Infinite: Dawn Game

"Well then, thank you for waiting for me, sister."

Yu Shijiu showed an exceptionally pleasant smile as he passed by the nun:

"If you have time next time, could you take me for a tour of the Black Robe Church?"

"..."

The nun paused slightly in the hand holding the cigarette, then let out a soft "ha!"

"of course can."

The nun looked up, her exquisitely beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, "If you'd like to join, I can personally show you around for half a month."

We'll see.

Yu Shijiu leaned closer to the nun, his gaze lingering on the corner of her eye for a few seconds before he lazily yawned.

"But I'm really too sleepy right now."

Yu Shijiu said with a mix of regret and sadness, "Let me chat with my sister after I wake up."

"can."

Smoke slowly billowed from the nun's red lips, and she smiled slightly at the weary-looking boy through the choking smoke.

"Go and get some rest. Tonight," the nun said, her eyes crinkling slightly, "there's a tough battle waiting for you."

"..."

The conversation between the two lasted less than five minutes in total.

Fatty stood to the side with an extremely low profile, occasionally glancing warily at the nun before slowly lowering his head to lick his own fur.

"Feifei," Yu Shijiu lowered her head and patted its head, "Let's go."

"Meow."

Fatty responded lazily, and when he turned his head, he didn't forget to look back and stare at the nun for several seconds.

The nun laughed out loud at its gaze and casually teased it:

"Why are you staring at me? Do you want some cat food?"

Fatty snorted and swaggered after Yu Shijiu into the room.

In the corridor, the nun leaning against the wall smoking suddenly turned cold.

She stared at Yu Shijiu's tightly closed door, took a deep drag on her cigarette, and sighed softly.

—The fact that Lu Chusheng's cat is with Yu Shijiu means that Lu Chusheng must have very different "thoughts" about Yu Shijiu.

Whether Lu Chusheng wanted to recruit Yu Shijiu, or as some players in town privately speculated, Lu Chusheng might actually know Yu Shijiu in real life...

This is all a hassle.

The nun was upset, and she smoked much faster.

The burning sensation of nicotine swept through her brain, and the nun forced herself to calm down.

Regardless of Lu Chusheng's actual relationship with Yu Shijiu, since the old man asked her to do this, she had no reason not to, especially since...

Thinking of some unspeakable reason, the cigarette between the nun's fingers suddenly bent.

Ashes fell, landing on the black and white nun's habit.

The nun looked down at the soot on her clothes, her eyes dark and unfathomable.

When the pastor, who had washed himself clean, cautiously opened the door and came out, he saw the nun leaning against the wall with her head bowed, the firelight flickering at her fingertips.

Amidst the swirling smoke, the nun looked up and casually stubbed out her cigarette at the extinguisher on the wall.

"All right."

Sister Ruiyi patted off the invisible dust from her clothes. "Let's go."

"Go to the first floor."

Mu Gui nodded obediently and silently followed her into the elevator.

As the elevator descended with a humming sound, the fourth floor returned to silence.

In a corner of the corridor ceiling, unseen by anyone, a red and white, slightly creepy object slowly wriggled in the darkness, gradually blending into the cracks in the wall and disappearing from sight.

If there were even one player in the corridor right now, he would be able to see that the objects wriggling in the corners of the ceiling and the cracks in the walls... were the layers upon layers of brain matter that had solidified inside the elevator last night after it had become bizarre.

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Yu Shijiu immediately sensed something was wrong the moment she entered the room.

He frowned and looked around, his gaze lingering on every corner of the room for nearly half a minute before finally settling on the bedside table.

To be precise, it was the vase on the bedside table.

The vase doesn't look strange at all.

But it has been moved.

Yu Shijiu remembers it very clearly.

Before he went to sleep, the undulating blue and white glaze on the vase was facing the door, but now, the glaze on it has been moved to a position closer to the head of the bed.

It's like someone touched it and turned it around.

Did someone come in while he was away?

No.

Yu Shijiu quickly dismissed this guess.

As the nighttime chase began, all the hotel staff transformed into human-pig forms, gathering in the corridors to pursue these "adventurers." They had absolutely no reason to move a seemingly ordinary vase from one of the "adventurers'" rooms—

"Meow!"

Fatty's barking suddenly rang out.

Yu Shijiu paused for a moment, then his gaze was quickly drawn to Feifei.

Fatty was half-squatting at the foot of the bed, next to the starry sky painting, reaching out his paws to grab the wooden frame of the oil painting.

time -

The sound of a cat's claws scratching at the wood was so sharp it sent chills down your spine.

Yu Shijiu had never liked this kind of sound, and quickly walked over to stop Feifei—

Then he saw Fatty suddenly turn its head to look at him, stretch out its paws, and meow frantically.

Yu Shijiu's gaze immediately changed.

He stared at his thick, sharp, and translucent fingernails, which were covered in blue and blackish-red grime.

It looks like some kind of flaked paint.

pigment……

Yu Shijiu looked up and gazed once more at the enormous oil painting of the starry sky in front of him, which was almost half the height of a person.

really……

The dark blue-black starry sky in the frame is now in chaos, as if foreshadowing some extremely disastrous future.

Twisted, tangled, and chaotic lines resemble human hands born from despair—

"Meow!"

Suddenly, Feifei lunged forward and bit Yu Shijiu's clothes at the waist, pulling them back.

Yu Shijiu opened her eyes wide and realized that she was actually very close to the huge starry sky painting.

He was so close that he could even smell the putrid, greasy odor of rotting flesh.

If it weren't for Fei Fei forcibly dragging him back a step,

He guessed that they had already pressed their faces against it.

Yu Shijiu came to this conclusion.

His consciousness was controlled again.

Although it only lasted less than two seconds.

Thinking of this, Yu Shijiu began to dislike the painting in front of him.

He examined the bluish-black marks remaining on the edge of the picture frame closely, and then recalled the bizarre scene he had witnessed when his consciousness was invaded...

Yu Shijiu gradually began to have some guesses.

—Could it be that the vase on the bedside table was moved by those things that look like "human hands"?

Is there any connection between these two?

Yu Shijiu frowned.

He looked back at the vase on the bedside table, considered it carefully for a few seconds, then walked to the bed and sat down, reaching out to grab the vase that had been moved.

Feifei was terrified and quickly grabbed Yu Shijiu's arm.

"Meow meow meow meow!!"

You can't take that! You can't take that!