Infinite: Dawn Game

Just as Chen Yi was about to leave, the sound of the "guest" drooling beside him suddenly stopped.

"...Don't you want to know how to get out?"

Chen Yi froze in place as he turned around.

The "guest" was drooling, staring at Chen Yi's chubby face with a greedy and twisted smile.

"...Do you want to go out?"

"..."

Chen Yi looked at him quietly for a while, then shook his head.

"Do not want to."

guest:"……"

He thought he had misheard. "What?"

Chen Yi smiled and shook his head: "I said I didn't want to."

The guest grew anxious, making gurgling, panting sounds, as if blood was flowing back up his throat.

"Why...why...why don't you want to go out..."

The guest was clearly still somewhat conscious, but unfortunately...

"..." Chen Yi quietly looked at the bewildered guest and sighed.

"If you could really get out, why are you still staying here?"

The sound in the guest's throat disappeared.

He stared at Chen Yi's face, and in the depths of those eerie, unfathomably dark eyes, something white and writhing seemed to flash by.

Chen Yi, with his keen eyes, noticed this and took a step back.

That thing...that thing looks like—

A strong stench of decay instantly filled the air. Chen Yi instinctively covered his mouth and was shocked to find that the guest in front of him was completely rotting.

It was a very rapid process of decomposition, starting from his head and gradually spreading to his neck and chest, with the rotting fluids finally dripping onto the sofa, chairs, and table...

The other guests sitting next to him seemed not to see him at all, their faces still stiff, mechanically repeating the lively scene of "laughter and cheerful conversation".

The restaurant's dim, warm lighting shone down from the ground floor, and through the refraction of light and shadow, almost all the guests' faces looked as if they had been cut from the same mold.

Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine.

He didn't give the customer, whose thigh was rotten to the bone, another glance and strode towards where Xu Han and the other man were.

At the same time, Yu Shijiu and Feifei got off the elevator.

"...I don't know if there will be anything to eat tonight."

Yu Shijiu muttered to himself as he glanced back at the slowly closing elevator doors.

The elevator will probably be able to go down to the first floor tonight... What a pity.

"Meow!"

Fatty, who had run ahead of him to the restaurant entrance, seemed to realize something was wrong, meowed, and ran back.

Yu Shijiu yawned lazily, still feeling like he hadn't had enough sleep.

"What's wrong, Fatty?"

Fatty ran back and grabbed his clothes, pulling him forward.

Yu Shijiu was led into the restaurant in a daze by it. As soon as she entered, she was chilled by the unusually high temperature inside.

Why is it so cold?

Yu Shijiu looked up and was startled by the strange-looking guests around him.

These people look so familiar—

Before he could think any further, he saw a familiar person stand up from a sofa seat not far away.

It is Xu Han.

Xu Han waved at him desperately.

Yu Shijiu raised an eyebrow and walked in that direction.

Just as he passed by those strange guests, his gaze was suddenly drawn to something.

It was a sofa and table soaked in a thick, fleshy green liquid. The guest next to him was also covered in a layer of fleshy green slime. The stench of decay gradually seeped into Yu Shijiu's nasal mucosa, making it hard for him to open his eyes.

He glanced at it several more times, and after confirming that the liquid looked very much like the fluid from a decomposing corpse, he quickly quickened his pace and left.

Fatty sneezed several times in a row, and his four legs almost left afterimages as he ran.

They even jumped up, as if their legs weren't long enough.

Players watching this scene on screen: "..."

They suddenly thought of something.

I've heard that cats have a much more sensitive sense of smell than humans, sometimes even more than forty times more... If Yu Shijiu finds it unpleasant, imagine how much more Feifei would find it.

Wait, if it's really as high as 40 times... doesn't that mean that the hotel restaurant is just a morgue where corpses are rotting in Fatty's eyes right now?

Just thinking about this makes players feel sorry for Fatty.

If it were them... they would probably be gagging uncontrollably by now.

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"Oh my god, what are we supposed to eat tonight to fill our stomachs?"

After Yu Shijiu sat down, Xu Han started muttering incessantly about what to eat later.

Yu Shijiu considered it seriously for a few seconds, "How about we ask the kitchen for a few more steamed buns?"

I must say, the steamed buns I had this morning were actually quite delicious, even though the flavor was rather simple.

“…That probably won’t work,” Chen Yi said, somewhat amused. “The reason we can make steamed buns is because we’re having breakfast, but it would be inappropriate to ask the kitchen to make steamed buns for dinner as well.”

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"Why isn't it appropriate?" Yu Shijiu asked blankly, "I used to eat steamed buns and porridge every night, why is it inappropriate here?"

"..." Xu Han and He Lingling looked at Yu Shijiu in surprise at the same time, and the former asked hesitantly:

"Does anyone need to eat steamed buns every day? Shi Jiu, is it your family that loves steamed buns?"

“No,” Yu Shijiu said frankly, “In the real world, I live in a sanatorium year-round, where the breakfast, lunch and dinner are rather monotonous.”

"..."

Even Xu Han, who is usually very oblivious, sensed something was wrong this time.

He looked at Yu Shijiu, who was still smiling, and hesitated to speak.

Even he could hear the hidden meaning in those words.

People who live in sanatoriums year-round are either seriously ill and unable to recover, or they are abandoned by their families, who have also lost money to keep them alive in the sanatorium.

"Why don't we ask them?"

He Lingling broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere by coughing and saying:

"It's possible that some people like to eat steamed buns at night."

"We can try pretending that we really like eating steamed buns."

Chen Yi didn't say anything this time. He glanced at Yu Shijiu, who looked bewildered, and sighed softly in his heart.

"can."

Chen Yi also agreed to the proposal.

After all the "guests" had arrived, the hotel staff, who had been absent, finally made their belated appearance.

The woman who appeared before them was still Xiao Li, the same female staff member who used to loiter around the Fuling Hotel.

Xiao Li bowed to the "guests" around him and said with a smile:

"Our manager knows that all of you have come from afar because of our reputation, and he specifically instructed us to make sure that you feel at home."

"The menu tonight is very extensive."

As Xiao Li spoke, he clapped his hands.

Soon, a dozen or so hotel staff members emerged from the corner carrying thick menus and began distributing them under Xiao Li's guidance.