Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 486 Darkness

"..."

He Lingling wasn't surprised by Xu Han's rapid acceptance and shook her head.

"do not know."

Her straightforward "I don't know" left Xu Han dumbfounded, and he let out a confused "Ah."

"...They all really want to live."

He Lingling squinted at the long-haired male player on the "track" who, despite howling and crying, was still enduring the pain and running as fast as he could, and said with her eyes lowered:

"I'm not sure I can predict things will come true."

Moreover, this instance seems to be targeting her stealth abilities.

He Lingling is quite frustrated because she can't activate her talent skills at all.

"……Oh."

Xu Han was somewhat disappointed, but still silently rubbed the Samoyed's head and whispered:

"It's okay, I can't heal every injury either."

He Lingling: "..."

She sighed and chuckled, "That's quite a coincidence."

……

The two spoke in hushed tones, and when they looked up again, the players and animals on the "track" had already run to within about a hundred meters.

The long-haired male player clearly wanted to imitate the first male player, but no matter how much he talked, the scalper next to him didn't even look up and just kept rushing forward.

It's like they can't speak.

The long-haired male player gave up completely. He gritted his teeth, ignoring the excruciating pain of his feet being roasted raw, and forced himself to charge forward despite the pain.

He was lucky in a way, but he actually won in the end.

Although he crossed the finish line only two or three seconds faster than the scalper, he still won.

The long-haired male player collapsed to the ground as soon as he crossed the finish line, howling as he clutched his throbbing, rotting calf, which was burning with pain, while struggling to reach out and take the medicine handed to him by his teammate.

The waitresses, dressed as vases, once again said "Congratulations," and with smiles, used their black hair to encircle the neck of the silent scalper standing on the "runway" and hang him on another grill.

Beside the new grill, the Aries girl, already roasted and emitting the aroma of meat, had completely lost her breath. Her twisted, mushy body lay stretched out on the grill, motionless.

The man with the yellow ox closed his eyes, and only when the thin fur on its body began to burn did it let out a faint, painful howl.

The kind that you can't even hear unless you listen carefully.

Unlike Aries girls, Taurus men are quite resilient to pain. They close their eyes, emitting soft, low, hoarse murmurs as they slowly face the most painful death.

Xu Han and the other person behind the curtains had stopped talking.

He Lingling remained silent.

Xu Han also became increasingly quiet.

Suddenly, the Samoyed on the two of them burped, which startled Xu Han so much that he quickly covered its muzzle and dragged the dog back close to his chest.

"Shh..."

He Lingling overheard Xu Han threatening the Samoyed, "Don't bark. See? If you don't listen and bark, you'll be roasted on the grill."

Samoyed: "..."

It seemed to understand; its tail, which had been wagging behind it, stopped thumping and hung limply on the ground, motionless.

Seeing that it was truly frightened by his words, Xu Han proudly turned his head to look at He Lingling.

"..." He Lingling gave a forced compliment, "You're pretty amazing."

Xu Han was even happier.

Meanwhile, outside, the third round of the "race game" is about to begin.

He Lingling felt a tightness in her chest.

She glanced down at the black cat, who had climbed out of her arms and was now fully conscious, her gaze lingering on its clearly black pupils.

So far, the waiters outside don't seem to have noticed that they're hiding here.

But they are all "pets" and they are clearly right beside you...

He Lingling felt that she was a little confused about the current situation.

Could their guess be wrong?

That shouldn't be the case... A "pet" should be something like a "locator"... Unless, unless...

He Lingling pursed her lips slightly, her eyes becoming somewhat complicated.

...Unless these decorative waitresses in front of us are not the same kind of monsters that grab and bite people in the corridor.

They do indeed capture "players" for some kind of torture game... but in truth, they seem different from the hotel staff who turn into human pigs and monsters at night.

...What exactly is different?

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The first thing Yu Shijiu saw was the darkness that completely surrounded him and "Feifei".

A strange kind of black.

It wasn't the ethereal "black" he usually saw, but a kind of "black" that could almost solidify into something tangible, as if you could reach out and grab it, a black that was swimming and escaping.

It's actually a bit scary.

Others might be briefly aroused by these "black" words and feel some fear and vigilance.

Yu Shijiu, however, did not.

He stood there quietly in the darkness, surrounded by shifting "darkness." Sometimes, the other person would accidentally touch his body; it was soft and carried a strange, fishy smell...

Yu Shijiu wrinkled his nose.

This faint, fishy smell... it smells kind of familiar...

"You are the first guest to come to me this time."

The manager's voice, which had been at the door, rang out again.

Yu Shijiu raised her head.

As the man's, or rather the manager's, voice appeared, the "darkness" surrounding him trembled slightly and began to recede at an extremely rapid pace, almost as if it were fleeing.

As the room gradually brightened, Yu Shijiu's brow twitched slightly, but she still didn't rush to respond to the manager's words.

"..."

The manager's voice disappeared again.

But the fading "darkness" did not reappear; it slowly dissipated at a visible rate.

After the dust completely settled, Yu Shijiu saw a very ordinary office decorated in a very wood-colored hue.

On both sides of the room were display shelves containing books and artworks of unknown origin, and in the very center, facing the door, was a very large mahogany desk.

The desk was covered with pens and a bunch of messy paper documents, piled up one after another, covered with dense black writing. From Yu Shijiu's distance, it was impossible to make out what was written on them.

Yu Shijiu's interest wasn't in those words anymore. Behind his desk, a black office chair was facing away from him, and the manager was also sitting in the chair with his back to him.

Lu Chusheng, who also entered the office, quickly got into character, cautiously leaning against Yu Shijiu's feet and looking around.

—I haven't noticed anything wrong yet.

"Why don't you speak?"

The manager, whose back was to him, seemed somewhat puzzled. "Sir, are you not very articulate?"

“…Of course not.”

Yu Shijiu, very naturally friendly, found a sofa against the wall and sat down, smiling as he said:

"I'm a little thirsty, I wonder if I can have some water."

manager:"……"