Infinite: Dawn Game

He Lingling was exhausted; with one eye, she could only vaguely make out the outlines of Xu Han and Xiao Li's bodies in the darkness.

Xu Han nodded hurriedly, then frantically took out the tape Chen Yi had given him earlier and began wrapping it tightly around Xiao Li, who had just spat out half a towel.

Unable to move or even utter a sound, Xiao Li was speechless.

"sky!"

Xu Han bit through the tape, looking at He Lingling, who was still panting heavily, with admiration in his eyes:

"Wow! You're amazing!"

He Lingling rolled her eyes. "Stop praising me. Let's find an empty room and hide Xiao Li away—"

"An empty room?"

Xu Han asked in confusion, "Where are we going to find an empty room?"

He Lingling was momentarily speechless. "Let's go back to our room on the third floor first."

"okay."

As Xu Han spoke, he bent down with one hand and lifted up Xiao Li, who was wriggling like a worm, while still holding He Lingling's wrist with his other hand.

They took two steps and then stopped. "The power's out. We can't use the elevator."

"...Take the stairs, it's fine to take them before nightfall."

"oh oh."

He Lingling stared at the writhing human-shaped outline on Xu Han's shoulder with a pained expression, feeling as if her heart was bleeding.

The rope binding Xiao Li was very effective; it could hold both humans and ghosts still for two five-hour periods... but it also cost three thousand points each time it was used.

He Lingling now felt like she couldn't breathe properly, and she hated herself for not noticing that Xiao Li had arrived sooner!

That wasn't her original plan at all!

...At least it shouldn't be like this, spending a huge amount of points to use an item that she usually keeps gathering dust in her system inventory.

Thinking about the three thousand points she had just used, He Lingling suddenly felt an urge to cry.

Damn it! Her three thousand points!!!

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When all the lights in the restaurant went out and it suddenly became dark, the players hidden among the NPCs were all startled.

Several people couldn't help but shout out and then stopped, cautiously looking around.

But they were clearly overthinking it, because the next second, the strange NPCs also started shouting.

Sobbing and whimpering sounds rose and fell, and they had no idea what the NPCs were shouting.

In a corner of the restaurant, Yu Shijiu squinted at the pitch-black surroundings, understanding the situation perfectly.

"Xiao Han and the others have made their move."

Chen Yi's voice came from the other end, "Don't worry, it should be fine soon."

Yu Shijiu responded, though he wasn't worried at all.

Just as Chen Yi had said, about half an hour later, the lights in the restaurant gradually came on.

At the same time, a bottle of medicine that had been thrown from somewhere also appeared in Yu Shijiu's eyes.

The liquid inside the medicine bottle looked somewhat murky, shimmering with an eerie, cold light under the newly turned-on lamp.

Before Yu Shijiu could even make a move, Chen Yi frowned and pulled him aside.

The medicine bottle shattered on the ground, and a strong, strange perfume scent filled everyone's breath.

The other players, including Yu Shijiu and Chen Yi, as well as NP, all felt a sudden dizziness in their brains and a blur before their eyes.

The former quickly reacted, covering their mouths and noses and running towards the restaurant entrance, while the latter stood motionless, dazed. Some of the NPC guests even squatted down and reached out to touch the broken potion bottle... only to be kicked to the ground by the players who were desperately running forward to escape.

Then... the guests seemed to realize something too. Those who ate meat stopped eating, and those who drank blood stopped drinking. They stood up in a daze, their distorted, festering faces twisting as they walked forward with the crowd.

Soon, crushed human remains and rotting blood began to appear on the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Yi almost cursed under his breath, then grabbed Yu Shijiu, who seemed not to have reacted yet, and ran towards the restaurant entrance.

Fatty meowed angrily, flicked its tail at a strange NPC who was bending down to pick up a corpse, and ran after Yu Shijiu and Chen Yi.

As the chaotic crowd ran forward, Yu Shijiu glanced down at the sticky soles of her feet.

Thick, sticky, rotten, and reeking of blood... This scene seemed to be unfolding on the second, third, and fourth floors, creating a blood-stained, glued floor.

This is an ongoing and horrific stampede.

Following Chen Yi's force, Yu Shijiu was swallowed up by the chaotic crowd, and vaguely saw a male player with his head down in a panic through the human wall.

Yu Shijiu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

The medicine bottle from earlier must have been thrown away by him, right?

The male player, hidden in the crowd, suddenly felt as if he were being watched by a ferocious beast, and his whole body went cold and his scalp tingled.

I hope I won't be discovered...

He tried to comfort himself, constantly praying in a low voice that Yu Shijiu wouldn't find out what he had just done.

The male player didn't really want to kill Yu Shijiu, but he really, really wanted the nun's three potions and points.

With such a great temptation, no one could possibly refuse.

The male player continued to comfort himself, hanging his head and shrinking into the crowd as he was ushered towards the restaurant entrance.

He is not alone in having such thoughts.

Many players in the crowd were clutching their potions tightly, hesitating whether to throw them at Yu Shijiu while there were still many people around.

They took a little too long to think it over, and by the time they decided what they wanted to do, Yu Shijiu had already been dragged far away by Chen Yi.

Players who couldn't find Yu Shijiu were filled with regret, but they could only carefully put the potion bottles back into their system inventory.

The sticky, fleshy sensation under their feet reminded them that if they didn't hurry up, they too would become "blood-stained floorboards" trampled into a bloody pulp.

Lu Chusheng, who was watching many live streams simultaneously, had a very unpleasant expression. He looked at the eager players, his lips almost pressed into a straight line.

"Brother Lu?"

The doctor who brought him food waved his hand in front of Lu Chusheng and smiled:

Why do you look so pale?

Lu Chusheng ignored him, closed his eyes, and suppressed the surging irritation and worry in his mind.

"Worried about Yu Shijiu?"

The doctor turned his head to look at Yu Shijiu on the screen, who was being dragged away by a fat man by the arm, and a knowing look appeared on his face.

"He's very capable."

The doctor said, "He won't die that easily—"

"I know."

Lu Chusheng interrupted the doctor and said another sentence.

"I know."

"I know he's very capable."

Lu Chusheng stared at Yu Shijiu, who was smiling on the screen, "But I'm worried about myself, very worried."

He lowered his head and clutched his chest, his voice low and hoarse: "I'm afraid he'll get hurt, afraid he'll bleed, afraid he... he'll be afraid."

Even though... I know he's very capable.

They might even be quite "enjoying" this mass exodus.

But Lu Chusheng still couldn't hide his current fear.