Infinite: Dawn Game

The pastor standing behind the nun quickly took the medicine bottle, his heart pounding.

"Then, I'll go now?"

Seeing that Mu Gui had finally taken the medicine back, Wu Jie quickly said:

"I have some things to do. I should probably go and chop down some monsters..."

The nun yawned lazily. "Let's go, be careful on the road."

Wu Jie paused for a moment, then quickly nodded and turned back to the group of players.

The players, busy fighting off nearby monsters: "..."

They glanced at Wu Jie, who had suddenly approached them, with a strange look on their faces, and exchanged knowing glances for a while before focusing on fighting the human-pig monsters beside them.

Shi Yuan stood in the corner, the black cat in his coat pocket meowing softly.

She lowered her head and stroked the black cat's head, coldly watching the grotesque figures surrounding her, the veins on the back of her hand gripping the dagger bulging.

Just like the previous two nights, after players endured the pain of fighting the monsters for a while, they were able to get a few minutes of rest.

Seeing that no one was entering the elevator, some players who hadn't been to the first floor still held onto hope:

"Is the first floor unsafe even tonight?"

"Safety?"

Last night, the players on the first floor had a twisted expression. "The first, second, third, and fourth floors are exactly the same now, all filled with these damned, resurrectable human pig monsters, and even more decorative waiters..."

Those waitresses, who were just there for show, would even force them to play "games"... but that was only last night, and nobody knows if the "race game" will happen again tonight.

Nobody dared to gamble.

The very next second after he finished speaking.

The elevator door opened.

But this time, almost no one wanted to get into the elevator.

It's no use getting in.

There is no longer a truly "safe zone" inside the Fuling Hotel.

So what if they have to go to a few more floors?

Useless.

It's no use running around.

"……almost."

Someone muttered to themselves, "Just two more hours... and we'll be able to leave here."

"..."

Two hours... only two hours left...

The surviving players fell silent.

They sat in the corner of the corridor, one after another leaning against the sticky wall, panting and resting, waiting for the rest time to pass before continuing their struggle to survive and get through the last two hours.

On the other side, Chen Yi's "wall of flesh" form gradually dissipated, and after his body returned to normal, he looked pale and his lips had lost their color.

"Brother Chen."

Yu Shijiu steadied Chen Yi's slightly swaying body. "Shall we go to the third floor now?"

Chen Yi nodded, "Go ahead. Lin Shuli hasn't shown up yet. If we don't bring Xiaoli out, he'll probably stay holed up in his office and won't come out."

"it is good."

Yu Shijiu helped Chen Yi through the group of monsters that were frozen in place, and then passed by the players who were slumped on the ground and leaning against the wall.

The players were exhausted. Even though they were still afraid of Yu Shijiu, they knew there was nothing they could do. They could only try their best to pick up their weapons and the few remaining items and watch Yu Shijiu and Yu Shijiu warily.

Yu Shijiu didn't even look at them.

He supported Chen Yi as they walked forward step by step, with the fat man, covered in blood, following behind them.

Fatty glanced at them.

The eerie green vertical pupils of the beast in the dim light inspired fear.

Fatty looked up at Yu Shijiu and Chen Yi, who had already reached the elevator door, and suddenly roared at the players who were staring at it in fear.

Most of the players were so startled that they almost threw away the items or weapons they were holding—before they could react, Fatty nimbly darted behind Yu Shijiu and squeezed into the elevator.

Drop drop!

The sound of the elevator closing echoed in the quiet corridor.

The players, watching the red arrows continuously descending on the dark screens next to the elevators, thought Yu Shijiu and his friends had gone mad.

In this situation, if you don't rest properly and keep running around... you're very likely to die.

In the corner, the nun frowned slightly as she watched Mu Gui hand her the bottle of medicine.

"Here you go."

Mu Gui was taken aback. "My lord—"

"Something worthless."

The nun dusted off imaginary dust and walked toward the elevator.

Pastoral rules followed closely behind.

"Shouldn't we at least meet with the manager?" the nun said with a smile.

"How about we consider this as us owing Yu Shijiu a favor?"

Pastoral Rules: "..."

He stared, dumbfounded, at the nun's back. "You mean...you mean..."

I dared not make the following points about the pastoral rules too explicit.

He felt his heart was beating very fast... no, ever since he followed the nun into the Fuling Hotel instance, his heart hadn't stopped.

The president clearly stated that they would either cultivate a good relationship with Yu Shijiu and "invite" him to join the Black Robe Church, or they would simply kill Yu Shijiu...

What does the nun mean by what she's saying now?

Mu Gui felt like he was about to die of fright.

"Shhh."

Seemingly sensing Pastor's fear, the nun, who had already entered the elevator, pressed the button for the third floor and turned to smile at him.

"You know, I don't like people who talk too much."

Mu Gui felt a chill run down his spine and stammered, "But what about the president..."

"fine."

The nun raised her hand to look at her five brightly painted fingernails, her eyes, hidden beneath the white cloth, curving gently into two crescent-shaped smiles.

"I've done everything I could, so the president can't blame me for something like this, can he?"

She smiled and said, "...Don't forget, he also needs my potions to attract players."

Mu Gui opened his mouth, but no words came out.

...Before joining the Black Robe Church, he had thought about one thing: the nun possessed the talent of "making medicine," and although the potions she produced were extremely powerful...in the end, the nun could only be classified as a support-type player, and she herself didn't seem to have much ability to fight back...how did she manage to hold such a high position in a place like the Black Robe Church?

His instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm made him swallow these questions, and he nodded slightly:

"……Yes."

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Drop drop-

The elevator door opens.

Yu Shijiu helped Chen Yi, who was feeling slightly better, out of the house, and Feifei gently tugged at Chen Yi's leg with its tail.

Chen Yi: "..."

He smiled and shook his head, refusing Yu Shijiu's offer of help.

"It's okay, I'm much better now."

Yu Shijiu frowned, "How is that possible? Every time I use my talent skill, I can't move for a long time, my whole body aches so much..."

"Really?" Chen Yi asked, feigning surprise. "But when I watched the live stream, you seemed to be able to move every time."

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He turned his head away somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, that? I was just pretending."

Even though he was faking it, he did move... even though he was enduring the pain...