Infinite: Dawn Game

Soon, light footsteps echoed from the corner.

Zhou Yuanyang's handsome yet distorted face appeared under the stage lights, and he slowly tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Of course, whatever you think, I'll think the same way."

The president shook his head with a smile, "You're good with words."

He waved his hand, "Alright, alright, you should go out too. I have other things to do, so don't bother me here."

"I'm not happy with what you're saying."

Zhou Yuanyang walked to his desk and sighed, "I've been sitting quietly in the corner the whole time without moving, is that considered disturbing you?"

"..." The president was clearly speechless. "What do you want?"

Zhou Yuanyang laughed, "How could that be? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would do anything to get what I want?"

The president chuckled and said, "Isn't that right?"

"..."

Zhou Yuanyang lowered his head and chuckled softly, "You understand me best."

"Alright, alright," the guild leader shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry, after we win this guild tournament, I'll give you that item."

Zhou Yuanyang's breathing became rapid instantly.

President: "Since I've promised you, I naturally won't go back on my word."

"Stop trying to remind me indirectly."

"..."

Zhou Yuanyang was still somewhat confused after leaving the office.

Suddenly something was moving around in his sleeve. He looked down and unbuttoned his sleeve, and saw the large centipede that had been hiding for who knows how long slowly crawling out of his sleeve.

"what happened?"

Upon seeing the giant centipede, Zhou Yuanyang's worries lessened considerably. He touched the centipede's body and asked:

"Are you hungry?"

"..."

The giant centipede couldn't respond and could only make hissing noises.

"It probably can't speak yet."

As Zhou Yuanyang turned the corner in the corridor, a woman's voice sounded from behind him.

"……nun."

Zhou Yuan looked up and met the nun's eyes, which were hidden under the white cloth.

"What a coincidence."

The nun casually remarked, "Were you enjoying eavesdropping just now, Bishop Zhou?"

Zhou Yuanyang smiled: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."

"Stop with the pleasantries," the nun said with a forced smile.

"The old man sent other people to find me in front of you."

"...I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Zhou Yuanyang idly stroked the large centipede clinging to his arm and sighed:

"I thought you wouldn't notice me since you just came out of the dungeon."

"Then I can die."

The nun smiled and said, "What were Bishop Zhou and the old man talking about in the room? Were they discussing how to kill Yu Shijiu?"

"You know that's impossible."

Zhou Yuanyang shook his head, "President, you can't do that, it will make me sad."

"..."

The nun felt disgusted. "What do you want to do?"

"nothing."

Zhou Yuanyang stopped touching the giant centipede, his gray pupils gleaming with an eerie cold light under the sunlight.

"If you're willing to sell me a few more bottles of 'Memory Labyrinth,' I think I'd be more willing to be on your side."

"..."

The nun stared at him quietly for several seconds, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Why not?"

The nun was generous: "How many bottles would you like to buy? I can do it whenever I have time."

"Five bottles, please."

Zhou Yuanyang said, "Five bottles will be enough for now."

The nun nodded, her gaze seemingly lingering on Zhou Yuanyang's arm.

She laughed and said, "The day after tomorrow, come to my place the day after tomorrow, and I'll give you five bottles first."

"it is good."

Zhou Yuanyang nodded with pleasure, "But can your body handle such a short time?"

"No trouble."

The nun said calmly, "Did you hear that from the old man?"

Zhou Yuanyang raised an eyebrow, neither denying nor speaking.

Old fox.

The nun cursed inwardly, but her face remained gentle and kind.

"It's only five bottles, it's no big deal."

"I can rest assured that."

Zhou Yuanyang smiled and nodded: "I'll go first. It's too hot, and it can't stand it anymore."

It refers to the large centipede that was lying listlessly on Zhou Yuanyang's arm.

The nun's eye twitched slightly, but thankfully it was covered by the white sheet.

"I have to go too."

After they parted ways, the fake smiles on their faces slowly disappeared.

Zhou Yuanyang continued to bend down and stuff the wilted, hot centipede into his clothes—while the nun was carefully tightening the white cloth that had loosened a bit behind her head.

My eyes hurt a little.

The nun rubbed her eyes through the white cloth, closed them briefly, and walked toward her room.

I need to get some rest early tonight.

she thinks.

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It was almost dinnertime, and Feifei still hadn't returned.

Yu Shijiu slumped on the sofa, her face deathly pale, clutching her stomach as she stared blankly at the live stream screen.

The sound of a toilet flushing continuously came from the bathroom not far behind, like a non-stop duet.

The door was pushed open, and Xu Han, hunched over, emerged from the bathroom with his legs clamped together.

He walked weakly to the sofa and collapsed there as well, weeping bitterly with no will to live.

"Waaaaah... It's all your fault, Shi Jiu! I used to only eat two at most! Two wouldn't give me diarrhea! Now look what's happened... Waaaaah, my stomach hurts so much, I feel like I'm about to collapse... What should I do, what should I do, what should I do... It hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

Yu Shijiu, who also looked weak, was speechless.

He thought about it carefully and retorted softly, "I didn't ask you to eat that much."

Xu Han: "..."

Xu Han was even more distressed: "Waaaaah, you still scolded me, you still yelled at me... That's too much... I'm so pitiful and you still yelled at me!!!"

Yu Shijiu blinked and was about to speak when An Jie, who was carrying medicine and hot water, interrupted him.

An Jie handed Yu Shijiu some medicine to regulate her stomach and some hot water, then slapped Xu Han's arm and sneered:

"How old are you and how old is Shi Jiu? It's one thing for him not to know that you shouldn't eat too much ice cream or popsicles, but what about you? Don't you know either?!"

Heaven knows how many times Xu Han secretly ate ice cream and popsicles with her and Chen Yi at the beginning, until he was crying out in pain from a stomachache. After finally learning his lesson for a few days, he actually ate so many ice cream and popsicles with Yu Shijiu...

Ange felt that her blood pressure was starting to rise.

Xu Han covered her arm, feeling wronged, and cried out, "I didn't! Shi Jiu ate some too, Sister An, why are you only hitting me?!"

On the other side of the sofa, Yu Shijiu, who was obediently taking his medicine and drinking hot water, blinked his moist eyes and looked up at An Jie.

Yu Shijiu obediently echoed Xu Han's words: "Sister An, hit me too."

Anjie: "..."

Her heart felt like it had been struck a heavy blow, leaving it completely weak and trembling. She turned around, brought back a glass of water and the medicine, placed them in front of Xu Han, and said sternly:

"have eaten!"

Xu Han: "..."

He glared at Anjie and said angrily, "I want to fight back! Why are we being treated differently! Why should I be treated like this—"