Infinite: Dawn Game

"...Is there something wrong with this sheep carcass?"

Wang Ji, who caught up with them, asked with some confusion, "Could it be that the taste isn't fresh anymore?"

"..."

Angkor gazed at the sheep carcass before him, a strange smile briefly appearing on his face.

"Do not."

Angkor reached out and touched the unclosed pupils of the dead sheep carcass. “It’s very fresh… extremely fresh.”

"..."

This short sentence sent a chill down the spines of Xu Han and Yu Shijiu, who were hiding in the shadows behind the sheep carcass.

Sheep carcasses...aren't they supposed to be fresh?

Why would Angkor Wat and his group suddenly ask if it's new or not...?

Yu Shijiu subconsciously wanted to peek and observe Wu Ge's expression more closely, but Xu Han, who was so frightened that he almost suffocated, grabbed his arm.

"My God..."

These seven words kept popping into Xu Han's mind, and he kept giving Yu Shijiu meaningful glances in the darkness.

Don't go! Don't go! Don't go! Brother, brother, brother!!!

Yu Shijiu looked down at his elbow, which was being held, and remained silent for a few seconds before stopping.

Xu Han: "..."

That's great! That's great! That's great! Tonight, Shi Jiu is so well-behaved! That's wonderful!

Despite the joke, Xu Han genuinely felt that Yu Shijiu had changed a lot.

If this were in the past, when they entered a game instance together... Yu Shijiu would definitely ditch him and jump out to chat with the NPCs on his own.

The term "拉拉呱" (lā lā guā) was something Xu Han came across while surfing the internet when he was in a good mental and physical state.

He really liked those three words... probably because they sounded a bit funny.

Completely unaware that Xu Han's thoughts had drifted to the other side of the ocean, Yu Shijiu tried to pull her arm, but couldn't budge it.

Xu Han's tight grip was one reason, and the fact that he didn't pull so hard was another.

Why isn't there a rush?

Yu Shijiu found a good excuse for his behavior—he didn't actually want to chat with Brother Wu that much.

This is the real reason.

"Angkor?"

Wang Ji, standing in front of him, was still asking, "It's very late, shouldn't we go back and rest?"

"...You should go back first."

Angkor's low, hoarse voice rang out, "I'll stay a little longer."

"That's not a good idea—"

Angkor suddenly turned his head, and because he turned his head so quickly, Yu Shijiu and the others could even hear the cracking sound of his neck bones breaking as he turned his head.

I said, you go back first.

Angkor's voice became even hoarser, as if it were coming out of a choked throat: "I will be back soon."

"……Yes."

Wang Ji was clearly startled. He quickly lowered his head and backed away, his steps swift.

"..."

In the dim light, Wang Ji glanced back at Angkor Wat, who was standing motionless behind him, and swallowed.

...Why does he feel that Angkor Wat looks strange right now...? Is it just his imagination?

Completely bewildered, Wang Ji left with a question in his mind, completely unaware that he had accidentally stepped on something.

The player whose hand had been accidentally stepped on curled up on the ground, barely suppressing a scream that nearly pierced his throat, and stared at Wang Ji's retreating figure, drenched in cold sweat—"???!!!!"

A tremendous fear gripped the hearts of the players who had taken refuge nearby.

Wang Ji, who seemed the most harmless, suddenly transformed after being completely immersed in darkness.

Aside from his twisted head, his upper body, down to his waist, was severed in two as if by something, with only scattered red muscle fibers and white bone supporting the weight of his upper and lower body... Moreover, his ankles and arms were covered with large and small bite marks, as if they had been gnawed by some large beast.

Wang Ji slowly crawled forward with his twisted, bloody body. The putrid, bloody fluid from his wounds splattered out and disappeared along the edges of his skin, then splattered out again and spread...

"vomit."

In the darkness, some players with poor appetites couldn't hold back any longer and bit their wrists, gagging silently.

too disgusting.

It was truly disgusting to their eyes and nose...

Wang Ji didn't notice them. He slowly crawled along in the dim light and soon disappeared around the corner.

As for Angkor...

Angkor was still standing in front of the sheep carcass when the hand that had gently touched its eyes suddenly exerted force, and with a "plop" sound, he forcibly gouged the sheep carcass's pupil out of its eye socket.

The sheep carcass' eye sockets instantly turned crimson, and foul-smelling sheep blood splattered continuously from the wounds, eventually forming a twisted, bizarre blood film.

Xu Han: "..."

His lips twitched, and his hands, which had just been splattered with sheep's blood, began to tremble.

Damn it...

Xu Han's face began to contort, yet he was completely unable to move.

Can anyone tell him why a sheep's blood is still warm after it dies?! No, it's scalding hot! Is there any difference between that and hot water?!

There's absolutely no difference!

Xu Han, who was almost scalded and cried out, grimaced and silently uttered a sound.

Yu Shijiu, who hadn't been splashed with sheep's blood, was a little disappointed. She turned her head to look at Xu Han's arm, her eyes full of envy.

Xu Han, seeing Yu Shijiu's expression clearly: "..."

Well, if he could... he could have easily given Yu Shijiu the chance to get splattered with blood...

Lu Chusheng, who was silently watching from the sidelines: "..."

He found Yu Shijiu's "envious" gaze earlier to be indescribably "cute," and couldn't help but lower his head and lick Yu Shijiu's hand several times.

Lu Chusheng, realizing what he was doing halfway through licking: "..."

"..."

Yu Shijiu was pleasantly surprised. He had thought that blood had splattered on him, but when he looked down and saw that it was Feifei licking the back of his hand, he was only slightly disappointed.

Well, it's a good thing that Fatty is willing to lick him—Yu Shijiu's calm breathing suddenly stopped.

Before him, Wu Ge, who had gouged out the sheep's eyes, looked down at the bloodshot eyeball in his hand, and suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the cotton.

The moment that extremely familiar posture appeared, Yu Shijiu's eyelids twitched.

That look in his eyes, isn't it just a desire to—"Crunch!"

Suddenly, Angkor tilted his head back and stuffed the sheep's eyeball he had gouged out into his mouth, chewing it in large mouthfuls. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, staining his faded work vest with thick layers of bloody prints.

"good to eat……"

As Wu Ge chewed on the sheep's eyeball, he exclaimed in surprise. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of sharp teeth came close to Xu Han, who was quite frightened.

My goodness… even eating an eyeball can turn into this kind of monster! If Brother Wu really turns into a monster later, he'll probably be scared to death. (Randomly refreshed Xu Han)

"delicious……"

Angkor sighed contentedly, and soon the crunching sound grew fainter as he gnawed on it.