Infinite: Dawn Game

"...I had an urge to tear everything around me to shreds...and then my arm moved on its own, and the strength increased a lot...but I couldn't control it just now, I couldn't control the strength and speed...I just wanted to force you, Sister An, to back down."

Yu Shijiu said softly, his beast claws unconsciously clenching at his sides.

"Excessive excitement is not a good thing."

Anjie approached, reached out and patted Yu Shijiu's stiff shoulder, and whispered:

"It can unleash power, but it can also cause you to completely lose control of your emotions. Shi Jiu, what you need to do is not to completely abandon your emotions, but to still be able to hold onto the rope of 'control' when emotions surge. Just now, at the last moment, you stopped, which means that your consciousness won against it."

Anjie pointed to Yu Shijiu's left arm as she spoke, seemingly lost in thought:

"It seems that you should continue to feel it, try not to attack with anger, but to use the power of 'command' anger to accurately strike the place you want to hit... and you will succeed."

After she finished speaking, she exchanged for a bottle of recovery potion and drank it down. The wound on her arm that Yu Shijiu had just scratched instantly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

--boom!

Anjie accurately tossed the bottle in her hand into the trash can behind the training room door, and gave Yu Shijiu a hearty smile when he looked up at the sound.

"Shi Jiu, it's perfectly normal for teammates to accidentally hurt each other during training. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Yu Shijiu bit her lower lip, her gaze falling on An Jie's arm.

Although the wound on his arm had healed, Anjie's exposed skin and the torn and frayed fabric around it reminded him of what had just happened.

He just... hurt Anjie.

"Shi Jiu?"

Anjie noticed Yu Shijiu's gaze and awkwardly hid her arms behind her back.

"……fine."

Yu Shijiu looked up, wiped the sweat from his face, and smiled, his eyes crinkling, "Let's continue."

"it is good."

Anjie didn't notice anything wrong with him. After carefully observing his condition, she nodded.

The training that followed was even more difficult and dangerous.

After realizing that her deliberate provocation had worked, Anjie began to constantly use words and tactics to stimulate Yu Shijiu's emotional edge, forcing him to maintain a calm judgment and control over his body when various negative emotions surged up.

Sweat dripped continuously from the two of them onto the floor, forming small, solidified sweat stains.

Yu Shijiu's training clothes were already soaked with sweat. His right arm was red and swollen from frequent blocking, while his left arm was sometimes burning hot and sometimes freezing cold due to overuse and An Jie's deliberate emotional manipulation. Over time, even the muscles and nerves under his hair felt sore and swollen.

But he did not call a halt.

In those heterochromatic eyes, struggle and excitement intertwined, human reason and animal instinct clashing, struggling, and reconciling in every attack and defense.

Anjie didn't call for a halt until the analog clock on the wall of the training room pointed to midnight.

Yu Shijiu was almost completely exhausted at this moment. He slid down against the wall and gasped for breath.

My left arm hung limply at my side, the hair clinging to my skin with sweat, but the restless urge to "scratch and tear" it seemed to have been somewhat calmed by this exhilarating training session.

Anjie was also exhausted. Her hands and feet were weak as she walked to the wall, picked up a bottle of water, and tossed it to Yu Shijiu, who was not far away.

"The results came much faster than I expected."

She took a sip of water and said, "You have a high tolerance for pain and a great talent for controlling your body."

Anjie paused here, recalling Yu Shijiu's unconscious "self-destructive" actions in various game instances, and her throat bobbed several times before she continued.

"...But don't let your guard down. If you really encounter a player who deliberately provokes you and doesn't care about any consequences, there may be situations where you can't control yourself."

Yu Shijiu took the water and gulped down more than half of it before catching her breath. She smiled and said, "Okay, Sister An, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" An Jie got up and walked towards the door of the training room. She turned back to Yu Shijiu and smiled, "Go back and rest. We'll continue tomorrow."

"it is good."

Yu Shijiu smiled and nodded, then winked and said, "I hope tomorrow will be just like today."

Anjie: "..."

She shook her head and said with a laugh, "Finally, I've found you an opportunity."

In response, Yu Shijiu greeted her with a sweet, smiling, and obedient face.

Anjie: "..."

My heart skipped a beat, and I inexplicably had the feeling that I had just bullied a child.

She clutched her chest instantly, suppressing her conflicted emotions as she opened the door.

Outside the door, Chen Yi and Xu Han had obviously just finished their training session.

Both of them were covered in sweat. Xu Han was frantically trying to use his still-unskilled "Focus Healing" to monitor Chen Yi's wrist and check the consumption of his defensive skills, which made Chen Yi both laugh and cry.

He Lingling's bedroom door was ajar, and a faint light shone from inside, indicating that she was still analyzing information about "Shadow Travel".

Fatty squatted in the middle of the living room, with the ugly wooden dandelion that Yu Shijiu had carved in front of him.

It was carefully pushing itself around with its paws when it saw Yu Shijiu come out from behind Anjie. It immediately dropped the wooden dandelion and pounced over with a meow.

But as it approached Yu Shijiu's sweaty and exhausted body, Fatty suddenly stopped, rubbing its furry head against Yu Shijiu's calf, its round green eyes full of worry for him.

"I'm fine, Fatty."

Yu Shijiu rubbed its head with his right hand, bent down to pick up the huge creature, but his movements faltered due to the soreness in his arms.

Feifei blinked, seemingly understanding something. She jumped up lightly, adjusted her posture, and nestled comfortably in the crook of Yu Shijiu's right arm, making a soothing purring sound in her throat.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He scratched Fatty's chin with a wry smile, leaned against the sofa to rest for a while (spend some time with Fatty) before dragging his tired and weak body to wash up.

The hot water poured down, and Yu Shijiu squinted slightly, feeling the temperature of each drop of hot water on her skin, and slowly, slowly blinked.

After the warm water droplets fell, he rubbed his face wearily, and images of the training room uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

Ange couldn't dodge in time; the claw marks, the bright red blood, the icy water, the pale skin—

"Well……"

Yu Shijiu suddenly opened his eyes. In the rising steam, more blood vessels slowly spread across his red eye sockets, like a twisted red spider web.