Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 297 Dreamland

Having watched the entire chase, Yu Shijiu expressed his "appreciation" for the desperate sprint of Liu Yao and Wang Han.

I didn't expect those two players who tried to steal my cookies to be able to run so fast. No wonder I was tempted to steal my cookies. Did I think I couldn't catch them?

[Liu Yao, Wang Han: ...Who on earth wanted to steal your cheap (actually, quite valuable) cookies? We didn't even think of that!!!]

In fact, if Yu Shijiu had interacted with more people, he wouldn't have felt that Liu Yao and the other person were looking at him as if they wanted to take his things. Instead, he would have felt more curiosity and suspicion.

Yu Shijiu hadn't met many people since childhood, and among the few he had, few were good people. It was already a sign of his naivety that he didn't mistake Liu and Wang's eyes for murderous intent.

However, the strange creature chasing after Liu Yao and her companion—

Yu Shijiu narrowed her eyes slightly, and when she was sure that she could no longer see the white figure by the villa gate from her angle, she looked away.

Why do those tattered clothes hanging on the figure look so familiar?

Yu Shijiu frowned suddenly, then his brows slowly relaxed.

—It was the light blue dress that "Madam" wore when she came down to greet us last night.

So, the figure chasing the player frantically is "Madam"?

Yu Shijiu felt that something was not quite right, but he didn't know how to put it.

At that moment, his thoughts coincided with He Lingling's, and they both thought of the same thing.

If the figure is "Madam", since she can't enter the villa now, how will she enter the villa at night to select "lucky ones" to kill?

Yu Shijiu wasn't worried about that, because he had gone out last night, and "Madam" wouldn't kill him, the guest who went out to "help" after hearing the screams.

Neither he nor Lu Chusheng had any possibility of being targeted by "Madam".

Yu Shijiu completely ignored the other crisis he might face tonight and began to rack his brains, trying to figure out how "Madam" would get into the villa that night...

Does this mean that "Madam" can freely enter the villa after midnight? Or is it that someone will secretly open the villa gate in the middle of the night?

Who could that person be?

Based on the current plot development, it seems impossible for any of the NPCs in the villa to be involved.

The butler is someone who does things for money, and the young master, needless to say, would definitely not open the door after killing the "madam." The young lady is the same; although she looks timid and gentle, she is actually someone who doesn't care about things that don't concern her. As for Mr. Xiao, he's an old man who's already thinking about marrying his "bride"... Looking at it this way, there really isn't a single person who seems likely to open the door.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

It's so annoying! Why is there never a single smart player in the game's dungeons?! It's driving me crazy!

He patted his head in frustration and grumbled as he closed the drafty window.

Just as Yu Shijiu had drawn the curtains and was about to go into the bathroom to wash up, a knocking sound suddenly came from the window behind him.

The sound was like something hard occasionally hitting the glass, making a knocking noise.

Yu Shijiu paused in her turn.

A moment later, he quickly remembered something and, without a care, went back into the bathroom to wash up.

—It must have been the rose stem with the crushed bud that was blown onto the glass by the wind.

Yu Shijiu thought for a moment, then bent down and turned the tap to the right where the hot water was coming out.

slam-la-

After the water flow changed from icy cold to warm, Yu Shijiu lowered his head to catch the water and washed his face haphazardly.

In just over ten seconds, Yu Shijiu finished washing her face, wiped the water off her cheeks with her hands, ignored the water droplets splashed on her wet hair, sniffed, and walked out of the bathroom.

The knocking outside the window has now stopped.

Yu Shijiu didn't pay much attention. He yawned lazily, feeling a strange urge to get sleepy.

—He should be sleepy even though he slept all afternoon.

Realizing that the game's plot was likely forcing the player to fall asleep, Yu Shijiu snorted and very naturally climbed into bed, rolling around in the blankets and wrapping himself up like a cocoon.

Hmm, it's not cold anymore now.

Yu Shijiu did not resist the power of the plot. He yawned through his teary eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, everything was a chaotic white blur. A slender, tall young man walked forward in front of him, his back straight, his thin muscles flowing smoothly beneath his white shirt. Even his entire back exuded an indescribable aloofness and self-importance.

Yu Shijiu blinked. He felt that the other person's back looked somewhat familiar. He stepped on the empty space beneath his feet and chased after him.

"Hey!"

Yu Shijiu heard his own voice ringing in his ears.

Why are you running?!

It was a voice tinged with doubt and panic.

Yu Shijiu frowned slightly, realizing she was dreaming.

In my memory, he had never spoken to anyone in that tone.

Who is this person in front of me?

Even though I called out to the other person several times in my dream, the man's figure showed no sign of turning around.

"……Hello!"

Finally, unable to contain his frustration, Yu Shijiu reached out and grabbed the other person's shoulder.

"Why didn't you answer when I asked you why you were running away?"

The young man's shoulders went limp as he was pulled, and he turned around with the force of the pull.

Yu Shijiu's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment his amber eyes became the size of an extremely terrifying pinhole.

The young man was still tall and aloof, and it wasn't hard to guess that he was good-looking, but when he turned around, what was revealed was a face covered with sticky bloodstains and dust.

The salty, fishy smell of blood, the suffocating feeling of its thick consistency making it hard to breathe...

Yu Shijiu could only hear the pounding of his own heart in his ears.

One sound after another, deafening, chilling my hands and feet.

The young man's face, whose features were obscured, stared straight at him. His eyes, mostly covered by blood, were filled with a thick, dark color, like an unbroken black cloud in the night.

"..."

The young man seemed to open his mouth, but what dripped out even faster than the sound was the blood flowing from his dark eye sockets.

"..."

Tick ​​- tick -

Blood slid down the corner of the young man's eye, down his cheek and chin, and finally dripped onto the back of Yu Shijiu's outstretched hand.

It was icy cold, yet strangely hot to the point of making one shudder.

Yu Shijiu noticed the tears rolling down her cheeks.

He stared blankly at the faceless young man in front of him, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

“You,” Yu Shijiu broke free from the shackles of the dream, grabbing the young man’s collar tightly, his nostrils filled with the thick, metallic smell of blood from the other man.

Why did you run away!

He heard his own voice carrying an indescribable sadness and questioning.

Why did you run away!

"..."