Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 660 Air

This discovery thrilled Yu Shijiu—it had three decks of cabins! This was simply incredible!

"A knife! The knife is behind her feet!"

The neurotic man, lying on the ground, saw the knife the short-haired woman had hidden behind her foot and instantly roared excitedly:

"She's behind her feet! Behind her feet! She's stopping the sacrifice! She's stopping us from being saved!"

"She's a traitor! She's a traitor among us! Grab her! Grab her!"

The man's excited voice instantly drowned out all the noise. Those kneeling on the ground looked up at the short-haired woman. The burly man's actions were even more direct and brutal. He strode towards the short-haired woman.

The short-haired woman tried to run, but due to the size difference, the burly man grabbed her arm and threw her aside!

Bang!

The short-haired woman appeared to have been thrown onto a hard object, letting out a painful scream.

Among the crowd, only a few women looked up at her. One of them, a curly-haired woman kneeling on the ground, stared in the direction of the short-haired woman. Her hands trembled as she supported herself on the ground. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally crawled over to help the short-haired woman who was in pain and could not stand up.

"Don't provoke them..."

The woman with curly hair had a soft voice, and the gentle, trembling tone at the end of her voice made it even more memorable.

That voice—Yu Shijiu remembered it.

The curly-haired woman who appeared to be a "second-floor waitress".

As if to verify Yu Shijiu's thoughts, the features of the curly-haired woman with the blurred face gradually became clear. After the blurry cover was removed, her equally delicate and beautiful face was now full of fear, and her pale lips were trembling.

"...Don't mess with them...Don't mess with them...They're insane...They really will kill...They've already killed more than one person..."

The short-haired woman being supported by her was in so much pain that she couldn't respond at all. She could only clutch her abdomen, which had just been hit, and keep groaning in pain.

"Made!"

The burly man, panting heavily, squatted down to pick up the blood-stained knife from the ground, and kicked the short-haired woman hard as he passed by.

"Go die if you want to! Don't drag us down with you! You stupid woman! I told you not to let women on board. What good is money? A bunch of brainless idiots, are these people even human? They're just cheap goods for us to exploit..."

The short-haired woman coughed up blood after being kicked to the ground. Seeing this, the curly-haired woman who was supporting her was terrified and immediately begged for mercy.

"Sir, Miss, she... Miss was just saying it casually, just saying it casually..."

"Tsk."

The burly man didn't even glance at her, and walked straight toward Wu Huimin, who was still laughing and cursing against the pillar.

"whee……"

The blood flowing from Wu Huimin's ankle had spread down to her waist, and the scarlet blood bloomed into "red flowers" on her white dress, almost distorting the retinas of everyone present.

Just as the burly man was about to make his move, Yu Shijiu, despite the immense pressure, finally managed to stand behind him.

"Curse us? I'd like to see how you continue your curses!"

puff!

Wu Huimin's voice stopped abruptly as the sharp knife pierced her flesh. A gurgling sound of blood flowing came from her throat. She opened her mouth, but could no longer utter a sound.

The burly man pulled out his knife, and bright red blood splattered from his slit throat, staining his entire upper body red.

At the same time, Yu Shijiu looked down at his axe, which seemed to have struck thin air, and was momentarily stunned.

This... I can't even touch him?

Yu Shijiu was somewhat disappointed that he hadn't expected to miss the other person. He slowly put away his axe, realizing his "identity" on the third deck of the ship.

The illusion—or rather, the past of this game instance—is a more accurate description.

"..."

"Bitch."

The burly man pulled the knife from Wu Huimin's neck. He wiped the blood from his face, and the ferocity in his features, obscured by a blur, disgusted Yu Shijiu.

"Why don't you scream?"

The burly man crouched down, reached out and patted Wu Huimin's face, which was gradually turning pale and bloodless, and grinned maliciously:

"Keep cursing us, huh? Why aren't you cursing us anymore? Why aren't you shouting anymore?!"

The burly man's voice kept ringing out in the area covered in wool. Yu Shijiu found it annoying, but since she couldn't reach him, she could only frown to show her impatience.

So annoying...

Yu Shijiu closed his eyes.

This man... he's getting more and more annoying. Why can't I run into him? Otherwise—

"Okay, okay."

The man with the crazed expression seemed to be in a daze for a few seconds after seeing Wu Huimin's throat slit, then crawled to the burly man's feet and hugged his calf.

"It's a success...it's a success..."

The crazed man kept repeating, "We have successfully sacrificed her... Sea God, Sea God will save us... Sea God will definitely save us..."

As he spoke, the burly man who was being held by the calf clearly tried to kick him away, but just then—the rain that had been falling incessantly suddenly subsided.

Yu Shijiu was in a different space from them, and his head and body were dry, so the torrential rain did not get on him.

However, these NPCs, who are clearly "guests," are obviously constantly being washed by the torrential rain.

--etc.

Yu Shijiu suddenly realized something.

It seems that from the very beginning... he hadn't noticed the rain-soaked marks on the NPCs in front of him, nor the ubiquitous, dense sound of rain.

Why didn't I notice these things at first? Was it because of the different spaces we were in?

"It really works! It really does!"

The burly man suddenly stood up, laughing loudly as he spread his arms wide in the rain and roared:

"I will leave this place! I will definitely leave this place alive!"

The deranged man lay prostrate on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing to Wu Huimin, whose throat had been slit and was bleeding profusely, while making strange noises as he kowtowed.

"...Sea God...Sea God will save us..."

The man's voice grew louder and louder, and the crowd that had been kneeling motionless on the ground began to kowtow one after another, opening their mouths to repeat the man's words.

"...Sea God...Sea God will save us..."

"...The sea is our god who will never abandon us...Sleep, sleep...We'll always be together...We'll always...always be together..."

"..."

The strange, dense humming reminded Yu Shijiu of a song that Xu Han had repeated.

—It was a tune that the crew members hummed late at night in the dormitory.

The "guests" on the second deck were also singing... so the crew on the first deck also knew about the "sacrifice"...

When this possibility came to mind, Yu Shijiu instinctively thought of "Angkor Wat".

The waitress who was sacrificed was his own sister—did Angkor know that?