Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 684 The Lower Cabin

The boy had a headache from thinking, sniffed, and continued walking forward.

The piano music suddenly rushed into his ears like a storm, causing Yu Shijiu to groan in surprise.

"what?"

Yu Shijiu turned around and looked at the booth in surprise.

On the exhibition stand, Wu Huimin's hands continued to move up and down on the piano keys, but her head had already turned 180 degrees to look at them.

"Hee hee hee……"

Hearing Wu Huimin's sinister laughter from afar, Yu Shijiu remained silent for a few seconds before turning his head to meet Lu Chusheng's gaze.

"Is she out of her mind?"

Yu Shijiu asked.

“…” Lu Chusheng silently meowed.

Coming in is also good for your health... If you don't know what to say, just say "meow" and it's fine.

"Ugh."

Yu Shijiu seemed to have gleaned something from his "meow," and shook his head: "How pitiful, his brain went stupid after he died."

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng glanced at Wu Huimin, whose body was stiff not far away, and felt that she seemed to be quite angry about Yu Shijiu's words.

Can you be gentler?

She was thinking of something scary and eerie, but someone said she was stupid. It would be truly stupid of her not to get angry!

Wu Huimin glared angrily at the person and cat who had almost disappeared around the corner, her head spinning around her neck in frustration.

The piano music in the ballroom became even more "exuberant and passionate".

At the corner, Yu Shijiu looked at the equally unsightly walls and doors around him, and sighed:

"Sister Huimin really loves playing the piano. She would keep playing even if she died."

Lu Chusheng remained silent.

...Is it possible that Wu Huimin played the piano in the dance hall simply to scare people? There is also a more official explanation for this kind of strange behavior of repeating past life events in a fixed area—it is called repeating past life behaviors to deepen the progress of the player's mental pollution in the instance.

Thinking of this, Lu Chusheng looked up at the boy beside him—well, the little madman's eyes were still round and bright, showing no signs of being corrupted.

Lu Chusheng couldn't help but glance at him several times.

Yu Shijiu felt that the way it was looking at him was strange. He touched his face and hesitated, saying:

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

The big orange cat in front of me shook its head.

Yu Shijiu was even more puzzled, and said as they walked, "Hey, did you just see Sister Huimin's neck?"

The little madman looked calm and sympathetic. "Her neck was split open with a huge gash, and there was so much blood. Her clothes were stained red with blood..."

Lu Chusheng listened silently without saying a word.

He wondered why Yu Shijiu could always so easily call someone or some strange NPC "brother" or "sister".

Is this a natural outgoing personality?

"...It hurts so much to lose so much blood."

The little madman next to her suddenly murmured, "Mom bled just as much back then."

"..."

Lu Chusheng's heart trembled.

The next second, he rubbed his fluffy orange cat head against Yu Shijiu, and then gently pried open Yu Shijiu's fingers that were tightly clenched into his palm with the paw pads of his retracted claws.

Forget it.

Lu Chusheng said silently.

Let bygones be bygones.

Whether it's your mother, Laibao... or me.

Lu Chusheng suddenly didn't want Yu Shijiu to remember the past.

My own death wasn't peaceful in my memory either, and the boy on the windowsill who wanted to jump didn't seem very stable either... Maybe I should just stop thinking about it.

Lu Chusheng's tail began to wag rapidly without his notice.

"..."

The little madman stood there, completely normal, for several seconds, then scratched "Fatty's" head somewhat sheepishly.

"...Fatty."

Lu Chusheng looked up and met his gaze.

Yu Shijiu: "Why is your tail wagging like a propeller?"

Lu Chusheng: "..."

The person and the cat left the dance hall area, and the piano music stopped abruptly after they were gone.

For a fleeting moment, Wu Huimin's twisted neck made a "crackling" sound as the bones broke. Oblivious to her swaying head, she silently murmured:

"……elder brother."

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The first deck of the ship.

Xu Han gritted his teeth and stood up from the water, angrily turning back to see what had tripped him up—the entrance to the lower deck that bulged out in the water.

Xu Han: "..."

Zhu Ge, who had regained consciousness, quickly ran over and grabbed Xu Han's arm. "How are you? Are you alright? My God, how did you fall?"

Once Zhu Ge regained consciousness, there was no longer any sign of a protrusion on his head, and his pupils, which had been halved in size, had returned to normal.

"……fine."

Xu Han's buttocks actually hurt a bit from the fall, but he still forced himself to grimace and shake his head.

"I tripped and fell, but it's nothing."

"..." Brother Zhu could see through his forced composure, but instead of exposing him, he let go of his hand and sighed.

"Ugh."

Brother Zhu said, "The pollution is getting worse and worse now, and we don't know when the border will be reopened."

"It'll be here soon—hiss!"

Xu Han watched as Brother Zhu turned his head and kicked the bottom hatch. The pain made his legs go weak, and he fell back into the water.

Brother Zhu hurriedly turned around and met Xu Han, who had fallen into the puddle. "What happened? What happened? Is there something strange?"

Xu Han grimaced and shook his head, saying no, "My legs were weak and I accidentally fell."

They didn't mention a word about what they had just done.

Brother Zhu stared at him suspiciously for a while before turning his gaze away and continuing to drain the water.

Standing by the hold door, Xu Han stared at the hold door that had just caused him to slip and fall, his face flushed with anger.

Damn it! What a bunch of idiots! Why are they always tripping people up?!

His face turned red with anger, and as he tried to stand up, he suddenly heard someone crying.

cry?

Who is crying?

Xu Han's suspicious gaze shifted to the NPCs and players with horns gathered on the other side—they were all busy draining the water, and no one was crying at all.

But given their current position, who else but them can cry...?

Xu Han's puzzled gaze drifted downwards as the increasingly loud crying grew louder, and a chill ran down his spine.

He finally found the source of the crying.

Not anywhere else, but right here beside him—under the hold door.

"Meow...meow meow meow...meow meow..."

"Help...save me..."

"Someone... someone save us..."

"I...don't want to die...I...don't want to die...I don't want to die...ah..."

"..."

A cacophony of cries and pleas for help came from behind the hold door. Further back, there was even the sound of fingernails scratching at the hold door—Xu Han was so frightened that he crouched back several steps, almost falling on his backside again.

The door... there's someone behind it?!

Xu Han stared in shock at the bottom hatch, which was already submerged in the shallow water, unable to believe it.

No one has entered the hold in the past few days, let alone so many people...

How could there be anyone in the hold?