Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 716 Is it too late?

Who doesn’t want to live?

Nobody wants to die.

Even those patients who contemplate suicide every day are filled with fear before they attempt it.

Slitting wrists, hanging, swallowing pills, jumping off a building... which of these ways of dying isn't painful?

It's just a desire for someone to care about you, and to remind you of the beauty of being alive, so that they can continue to linger on and on, urging you to hold on a little longer.

Look how blue the sky is, how green the water is, how warm the sunshine feels on your skin, how beautiful the sound of raindrops splashing is...

Humans are just primates organized by various emotions.

We have emotions; we can cry, laugh, get excited, break down, and scream... That's what makes us human.

Brother Zhu considers himself a normal person.

He really wanted to live, no, he desperately wanted to live.

People who have died once are more eager to live.

What's more... he has a wife and children, a family that seems very happy and perfect to outsiders and even to himself.

So Brother Zhu doesn't want to die.

He wanted to live.

I just want to go back alive and live with my wife and children, living a simple and peaceful life.

As he was thinking, Zhu Ge spotted Xu Han hunched over and sneaking around in the corridor ahead.

Zhu Ge opened his mouth to call out to him, but then kept quiet, worried that there might be ram-headed people hiding nearby.

Let's go after them and see what happens.

Xu Han, who was ahead, had already reached the end of the corridor and was about to go downstairs to the first floor when he felt something moving behind him after taking just two steps.

Xu Han paused, swallowed, and slowly turned around.

It shouldn't be a sheep-headed person or anything like that—Holy crap!!!

Xu Han was so frightened by the sudden appearance of Brother Zhu that he almost fell down the stairs, but fortunately, he held onto the railing very firmly.

Brother Zhu, who had run over, looked somewhat guilty: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Xu Han, his hands stained with red rust, shook his head, steadied himself, and whispered, "Brother Zhu, what brings you here?"

Zhu Ge definitely couldn't admit that he came for the points settlement and continue to lie out of guilt:

"I'm only looking at you, and I'm a little... a little fixated on you—"

"alright."

Xu Han rolled her eyes. "Points are points, but you can't even hide the guilt on your face when you say that."

Brother Zhu: "..."

His face flushed instantly, and he didn't know what to say to ease the awkwardness.

"It's good for the points."

Xu Han, who had exposed him, turned around and continued walking downstairs. "Let's make this clear first, try not to run away alone. I'm a weakling too, and I definitely can't save you, Brother Zhu, if we encounter danger. After all, you look like you're full of energy, unlike me, who's all muscle and no strength."

Xu Han pinched his arm as he spoke—but couldn't move it.

Xu Han coughed, "Looks like the increased exercise lately has really had some effect. I was wondering why I wasn't even tired from running around, haha..."

Brother Zhu: "..."

Brother Zhu watched Xu Han's tall and imposing figure from behind and remained silent.

But perhaps it was just good luck. The two of them walked all the way from the first-floor cabin to the bottom deck, opened the door, and even went down to the "sheep pen" to squat down and collect the goat carcasses—but they didn't see a single person who looked like a goat-headed man.

Zhu Ge and Xu Han, who had wrapped the remains in large cloths, each carried a large bundle and headed straight for the bottom hatch.

"What use is this bone?"

As Zhu Ge finally stepped out of the hold, he looked up at the increasingly heavy rain and felt a chill run down his spine.

"I do not know."

Xu Han struggled to hook the bottom hatch with his foot to close it, saying, "I'm just a worker."

Brother Zhu: "..."

Yeah, he's just someone shamelessly trying to rack up points.

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Three decks.

After Yu Shijiu cut off the giant sheep's head for what seemed like the umpteenth time, a new sheep's head quickly grew from the severed neck—this time, the sheep's head looked more like a female figure.

Yu Shijiu's swollen and excited brain throbbed several times, allowing him to vaguely discern the shadows of several women on the newly grown sheep-head face before him.

Wu Huimin, the woman in the morning robe, the short-haired girl, the long-haired woman, and other faces he had seen before.

The women's faces were blended into the wool, their lifeless, empty eyes filled with a heavy, inky black, like clouds constantly shrouded in a downpour.

"Meow!"

Suddenly, a fluffy cat-like shadow leaped past Yu Shijiu's back. It was Feifei who had knocked away another sheep-headed man who had just assembled himself.

"How many heads do you have left?"

Yu Shijiu felt himself starting to get tired, and his wrists, which had been doing chopping motions for a long time, were starting to ache—this was not a good sign.

This indicates that the positive effects of innate skills are slowly disappearing.

Once the effects of her innate skill completely wore off... Yu Shijiu was almost unable to move.

This is a side effect after using "Kill".

In the end, he will find it difficult to even perform a simple action like blinking.

I'm not really scared, but I feel like dying like this would be such a waste—I haven't even participated in the guild tournament yet, I haven't had enough of Brother Chen's food, and I haven't done anything I promised Sister An...

And, Mom.

Thinking of the woman in the fish tank, her body turned deathly pale, Yu Shijiu blinked slowly, and a cold liquid slid down her cheek from the corner of her eye.

What's wrong with brute force to beat the game...? Why not?

He didn't believe it.

“As long as…” Yu Shijiu looked at the familiar female faces on the giant sheep’s face, met their empty and fearful eyes, and gave a strange smile.

"Kill you...kill all the sheep, and...it's almost dawn, isn't it?"

Yu Shijiu took a deep breath, gripped his axe, and charged at the giant sheep again, ignoring the sheep-headed people rushing at him and the wool seeping into his nasal mucosa with each breath.

The blood-stained axe struck the giant ram's neck again. At the same time, Yu Shijiu's shoulder was pierced by the giant ram's hoof-like hands, and blood flowed out of the wound.

Upon smelling the blood, Lu Chusheng turned around instantly, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

Yu Shijiu himself seemed oblivious, continuing to wield the axe with increasing force.

The crunching sound is the sound of flesh being cut open again.

The giant ram emitted heart-wrenching bleating sounds and a woman's pitiful wails, so loud that everyone on deck had to cover their ears.

"How much longer?"

He Lingling inquired.

Shi Yuan's weak and feeble state had recovered to about 90%. She pulled the blanket down on her body, pretending not to see that the area underneath was soaked by the rain.

The wet blanket was heavy, as heavy as a stone.

"Less than half an hour."

Shi Yuan glanced at his watch. "Is there enough time?"

"...There's still time."

He Lingling pursed her lips and asked, "How is Shi Jiu doing now?"