Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 904 Preparation

Just as she was trying to say something while enduring the intense visual hallucinations in front of her, Yang Hua suddenly put down the bowl and spoon in his hand and quickly walked to her side—

The next second, a warm, trembling hand grasped Fang Youhua's cold hand.

"……I know."

Yang Hua's trembling voice reached Fang Youhua's ears, "I believe you, really, Sister Fang, I truly believe you can get me out of here and help me win."

She noticed that Fang Youhua was acting strangely again... as if she was very uncomfortable with the "you" she had just used.

"..."

Fang Youhua blinked slowly, then clenched her fist on the back of her hand, gripping the trembling, warm hand.

"Ah."

Fang Youhua said, "I will take you away from here."

Leave...leave this hellish place.

In a daze, Fang Youhua seemed to see a little girl with pigtails through Yang Hua, who looked like an adult in front of her.

The little girl's pigtails were combed high, with unpleasant yellow ends. Her complexion was not as rosy and radiant as that of a typical girl; instead, it was sallow and pale due to long-term malnutrition.

She looked at Fang Youhua and revealed a big, happy, joyful smile.

"Mother……"

Fang Youhua seemed to hear her calling her, and subconsciously opened her mouth.

"Sister Fang?"

Yang Hua looked nervously at Fang Youhua's obviously dazed face and pinched her hand hard.

"what happened to you?"

"..." Fang Youhua closed her eyes and shook her head softly after regaining her senses: "It's okay, let's tidy up the table."

Yang Hua hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and responded.

The crisp sound of bowls and spoons clashing echoed once again in the main room.

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Back in their room, the five began preparing for their nighttime operation.

Using some tattered cloth they found in the cave, along with a towel and rope stored in their system backpacks, Chen Yi and Xu Han managed to build a makeshift triangular space in the passage near where they planned to contact the "other Thumbelinas." This space could provide some privacy (mainly to block out the walls).

Although it looked like a small space made up of various tattered strips of cloth, Chen Yi actually found it hard to look directly at the area that he and Xu Han had just finished making.

He was from the countryside, and looking at that hanging curtain always made him hallucinate the kind of curtains he had seen in the dry toilets when he was a child.

He Lingling carefully considered the wording she would use to speak to Thumbelina, while Anjie checked the activation status of everyone's weapons and innate skills, her brows furrowed throughout.

Talent skills must never be activated at the same time, otherwise a group of people will collapse like limp noodles and just wait to die.

Yu Shijiu sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed.

He eventually convinced Anjie and the others, and began to focus intently on sensing the itching in his left arm and the subtle movements in the soil around the door.

Yu Shijiu could feel the contamination on his arm becoming more active as night fell—evidence of which came from the fact that he could "hear" more sounds, and those previously indistinct, fragmented whispers became clearer, with some repeated words faintly discernible.

Similar to phrases like "I want food...", "Be good...", "I'm hungry...", "I want to leave...".

The last word made his heart skip a beat.

leave?

Are different Thumbelinas calling for help?

Thumbelina sat on a stool in the corner, hugging her knees and curling up, staring blankly at Yu Shijiu and the other two in the room.

After deciding what she wanted to say, He Lingling took out her water bottle and took a sip. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Thumbelina in the corner.

"..." He Lingling was silent for a few seconds, licked her slightly moistened lips, and walked towards Thumbelina in the corner.

"Would you like some water?"

He Lingling handed her water bottle, which was still half full, to Thumbelina.

Ange, who was calculating how long to use her talent skill, glanced at the person and the NPC, but didn't get involved.

Thumbelina paused for a few seconds, then shook her head.

"I just had some soup..." she whispered, "I'm not thirsty."

"Ok."

He Lingling was just looking for an excuse to talk to Thumbelina. Hearing this, she also took a stool and sat down next to Thumbelina, pretending to be curious and casually asking:

"Grandma Field Mouse said the guests are very distinguished and told you to prepare well. What does that mean?"

Thumbelina turned pale, hugged her knees tightly, and whispered, "...Yes, they want me to go on a blind date..."

He Lingling knew, of course, that Thumbelina was going on a blind date, but her current idea was to test whether Thumbelina had "remembered" anything.

For example... many "Thumbelina" girls died in underground caves.

"Blind date?"

He Lingling pretended to have just found out about this, and after a moment of surprise, said, "Well, this can be considered a good thing, right? Grandma Field Mouse probably won't send someone with poor conditions to you—"

"But I don't like him."

Thumbelina hurriedly interrupted He Lingling, her eyes even showing signs of unease and agitation.

“I’ve never even met him…” Thumbelina said, her face pale. “I’ve never met him, and I don’t like him… I don’t want to go on blind dates, and I don’t want to get married…”

"..." He Lingling paused for a few seconds to silence Thumbelina, whose face showed unease at this moment, before whispering:

So you want to leave, is that it?

Thumbelina shuddered. She looked up at He Lingling in surprise, only to be suddenly plunged into the other's large, dark pupils.

“It’s too dark and cold in the burrow…” Thumbelina murmured, her eyes wide. “There are no pretty flowers or kind birds… I don’t like it, I don’t like it here… But, but if I weren’t here… if Grandma Field Mouse hadn’t taken me in… I would… I would die… I would die… I don’t want to die… I don’t want to die and I don’t want to get married…”

He Lingling looked at Thumbelina, who was starting to ramble incoherently, and swallowed back the words that had just risen to her throat.

Thumbelina now looks like a fragile human-shaped piece of glass; she would shatter into pieces if anyone touched her even lightly.

He Lingling felt that she should not be too hasty.

Maybe things will be much better when the mole arrives tomorrow night.

dong dong dong-

When the knocking sounded, Anjie quickly went to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door were Xu Han and Chen Yi.

Xu Han and Chen Yi looked at An Jie and nodded, indicating that they had finished.

Anjie breathed a slight sigh of relief and stepped aside.

After the two entered, they found a place to sit down and rest, patiently waiting for night to fall.

During this time, Xu Han cautiously glanced at Yu Shijiu, who was leaning against the bed, several times. His gaze was so unreserved that Yu Shijiu could feel it.

"Brother Han," Yu Shijiu said with his eyes closed, "Don't look at me, it's too obvious."

Xu Han: "..."

He glanced at the stares from the others around him, chuckled, and lowered his head, remaining silent.