Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 689 Fragmented Memories

He Lingling found it strange and clicked her tongue, saying, "See? Fei Fei told you not to talk nonsense."

Yu Shijiu was a little unhappy and muttered, "I didn't say anything wrong..."

He genuinely thought Shi Yuan's talent was excellent and was somewhat envious.

Such a talent skill, although it will most likely hurt a bit when activated, can truly save a life.

No one knew what Yu Shijiu was thinking, because He Lingling hesitated for a moment as she watched the staggering figure carrying Shi Yuan walk forward—

"Shi Jiu".

He Lingling: "Do you think Feifei is strong?"

Lu Chusheng, who was already walking towards Sun Qin, was speechless.

Sometimes... He Lingling's thoughts are quite simple and easy to understand.

For example now.

The little madman must have understood the implication behind her words—

"Of course it's huge."

Yu Shijiu, carrying an axe, swaggered towards He Lingling and said with a smile:

"Shi Jiu is the strongest cat I've ever seen! Sister Lingling, you don't know, back in real life, Fei Fei once knocked over several trash cans all by herself, no, all by the strength of a cat."

Back then, Fei Fei wasn't as big as she is now. Now that she's bigger, she must be stronger too.

Yu Shijiu thought it was only natural.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

The moment Yu Shijiu finished speaking, he felt several sharp pains deep in his brain.

Some fragmented memories hidden deep within his mind were awakened—Lu Chusheng, a freshman in college, looked at the trash cans that had been knocked over in the garbage storage area and felt a splitting headache.

"Noble."

Lu Chusheng saw his younger self's expression turn helpless as he reprimanded a little orange cat hiding behind an overturned trash can with its head hunched over and its ears flattened in an extremely serious tone.

"Didn't I say you shouldn't run around the trash cans? Look at all this trash. Are you going to grow arms to clean it up, or should I apologize to the grandma who's in charge of cleaning this area?"

The little orange cat stared at him with its round, green eyes, its rapidly wagging tail clearly conveying its guilty conscience.

Lu Chusheng had a headache and was about to go over to clean up the mess when he suddenly heard a boy shout—

Why are you cursing Fatty?

He subconsciously looked up and met the eyes of the skinny boy who was leaning out of the window.

“You keep scolding Fatty,” the boy said, his round almond-shaped eyes wide with displeasure. “It’s so scared it’s cowering away, and you still scold it.”

"...Shi Jiu, it did something wrong—"

"It's just a kitten."

The boy became even more upset upon hearing this and angrily retorted, "What does it know!"

"..."

The young male college student finally couldn't maintain his composure and let out a long sigh.

"it is good."

The male college student resigned himself to his fate and then walked to the spot next to the trash can where there were brooms and other cleaning tools—the little orange cat was hiding there.

The boy by the window, seeing this, quickly shouted, "Fatty! Run! He's going to hit you!!!"

Lu Chusheng: "?"

He turned his head in surprise—the little orange cat hiding behind the broom and trash can meowed, leaped up like a small cannonball, grabbed his shoe, and nimbly climbed up the water pipe leading to the second floor.

Lu Chusheng watched helplessly as the little orange cat leaped across the walls and quickly climbed up to the second-floor window sill, then squeezed through the gap in the railing.

On the windowsill, the boy, who had been looking unhappy, suddenly beamed and hugged the dirty little orange cat, laughing excitedly.

"Oh my God!"

Hearing the undisguised praise, Lu Chusheng exclaimed, "Feifei, you're amazing! You can run so fast! Next time! Next time a nurse brings me cake, I'll definitely save some extra for you!"

"..."

Lu Chusheng opened his mouth: "It's dirty—"

"Oh my, Fatty, you seem to have gotten fatter! Have you grown up recently? Fatty, you're so strong! You can knock over those trash cans that are so much bigger than you! You're amazing!"

"..."

The fragmented memories ended with the image of Lu Chusheng bending down to pick up a broom—in reality, a stiff, cold corpse, no, a body, was suddenly placed on Lu Chusheng's back.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

"Of course."

Lu Chusheng heard Yu Shijiu's lowered voice: "Feifei is very kind. It likes to play with children. As long as you don't hurt it, there will be no problem. It's just helping to carry someone. Feifei will definitely be more than willing."

"Isn't that right, Fatty?"

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He lowered his eyelids and let out a soft meow.

"look!"

The little madman's cheerful and proud voice rang out again: "Fatty is just so kind and loves everyone."

He Lingling laughed, "Feifei is so well-behaved. I think it takes after you, Shi Jiu. You're strong, obedient, and well-behaved."

"..."

Lu Chusheng's silence and Sun Qin's involuntary cough created a peculiar background sound in the dimly lit staircase.

Yu Shijiu seemed completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere and nodded, saying, "You're right."

"..." He Lingling was also a little stuck, and for a moment she couldn't bear to continue to coax Yu Shijiu.

Hmm... With a personality like this, where he can just say a few nice words, Yu Shijiu really needs to be a bit stubborn, ruthless, vicious, and a ruthless killer... just to barely survive in the Dawn Game.

Completely unaware that she had also unconsciously begun to "beautify" Yu Shijiu, He Lingling felt a little guilty. After coughing lightly, she returned to the main topic.

"What's next?"

He Lingling posed the question and said softly, "If I'm not mistaken, it will continue to rain tomorrow, and the person chosen... will be me."

"..."

Sun Qin, who was helping to support Shi Yuan's stiff body, felt a chill run down her spine and said in astonishment:

"Haven't we already chosen the offerings? The rain has stopped, why do we have to continue choosing—"

She couldn't continue speaking; countless words churned in her throat, but she swallowed them back whole.

He Lingling knew how she was feeling and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she looked at Yu Shijiu calmly and said:

"How's the first deck? Have the crew NPCs been contaminated?"

If they hadn't been contaminated, they might have been able to reach the first deck for help tomorrow—in the fight between the NPCs, the players could have survived until the game ended.

"...I'm not quite sure about that."

Yu Shijiu was unusually embarrassed and whispered:

"I came here as soon as I woke up, originally wanting to find a monster to fight... but I didn't expect to be too late, it was all over."

He Lingling: "..."

Sun Qin: "..."

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng lowered his eyelids and walked down the stairs step by step, letting out a sigh of relief with lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately... we arrived late.