Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 850 Good children should help Grandma Field Mouse

Liu Zhong and Hao Ge were still squatting by the steaming earthen stove with their backs to them. Their backs looked almost the same, both with their heads hunched and shoulders bent, their hands constantly busy above the stove.

From Yang Hua's current perspective, she can't see anything.

Yang Hua felt relieved and was about to turn his head when he heard Fang Youhua's low reminder.

"Why don't you move to the side and see? Xiao Hua."

"..."

Another heart-pounding sound sent chills down my spine.

Yang Hua bit her lower lip, stood up amidst the sweet, metallic taste of blood, and slowly took a few steps to the side.

This time, from her angle, she could see Liu Zhong and the other person with their heads down, their faces covered with dense, fleshy bumps constantly swelling and shrinking, finally sticking out a long, scarlet, snake-like tongue from their wide-open mouths.

"..."

Yang Huagang's calm emotions were suddenly plunged into a strange and terrifying state.

It's actually true...

Liu Zhong and Hao Ge, Liu Zhong and Hao Ge have actually been corrupted, corrupted... Judging from the extent of this bizarre change, the two of them may have been corrupted long ago...

When was it? When exactly were they contaminated?

Is it over by the pond, or in the grass beyond the pond...?

Yang Hua's thoughts churned, a jumbled mess rolling through his mind, yet coalescing into an even larger and more difficult mystery to unravel.

She... didn't know...

If Fang Youhua hadn't reminded her, she might have continued to talk to Liu Zhong and Hao Ge about how to proceed, since they were players from the same guild and teammates in a temporary alliance.

Just then, Yang Hua's pupils suddenly contracted.

Beside the earthen stove, Liu Zhong suddenly scratched his face in frustration, violently breaking the skin of the fleshy bumps. Grayish-white pus flowed from the broken bumps, quickly trickling down his cheeks and dripping down, some even landing on the long tongue in Liu Zhong's mouth...

Then, Yang Hua witnessed General Liu stuffing his tongue, which was covered in pus and lumps, into the earthen stove.

Sizzle...

Yang Hua even briefly heard the sound of chunks of meat being scalded by oil, just like Liu Zhong, who was stuffing his tongue into the earthen stove at that moment—and Brother Hao.

The two seemed completely oblivious to the pain, their eyes fixed on the wound on their tongues, which were gradually being scalded by the hot furnace. Their robust bodies trembled incessantly, as if they were in a state of excitement.

Then... Yang Hua saw Liu Zhong and the other man scoop up his scalded tongue and take a vicious bite with their mouths wide open.

"..." When Yang Hua saw Liu Zhong and the other man enjoying their tongues, she couldn't help but take a step back. Her stomach churned violently, and the intense nausea made her want to rush out and vomit.

"Do you feel better?"

From not far away came Fang Youhua's shout: "Come to me, I have something to say."

Yang Hua walked to the recliner with a grim expression, squatted down, and remained silent, his mind filled with the scene he had just witnessed.

"...Okay, I'm feeling a little better."

Yang Hua nodded with difficulty, "I... I think they're probably beyond saving..."

They've been so contaminated that they've started eating their own tongues; Yang Hua doesn't think they can be saved.

"...That's not necessarily true."

Fang Youhua, however, held the opposite view: "It's possible things might get better."

Yang Hua: "..."

"okay."

Perhaps seeing that Yang Hua had seen enough, Fang Youhua stood up, leaning on the side of the recliner, and glanced indifferently at Liu Zhong and the other person who were immersed in their own world.

"Let's go."

Fang Youhua clenched her hand, which had barely regained some strength.

"Let's go find a room."

Yang Hua snapped back to his senses, quickly walked to Fang Youhua's side, took her hand, and whispered:

"Shall we go find him now? Where are they?"

When Yang Hua mentioned the now-corrupted Liu Zhong and Hao Ge, his throat tightened, and his voice became somewhat hurried.

"Don't worry about it." Fang Youhua seemed oblivious to Fang Youhua's fear and said with a smile, "The two of us are fine as long as we're together."

Yang Hua gritted his teeth and nodded reluctantly.

Fang Youhua is right. Anyway, they've both been contaminated, and it's probably impossible to save them. It's not that she's completely ignoring them—it's just that there's no way to manage them right now.

They can't even take care of themselves, how can they take care of Liu Zhong and Brother Hao?

Yang Hua's mind raced through countless possibilities. He grabbed Fang Youhua's hand and helped her into the other side of the cave.

The main room was completely silent.

The two figures squatting by the earthen stove, enjoying their meal, were clearly illuminated by the candlelight hanging on the wall.

On the blurry earthen wall, two huge, bloated, fat shadows were pressed tightly together, making satisfying chewing sounds.

"So...so delicious..."

With a look of enjoyment, Liu Zhong swallowed the piece of tongue he had bitten off again, licked the long tongue around his mouth, stretched it out several times by hand, and put it back into the earthen oven to roast.

sizzle-

As Liu Zhong's tongue convulsed and turned white from being roasted, Hao Ge, whose face was deathly pale, slowly turned his head. His swollen face was pale as he stared at Liu Zhong, his eyes flashing with clear pain and a twisted, frenzied greed.

"...Good, delicious..."

Hao Ge spoke in a low voice, but in the end, greed and madness prevailed, and Hao Ge began to make "quack-quack" sounds.

Liu Zhong, who was next to him, also seemed to be lured in, and opened his mouth wide to make the same sound.

"...Quack, quack—"

"Quack-quack ...

As the croaking of frogs grew louder and louder, the candlelight hanging on the wall of the main room flickered—with a whooshing sound.

The candle, which had burned to its last flame, flickered briefly before going out.

The croaking of the toads also became much hoarse.

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Inside the cave.

After visiting several seemingly similar and authentic places, Yu Shijiu began to feel irritable again.

He didn't know what was happening in the main room outside. He was just supporting the old field mouse's thin, almost withered arm, and couldn't help but ask.

"Grandma Field Mouse? Aren't we there yet?"

The girl with Thumbelina, who was being supported by the old field mouse's right arm, twitched her eyelids and looked up at Yu Shijiu.

Yu Shijiu's impression of Thumbelina has been quite good so far. He smiled at Thumbelina and then continued to look at the old field mouse.

Thumbelina blinked slowly, and the smile she received made the cramped and dark tunnel in front of her seem much brighter.

"...cough cough..."

The old field mouse coughed and pointed shakily to the dimly lit tunnel ahead, saying:

"It's up ahead. Turn right one turn ahead, and that's my room."

"Okay."

Yu Shijiu was quite happy. As long as he sent the old field mouse back to its room and locked it up—oh no, he meant to send the old field mouse back to its room to rest—he could freely "stroll" around the tunnel.

Thinking about how she had wandered around aimlessly for half a day and hadn't seen anything... Yu Shijiu's eyes flickered, and she glanced discreetly at Thumbelina to the right of the old field mouse.

The other person was carefully helping the old field mouse around the small pebbles under its feet. Its profile looked gentle and obedient. It was a truly well-behaved child that perfectly matched the old field mouse's "aesthetic".

Yu Shijiu was determined to take Thumbelina for a walk through the tunnel later, but he didn't show any of his intentions on his face.

"It's really late..."

As Yu Shijiu helped the old field mouse turn right, he casually started a conversation and said with a smile:

"Grandma Field Mouse, you must get some rest. As you get older, you need to rest well to stay healthy..."

A series of "worries" poured into the old field mouse's ears, making the latter feel much more comfortable. Even Thumbelina, who was originally a little nervous, relaxed a lot.

"It's right here."

The old field mouse, beaming with joy after being coaxed, looked at the wooden door on the right, signaling to Yu Shijiu and Thumbelina that they could relax.

"this is my room."

The old field mouse returned to its hunched-over, slow-moving state, reached out and pushed open the wooden door in front of it, and didn't forget to turn back and smile as it leisurely walked inside.

"It's getting late."

The old field mouse said, "Try to find a room to rest as soon as possible... You still have a lot of chores to do tomorrow..."

"..."

Yu Shijiu wasn't very interested in this topic, so he didn't respond.

The old field mouse didn't mind that no one was responding to it. After entering the room, it casually said a couple of words and then closed the door.

boom.

The wooden door in front of them closed tightly in front of the person and the NPC.

The two exchanged a glance, and Thumbelina couldn't help but take two steps up and tug at Yu Shijiu's clothes.

Where are we going to sleep tonight?

As she spoke, Thumbelina turned her head to look at the densely packed closed wooden doors on both sides of the tunnel, and bit her lower lip.

"...Hmm, let me think..."

Yu Shijiu wasn't really ready to leave yet. He rolled his eyes and, when Thumbelina looked at him with a puzzled expression, quickly lied:

Are you full?

Thumbelina shook her head: "Not quite full—"

"You need to digest as soon as you feel even slightly full."

Yu Shijiu interrupted Thumbelina, staring into her eyes and saying, word by word:

"Are you sure? It's winter now, and winter is the season when animals, including humans, are most likely to gain fat. If you feel even a little bit full or have any signs of being stuffed, you could gain several pounds next spring."

Thumbelina: "..."

Thumbelina didn't understand at first, but after Yu Shijiu explicitly revealed it, she hesitated and touched her belly.

It's quite bulging.

Have I not digested my food yet?

Remembering what Yu Shijiu had just said about the fat growing on her body next spring, Thumbelina suddenly stood up straight.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Thumbelina said quickly."

"We just finished eating cookies, so we should take a walk to digest and also find out how big Grandma Field Mouse's house really is."

"...But I don't feel very full..."

Seeing that Thumbelina had taken the bait, Yu Shijiu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, but he quickly put on a worried expression.

"I'm not hungry, why don't you go for a walk by yourself—"

"no!"

Yu Shijiu was interrupted abruptly by Thumbelina before he could finish his sentence.

The latter's expression was somewhat serious, with a hint of puzzling hesitation and embarrassment: "Would you like to come with me for a walk to digest our food?"

“…But,” Yu Shijiu was satisfied in her heart, but hesitated on the surface. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded and said, “Alright, then I’ll walk with you for a while.”

"!!!" Thumbelina was overjoyed and immediately grabbed Yu Shijiu's arm and jumped up.

"Great."

As Thumbelina spoke, she stood on her tiptoes and twirled gracefully in the dim, cramped, dusty tunnel.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

Yu Shijiu felt that his nose was becoming even more uncomfortable.

It's probably because there's too much dust floating around.

Yu Shijiu thought.

"let's go."

Thumbelina's eyes crinkled into crescents with joy at receiving an offer to accompany her for a walk to aid digestion. She took Yu Shijiu's hand and led her into an underground passage.

"Let's go, I think the candles here won't last much longer. We need to hurry so we can digest our food, otherwise if the candlelight goes out, we'll have to find a room to rest in the dark..."

Thumbelina chattered on and on, and her slender, gentle figure brought back memories of her mother to Yu Shijiu's mind.

My mother was just as gentle in my memory.

She was undoubtedly a good mother. No matter what, while she was alive, she truly wanted to raise Yu Shijiu well.

Unfortunately... his mother ultimately couldn't resist and committed suicide.

When Yu Shijiu recalled the bathtub filled with blood again, his emotions did not fluctuate as much as before.

People always have to grow.

Something slowly flashed through Yu Shijiu's mind. He reached back and took Thumbelina's hand, smiling as he said:

"Okay, let's hurry up and walk to digest our food. We need to get back to our room to rest before the candlelight goes out..."

"Do you know which room we're staying in?"

"Thumbelina asked."

"I know."

Yu Shijiu's expression remained unchanged as he blatantly lied, "How about we sleep in the room opposite Grandma Field Mouse?"

Thumbelina's smile froze. "The house opposite Grandma Field Mouse?"

"Yes."

Yu Shijiu, seemingly oblivious to Thumbelina's stiffness, said thoughtfully:

"It's convenient that we live close to Grandma Field Mouse. If she feels unwell at night or needs any other help, we can lend a hand since we're nearby..."

Thumbelina: "...Is that so?"

Thumbelina thought Yu Shijiu made sense, but for some reason, the more reasonable he was, the faster her heart beat, and she even had the illusion that it was about to jump out of her throat.

"Of course."

Yu Shijiu pulled Thumbelina's hand and walked deeper into the tunnel. "We're all good kids, and good kids should definitely help Grandma Field Mouse."

Thumbelina opened her mouth, but in the end, she only murmured very softly:

"Shi, Shi Jiu, um, there's something... I think we can't, we can't sleep in the same room, right?"