Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 841 After the Bushes

Yang Hua's voice seemed to come from a very, very far place. Fang Youhua blinked slowly and stood up, supporting herself on the ground.

"……fine."

She shook her head in a hoarse voice.

"I am fine."

"..." Yang Hua hesitated for a moment: "Are you really alright?"

"Ah."

Fang Youhua wiped her blood-covered hands on her clothes. "Let's go."

Yang Hua looked at Fang Youhua's hands covered in blood, his heart pounding wildly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Why did Fang Youhua suddenly freeze in place and not move, and even suddenly pull out a knife and stab the grass carp that helped them to death?

Yang Hua wanted to ask, but seeing Fang Youhua's indifferent expression, she struggled for a while and finally decided not to.

Never mind... Maybe Fang Youhua saw something unpleasant?

Yang Hua couldn't help but turn around and glance at the completely silent pond behind him, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Behind them, in the pond, the toads that had been stopped by the strange fish were frozen on the lotus leaves, their torn flesh flying everywhere, and countless viscous liquids dripping from their wounds, falling little by little into the pond water.

The toads stared intently at them, their long, scarlet tongues dangling from their gaping mouths, like some kind of eerie red cloth.

From a distance, Yang Hua felt that those tongues looked as if they were strangling the toads...

Startled by the bizarre guess in his mind, Yang Hua pinched himself hard, lowered his head, and quickly ran to Fang Youhua's side to walk alongside her.

Ahead, Hao Ge and Liu Zhong walked slowly side by side toward the huge patch of grass in the distance—in front of the grass, the five members of the "Living" guild were standing still, looking up at something.

Yang Hua didn't care much about Liu Zhong and the other two; she was more concerned about Yu Shijiu and the others.

The five of them had reached the shore much earlier than them, so they should have left long ago...

Yang Hua sensed something was amiss and tugged at Fang Youhua's arm:

"Sister Fang...why aren't they leaving?"

Fang Youhua had just calmed herself down when she heard this. She looked up at the five people in front of her and said calmly:

"It's probably because not everyone is here."

Yang Hua was taken aback: "Not everyone is here?"

"Ah."

Fang Youhua replied without turning his head, "Isn't that right? We haven't stood with them yet, have we?"

"..." Yang Hua was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "Sister Fang, we are competitors with them..."

"It's precisely because we're in a competitive relationship."

Fang Youhua: "If we're not together and not participating in the same game or event, how can we determine who wins and who loses?"

Yang Hua: "..."

That makes a lot of sense.

"Don't think too much about it."

Fang Youhua said, "Let's go. Let's finish the storyline as soon as possible. Whether we win or lose, we can go back and get some rest."

Yang Hua fell silent.

She did want to say something to boost morale, since their guild had already eliminated several people—but what good is it if she says it all by herself? Everyone has to speak and think about it.

Thinking of this, Yang Hua could only sigh softly and silently continue walking forward.

Forget it.

It's just one person more or less.

It's not a big deal.

Yang Hua silently comforted himself.

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"Do you want to go?"

He Lingling was being supported by An Jie. She had only recently regained consciousness, and her legs were still a little weak. Her voice was very low.

"...let's go."

Anjie glanced at Yu Shijiu, who was already eagerly walking forward while holding Thumbelina's hand, and after a slight hesitation, she said:

"Don't get separated."