Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 724 Extra - A Jin

Ah Jin was recruited onto the ship by Angkor.

At first, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that someone of his height and personality could be recruited by Angkor to work on a boat. No, he meant to work.

Ah Jin remembers that he seemed to have cried at the time, or rather, he cried quite ugly. Then, Angkor slapped him on the shoulder and he gagged violently.

Angkor said this at the time: "Your name is Ah Kim, right? Alright! What kind of behavior is this, a grown man crying like this?! Aren't you ashamed? I'm ashamed for you! Okay, okay, who else is in the house?"

Ah Jin's shoulder was in terrible pain. He touched his shoulder with trembling hands, lowered his head, and choked out:

"And then there's my wife and our newborn baby..."

"Just born?"

Angkor frowned: "Why are you here instead of taking care of your wife right after she was born? Who else at home can take care of her?"

Akin was speechless. He wanted to say that he wouldn't have come to work on the ship if he hadn't been short of money to support his wife and children, since he didn't have much education or experience at sea... But even the dumbest person knows that this is something that can't be said.

how to say?

What could he say?

So in the end, Akin told a lie, and he whispered in response:

“Brother Wu, I, I have a younger sister. She happens to be at home recently. Our family is poor and doesn’t have much money. I can’t find a job either... so, I thought I’d come here to try my luck.”

That's luck.

If Ah Jin hadn't come because he was too scared, he wouldn't have been chosen by Angkor to work on the boat.

"younger sister?"

Angkor's expression was somewhat strange for some reason. "Your sister isn't going to school anymore?"

A-Jin's heart skipped a beat. His subconscious thought was to say that even boys in families like theirs couldn't go to school, let alone girls—but his subconscious told him that he had to lie again.

So Ah Jin lied again: "My sister is in junior high school, and the tuition is quite high. My wife just had a baby, so I was thinking of seeing if I could find a job with a higher salary..."

This statement was seven parts truth and three parts falsehood. Even Ah Jin himself was a little scared when he said it, fearing that the job he had just secured would slip away again.

"Angkor, Angkor, I really need this job, I really, really need it! Please, please don't go back on your word—"

As Ah Jin was talking, he was about to kneel down and beg Angkor, but Angkor grabbed his arm and froze on the spot.

"Alright, alright, stop kneeling all the time. This isn't the era of landlords anymore. Who can stand kneeling like this all the time?"

Wu Ge glanced at him impatiently, his gaze lingering for a moment on Ah Jin's dark, thin face, then looking at his frail figure, a sigh flashing across his eyes.

A chill ran through A-Jin, who thought he was doomed.

That's it. With his physique, his short stature that looks weak, and his thin, ugly appearance, what high-paying job would hire him? Let alone a job on this kind of large ship. This manager called Angkor must have just said it offhand—

“Come to work here tomorrow,” Brother Wu said, taking the clothes handed to him by the man next to him and tossing them to Ah Jin. “The clothes are clean. Remember to take a shower when you come tomorrow, so you don’t get them dirty.”

“And this,” Wu Ge pulled out more than six hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to him, “It’s for your wife to nourish her body. It’s not much. Have your sister buy her some meat to eat.”

"Okay, okay, okay! I know, I know!"

Ah Jin was overjoyed to receive the clothes, and repeatedly bowed to express his gratitude. On the way back, he almost tripped and fell several times.

"Ah, Ah Fen, I found a job! I found a job!"

When Akin got back, he waved the crew uniform and money in his hand at his wife, who was bending over cooking in the kitchen:

"On the ship! The pay is really high! You and the kids won't have to suffer with me anymore!"

His wife was deathly pale. Her body, having just given birth, was too weak to support her bending over to cook and wash vegetables. With every step she took, she could feel the blood flowing out from beneath her.

"Really?" His wife, her body hunched over, turned her head to look at him, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes. "What kind of work is it on a ship? It can't be anything dangerous—"

"How can it be?!"

Ajin walked into the small kitchen, took the spatula from his wife's hand, squinted at her, and waved it at her:

"Get out! You just gave birth, you can't keep moving around like this. Go lie down in bed, I'll cook some food and bring it to you later!"

The wife tried to stop him: "You're a man—"

"What's wrong with the man?"

Ah Jin dodged her hand and said angrily, "Go back and lie down. Haven't I always cooked for myself like this before? You need to take care of your health, you know? Hurry up, hurry up, go away! Don't get in my way!"

His wife couldn't stop him, and in the end, she walked away with a hunched back.

Yes, Ah Jin's wife is a hunchback and not good-looking. She is thin and pale, and after giving birth, she has lost all her energy.

Ah Jin swung the spatula with all his might, and the steaming hot air rose from the edge of the pot, burning his eyes.

Both his wife and Ajin were orphans who were abandoned at a young age. Ajin was short and dark-skinned, and long-term malnutrition caused him to exude a poor and wretched air from the inside out. His wife was a hunchback with a physical defect, and the fleshy protrusion on her back weighed down her figure. Who would have thought that they were not even thirty years old?

The poor are born into hardship... Ah Jin is optimistic. He and his wife didn't want children at first, but this child just happened.

The couple initially discussed having an abortion, and Ah Jin took out all his money to take his wife to a large hospital for a check-up and to inquire about the abortion. The doctor told them that his wife's body was not suitable for an abortion, and if she had the abortion, she would never be able to have children again.

After a long silence, Ajin said "hit"—but his wife refused.

The wife believes they still need to have a child, and if they can't raise it in the future, then so be it.

“I can’t bear to part with him,” his wife said through tears. “I never thought I would have a child in my life. Ah Jin, please keep him. If we really can’t afford to raise him in the future, we’ll…we’ll send him to an orphanage…”

After nearly half a month of back and forth, Ajin gave in.

Fate seemed to take a turn for the better the moment the child was born. Ah Jin found a "good job" and was assigned by Angkor to milk goats in the hold. Goat milk was a good thing. Ah Jin hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth and secretly put a bag of it into the wine bag.

He wanted to secretly take it back to nourish his wife's body.

This went on for almost six months until an accident occurred on the ship.

The more worried Ah Jin was about being discovered when he accidentally killed Yao An, the more terrified he became when he saw the torrential rain.

What if it keeps raining?

If he never gets back, what will happen to his wife and newborn child...?

Will they die? Will they all die?

When the female stewardess in the second-floor cabin was pulled to the third-floor deck, Akin, who was from the lower class, seemed to realize something.

He took the goat's milk from the wine pouch he always carried at his waist, and drank it down amidst the torrential rain overhead and the girl's pleading cries.

……So be it.

Ah Jin thought in a daze—I want to live so badly, I want this rain to stop so badly…