Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 687 Sacrifice is Useful

What are they going to do?

Yu Shijiu stood by the door, her eyes wide, and hesitated before asking, "Are you trying to sneak in?"

But why slide on your knees to blend into the crowd?

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He watched as He Lingling and Sun Qin, looking somewhat disheveled, blended into the crowd, and fell silent.

Lu Chusheng could roughly guess what He Lingling and the other person were thinking... that by keeping their bodies low to the ground, they wouldn't be easily discovered.

"...Meow."

To avoid embarrassing Yu Shijiu, Lu Chusheng responded softly—although he wasn't quite sure what He Lingling and the other person were doing.

Yu Shijiu was still puzzled. Looking at the sacrificial rituals that were exactly the same as those in the illusion not far away, he slightly turned his wrist and gripped the axe that suddenly appeared in his hand.

"……Oh."

Yu Shijiu nodded seriously: "I understand."

Lu Chusheng: "..."

So what exactly did you find out?

"what."

Yu Shijiu, who seemed to have learned something, narrowed his eyes, his astonished gaze falling on the "offering" who was surrounded and kneeling in worship by the crowd.

"That offering looks kind of familiar."

Lu Chusheng subconsciously looked over, his pupils dilating slightly.

Shi Yuan.

Why was Shi Yuan the first offering?

Based on Lu Chusheng's speculation, the first "sacrifice" is most likely Wu Huimin, and it is possible that Wu Huimin will choose a scapegoat... The person chosen should be Sun Qin, who has been playing the piano on the exhibition stand.

Why Shi Yuan?

What exactly happened in the second-floor cabin while Yu Shijiu was unconscious?

Completely unaware that Yu Shijiu and Lu Chusheng had gone up to the third-floor cabin, He Lingling and Sun Qin knelt on the ground, muttering the same prayers as the NPCs and monsters around them—although both of them thought these "prayer phrases" were utter nonsense.

If you really want to live, go die yourself! It's shameless to use these defenseless waitresses as sacrifices!

Beneath He Lingling's seemingly fearful and devout exterior lies a very vulgar tongue.

Sun Qin's case is even more obvious.

She secretly glanced at Shi Yuan, whose pupils were gradually dilating and becoming chaotic. Her eyes were red, and she bit the soft flesh in her mouth, constantly suppressing the urge to run up to him.

Fortunately, the monsters around her all had bloodshot eyes and were panting heavily, which was enough for Sun Qin to blend in.

Will it hurt a lot? Will it hurt a lot? Will it hurt a lot... Of course it hurts, of course it hurts a lot...

These repetitive self-talks kept looping in Sun Qin's mind, eventually bringing tears to her sore eyes.

Ironically, as this absurd "sacrifice ceremony" came to an end, the torrential rain suddenly subsided considerably.

The leading men with sheep-headed heads made strange "baa" sounds from their throats, as if they were announcing good news, or as if they were laughing.

He Lingling felt her hands and feet turn cold as she listened, and silently raised her head to look at Shi Yuan, who was hanging upside down.

Shi Yuan's hands, feet, and throat, which had been cut open, were bleeding slowly, indicating that she was on the verge of death.

Noticing that Sun Qin was trembling beside her, He Lingling slowly took her hand and gently left a few words on the other's palm.

——Don’t be afraid.

Shi Yuan will not die.

Sun Qin gritted her teeth and suppressed her fear, her fingers twitching slightly.

"...Meow...It's a success..."

The burly, ram-headed man at the head spoke in a human voice: "Sea God... has accepted our offerings... Baa... Can we... Baa... safely... return home... Baa..."

The remaining ram-headed men let out sharp cheers, and for a moment the entire deck was filled with various bleating sounds of sheep and the occasional, less-than-perfect, intermittent conversations of humans.

"She looks like she's about to die."

Behind the door, Yu Shijiu squinted at Shi Yuan, who was hanging upside down, feeling somewhat irritated:

Why does she always look like she's about to die?

This is how it is in the hotel instance, and it's the same in this instance.

He was starting to wonder if the other person was some kind of unlucky star reincarnated.

"..."

Lu Chusheng didn't know how to respond to him, so he chose to remain silent.

Should we go out?

The boy next to her asked in a "lively" manner, "It seems like Sister Lingling's movements are a bit stiff."

"..."

Lu Chusheng glanced at He Lingling, who was hesitating to stand up in the crowd, and licked his lips.

Captain Lu, realizing what he had just done, became even more stiff than He Lingling.

Yu Shijiu, who waited a few seconds without receiving a response, was speechless.

"Fatty?"

Yu Shijiu looked down at "Feifei" beside her legs, whose tail had stopped wagging, and a strange sense of contradiction arose in her heart once again.

"...Meow."

Captain Lu, snapping out of his daze, responded in a high-pitched voice.

Yu Shijiu was satisfied—Captain Lu, hidden beneath the orange cat's skin, had become rosy-cheeked.

The moment Shi Yuan's blood drained from his body, the weather, which had already turned into a light drizzle, became completely overcast.

The goat-headed monsters kneeling on the deck waited patiently for more than a minute, finally becoming completely convinced that the "sacrifice" had worked.

The ram-headed man at the head turned his head to look at the lifeless "sacrifice," and suddenly stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked it around.

"Huh...it works..."

"The rain... baa... has stopped... baa..."

“The sacrifice…the sheep is…useless now…someone…drag her sheep…corpse…to the kitchen…sheep…”

Soon another man with a goat's head nodded, seemingly about to walk to the railing and call the crew NPCs below to come up and deal with the mess.

He Lingling's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously stood up and said, "I'll do it."

The man with the sheep's head paused, then looked down at He Lingling, who had suddenly spoken up in the crowd.

Sun Qin, standing next to her, was trembling with fear, but she still mustered up the courage to raise her hand: "Me too, let's go together."

The ram-headed man's cold, chilling gaze fell on Sun Qin, causing her to stiffen involuntarily and lower her head in fear.

“…Meow.”

The man with the sheep's head made an unintelligible bleating sound from his throat. His eerie, horizontal pupils darted around in his eye sockets, as if scrutinizing He Lingling and Sun Qin, finally settling on the white dresses they were wearing.

"……Can."

The man with the goat's head gave a strange smile and raised his hand to signal that the rest of the people could leave.

Under his command, the woolen people who had been kneeling on the deck, both men and women, instantly stood up and walked towards the cabin door, swinging their already hoofed hands and feet.

Lu Chusheng, who was behind the door, bit Yu Shijiu's clothes and pulled him into the shadows.

Yu Shijiu was very obedient this time, taking several steps back until she was pressed against the wall before stopping.

In the dim and murky light, the sheep-like monsters walked up to the second floor one after another, and Yu Shijiu's gaze fell on them, as if he were examining some novel thing.

Lu Chusheng looked up at him.

Even in the darkness, Lai Bao's round, deep black cat-like eyes could easily capture the curiosity that was now appearing in the boy's eyes.