Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 673 Dinner

Zhu Ge, somewhat dazed after being scolded, raised his head. "Ah, the bowl, right, I forgot to bring the bowl... I'll go get it, I'll go get it—"

"Use mine! Use mine!"

Xu Han quickly handed his bowl to Brother Zhu, who had turned around to get another bowl, saying, "Brother Zhu, you can use this."

Brother Zhu was visibly taken aback, then hesitantly raised his eyelids: "Then you—"

Before he could even finish saying "What should we do?", Xu Han pulled out another bowl and chuckled.

"You didn't expect that, did you, Brother Zhu? I just took two bowls!"

Brother Zhu: "..."

He blinked slowly, his bloodshot eyes turning a frightening crimson. "...Okay, thank you, thank you."

Xu Han felt a chill run down his spine from the thank you, and his belief that the other person had been "contaminated" by wool deepened.

"No, no need—"

"Stop babbling! If you have a bowl, come over here right now!"

Wu Ge's impatient voice reached Xu Han's ears, and Xu Han quickly urged him on:

"Yeah, Brother Zhu! Hurry up! Let's finish our meal early and go home!"

Brother Zhu nodded slowly, picked up the bowl, and turned to receive the "food".

Wu Ge scooped some thick, sticky paste into the iron bucket with a large iron ladle, making a slurping sound as it went, which made Xu Han grimace.

...What's that strange noise? Is the stuff in the bucket really edible?

As Xu Han watched the thick, yellowish-white liquid being scooped into the bowl in Zhu Ge's hand with a large iron ladle, he felt the sour smell in the air getting stronger and stronger.

Zhu Ge turned around with his own thick "dinner," and Xu Han subconsciously looked down at him.

Upon closer inspection, the steaming bowl of yellowish-white liquid looked even stranger under the light, almost resembling vomit from motion sickness.

Xu Han felt even more nauseous.

He suppressed the gagging that rose in his throat and quickly stepped forward to hand over the bowl.

Angkor, who was behind the iron bucket, glanced at him, then took a cup from the side, scooped some diluted liquid into it, and handed it to him.

"Has that kid woken up yet?"

"what?"

Xu Han was taken aback by the question.

Angkor said, "Whether you're awake or not, you can't keep starving. What are you standing there for? Catch!"

"Oh oh oh."

Xu Han hurriedly took the cup from Brother Wu, still somewhat bewildered.

"Take it back and feed him some."

As he spoke, Wu Ge scooped up another spoonful of yellowish-white liquid and placed it into the bowl in Xu Han's hand, saying:

"I know everyone has been very busy and tired these past few days, but no matter what, we have to live, because only by living can we have hope."

"..."

Looking at the heavy bowl in his hand and listening to Brother Wu's words, Xu Han wanted to say that he should serve less, but the words swirled in his throat and he swallowed them back down.

"...Thank you, Brother Ang."

Xu Han said thank you softly, and silently carried his bowl and cup out of the cafeteria with the crowd.

The lighting inside the cafeteria was better than in the corridor. Xu Han looked down at the bowl in his hand. The yellowish-white liquid floating in the bowl smelled a bit sour and didn't look very appetizing... but if you looked closely, it wasn't hard to tell what the ingredients were.

It consists of fish that has been stewed until it turns white and mushy, and bread slices that have been soaked in soup until they are soft and mushy.

The kind of "good stuff" that is all-natural and pollution-free.

"..."

Putting aside the taste, just smelling this makes you feel like you'd rather be starving.

Xu Han complained bitterly several times, but the hunger in his empty stomach, without food or water, was really hard to bear, and he was in a dilemma for a moment.

To eat or not to eat—

"Snoring!"

A series of wolfing sounds came from the side, and Xu Han's eyelids twitched.

He glanced to the side and saw that Brother Zhu, who had come out a little earlier than him, was squatting by the canteen door, leaning against the wall and gulping down his "dinner" of fish and bread slices stewed into a mushy consistency.

Seeing that Brother Zhu had finished his "paste" in a few bites and was about to lick the bowl clean with his tongue, Xu Han's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly handed over the bowl in his hand.

"Brother Zhu!"

Xu Han whispered, "Aren't you full? How about you finish this bowl too?"

Zhu Ge, who was about to lick the bowl clean, suddenly looked up and stared at him.

More intense and crimson blood vessels gathered in the whites of his eyes than before. Xu Han felt a chill run down his spine when he suddenly met those eyes, and for a moment he couldn't even look away.

I rely on!

Xu Han inwardly regretted it—I shouldn't have spoken just now!!!

"...Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhu Ge's gaze slid from Xu Han's face to the bowl in his hand, and he licked his lips, saying:

"I'll be very, very hungry if I don't eat dinner..."

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing," Xu Han quickly shook his head, "I still have, I still have one more cup, this is enough for me... I've always had a small appetite..."

After staring at the bowl handed to him for several moments, Brother Zhu finally reached out and took it.

"……it is good."

Zhu Ge took the bowl, licked his lips again with the tip of his tongue, and his strange, greedy appearance made Xu Han silently take a step back.

"Brother Zhu," Xu Han hesitated before speaking, seeing that Brother Zhu was almost finished with his second bowl of "porridge":

"Are you going to keep watch with me later?"

Zhu Ge, who was engrossed in eating, subconsciously looked up. His lips were covered with a thick layer of yellowish-white liquid, which made Xu Han feel nauseous and uncomfortable.

“…Yes,” Brother Zhu was clearly still somewhat conscious, and he nodded. “Originally, weren’t we the two of us supposed to be the first to take the night shift and fetch water?”

Xu Han finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Brother Zhu was still rational after all... Well, he would give him some goat milk again when he went to fetch water tonight...

"Then I'll go first," Xu Han said, enduring his hunger, "I have to go back and check on Shi Jiu; he hasn't woken up yet."

"Shi... Jiu..."

Zhu Ge slowly uttered Yu Shijiu's name: "Yu...Shi...Jiu..."

“Yes, right,” Xu Han nodded, “Then I’ll go first. Brother Zhu, you eat first, and help me wash the dishes when you’re done. I have to go back and check on things.”

Xu Han finished speaking and ran off in a hurry.

As Xu Han passed by the players who were also engrossed in eating among the NPCs, he shrank back in fear.

too frightening.

Xu Han closed his eyes, not wanting to watch anymore—that way of eating, like a wild animal sticking out its tongue to lick the food in the bowl, was really absurd and terrifying after watching it for a while.

Perhaps because of disbelief, Xu Han gritted his teeth and couldn't help but look back one last time before leaving.

In the cramped, dark corridor, players and NPCs huddled together, squatting on the ground, eating in identical ways, their mouths agape as they chewed their "dinner porridge," yellow liquid dripping from their mouths... A few seconds later, as if sensing someone watching them, they simultaneously raised their heads, chewing their food while staring at them with bloodshot eyes...

Xu Han's back stiffened, and as soon as they looked over, he fled as if escaping.