Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 441 Pets and Masters

It should be possible.

Chen Yi almost indifferently ignored the pain in his body, his hands holding the two cats were steady but stiff.

It's just a little bit of pain.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and calmly began to calculate the time.

“…and one more,” Chen Yi said softly, “the last thirty seconds.”

The second chase is coming to an end.

"19."

"18."

"17."

Yu Shijiu began his own countdown.

As he hacked at the human-pig monsters that pounced on him, he looked up at the dark, deep corridor behind them, a place so dark that he couldn't see it clearly.

Over there, there are stairs.

It is a staircase that leads to the first floor of the hotel.

Yu Shijiu patiently chopped down the human-pig monsters that pounced on him one after another, ignoring their constant brainwashing messages about staying and why they were running away, and began to think about how likely it was that he could run down the stairs to the first floor.

Unfortunately, no matter how you look at it, the probability is less than 10%.

"10."

"9."

Yu Shijiu sighed and continued counting, increasing the pressure in his hands as if he had a headache.

This time, a male staff member's twisted head was slammed hard to the ground with a "thud" sound, like a watermelon being smashed into pieces, leaving scarlet marks all over the ground.

"...Ugh, this is so annoying."

Yu Shijiu stopped counting, and with a nimble movement of his wrist, which was already sore and numb, he chopped the human-pig monster behind Fatty in half before irritably wiping his face.

"Why do I always have to use my brain? Shouldn't I be an illiterate person who knows nothing?!"

Why am I unconsciously using my brain again?!

Isn't that a bit off?

Fatty meowed softly, taking the opportunity to rub against Yu Shijiu's waist, before happily continuing to bite the human-pig monster's neck—

"Meow?"

The intermission for this chase has now ended.

Adventurers (players), please hurry and recover your stamina, the next chase is about to begin!

When the cold, numb game system sound rang out, the players struggling among the horde of human-pig monsters collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, terrified and powerless.

The elevator suddenly dropped, and nearly four players didn't have time to escape... The last player to climb back up even witnessed their outstretched hands being brutally severed by the doors—

"vomit!"

Several players couldn't bear the constant horrific and bloody scenes and knelt down on the blood-soaked ground, vomiting repeatedly.

"..."

The person next to him also felt like vomiting, but his companion covered his mouth.

"...Stop throwing up."

His companion was clearly much smarter than him. "We might not be able to eat anything normal tomorrow. If we throw up everything we have in our stomachs, we'll be finished once the chase begins."

In just these two hours tonight, nearly ten players have already died.

It seems there were fewer than thirty players who came in.

So many people died in just one night.

The other players felt despair just thinking about that ratio.

"……How to do?"

The female player, slumped in the corner, hugged her Labrador Retriever, her clear tears sliding down her dirty cheeks.

She hugged her pet and sobbed softly, "I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore, I'd rather not be resurrected, I'd rather not be resurrected..."

Why must one endure so much fear after dying once?

If you die, you'll just get back up, right? When will this constant pain and fear finally end?

It's just a rebirth, just one rebirth! Is it really worth enduring so much pain and fear?

The female player's tears kept falling; she was almost crying herself to death, and she was holding her pet dog tighter and tighter.

"Wang!"

The sudden barking snapped the female player out of her terror. She screamed, pulled her hand back, and looked at the Labrador she had been strangling, which was now trembling and vomiting. She apologized frantically.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

The female player lowered her head and apologized softly, her hoarse throat making cracking sounds again and again.

"Wang."

This time, the Labrador in front of her suddenly bent its front legs and knelt down on the ground, leaning towards her knees.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The pet dog, its skin glowing a pale yellow under the light and its pupils large and round, gazed at her quietly and licked her face with its pink tongue.

It was warm, with a faint smell of blood and a slightly rotten odor...

The female player stared blankly at her pet dog.

She subconsciously touched the lingering sensation of the tongue on her cheek.

The female player suddenly remembered the moment when she was almost pushed off the elevator.

It was her pet, biting her clothes and forcefully pulling her out of the crowded area.

is it.

It's my own, my pet.

It was his own pet that saved him.

In a corner where no one was watching, the female player's pupils gradually dilated. She stared blankly at her pet dog, and involuntarily reached out to hug its large, gently twitching body, pressing her face against it.

“…Only you…” the female player murmured, bringing her face closer to the pet dog’s body, sniffing the smell of the body rotting and decaying, and then gradually closing her eyes.

"Only if you are willing...to protect me...to cherish me...to let me...not have to worry about being hurt by anything else..."

Before her consciousness drifted into a chaotic slumber, a scene appeared before the female player's eyes.

It was a summer with exceptionally nice weather.

She and her boyfriend had planned to go to the beach together, but on their way there, she was stabbed in the neck by a murderer who had escaped from an arrest operation and liked to randomly select his "prey".

puff!

The sound of the knife piercing flesh and blood vessels was too loud.

It's like slaughtering a chicken in the countryside.

While the chicken struggles, firmly pinch the back of its neck, letting it watch helplessly as the knife cuts through its throat, causing bright red blood to splatter like a leaky faucet...

It was a terrifying scene, yet you could hear the laughter of those around you.

The murderer who took her young life was also smiling.

He said, "You look so beautiful, and you're wearing such a pretty dress. Are you going on a date? That's such a shame..."

The female player couldn't hear what was said after that.

The intense pain made her struggle frantically, just like the chicken in her memory, but the murderer gripped the back of her neck even tighter and cruelly slashed along the wound down to her throat.

Passersby were screaming, while the man who killed him was laughing.

Everything came to an end with the increasingly heavy pain in my neck.

The female player's consciousness completely disappeared.

Even in her last second before death, she was gripped by an overwhelming and boundless fear.