Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 202 If I Could, I'd Want to Kill You Too

Two minutes ago.

Upon entering the villa, Yu Shijiu's gaze was immediately drawn to the cake cart not far away.

He stared at the seven-tiered cake, his eyes widening as he examined it from top to bottom several times, finally gasping and exclaiming:

"How many points would that require?"

"Two thousand eight hundred points!"

Xiao Li, who had logged back in, sneered: "With your current points, you don't even have enough for accommodation, yet you're dreaming of buying this four-tiered cake?"

Yu Shijiu didn't care at all: "It's not that we can't buy it."

【? ? ? ? ? 】

Xiao Li, who had only made a casual sarcastic remark, was instantly dumbfounded: [What? I was just saying it offhand, and you actually want to sleep on the streets?]

No, sleeping on the main streets of town is not allowed. If a player finds a corner in town to sleep... hehe, then don't blame the game for "openly" dragging the player into a dungeon.

After all, towns, as a place of residence superior to "pupa shops," are not places one can live in casually.

Compared to Xiao Li's shock, Yu Shijiu simply gave a casual "hmm".

He leaned closer to admire the seven-tiered cake in front of him, feeling a restless urge to get his hands on it.

"I can just earn more points if I lose them, I don't care about them."

Anyway, everyone has to die eventually; it's not like he hasn't died before.

It was the kind of death where you get shot in the head.

Xiao Li: [...]

It stopped talking and logged off, sulking all by itself.

Players who have this kind of thinking usually die very quickly!

"You must be Shi Jiu."

Just as Yu Shijiu was about to cut a piece of cake with the knife and fork next to her, she heard a strange man's laughter coming from the stairs behind her.

Yu Shijiu paused, turned around, and met the other person's gaze.

The man on the stairs was stout, but his skin was very white. His face was as white as a steamed bun. When he smiled, his eyes looked like two narrow slits hanging in their sockets, somewhat like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.

"you are?"

Yu Shijiu reluctantly gave up his hand from taking the cake and politely asked the fat man who looked like Maitreya Buddha on the stairs behind him.

"My name is Chen Yi, Chen from the east of the ear, Yi from perseverance and never giving up. If you don't mind, you can just call me Brother Chen."

The fat man walked down the stairs with a smile, and Yu Shijiu then noticed that the man was wearing an apron with flour on it.

Yu Shijiu instantly remembered what An Jie had told him.

She said that there was a player in her team who was an amazing cook.

Could it be Chen Yi?

Yu Shijiu's mind worked quickly. He looked at the apron tied around Chen Yi's waist and instantly put on a well-behaved and sensible smile.

"Brother Chen, did you cook all the meals today?"

Chen Yi was taken aback; he hadn't expected Yu Shijiu to be so outgoing. He smiled and nodded.

"Most of the time it is, but Sister An and Xiao Han also helped, like with the cake behind you."

Chen Yi chuckled and said, "This seven-layer cake was specially ordered by Sister An because she heard you like cakes. Don't worry, things in town are a bit different from those in reality. Its shelf life is quite long, and the taste won't change at all."

Upon hearing this, Yu Shijiu paused for a few seconds.

He glanced back at the enormous cake that had just shocked him, and asked again, somewhat hesitantly.

"For me?"

Chen Yi nodded, walked to the seven-tiered cake, took the knife, fork, and paper bowl next to it, bent down and cut off a piece of cake with strawberries, blueberries, and other fruits, and handed it to Yu Shijiu.

"A very small gift."

Chen Yi said, "Just don't mind it."

As for some bigger gifts... we'll have to wait until Yu Shijiu is willing to join the team before we can bring them out.

"Thank you, Brother Chen!"

Yu Shijiu took the cake and ate a strawberry, his eyes squinting from the sweetness.

You can get delicious food by being a little sweet-talking... It's just a matter of using your words, so it's not a loss.

"No thanks, no thanks!"

Chen Yi was quite surprised to have such close contact with Yu Shijiu.

He had thought that Yu Shijiu would usually seem unapproachable.

Yu Shijiu ate by himself, but didn't forget to fork another strawberry and bend down to feed Feifei—

Ok?

"Where are the big peaches from?"

Yu Shijiu looked at the big, juicy peach that Feifei was biting into, and after a few seconds of confusion, she realized something.

"Fatty".

Yu Shijiu gently patted the chubby, fluffy head and whispered:

How could you bite other people's things?

Even though it fell on the ground, the person hadn't gone far. You should wait until they're far away before "picking it up"...

The fat cat made a "gurgling" sound in its throat, lowered its head and placed the peach it was biting in its mouth into Yu Shijiu's hand, then rubbed its head against Yu Shijiu's thigh.

"Meow meow meow meow!"

Here, here, here, here, eat this, meow!

Yu Shijiu was very touched and immediately took the strawberry off the fork and threw it into Feifei's mouth, "Come on, eat strawberries!"

The man and the cat were so engrossed in helping each other that they completely failed to notice Chen Yi's sudden coldness when he saw the large peach.

Chen Yi stared at the large, juicy peach in Yu Shijiu's hand, his eyes, which had been narrowed to slits, opened for a moment.

He turned his head to look at the door and, without any surprise, saw Mu Gui being blocked at the door by Anjie.

Chen Yi's gaze grew even colder.

He first took a few strawberries from the fruit plate next to him, and then quickly walked towards the door.

Yu Shijiu, who was engrossed in feeding Feifei, casually glanced at Chen Yi's hurried back before lowering her head again to take a bite of cake.

Mmm, very sweet.

Yu Shijiu squinted his eyes contentedly, his gaze on the cake burning with passion and fascination.

Sweet flavors are so easy to like.

When Chen Yi reached the door, he saw An Jie's back as she walked away, unable to bear it any longer.

His angry nerves froze for a few seconds, and then he quickly stepped forward and shoved the strawberries in his hand into Anjie's mouth.

Anjie, suddenly enveloped in the sweet taste of strawberries, thought, "...?"

Her appetite was briefly satisfied, and when she regained her senses, Anjie looked at Mu Gui, who was still unwilling to leave, with disgust. Without saying another word, she turned around and went into the house.

This time, it was Chen Yi who stood by the door, looking at Mu Gui.

Mu Gui's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. When he saw Chen Yi, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Chen—"

"Don't call me anymore."

Chen Yi made a stopping gesture; his usually smiling face was now icy cold.

"I can't afford this, you should leave now."

Mu Gui swayed slightly: "Brother Chen, I didn't come here—"

“You know An Jie’s personality,” Chen Yi interrupted him, his tone cold:

"She is a sentimental person, which is why she was able to carry you back from a pile of dead bodies."

Mu Gui's face turned even paler.

“But she has many feelings, and that’s how much she wants to kill you right now.”

Chen Yi turned and closed the door, a muffled sound drifting out from under the door.

"me too."

“Mu Gui, if I could, I would also like to kill you.”