Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 668 You guessed wrong...

Where is Wu Huimin?

Shi Yuan suddenly spoke up, "I don't think I saw her tonight?"

He Lingling was carrying food scraps to throw them away when she heard this, she paused, and whispered:

She was watching the rain in the corridor.

Watch the rain?

Shi Yuan was taken aback, somewhat not understanding the meaning of those words.

"Wu Huimin should know the whole plot."

He Lingling: "Even if you don't know at first, as time goes on, the main NPCs and monsters will have more and more memories. The more important the NPC, the faster and more memories will be restored..."

"She would know in advance how she would die."

He Lingling suddenly froze as she spoke. She had just thought of something, and the absurdity and fear in her heart grew heavier and heavier, to the point that they choked her.

She looked at Shi Yuan with some hesitation. He had clearly thought about something deeper, and his expression became ugly and complicated.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously looked up at Sun Qin, who was playing the piano with trembling hands on the stage.

From behind, Sun Qin's demeanor as she busily plays the piano, as well as the arc of each hand she raises and the key she presses, are becoming more and more like Wu Huimin's.

He Lingling stared blankly at Sun Qin, who was playing the piano with great effort.

When did it start?

Yesterday? Or today?

Sun Qin looks more and more like Wu Huimin... As she becomes more and more like her—will she replace the dying Wu Huimin as the first "sacrifice" to die?

Thump thump—clang clang clang clang—

The intense piano music grew louder and louder in the area. The "guests" who had sprouted horns and started growing wool all over their bodies were completely unaware of their strangeness and continued to dance and spin, shaking their heads.

"..." He Lingling's throat finally loosened slightly, "...Was I wrong?"

Sun Qin's position... was not actually the safest; on the contrary, among the primary possibilities of "death," Sun Qin's position was even the most dangerous.

"..." Shi Yuan fell silent for a moment. She didn't know what to say, but she felt that something was not quite right.

"But the marks on your neck..."

Shi Yuan hesitated and said, "I still feel like I'm being watched by something in the dungeon."

"...It should be Wu Huimin."

He Lingling is now also having a headache. This game instance has been too "stable" in the early stages. In the past, who would have thought that a game instance would have been open for four days without a single person dying?

Nobody dared to think of it.

"...I'm sorry to Sun Qin."

After much deliberation, He Lingling could no longer bear to watch Sun Qin trying so hard to play the piano. She was the one who had personally pushed Sun Qin onto the stage to play the piano. Although it was the best thing to do at the time, who could have imagined that the safest position would suddenly become the most dangerous?

He Lingling didn't expect it, Sun Qin didn't expect it, and Shi Yuan naturally didn't expect it either.

The three of them seemed to have their minds imprisoned at the time. They only thought that playing the piano would prevent them from being watched by the "guests," but they never expected that Wu Huimin would want to find a "scapegoat" to die in her place.

“No…” Shi Yuan suddenly looked up, glancing at Sun Qin on the display stand, her gaze complex as she said:

"Compared to Wu Huimin only choosing Sun Qin, I am more inclined to believe that we are all substitutes."

Shi Yuan: "The marks on your neck, Sun Qin was forced to play the piano at a high intensity... Although I'm a little embarrassed, I should be the safest of the three of us right now."

She said this somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, it may have something to do with the attitude of each of us at the time."

He Lingling was the most enthusiastic towards Wu Huimin at first, followed by Sun Qin... and finally Shi Yuan.

Sun Qin even emotionally chargedly comforted Wu Huimin one night, and she was the only one of the three who could play the piano—so her "enthusiasm" increased for Wu Huimin.

No one expected that Wu Huimin would adjust the order of death based on "level of enthusiasm"—or more accurately, the order of substitution.

"...I will provide the necessary tools to save her life."

He Lingling felt very sorry for Sun Qin, but now that things had developed to this point, she could only continue down the wrong path.

Although the props are expensive, they are not that important compared to a person's "life".

Moreover, this person's "fate"... is also related to his own misjudgment.

He Lingling is not someone who shirks responsibility.

She told Sun Qin that playing the piano wouldn't cause any trouble—but if something did happen, she would have a responsibility to help.

"I'm going out for some fresh air."

He Lingling said.

"……Um."

Shi Yuan watched He Lingling's somewhat unsteady departure and slowly lowered his eyes.

On the exhibition stand, Sun Qin felt a sudden chill creep up her spine, so cold that she shivered and her fingers froze for a moment.

"hiss……"

Sun Qin gasped slightly, her fingertips already showing signs of redness and swelling—the intense, continuous piano playing was making her fingertips ache unbearably.

……it hurts.

Sun Qin pressed the piano keys in a daze, the swollen pain stimulating her somewhat stiff nerves, becoming heavier and deeper.

In her memory... she also had a past where all ten fingers were swollen.

Unlike her intense piano playing now, back then, her fingers were forcibly broken, forcing her to bid farewell to her piano career in pain...