Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 852 Wall Plaster

Her words were interrupted by Yu Shijiu again.

Yu Shijiu interrupted her and quickly said, "Let's not talk about anything else for now. Do you still think there's a problem with me sleeping in the same room as you?"

Thumbelina: "..."

Thumbelina choked for a moment before finally managing to say, "No, it seems, it seems like everything's alright..."

"Isn't that okay?"

Yu Shijiu: "As long as there are no problems, we don't need to worry about anything else."

Thumbelina felt like she was missing something, her head was spinning, and she nodded subconsciously:

"Yes, we don't need to worry about it..."

"That's right."

Having successfully fooled Thumbelina, Yu Shijiu said with a smile, "Let's go, let's walk around a bit more, then we can go back to sleep."

Thumbelina nodded dazedly as Yu Shijiu led her hand through the tunnel, her mind filled with all sorts of random questions.

Men…men like men…women…what do women like? Do women also like other women? No, no, no, no—if that's the case, wouldn't women not be able to live together? No, no, no! Something's definitely wrong…

Yu Shijiu was completely unaware that Thumbelina's expression was becoming increasingly strange. He was currently busy looking around in every corner of the tunnel, afraid that he might miss Swallow if he wasn't looking carefully enough.

Sigh, with such dim lighting in the tunnel, it's no wonder Thumbelina in the story could still see the swallows...

Yu Shijiu muttered to himself, and as they passed an empty corner again, he pulled Thumbelina away with a regretful expression.

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The old field mouse's house had so many burrows that it was like a guerrilla war, with burrows appearing haphazardly here and there, making Anjie and the other three's heads almost explode.

"My God..."

Xu Han's legs were aching from walking. He bent down and tapped his swollen calves, complaining:

"When are we going to find a place to stay? I haven't seen a single place that's habitable yet!"

He Lingling felt much better once she entered the tunnel. She touched the wall beside her, looked down at the thick layer of dust on her fingertips, and felt uneasy.

"Sister An..."

He Lingling whispered, "It's too dirty in here."

Anjie paused in her busy work of looking around, "Dirty?"

Chen Yi, who was standing next to him, frowned upon hearing this. He was actually a little bit of a germaphobe, but not to a severe degree. From the moment he entered the tunnel, he had already noticed that the dust inside was ridiculously thick.

It's like... it hasn't been cleaned in a very, very long time.

"It is indeed very dirty."

Chen Yi: "There's a lot of dust on the ground too."

Xu Han scratched his head blankly, "Isn't this normal? There's dirt all around, of course your hands will be covered in dust if you touch it?"

"..." He Lingling ignored him, frowning as she said, "Our initial suspicion is that the old field mouse is too old to clean, but this level of dust... shouldn't be the case. The old field mouse doesn't seem to be the type to be unclean..."

"Is it possible that it's because it can't see?"

Anjie thought of the glasses the old field mouse was wearing. "It couldn't see clearly, so it didn't see the dust?"

"...That's also possible."

He Lingling didn't refute it; she paused for a few seconds and continued:

"Then an even more serious problem arises: if the old field mouse really can't see, how would it check if the place is clean?"

"..."

The remaining three remained silent for a few seconds, with Anjie and Xu Han unsure how to respond.

Chen Yi thought for a moment and said, "They might use their hands."

Chen Yi: "If you can't see clearly, use your hand to get closer and see how much dust is left on your hand."

"……I go!"

Xu Han was the first to exclaim in surprise, "Isn't this a bit outrageous? This place is made of earth, how could there be not a speck of dust?"

“That’s where the problem lies,” He Lingling said with a headache. “If the old field mouse really wants to cause trouble, no matter how much we clean, we can’t meet its requirements.”

Xu Han was shocked: "Then what are we even cleaning for? Maybe we shouldn't clean at all—"

"Then you'll just have to go outside and freeze into an ice sculpture."

He Lingling: "Turn left ahead, then turn right and go straight out of the tunnel to the main room. Then open the wooden door and go out."

Xu Han's face immediately fell: "...Just kidding, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, hehe..."

Anjie ignored Xu Han and continued walking forward in the dim burrow. "Then what should we do? Like you said, if the old field mouse really wants to check, no matter how much we clean, we're not sure it will be completely clean."

"...So I'm thinking about something."

He Lingling rubbed the dust off her fingertips and continued walking forward with the others:

"I suspect that this burrow has been uninhabited for a long time, including animals. Animals in fairy tales are all anthropomorphic beings."

"Has no one lived here for a long time?"

Anjie frowned: "This shouldn't be the case. Didn't you say that the old field mouse in the original story always lived here?"

"...The original story has been almost completely ruined."

He Lingling sighed, "Now we can only treat the original work as a plot hint."

Anjie: "..."

She wasn't very good at handling plot development issues; in her previous team, her responsibilities were almost the same as Xu Han's...

Anjie looked up at Xu Han.

Xu Han was tilting his head and reaching out to touch the dust on the wall of the cave. His expression was not very clear in the dim candlelight.

Anjie withdrew her gaze, pinched her brow, and sighed, pulling at the skin.

"Then we can only take it one step at a time."

Anjie said.

"..." He Lingling's mind was in a mess at the moment. She nodded hesitantly, "Let's leave it at that for now. Maybe we're overthinking it."

Even an old field mouse wouldn't necessarily examine it this carefully, would it?

He Lingling considers herself to be rather pessimistic when it comes to thinking things through—she believes that it's not a bad thing to think about the worst possible outcome in advance and make plans accordingly.

At least psychologically, it will feel much better.

"...Actually," Chen Yi hesitated for a long time before speaking just as the four were about to turn into the next cave, "there is actually a way to reduce the dust in the cave a lot."

"Ok?"

He Lingling and An Jie looked up at the same time, and even Xu Han, who was behind them, stopped stroking the earthen wall and turned to look at them curiously.

"It's a makeshift method..."

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his words, and said: "My family used to be from the countryside. In the past, most of the houses in the countryside were mud houses, the kind made of dried straw and yellow mud..."