Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 809 Sowing discord

Shi Yuan was stunned for several seconds when asked the question.

Does she...do she dare to say it?

She didn't dare to say it.

Whether intentional or unintentional, he has indeed "killed" people.

“Look,” Ruan Qinghe withdrew her gaze, regaining her gentle, compassionate demeanor, like a lily dripping with dew, “no one dares to say they haven’t killed anyone.”

Shi Yuan remained silent for a moment.

"All I can say is that people who use their vulnerable appearance to get close to others... will eventually kill without hesitation in order to survive."

Ruan Qinghe gazed quietly at Fang Youhua and the others on the screen, and said softly:

"Those players in the Eye of All Things who huddled together for warmth from the very beginning... they'd even burn their own teammates to stay warm in order to keep themselves warm..."

Shi Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.

When she looked up at the group of Eye of All Things players huddled together on the screen, a sense of apprehension gradually crept into Shi Yuan's eyes.

Ruan Qinghe had no reason to lie to herself.

Since it wasn't a deception, it means what Ruan Qinghe said was true... The people from the Eye of All Things must have done something that only the guild representatives know about.

Or perhaps... he did something that everyone initially thought was normal, but upon closer examination, they couldn't accept it...

Ruan Qinghe glanced sideways at Shi Yuan, who seemed lost in thought, and a genuine smile appeared on her pale face.

She likes smart people.

Especially someone as quick-witted as Shi Yuan.

What the game Dawn lacks most is a smart person like Shi Yuan. It's not that others aren't smart, but most smart people are too arrogant. They are so arrogant that they think they can take on two people at once and can outsmart everyone. They don't realize that there are always people more capable than them and that there will always be a day when they are caught out and unable to act or fight back.

Shi Yuan did this very well; she was very smart and very pragmatic.

Ruan Qinghe took a sip of juice with great pleasure. As the sweet and sour liquid burst in her mouth, she smiled gently, pursed her lips, and quietly watched the big screen.

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In the Thumbelina dungeon.

The players, each carrying their own bags of water and bread, returned to their matchstick beds to rest. Yu Shijiu, on the other hand, would occasionally glance at the large bag of bread in his system inventory, squinting his eyes contentedly like a well-fed cat.

Today was the same routine as the previous two days. Yu Shijiu lay on the matchstick bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind wandering aimlessly.

For example, how to make that annoying foster mother hurt herself before leaving.

The boy paused for a moment, then his gaze quickly shifted from the table to the curtains by the French windows and the small sofa in the room.

"..."

In those few brief seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Yu Shijiu's mind—he suddenly smiled, then secretly glanced at the location of An Jie and the others several times before closing his eyes to catch up on sleep.

There are many ways to make your annoying foster mother unhappy, but they are always just minor tricks... What if she destroyed the whole house?

Yu Shijiu smacked his lips and fell into a deep sleep.

The same scenario unfolds at night. After seeing off his foster mother, who always comes to cause trouble, Yu Shijiu walks over to Thumbelina, who is wiping her sweat, and offers her a handkerchief with concern.

"use this."

Yu Shijiu said, "You probably can't clean it properly just by using your hands, right?"

Thumbelina was taken aback, looked down at the handkerchief handed to her, and took it somewhat shyly.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yu Shijiu sat down next to her, tilted his head to watch Thumbelina wipe her face and neck, and suddenly asked:

"Do you really not hate your mother at all?"