Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 702 Something's off...

Behind the iron barrel, Angkor and Chu looked at each other and simultaneously slowed their breathing.

"Have some fish."

The two sheep-headed NPCs walked to the simple stove, and one of them said, "Fish is easy to cook. Just add some meat to the soup that has been simmering for a while."

The other person nodded in agreement, walked to the cabinet, and opened the cabinet door.

Click.

The cleaver, which was hanging precariously behind the cabinet door, fell down and struck his hoofed instep.

Fresh blood quickly gushed out.

Xu Han and Zhu Ge, watching from the shadowy corner on the other side, shuddered and almost huddled together to hide.

"Tsk."

The goat-headed man seemed to chuckle, bent down, and picked up the cleaver that had struck his foot. "What a coincidence."

The ram-headed man said, "Then I'll use you."

"..."

Xu Han and Brother Zhu watched helplessly as the pair of feet, which were gushing blood, disappeared from their sight, their backs growing colder and colder.

He, no, it.

Has it lost the ability to feel pain?

And... does that mean I'm going to use this knife to cook?... No, what kind of dishes can a cleaver even be used for?!

Speaking of which, why are there cleavers in the cafeteria...? Are they for chopping bones?

Xu Han was so frightened by his own guess that he kept swallowing and had to look over there cautiously—

Then, Xu Han saw the goat-headed man with the machete grinning as he raised the machete towards another goat-headed man whose back was turned to him.

The goat-headed man, with his back to it, was looking down at the soup in the iron bucket and said casually:

"The soup is ready; we just need to put the meat in and it's ready to eat."

"Really."

The goat-headed man holding the machete laughed: "That's great. Go fry the fish, and I'll add some meat to the soup."

"it is good."

The ram-headed man, who had been facing away, turned around as if he hadn't seen the cleaver the ram-headed man was holding, and walked to the other side of the table to start a fire and pour oil into the pot.

Over here, the ram-headed man looked at the steaming soup in front of him and slowly unbuttoned his clothes—unbuttoned—unbuttoned!

"..."

"?"

Xu Han stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, watching in horror as the goat-headed man took off his clothes and threw them aside, then picked up a machete and began to slice the flesh off his own arm...

One slice, two slices, three slices, four slices, five slices... More and more bloody slices of meat fell into the boiling broth, quickly cooked by the hot water, and emitted a strangely delicious meaty aroma...

"Mmm, it smells so good."

The goat-headed man, who had been shaving off all the flesh from his left arm, squinted and sighed, then lowered his head to continue shaving off the flesh from his body... In the end, all the flesh from his upper body had fallen into the soup.

The broth in the cafeteria tasted even better—as for the faint smell of blood, you couldn't smell it at all unless you were really looking for it, could you?

It's not a ghost!

Xu Han covered his mouth, hiding in the shadows behind the iron bucket, trembling with fear. He forced himself to swallow back the urge to vomit.

so horrible.

This is no longer just terrifying—it's pushing the limits of human physiology. Apart from having wool on certain parts, the upper body of the goat-headed man is almost indistinguishable from that of a human.

Xu Han felt like he was witnessing a real-life "stewing himself in an iron pot"... oh no, it was stewing himself in an iron bucket.

Just as Xu Han was desperately trying to suppress his nausea, another smell, like the aroma of meat being fried and charred, entered his nostrils.

Xu Han: "..."

Xu Han was almost too afraid to turn his head.

With the so-called "fish soup" before him, he didn't need to turn his head to know what the other sheep-headed man was doing!

They must have taken their clothes off! Like they'd been fried in a wok!

Xu Han didn't want to turn his head, but Zhu Ge pulled him back.

What came into view was indeed the same old "frying meat" process by the sheep-headed man... Xu Han painfully closed his eyes, unwilling to watch any longer.

I'm going to throw up if I look at him again... I really will.

The two sheep-headed people were "immersed" in the joyful atmosphere of cooking, and even hummed a few familiar tunes from time to time.

—Time returns.

Xu Han wiped his face, suppressed his gagging, and glanced at the "fried fish" in Yu Shijiu's hand.

"Their expressions, really, I don't even know how to describe them, were just... kind of terrifying... like a kind of eerie happiness, you know? It gave me the chills..."

Xu Han poured out his grievances, but in the end he couldn't help but gag.

Yu Shijiu's face had already stiffened.

He rubbed his stiff face, put down the fried fish with a somewhat apologetic expression, and then looked cautiously at Fatty.

"I'm so sorry... Fatty... I promise I won't let you eat random things next time, okay..."

The chubby guy named "Feifei" is actually Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng suppressed the strange feeling in his throat without making a sound, and lowered his head to lick the hair on his arm.

Even he would find it difficult to remain calm upon hearing such an absurd and bloody "cooking process".

After all, it was a "self-inflicted wound" by a humanoid creature.

Lu Chusheng believed that he still possessed some (more than just some) humanity.

Zhu Ge next to him didn't look well, his complexion fluctuating between pale and bluish, but he was slightly better than Xu Han—compared to Xu Han, who was constantly gagging, Zhu Ge had already vomited in the corner earlier.

Zhu Ge looked rather haggard after vomiting. His stomach was still churning with acid; watching a humanoid creature being slaughtered and cooked alive was still too much of a challenge to human physiology.

"I think there's something wrong with Akin."

Zhu suppressed the sour taste in his mouth and said with a wry smile, "But there are no clues... Ah Jin, he seems too normal."

"Brother Akin?"

Yu Shijiu said curiously, "Brother Ajin appears quite often."

"That's quite high."

Xu Han covered his face and muttered, "An ordinary NPC, yet he kills and dismembers people and knows how to drink goat milk to maintain his sanity and prevent contamination... If I didn't know that he didn't have much screen time in the story, I would have thought that he was the BOSS."

"..."

Yu Shijiu's smile froze on the spot.

Lu Chusheng continued licking his fur, seemingly lost in thought.

Brother Zhu sighed, "How could that be? An NPC like Ah Jin, who has a bit of a storyline, might gain sanity because of leveling up in the dungeon, but how could he possibly be a BOSS..."

"..."

"Wait a minute," Xu Han hesitated, swallowing hard, and carefully tapped his palms together. "...Why do I feel like something's off?"

"Is it my imagination?"

Zhu Ge subconsciously looked at Yu Shijiu.

Yu Shijiu's frozen smile returned to normal; he smiled and his eyes crinkled as he said:

"What's wrong?"

"It's not surprising at all..."