Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 582 Brother

What exactly is wrong?

Lu Chusheng felt like he had overlooked something, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't expect that Yu Shijiu would stand at the entrance of the lower deck and call his name several times.

"Fatty, it's time for us to get to work."

"..."

"Meow..."

Lu Chusheng responded somewhat awkwardly and had no choice but to follow Yu Shijiu and the other person down to the lower deck.

After Lu Chusheng's thick orange tail disappeared from the deck, many faint humanoid gray mist figures suddenly appeared around the once empty deck.

The gray fog twisted and turned as it walked back and forth on the deck, busily moving from one end to the other, as if it were all working, a sight that sent chills down the spines of onlookers.

This is what Shi Yuan saw as he stood by the window and looked down.

Shi Yuan stood by the window, slowly peeling an egg that Wu Huimin had just handed her. She glanced again at the "busy" gray-fume figures on the deck and frowned.

...What the hell is this thing?

"looking at what?"

After taking a shower, He Lingling walked over to her, glancing at Wu Huimin, who was chatting with Sun Qin on the other side, while drying her hair.

Wu Huimin's exposed face, neck, arms, and even ankles had varying degrees of bruises and scabbed wounds. The shocking and painful wounds did not make Wu Huimin frown at all. She still smiled and chatted with Sun Qin about piano music.

—Coincidentally, Sun Qin could play the piano. Although she could only play it, her knowledge was enough for her to chat with Wu Huimin.

Noticing He Lingling looking at her, Sun Qin, who was stammering while chatting with Wu Huimin, looked up and licked her lips as if pleading for help.

He Lingling smiled at her.

Sun Qin: "..."

She lowered her head in disappointment and continued talking to Wu Huimin, whose eyes were shining as she listened:

"For example, I really like the climax of this piece..."

“Those things,” Shi Yuan said, pointing to the gray, misty figures that seemed to be working on his nails. “They look somewhat familiar.”

He Lingling raised an eyebrow, the black line on her neck becoming even more pronounced in the sunlight.

"Looks familiar? Let me see."

Shi Yuanshan kindly made way for him.

He Lingling peered out and saw the busy, gray figures on the deck.

"..."

He Lingling, having finally gotten a clear look at each of the gray, misty figures, shrank back a little.

"How could it not look familiar?"

He Lingling frowned and sighed, saying, "Their faces and bodies are gradually materializing... They should be the NPC crew members who boarded the ship with us last night."

"..."

Shi Yuan frowned: "Why is it them?"

Didn't they still have bodies last night?

"It's them."

He Lingling has a good memory; she can remember the face of every NPC. It is because of those faces that gradually solidify and become familiar that she can confirm that the prototypes of these gray mist figures are those NPC crew members.

"...How did they become like this?"

"...I don't know."

He Lingling sighed, "Let's wait and see, we'll find out eventually."

"..."

Shi Yuan glanced down at the gray, misty figures on the deck, which were gradually becoming more solidified and increasingly displaying human emotions, and slowly lowered his eyes.

...The plot shouldn't keep them waiting too long, right?

"Lingling."

Wu Huimin, engrossed in chatting with Sun Qin about piano music, suddenly looked up and called out to He Lingling, excitedly saying:

"Yuanyuan! How about I play a new piano piece at noon today? It's the one Qinqin mentioned earlier, the one about prayer and sacrifice."

He Lingling and Shi Yuan: "..."

"...Sacrifice, prayer?"

He Lingling hesitated and looked at Sun Qin, who was pale, at a loss, and shook her head blankly.

"...I didn't, I didn't say anything—"

"Qinqin?"

Wu Huimin's neck snapped with a cracking sound. She tilted her head, looked at Sun Qin, and asked in confusion:

"You clearly said it, so why are you saying you didn't—"

"..."

Sun Qin was so frightened that she froze on the spot. Fear caused her salivary glands to overflow wildly, making her swallow uncontrollably.

"me--"

"Sacrifice and prayer."

Shi Yuan naturally picked up the conversation and said with a smile:

"That sounds like a great topic. Can we hear you play it at noon?"

He Lingling glanced at Shi Yuan and nodded in agreement, "A new song, it's bound to be great."

While we can skip the ominous talk about piano pieces with themes like "rituals and prayers"...

"It's pretty good."

Wu Huimin's emotions were instantly diverted, and her bloodshot eyes shone with a strange light under the sunlight shining through the window.

"I think so too, the guests will definitely like it."

"..."

Sun Qin, who was standing next to her, breathed a slight sigh of relief. She quietly moved to the side and began to get out of bed.

"Qinqin".

Wu Huimin suddenly grabbed her arm and said with a smile:

"Don't you play the piano too? How about you perform with me at noon?"

Sun Qin: "..."

"Actually, well, I... I'm not very good at it..." Sun Qin was now kicking herself, stammering as she politely declined.

"I've hardly ever touched it. The only time I've touched the piano was when I was in school. I'd occasionally touch it then and there—"

"You go to school too?"

Wu Huimin became even more excited upon hearing this, "My God, your parents are so good to you, they even supported your schooling!"

Sun Qin: "..."

She opened her mouth weakly, wanting to say that nine years of compulsory education was necessary... but in the end, she silently nodded.

"Yes, yes."

"My brother too."

Wu Huimin's tone became higher, and her eyes became much more sincere.

“My brother is willing to spend money to send me to school. He is just as good as your parents, Qinqin.”

"..."

Sun Qin looked at He Lingling and Shi Yuan with pleading eyes once again.

Shi Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to speak—"Huimin's brother?"

He Lingling finally found an opportunity to talk to Wu Huimin about her "brother," and feigned surprise, saying:

Does Huimin's brother also work here?

"..."

There was silence in the room.

At the same time, Wu Huimin slowly turned her head to look at He Lingling and said with a smile:

"Yes, my brother works on this ship too. How did you know, Lingling?"

Sun Qin and Shi Yuan's hearts skipped a beat at the same time.

The former looked at He Lingling with concern, only to see He Lingling respond without changing her expression:

"Guess."

Sun Qin: "..."

Phew... Is this even possible?

"Lingling guessed so accurately!"

Wu Huimin actually believed it?!

Sun Qin stared wide-eyed, looking in awe at He Lingling, who dared to ask questions directly, when the bed beside her suddenly loosened.

Wu Huimin got out of bed.

Wu Huimin approached He Lingling, who was standing by the window, her eyes crinkling with laughter like two shallow crescent moons.

She said, "Oh dear, Lingling, you might have even met my brother."