Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 349 The Daughter Pushed Away

But in the end, he chose the wardrobe.

The door opened as he bent down and rustled as he moved things around in the wardrobe.

This time there were two sets of footsteps.

It was the sound of the young lady bringing the young master in as well.

"Father."

“I brought my brother with me.”

"That's what the young lady said."

He Lingling quickly calculated the time—it was about two minutes, so it seemed the young master shouldn't be far away.

So it seems very likely that the young lady deliberately didn't bring the young master in with her from the beginning... on purpose?

He Lingling pursed her lips slightly.

She thought of that book again, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Hurry up!"

Mr. Xiao was clearly in a hurry. He quickly turned around and looked at his son and daughter behind him, shouting, "Quickly, find a place to hide!"

As he spoke, Mr. Xiao grabbed the young lady's arm and pushed her toward the wardrobe. The young lady stumbled and bumped into the coffee table.

There was a sizzling sound.

That was the sound of the coffee table being knocked and moved.

Mr. Xiao continued, "You'll hide in the closet with me."

As for the young master, who was clearly starting to act strangely, Mr. Xiao acted as if he didn't see his distorted eyes and mouth, and kept urging him to hide in the crack in the wall behind the sofa.

That area is in a blind spot, so it's unlikely anyone will notice unless you deliberately move the sofa.

The young master was clearly a little dazed. Perhaps because he was being transformed, he belatedly nodded. Then, under Mr. Xiao's repeated urging and pushing, he bent down and crawled behind the sofa.

Mr. Xiao behind him was sweating profusely, with bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and kept urging him in a low voice.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle! We only have ten minutes, just ten minutes..."

Under the bed, Xu Han used the sound of the sofa moving and Mr. Xiao's voice to get closer to He Lingling, making a soft, breathy sound from his throat:

"He doesn't dislike his daughter, does he? Why is he suddenly making her hide with him again?"

"..." He Lingling's gaze was cold. "...You can push it out."

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"What's being pushed out—"

Xu Han was still a little confused. She muttered something subconsciously and then quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from losing control of the volume.

"Because, Miss is more willing to push him out to shield him from people."

He Lingling said softly.

The two spoke in very low voices, suppressed by Mr. Xiao's flustered and urgent voices, without making any noticeable noise.

From the angle from which He Lingling lay down, she could see the young lady perfectly.

The young lady, who had been pushed aside by Mr. Xiao, kept her head down.

Her long, black hair flowed with an eerie black hue in the dimly lit room. In contrast to her white dress, the color of her hair was extremely intense, faintly shimmering with an unsettling sheen.

The young lady's hand, which was resting on the coffee table, slowly clenched, her knuckles cracking and veins bulging—a state of extreme anger yet suppressed rage.

He Lingling's gaze was fixed on the young lady's hand.

Judging from the current plot, the young lady is very intelligent, so she can naturally think of things that I can think of as well.

What would the young lady do if her father was likely to make her a scapegoat?

There's no need to think about this at all—

Why aren't you going in yet?

Seeing that his son had hidden himself and had not exposed any part of his body, Mr. Xiao turned around. He couldn't help but cough up blood again and shoved the young lady towards the wardrobe.

"Hurry up and go in. Time's almost up!"

“...Father,” the young lady turned around and asked, “Do I really have to hide here too?”

Mr. Xiao looked at her impatiently and said, "If we don't hide here, where else can we hide? Look around this room, is there anywhere else we can hide?"

"……it is good."

The young lady obediently agreed, "I will listen to my father."

"This is my good daughter."

Mr. Xiao was very pleased to receive a response. His hurried voice finally softened, and He Lingling and the other woman even heard him gently patting the young lady's shoulder.

It seems to be encouragement, and it also seems to be satisfaction in another sense.

“Listen to your father,” Mr. Xiao said. “Your father will not harm you.”

This is the first "Dad" spoken from the beginning of the story until now.

Perhaps in an effort to get closer to his daughter, Mr. Xiao, who had always allowed his daughter to call him "father," took the initiative to say "Dad" for the first time.

He Lingling, however, felt it was too calm.

The young lady's behavior was too calm.

Would she really become gentle and obedient just because of the word "Dad"? It shouldn't be... Even if she appears introverted and gentle on the surface, a truly introverted and gentle person (a monster) would never think of luring the player into the room to kill them...

Yu Shijiu's near-death experience was just yesterday, and He Lingling couldn't believe that her mistress would be such a submissive person.

"I know," the young lady's voice rang out again. She began to climb into the wardrobe, her once pristine white dress now stained with dust and blood, making her look somewhat disheveled.

"I believe my father wouldn't harm me." The young lady suddenly chuckled softly, though her laughter sounded somewhat muffled, perhaps because there were too many clothes hanging in the wardrobe.

"After all, I am also a father's child."

"..."

This time, perhaps because there wasn't enough time, or perhaps because he heard footsteps coming from the stairwell outside, Mr. Xiao didn't have time to say anything. He quickly climbed into the wardrobe, huddled up, and closed the wardrobe door.

Click.

The wardrobe door was closed.

As the wardrobe door closed a crack, He Lingling felt as if a slightly sharp reflection flashed before her eyes.

What is it?

He Lingling bit her lower lip and, under Xu Han's incredulous gaze, cautiously peered through the gap between the bed and the floor at the coffee table not far away.

It's tough, but we can see some progress.

She remembered seeing some oxidized fruit and... a fruit knife on the coffee table.

But now, the knife on the coffee table is gone.

He Lingling felt a chill run down her spine; fear seemed to instantly seep from her head to her toes.

Miss wants to—

"Quick, quick! I suspect they're still hiding on the second floor!"

"There's probably no chance on the first floor. The first floor is clearly the butler's territory. Those who go to the first floor to look for him must be out of their minds."

"Damn it, the antidote pill is really ineffective. I'm still feeling a bit dizzy..."

"It's already pretty good. It's good that we didn't die like the player who was hit first. Let's hurry up and find someone. I suspect that once we find someone and give them to the butler to exchange for the antidote soup, we can clear the game."

"Can it really be that easy? No way... I remember today is only the third or fourth day?"

"Damn it, three or four days felt like a month to me. I'm speechless. Is there something wrong with the timer in this game's dungeons?"

"..."

Perhaps to make Mr. Xiao and the others (the monsters) even more frightened, the walls, which should have been very soundproof, were as thin as a sheet of paper.

But He Lingling felt that she was frightened.