Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 248 Same

Xu Han watched Yu Shijiu's figure disappear into the corridor before slowly turning his head to look at He Lingling on the other bed.

At this moment, He Lingling on the bed felt as if she were having an extremely terrifying nightmare.

Cold sweat dripped down her beautiful cheeks, soaking the pillow and sheets beneath her, making her look as if she had just crawled out of the water.

"No...no...no..."

He Lingling's face was deathly pale. She lay in front of the bed with her eyes closed, muttering to herself incessantly. Her body under the covers was even convulsing and trembling.

The players in front of the screen were also somewhat surprised to see this.

"Is it a side effect? ​​He Lingling's innate skill is, after all, a form of cheating..."

"I also feel it's somewhat similar, but it's really strange. The side effects of He Lingling activating her talent skill before didn't seem to be this severe..."

"I remember that too, so what's going on this time?"

And to make matters worse, it happened in a game instance... He Lingling's luck was just... incredibly bad...

During the discussion, one player suddenly realized something and eagerly asked:

"Could it be because she activated her talent skill too early this time?"

"..."

“This…” someone thought for a moment, then realized that such a possibility really existed, and their eyes lit up:

"That seems to be the case, but I don't remember her seeing anything particularly useful?"

"..."

The discussion once again reached a stalemate.

For the first time, all the players stared blankly at He Lingling on the screen, who looked as if she were possessed by a monster.

Given their "God's-eye view," they shouldn't be unable to see this.

"Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. Anyway, He Lingling isn't going to die," one player said, scratching his head and clicking his tongue.

"This player named Xu Han is quite daring."

He still dared to approach He Lingling under these circumstances; he really doesn't seem to be afraid of death at all.

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Inside the room at this moment.

Xu Han, who swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva and forced himself to walk to the bedside, was speechless.

What... what should we do...? Is He Lingling being haunted in her dreams by a ghost...?

He Lingling, lying on the bed, had a completely blank mind, which was not particularly bright or quick-witted to begin with.

How can I wake He Lingling up...? Xu Han scratched his head in despair, his fingers stiff.

Subconsciously, Xu Han squatted down by the bed and reached out to grasp He Lingling's hand.

Xu Han didn't have much experience, so he only planned to use his talent skill to try to "heal" He Lingling, whose condition was obviously not right at the moment.

He had no choice; he dared not sleep if He Lingling didn't wake up...

"Wake up... wake up, He Lingling... what kind of dream are you having, damn it..."

Xu Han gripped He Lingling's hand tremblingly. The moment his innate skill was activated, he even felt cold sweat breaking out.

Help! He really doesn't want to be alone!!!

Wake up! Wake up!

"Don't move."

Perhaps it was Xu Han's incessant chatter that disturbed He Lingling. Just a dozen seconds after he activated his talent skill, He Lingling, who had been trapped in a nightmare and unable to wake up, suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing He Lingling did upon opening her eyes was to shake off Xu Han's hand and squeeze out two words through gritted teeth.

Xu Han: "?"

Xu Han didn't care at all about He Lingling shaking her hand; his eyes widened in surprise.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! It really works! It really works!"

He Lingling was drenched in sweat and had no strength left. She could only bite her tongue hard in an attempt to clear her mind.

As the sharp pain on the tip of her tongue overwhelmed her swollen consciousness, she groaned in pain and said with difficulty:

"Turn off your talent and skills, you idiot."

He Lingling said with difficulty.

Xu Han: "?? What? Oh, oh, oh, a talent skill, right? I see, I see..."

When Xu Han hurriedly turned off his talent skill, he belatedly realized that He Lingling seemed to have cursed him just now.

"What the hell? Why are you cursing at me?!"

Xu Han couldn't help but mutter something.

He Lingling: "..."

He Lingling looked at Xu Han's face, which was noticeably paler than before she fell asleep, and didn't even have the energy to roll her eyes.

"Shouldn't I scold you and let you continue wasting your energy?"

Because of the sharp pain on the tip of her tongue, He Lingling was at least able to say a complete sentence.

Xu Han, who had been scolded, still wanted to retort, but when he saw He Lingling's bloodless face, he muttered under his breath:

"My innate skills are alright... I'm actually not that reckless—"

"You dare say that?!"

He Lingling was furious and just wanted to kill this stupid male college student who spoke recklessly regardless of time and place!

Xu Han was truly frightened this time, and realized that he had almost revealed something, his eyes filled with terror.

"Oh, right, right, so how are you feeling now?"

Xu Han hesitantly took a bottle of mineral water out of his backpack, opened it, and handed it to He Lingling, whispering:

"How about we drink some water instead..."

He Lingling took the bottled water with trembling hands and drank several mouthfuls. When the water flowed over her injured tongue, it brought another sharp sting.

Gan!

He Lingling cursed under her breath, finally feeling a little better from her throbbing brain.

"Shi Jiu opened the door and went out?"

He Lingling asked.

Xu Han nodded: "He went out. I originally wanted to go out too, but your condition isn't very good... so I didn't go out."

He Lingling ignored Xu Han's next words. She thought about her "nightmare" or more generally, her stepmother's "future," and her pupils gradually darkened.

"It's good that you've gone out."

He Lingling suddenly said this.

Xu Han, who was busy explaining that he wasn't afraid at all, suddenly stopped talking. He stared in disbelief at He Lingling, who was already lying on the bed.

"Going out is a good idea?"

What does it mean to say "it's good to go out"?

Didn't the housekeeper clearly say that we shouldn't go out after midnight?

"What do you mean?"

Even the slow-witted Xu Han realized something was wrong, and he looked at He Lingling and pressed her for an answer:

"What do you mean 'it's good that we're out'? What did you see? Is the housekeeper lying to us?"

That's impossible... Generally speaking, it's right to be conservative on the first night...

However, He Lingling's ambiguous words immediately reminded Xu Han of her appearance just now.

I realized that the other person's behavior was actually a side effect of activating their talent skill too early.

So here's the problem: the significant side effects also mean that He Lingling will see more story clues related to the plot or NPCs—

"The housekeeper didn't lie to us."

He Lingling frowned, feeling a bit of a headache, and forcibly sorted out some of the chaotic and tangled plot in her mind.

"She meant well when she said that."

"But the problem is, we'll be marked whether we get out or not."