Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

"Yinyin, when you get back, remember to put on another face mask. It's getting a bit dry, so you need to make sure your good skin stays hydrated, okay?"

After the makeup artist removed Yin Yin's makeup, she gave her another piece of advice before letting her up: "Your boyfriend is here to pick you up again. You two have such a great relationship."

Yinyin smiled shyly. Just as she stood up, she saw a black card in her makeup case. She blinked quickly and asked, "What's that? The print is so pretty. Is it your new love letter?"

"Even within our group, if someone else dares to give it to me, I wouldn't dare to accept it," the makeup artist said, closing her makeup case. "If someone asks me to bring something for them, they say they can keep it if the other person doesn't accept it."

The makeup artist's eyes flickered: "Oh, by the way, Yinyin, I still have some milk tea and flowers that your fans sent you. Do you want to take them with you?"

"No, thank you," Yinyin waved her hand and said, "I'll trouble Sister Yang to handle this for me."

“Okay, I knew you never accept things from dubious sources,” the makeup artist readily agreed, and even warmly saw Yin Yin out the door.

Yinyin stopped a few steps after leaving the house.

Late at night, a stranger dressed in black clothes and black pants, with a black hat that obscures his face, stands in front of you. Even if he looks well-built... but there's an empty corridor behind him, who wouldn't be scared?

When the man saw Yinyin stop, he suddenly raised his face, revealing a handsome but pale face.

Yinyin instinctively took a step back and tried to run away, but the person raised his hand, and it was as if an invisible wall suddenly appeared behind Yinyin, blocking her way.

Yinyin's nails dug deep into her palms, using the pain to calm herself down. Although she knew it was probably useless, she still unlocked her phone and dialed Xie Yong's number: "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Sorry, I startled you," the man said, taking off his hat and giving Yin Yin a gentlemanly bow. "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Bi'an, an employee of 'Zero Degree.' I came here today to deliver your player invitation."

“However,” seeing Yin Yin’s wary gaze and resistant movements, his smile grew wider, “look what I’ve discovered.”

He walked step by step to Yin Yin's side, turned his face to the side, and took a deep breath: "Hmm~ It's the scent of new life."

"It's rare that you didn't choose a substitute, but instead avoided death yourself."

"Given your potential, and after consulting with my superiors, I am now extending a direct recruitment invitation to you."

"Ms. Yu Yinyin, would you like to become our employee?"

“I never accept work invitations for no reason,” Yin Yin said, taking a step to the side. “Besides, I’m currently filming and have my own job.”

“Of course you can refuse,” Bi’an straightened up, his face full of malice, “but if you don’t become an employee, you can only become a player.”

"Or perhaps, Ms. Yu would prefer to experience the thrill of being a player?"

A threat, an absolute threat.

Yinyin looked at the other side and saw a black card appear with a hand outstretched. The pattern on it was exactly the same as the one she had just seen at the makeup artist's place. Her heart tightened: "I didn't fill out an application. Why are you contacting me?"

Bi'an tilted her head slightly: "This isn't a question that players can know."

Yinyin chose to move on to the next question: "The invitation from the makeup artist, was it originally intended for me?"

This time, the other side replied: "Yes and no. Unsigned invitations will go to the most suitable person on their own."

The hand on the other side drew closer, and just before the black invitation was about to be placed in her pocket, Yin Yin spoke again: "I'm willing to become an employee."

“What a pity,” Bi’an said regretfully, “I was really looking forward to seeing you panicked and disoriented as you were being chased.”

The other side clenched its hand back, the black card disappeared, and when it unfolded again, a clear, ice-blue card, as clear as ice crystals, appeared before it.

Yinyin waited a while before reaching out to take the card.

The moment she caught it, the card transformed into an ice butterfly, circled around her, and landed on her little fingertip, leaving a mark on her nail.

"Her Majesty the Queen has instructed that you be given a special recruitment quota."

This is the answer to Yinyin's question just now.

"Welcome," the other side sighed, "see you again if fate allows."

He snapped his fingers and disappeared, leaving Yinyin standing alone, watching the marks on her fingernails slowly fade away.

"Yinyin?" Xie Yong's voice came through the phone when it connected. "Have you come out yet?"

"Mmm," Yinyin responded softly, "I have something to tell you when we meet later."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Knowing that Yin Yin would be out soon, Xie Yong got out of the car and waited.

Upon seeing Yin Yin, Xie Yong quickly stepped forward and gave her a hug: "Yin Yin, I missed you so much."

Yinyin was led forward by him, her arm around him: "Didn't we just see each other yesterday?"

“Yes,” Xie Yong’s voice was a little unsteady, “but I feel like I haven’t seen you for a very long time. ‘A day apart feels like three autumns.’ By that reckoning, it’s been several months since I last saw you.”

Yinyin gently patted his hand as a gesture of comfort.

"Didn't you just say you had something to tell me?" Xie Yong asked while driving. "What is it?"

"Find a place to pull over first."

Seeing how serious she was, Xie Yong immediately did as she said.

"I..." Apart from the first sound, all that could be seen of Yin Yin was her mouth opening; nothing else could be heard.

Xie Yong's relaxed expression vanished, replaced by a serious one. He reached out and covered Yin Yin's mouth, preventing her from continuing. He was all too familiar with the sight of her opening her mouth but being unable to utter a sound.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly pulled Yin Yin into his arms, trembling. "Yin Yin, if you can't say it, then don't. I'll say it. Can you nod or shake your head?"

“Okay,” Yinyin saw the wetness on his cheeks, reached out to wipe away his tears, and said with a smile, “I can still tell you that.”

Xie Yong couldn't really laugh at the moment, but in order not to spoil the fun, he still tried to raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Yinyin, you received a card, right?"

“Yes,” Yinyin tried to describe the card’s appearance, but then she couldn’t make a sound and had to give up.

"Is it an invitation from 'Zero Degree'?"

"Yes."

The light in Xie Yong's eyes gradually dimmed: "Yinyin, I will try my best to protect you."

Seeing his dejected look, Yinyin directly reached out her palm and placed it on his forehead, making him look up and face her, and then gently blinked her left eye.

Xie Yong was a beat slow to react: "You're not quite the same as me?"

Yinyin snapped her fingers: "Smart."

"It's an invitation from 'Zero Degree,' but it's different from mine," Xie Yong thought of a piece of news he had heard. "The player invitation I received, Yin Yin, is that you?"

Yinyin gently winked her left eye at him.

Xie Yong's eyes lit up as if by sparks, and he broke into a big smile.

Yinyin was embraced by him again. In just a moment, the surrounding environment changed, and she was already home.

"That's wonderful, Yinyin," Xie Yong said, pressing his forehead against hers. "You will live a good life."