Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

With a "whoosh," the intricately carved wooden door opened outwards, and the old woman looked up menacingly. The next second, she and Yan'er were face-to-face.

Yan'er reacted quickly, retreating swiftly while simultaneously drawing her short knife from her sleeve and slashing towards the old woman.

The old woman fell backward, and her faceless followers rushed forward.

Yinyin was shielded behind Xie Yong and met the old woman's gaze.

It looks familiar.

Although the eye spacing and height were not quite right, this was the only one Yin Yin was familiar with.

Yinyin mouthed, "Sister Qing?"

The old woman chuckled, her voice hoarse, but the sound didn't just echo in that room; it was like a thunderclap, heard almost throughout the entire courtyard.

"Intruders are trying to steal a bride! Find the trespassers and kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire house seemed to come alive, with screams and cries of pain echoing from all directions.

The room where Yinyin and the others were staying also changed.

The walls of the entire room slowly moved towards the center, and the originally large space gradually shrank.

"No, we have to get out of here," the fat man said, hiding as far away from the old woman and the others as possible. "Brother Xie, protect your wife, I'll blast a way out."

Xie Yong pulled Yin Yin along, attacking the oncoming enemies while moving to a more distant location.

Seeing that his companions were some distance away, the fat man took out a talisman, formed a hand seal, and threw it out: "Break!"

A large hole immediately appeared in the wall, but Yin Yin seemed to hear a cry of pain at the same time.

Is this house alive?

Having found a way out, Xie Yong and the other two, along with Yin Yin, fought their way out and escaped.

But escaping outside is not safe either, because the elusive guards and the mobile residences could both become weapons to attack them.

But what's more dangerous than these are the so-called "players".

All players understand that this is not just a game, but "reality".

Each player has three chances to exit the instance, but only one life. As long as they survive and have a breath left, they can quickly receive healing and recover to their full strength the moment they leave the instance.

No one dared to gamble on whether they would die after using up these three chances, nor did they know how many more dungeons they would have to go through.

They can only survive by any means necessary, while valuing their lives even more.

When danger strikes, in order to survive, they will naturally choose to push others out to die in their place.

The evil of human nature is vividly displayed in this game.

In such a world, it is truly extraordinary that Xie Yong could gather two trustworthy companions so quickly and form a team.

Not long after Xie Yong and his companions escaped the house, they found the next key point using information on their phones, stopped their rampage at the mansion, and discovered a map to leave.

However, judging from the route shown on the map, it was fraught with danger. Even Old Fatty and Yan'er couldn't guarantee that they would get through unscathed and would need Xie Yong's help, let alone bring Yin Yin along.

Although Yinyin hadn't really done anything along the way, Lao Pang and Yan'er had seen her strength and reflexes, and were both a little worried.

Seeing that they were all thinking about leaving together, Yinyin gently scratched Xie Yong's palm and blinked her right eye as he looked at her.

Xie Yong understood her meaning and smiled.

“You don’t need to worry about me,” Yin Yin said. “As long as you get out, I’ll find a way to catch up with you.”

Seeing that they didn't believe her, Yinyin took out the fortune chart she was carrying from her pocket.

"Huh?" After recognizing what it was, the old fat man's gaze towards Yin Yin changed. He leaned closer to examine it for a while. "This looks like a destiny chart, but I don't think I've ever seen this style or the carving technique before."

"Um... Yinyin, which faction are you on?"

"I really don't know," Yin Yin wasn't exactly trying to fool him. The fortune teller had never mentioned this since he started teaching her, and she only knew that she was learning the orthodox methods, nothing else...

In that world, would there be any Taoist priest who would stand up and accuse her sect's lineage of not being orthodox?

If anyone truly wants to step forward, they should first create a ritual object that can bear witness to the nation's destiny and foreshadow good or bad fortune before speaking out.

If you don't have the ability, it's best to just keep quiet.

After all, this was backed by the imperial court and had the Empress as a close confidante.

"So, Yinyin, what functions does this have?" Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yinyin take out this mystical item.

"It doesn't have many functions," Yin Yin said half-jokingly. "It can only bring good luck and avoid bad luck, and incidentally prevent the local natives from causing me trouble."

“However,” Yinyin paused, “it has a relatively long wind-up time, and there are also relatively high restrictions on the number of users.”

Trusting Xie Yong, Old Fatty and Yan'er exchanged a glance and pretended to suddenly understand: "No wonder you stayed in the new house by yourself earlier, and the other natives only came after we met up with you."

After saying this, the two looked at Xie Yong together, waiting for him to make a decision.

Yin Yin was sincere, but out of caution, the two of them trusted Xie Yong more.

Xie Yong and Yin Yin were childhood sweethearts. He knew she liked studying metaphysics and astrology, but he didn't think she could really learn much from things online. He felt more that Yin Yin was using it to conceal her different social status.

After all, what Yin Yin received was not a player invitation.

But Xie Yong hesitated when it came to leaving Yin Yin alone. With Lao Pang and Yan'er both there, he could only ask, "Are you sure nothing will go wrong?"

"Definitely not," at least within the same instance, very few NPCs dare to cross the line and risk being punished for killing each other.

Yinyin glanced at the map, memorized it, and then pushed Xie Yong and the others out: "Quickly bring everything you need. Once you're out of this door, it won't be easy to get back in later."

Xie Yong and the other two went out, but all of them stayed at the door, waiting to verify whether Yin Yin's words were true or false.

Seeing their attitude, Yin Yin closed the door and said, "Wait a minute, I'll let you try again."

Yinyin pretended to take out her horoscope and walked to the wall behind the partition, writing with her finger.

[Can you reinforce the door to prevent people from coming in?]

A checkmark quickly appeared on the wall.

As expected, Yin Yin confirmed her guess; the house was indeed alive.

She casually fiddled with the horoscope chart, and after a while, she walked to the door and said, "I'm done, you guys can go now!"

She had barely finished speaking when a commotion came from the doorway.

"Wow," the fat man exclaimed in surprise, "this door feels just like a wall."

Yan'er tried it too: "Indeed."

Xie Yong knocked on the door: "See you when I get home."

"Okay," Yinyin agreed, and soon heard their footsteps fading away.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly felt aches and pains all over her body.

She does exercise regularly, but it's always planned and gradual. It's never been as urgent as today, requiring her to be on edge at all times.

She turned around to walk back, only to be met with the old woman's bark-like face.

"Whoa!" Yin Yin was so startled that she took a step back and bumped into the door.

As she rubbed her sore shoulder, she said, "Sister Qing, you scared me to death!"