Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

WTF?

Yinyin clicked on it and took a quick look, only to find that it was a live stream replay of the dungeon where Xie Yong's team was the main character.

Because the time was relatively short, there weren't many bullet comments yet, only messages like "checking in" and "front row".

Yinyin exited the video, scrolled down, and found a live streaming room.

This live stream looks like they're playing a murder mystery game, but their murder mystery games involve real fighting, and if a character goes out of character (OOC), they'll be killed off by the plot.

Wow, come on, place your bets and guess who will survive to the end!

[I guess it's that duke.]

[I guess no one survived.]

[Reliable! Spend four days and three nights at the castle, and the souls that emerge are so dark they could be cooked right away; whether they're alive or not is irrelevant.]

[I wonder when Xie Yong's team will get to visit the castle. I'm really looking forward to seeing who comes out last. They've held out for so long without getting stained black; they'll smell amazing when they do.]

[Just think about it. It seems Xie Yong has been taken in by a newly emerged regulator. If you encounter him in the future, think twice.]

[Regulators? Really? They see us like ants, yet they keep us as prey?]

Based on the comments and the situation in Xie Yong's instance, Yin Yin doesn't think these comments are talking about anyone other than her. So, here's the question.

Who are these people sending these bullet comments?

What then is the regulator?

Whose account is this that hides its name and claims to be extremely wealthy?

Yinyin exited the app and sighed softly. All that's known so far is that the regulators have a higher status than those posting comments, and that they created this game specifically for dark souls. But what about the others?

Oh no, there are too many problems, my brain can't slow down, what should I do if I can't sleep?

Yinyin thought to herself, then opened the app again, but found nothing new.

The next morning, Yinyin got up with a yawn, while Xie Yong was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Didn't you sleep well last night?

"Hmm," Yin Yin hugged him from behind, resting her head on his back, "I found something, and my head is about to explode."

Xie Yong deftly flipped the pancake in the pan, poured himself a glass of water, and tilted his head to hand it to him: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Yinyin let go of her hand, scratched her hair, took the water glass and drank it all in one gulp: "If you want to exchange information with each other, what methods do you usually use?"

Xie Yong thought for a moment: "Aside from in-game communication, we basically don't contact each other, because no matter if it's by phone or other chat apps, we can't send out any related information."

Yinyin was somewhat disappointed. In that case, the only way she could investigate was through the live stream comments. She wondered if the replay could provide more information over time.

"Ding dong!"

Xie Yong had just scooped out the freshly cooked pancakes, cut them, and arranged them when he received a message on his phone. He opened it, glanced at it, then immediately turned off his phone and tossed it onto the table.

Seeing his expression darken, Yin Yin asked, "Is it at your house again?"

"A bunch of greedy, murderous bastards," Xie Yong sneered. "Seeing that I'm still alive, they've started trying to build relationships with me."

“I haven’t settled accounts with them properly for the debt that almost ruined you before, but they’re in such a hurry, so I’ll just grant their wish.”

Yinyin didn't say anything, but simply placed her hand in his.

The Xie and Yu families were neighbors, and Yinyin knew a lot about their family affairs.

The Xie family's company was built from scratch by Xie's parents. Once they had the means, they naturally wanted to help their siblings, so they brought in relatives to work for the company. This wouldn't have been a big deal, but unfortunately, their relatives were stupid, wicked, and greedy.

When Xie's parents were still alive, they abused their power in the company because of their deep affection for each other. But after Xie's parents passed away unexpectedly and Xie Yong took over, they naturally wanted more because they saw that Xie Yong was young.

But Xie Yong didn't tolerate them. Instead, he built a retirement department, threw them all in, and forbade them from contacting the company's core. Some of these people knew that the "Zero" game was problematic. Under the guise of delivering banquet invitations, they slipped the "Zero" invitations into Xie Yong's hands, hoping he would die in the game so that the company would fall into the hands of their relatives.

After Xie Yong learned about this, he immediately laid off all the employees and made a will. In the event of his accidental death, the company would be handed over to Yin Yin to inherit. Some of his assets were even going through the process of being transferred to Yin Yin's name.

This will clearly ruined these people's plans, which is why Yin Yin was in danger of dying.

Xie Yong grasped her hand in return, pulled it to his cheek, and gently pressed it against hers: "Don't worry, this time I will not show any mercy."

"Hurry up and eat. I'll take you to the shed later."

Yinyin looked at her right hand, which he was holding tightly: "How am I supposed to eat like this?"

Xie Yong reluctantly let go: "How about I feed you?"

Yinyin gave him a look and chose to eat by herself.

When they arrived at the film set, the stylist who was doing Yin Yin's hair and makeup today was the same one, but compared to before, her mental state was not as good.

"Sister Yang, didn't you get enough rest before?" The assistant noticed that she was absent-minded and was worried that something might go wrong. "Why don't you go and rest? I've learned a lot from you during this time, and I can still do the pre-makeup routine."

The stylist forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I'll rest after I'm done. I just might need to ask you to touch up my makeup later."

After finally finishing my makeup, the stylist immediately left.

The assistant frowned: "What's wrong with Sister Yang today? She seems absent-minded."

Another stylist nearby said, "I saw her showing off yesterday, saying she had an invitation to Zero Degrees. Maybe she was playing games too late last night!"

Yinyin and her assistant exchanged a glance but didn't say anything. Instead, they left the house, saying they had finished their makeup and it was time to go on set.

After they came out, the assistant revealed her envy: "Sister Yang is so lucky, she actually got an invitation from Zero Degree. I heard that you can exchange the coins in Zero Degree's game for money. One coin can be exchanged for about a hundred yuan, and when it's in high demand, it's said that it can be even higher. It won't take long for her to earn enough for a month's salary."

“Don’t envy her,” Yin Yin said, half-jokingly. “She only played around for one night and she’s already in this state. If she played around for a few more days, she might make money, but her health would probably collapse.”

The assistant wholeheartedly agreed: "Indeed, it's impossible to work and play holographic games at the same time. I've heard that those Zero players quit their jobs to stay home and play games full-time to make money."

"But don't worry, Sister Yinyin, no matter how good Zero Degree is, I definitely won't go. Even if Zero Degree is good, it's not as stable as a regular job, and you have to pay for your own insurance. Most importantly, Sister Yinyin, you're such a good boss, I can't bear to leave you!"

"Ding dong!"

Before Yinyin could continue speaking, she heard her phone beep.

She opened her phone and saw it was a notification from an app.

Heavy snowfall blocked the road down the mountain, and cell phone signals were down. The centuries-old castle welcomed greedy travelers. The travelers' blood stained the castle red.

You are the princess in the castle tower, looking down on everything from above.

Tonight, I await your return.