Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

"Yinyin!" Old Fatty and Yan'er exclaimed at the same time.

Xie Yong smiled for the first time since arriving in this instance, but when he got closer and saw the mud on Yin Yin's shoes and her slightly damp hair, he frowned.

"what happened?"

Yinyin glanced at the red moon in the sky: "I don't know either. When I got to the instance, I was all alone, far away from here."

"A very far place?" Old Fatty said with some envy. "It's far from people there, so there's definitely no danger. Yinyin, why aren't you staying there? Why are you running into danger instead?"

"But now that I see you, I understand why the boss has been looking for something ever since he entered the dungeon. It turns out he knew you were in this dungeon too!"

“Although we’re far from the crowd, we can’t just sit and wait to die if we want to clear the dungeon and leave,” Yin Yin said half-jokingly. “I don’t know where the exit of the final dungeon is. If I just keep waiting, it’s so far away, there’s no food or water, wouldn’t I just be wasting my life? I might as well leave there and try my luck outside.”

“That’s true,” Yan’er elbowed the fat man and whispered, “If you can’t speak properly, then shut up.”

Then Yan'er looked at the bow and arrow in Yin Yin's hand: "Is this your weapon, Yin Yin?"

Yinyin nodded: "I got it from a dungeon."

This instance is also "an instance," so there's no difference.

Yan'er thought that after their last parting, Yin Yin had gone to several other places and obtained this bow and arrow. She immediately said, "Judging from your appearance, Yin Yin, you must be able to use the bow and arrow very well now."

“Not bad, I already know some archery,” Yin Yin was saying when she saw a man with a crazed expression appear around the corner ahead, muttering “Red Moon” over and over again.

Because the other three were facing away from that direction, Yin Yin reacted the fastest.

She raised her bow, pulled back the string, and an arrow appeared in her hand. The next moment, the person rushing towards her was pinned to the wall.

"Wow!" Old Fatty, who also knew how to use melee weapons, grumbled. "Yinyin, would you mind telling me where you got this thing? I want one too. With it, you only need a bow, you don't even need to carry arrows, how convenient! Although it's a bit big, I can carry it around all the time!"

Yan'er patted the fat man on the shoulder: "You want everything. The one Yinyin has is obviously not an ordinary item. You probably won't be able to find it again."

"In the world where I got it, there should only be one, and no others," Yin Yin said, half-jokingly. "However, this bow and arrow might be related to elves. Perhaps you'll have a chance to go to this kind of dungeon and obtain it?"

“That’s it,” the fat man said, giving up immediately. “Dungeons with elves are all extremely high-level, beyond human reach. You’re still using physical attacks; if someone unleashes a wide-range magic attack, you might not even have time to repel them.”

"Old Fatty, I think I'd better stay in the low-magic dungeon. At least the talismans I draw can be used."

“Your mind is quite clear right now,” Yan’er said mercilessly. “Why don’t you save up some gold coins and try to exchange them for a cultivation manual?”

“I do think so,” the fat old man said, “by the time I have the money to exchange for and master the technique, many years will have passed. Not to mention whether I can live to see that time, just whether I have spiritual roots and whether the technique I get is suitable is a big problem.”

"It's like you're eyeing magic with envy, but you don't dare to touch it. How do you know what your attribute is, how you can exchange for the right items, and how you can actually train it?"

"It's better to use the gold coins to buy more practical things, increase your survival rate, and reduce the chance of being ejected."

Upon hearing this, Yan'er was genuinely surprised: "Not bad, Fatty, you're actually quite clever."

Yinyin turned her face away, struggling to suppress her laughter.

Seeing that Xie Yong was staring at her, Yin Yin moved closer to him and whispered, "Is there anything you want to exchange?"

Xie Yong leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I don't need to change, I already have one."

A look of understanding flashed in Yin Yin's eyes, confirming her guess.

If others heard Xie Yong say this, they would definitely think that he had hit the jackpot and obtained the cultivation technique in the previous dungeon. People like Yan'er and Lao Pang never raised any questions about it.

But Yin Yin knew the original plot, so she was even more aware that Xie Yong was still in the early stages and had not yet reached the point where he possessed the martial arts techniques. Therefore, he suffered many injuries and betrayals.

Just like in the live stream just now, the others tacitly kept Xie Yong and the others outside, letting them deal with the enemy, which actually happened in real life.

However, Xie Yong back then didn't blow open the door like he does now, letting those people suffer the consequences of their own actions.

Having confirmed that Xie Yong returned with his memories intact, Yin Yin felt that the possibility of "Zero Degree" manipulating the matter of her being bound to him in a dungeon could not be ruled out.

But if that's the case, then two more possibilities arise.

One person with considerable power in "Zero Degrees" was also reborn. The other person was not reborn, but time reversed. However, by sheer coincidence, a powerful figure like Xie Yong retained his memories and believed he had been "reborn."

But this issue has brought up other things. For example, since someone on Zero's side might have memories and know about their influence on Xie Yong, why didn't they choose to kill Xie Yong and instead recruit themselves as employees?

Yinyin felt that life in this world was extremely fragmented.

The real world is bland and uneventful, but the "game" world is mind-numbing.

"Eject! I want to eject!"

Screams accompanied by rapid footsteps approached from afar, and the four of them immediately became alert. After a brief search, they hid in a nearby empty, abandoned building.

Just in case, Old Fatty distributed several talismans to everyone, whether they were for blocking aura or sound. Forget about wasting them now, let's use them all!

Yinyin and the others had only just finished getting ready when there was a commotion at the street corner.

A group of people dressed in red, their faces full of piety, murmured something as they walked toward the red moon.

As they passed the building, Yin Yin smelled a strong stench of blood.

Yin Yin then realized that these people weren't wearing red clothes at all; they were clearly wearing white clothes stained with blood.

Xie Yong knew that Yin Yin disliked the smell of blood, so he pulled her directly into his arms.

Yinyin's eyes could only see Xie Yong's black clothes, and her nose was filled with his aura.

Yinyin didn't break free immediately, but instead closed her eyes.

When you can't see, your hearing becomes exceptionally sharp, and you can hear the same thing being murmured by those people.

"I dedicate everything to the Red Moon, I offer my body as a sacrifice to the Red Moon, and the Red Moon grants me eternal life."

When it comes to rituals, Yin Yin can only think of one altar. But did the final plot unfold so quickly, or was something omitted?

She opened her eyes and looked at the red moon on the horizon. But what she saw was a thin, almost invisible silver moon.

The Red Moon exists to seize everything from the Silver Moon. When the Silver Moon disappears completely, this instance will be completely controlled by the Red Moon.

Should we let Red Moon run rampant, or help Silver Moon?

Looking at the bow and arrow in her hand, Yin Yin knew what choice she would make without even having to think.

She interrupted the fat old man who was scratching his head, saying, "I think I know where they're going."

Yan'er quickly whispered, "Yinyin, how did you know?"

“Listen carefully, they keep repeating things like sacrificial rites,” Yin Yin said, looking at the growing crowd below, men, women, and children. It was clear that the entire city had turned out.

"Your hearing is really good," the fat old man said, nodding to Xie Yong and Yan'er after using a talisman to amplify his hearing.

Xie Yong asked, "Yinyin, were you near the sacrificial site they were going to?"

"If there are no other altars dedicated to the moon goddess in this city, then that is the only place."

Yinyin stood up: "Let's go, we need to hurry. If there are too many people, there will be many things that we won't be able to do."