Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

The other side has already snatched one person.

Not only did he manage to snatch the person, but if all went well, he could also teach the clueless newcomers a lesson and create some trouble for Yuan Lai's team.

Even now, even though Jingli and Yuanlai arrived just in time, it still took a while and they were disgusted by what they did.

This made Jingli even more eager.

After clearing out the roaming zombies in the vicinity, the group set off again.

By the time they arrived at the Third Military Region, it was already completely dark, but no one chose to rest.

Yuan Lai called Bai Yunsi, and together with Jing Li, they entered a special room.

After the three of them sat down, Yuan Lai gave a helpless bitter smile: "Here, at least our conversations are less likely to be detected by the technology of this world."

This was the highest-level room she could get in a short time, but when she thought about the strange methods of the people she would face, she felt that what she was doing was like an ant trying to shake a tree, completely meaningless.

Jingli noticed her disappointment and said, "This room is very useful. Individual players are not that scary, but I'm afraid they will gather together or recruit more people."

“Okay, you’ve comforted me.” Yuan Lai wasn’t one to waste time on emotions, so she got straight to the point: “Well then, Jingli, now that you’ve admitted to being a ‘player,’ I think you need to provide some proof that you will always be on our side.”

Her gaze sharpened: "How can you guarantee you won't use our world as a stepping stone for other things?"

Jingli raised an eyebrow in surprise. The term "stepping stone" was quite interesting, making one wonder what Sefosi had done with the memories of this cycle.

He didn't ask, because Yuan Lai wouldn't answer.

"To be honest, I can't guarantee it, because I know I won't be here for long."

Yuan Lai's eyes probing: "Then what's the difference between you and those people?"

"What kind of people are they?" Jingli tilted her head and guessed, "They're the ones who work with you to save the world from the apocalypse, and then, like playing with building blocks, knock them down so you can start over?"

These words clearly provoked Yuan Lai. Not only that, but Bai Yunsi also stiffened slightly. He had no memory of it, but as someone trusted by Yuan Lai, he should have heard something from her.

Jingli knew she had guessed correctly.

It seems that this is the new content that Cyphersey implanted in Yuan Lai's memory, making her believe that everything will start over because of the "player" and the "outsider".

“If that’s what you think, I have to correct you. Your memories aren’t entirely reliable. At least the ‘players’ themselves don’t have the ability to manipulate time. They are people from some other world, just like you and me.”

Yuan Lai remained silent, staring intently at Jing Li.

Jingli didn't mind at all and continued, "Distrusting 'players' will increase the difficulty of the game for our side. If we are also given a game character, then our mission is to end the apocalypse, which is the same as most 'players'."

Yuan Lai took a deep breath, suppressing her unease.

"Our world is not a game."

She warned.

“I know,” Jingli said calmly, “but this analogy makes it easier to understand.”

He slowly placed the two bottles of medicine in front of him: "Do you remember me?"

Yuan Lai slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly, causing her chair to overturn to the ground.

Although her emotions had been fluctuating greatly, this was the first time she had lost her composure since entering the house.

How do you have the antidote?

She took two steps to the scene, reached out to take it, but stopped in mid-air, trembling and afraid to touch it.

Jingli thoughtfully placed the medicine in her palm: "You can look at it first, but you can't take it away right now."

Yuan Lai did not object to this request; her chest heaved violently.

Jingli continued to guess: "In your previous life, were your memories stuck at the moment the antidote was successfully developed?"

Yuan Lai closed her eyes and shook her head after a long while.

"In my previous life, my memories were set when the total number of surviving humans was greater than the total number of zombies, before the potion was developed."

"Oh? How many times has the antidote appeared in your memory?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lai scoffed and looked at Jing Li: "If you hadn't admitted yourself to being a player, I would have suspected that you, like me, were reborn with your memories intact." She put down the medicine and casually sat down at the table next to Jing Li. "All the players know my memories?"

Jingli shook her head: "I guessed."

Yuan Lai exhaled a breath of stale air and answered Jing Li's question: "In the previous life."

"How many times did you recall them?"

"..."

"That seems to be quite a few times. There were at least three times, and at least one lifetime in which the antidote almost succeeded before it was successfully developed."

“This is not a time to discuss my affairs,” Yuan Lai reminded them.

"Oh, sorry." Jingli neatly arranged the two bottles of potion, pretending not to be embarrassed. "I don't need to explain why I can't give you the potion. We can't end the apocalypse before breaking the cycle of reincarnation. Besides these two bottles of potion for completion, there is another possibility that I can offer as a token of my sincerity."

Jingli curled the corners of her lips: "To break the possibility of reincarnation."

Yuan Lai lifted her eyelids, not quite believing it.

The number Jingli guessed earlier was actually incorrect; she has memories of five lifetimes in this life.

But strangely, in every life other than this one, she only has memories of the previous one.

Each time, she was unable to meet the companions from her previous life, but each time, new people brought hope to everyone.

And every time she saw hope, she fell into the abyss once again.

Before she awoke in this life, she saw something else.

Those saviors who once saved the world all had a progress bar above their heads indicating their efforts to save the world. When the progress bar was full, it turned into a small ball that looked like blood.

The saviors looked listless, as if they had grown tired of the game. They threw the blood-red ball on the ground and crushed it with their feet.

Yuan Lai watched helplessly as the small ball turned to dust, and their world's time began to reverse, returning to the seventh day of the apocalypse, when that world had just fallen into a deep sleep.

She saw herself being saved by saviors, who were laughing wildly behind her back.

—How can someone be sold out and still help count the money? Is this what a protagonist is supposed to be like?

Yuan Lai didn't understand what they meant; she just felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Because she had placed her trust in them, because she truly believed that she had gone through the darkest times with these people and had greeted the sun with them.

She saw her savior from her previous life, the man who always looked at her with affection.

He once hugged Yuan Lai, who hadn't slept for three days in the lab, and said, "We don't need an antidote. Starting over is faster than making an antidote."

He led the Third Military Region to become a zombie exterminator, reducing the number of zombies across the country to a completely controllable level.

But in the end, he just ground the ball and said, "It's too much of a waste of time, it's faster to flatten it."