As they were almost at their home, Jiang Ying didn't say anything wrong.

"Well, we're almost home."

"Let's stop then." Sheh got out of the car and met up with Shi Jinzhe, who was driving at a snail's pace.

Jiang smiled sheepishly: "It's not that I don't welcome you, but my family's situation is special. If they see your car, they'll try to take advantage of you."

Sheikh asked, "Aren't your family members good to you?"

“That’s really bad,” Jiang said. “My parents died early, and the house they left me has been occupied by relatives. I wouldn’t have come back to live here if it weren’t for getting the house.”

She had saved up a small fortune by bringing people to take orders, and she came back just to prove herself.

"Sigh, if only Jiang Yinxue were here, she could scare them all to death and that would be the end of it all."

Shi Jinzhe wasn't stupid; the implication in those words was practically shoved into his face: "You really want him to be resurrected?"

"Of course I want to, how could I not?" Jiang Yu admitted frankly. She had her own ulterior motives; if it worked out, great; if not…

If not, that would be such a pity. To die with resentment in the prime of one's life, how unwilling one must be.

Jiang Ying remembered that when she was in her senior year of high school, Jiang Yinxue, who had always been indifferent to her, actually offered to tutor her, which showed how much he longed to live.

"I got this idea after seeing a post on the forum... I don't want to hide it from you. If I can, I can help you more. If I can't, don't think I have ulterior motives if I suddenly become too attentive. I'm just trying to put my mind at ease."

Shi Jinzhe thought for a moment and asked, "Have you considered whether he would still be your tool if he were to be resurrected?"

Furthermore, if Jiang Yinxue's special abilities, unique to spirits, were to disappear, your ability to protect yourself would definitely decrease. If he couldn't protect you, would he be willing to let you go?

"I..." Jiang Yu was speechless.

After a moment, she seemed to have come to terms with it and forced an unnatural smile.

"Yeah, if I don't die, I'll probably be stuck in this game forever. Why think so much?"

This damn game! Why does it have to persecute her when she's supposed to be saving the world? She doesn't want to be a hero, so why can't anyone else go?

"I was overthinking it. You should go back soon."

Jiang said goodbye to the two and dragged her heavy electric scooter home.

The sound of the car starting and driving away faded into the distance. She looked back for a moment, then turned her head back.

Are you envious?

Jiang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She looked around, but no one passed by her on the busy street.

That hoarse voice of envy seemed like her hallucination, but Jiang Yu still kept her vigilance at 100%.

Her eyes turned cold and sharp as she walked home step by step.

When she got back to her doorstep, she heard that same voice again as her awful relatives discussed how to take the house from her.

It seemed to be hooked, full of intense allure.

Are you envious?

Jiang lowered her head, her eyes shifting repeatedly. Of course she envied her; she didn't envy what Jiang had been looking at for so long.

Are you envious?

The voice asked again, its tone mingling with the noisy laughter from inside the door, sounding exceptionally unpleasant.

Jiang Ling, annoyed, took out her key and opened the door. "You envy your dad! Get the hell out of here, you charlatan!"

Do you think she's stupid? There are plenty of people who want to fool her. Something that doesn't dare to show its true colors is nothing.

The entire family inside the door was stunned by her words, "Get out of here, you old hag!" Jiang Ling sent a message to Shi Jinzhe amidst their terrified gazes.

It's not a coincidence; something has entered this world.

Schech was sharing his experience riding the electric scooter when he saw his phone on the center console light up and unlocked the screen.

"When the time came, Jiang said that something had indeed entered this world."

"Ask her about the specifics, and then mail her a gold leaf through the game app."

Schech was operating two systems simultaneously, his hand on his phone while his mind searched the system, asking, "What's going on?"

However, after the items were delivered and both of them had gone home and eaten dinner, the system did not give Shekh any response.

"Useless. It disappears whenever it's needed."

Shekh's good mood for the day was ruined, and he scrolled through his phone with a cold expression.

[Player Time is running out, player Sheh, please note that the next dungeon run will be opened ahead of schedule. Please prepare accordingly. Teleportation countdown: 00:02:59.]

The two looked up at the same time.

Player Shekh?

Shi Jinzhe didn't understand why Sheh's identity had suddenly changed. He quickly made Sheh change into the clothes she would wear in the game, and before being sucked into the black vortex, he tightly grasped Sheh's hand.

...

[All players have arrived. Welcome back to Pyramid Survival Battle!]

Dungeon Name: [Doomsday World Rescue Team]

Dungeon type: Survival

Background information: Two hundred and twenty years ago, an unknown ray appeared in space, causing a sharp drop in the oxygen content of this world.

Humanity's living environment is changing, leading to mass mortality, technological stagnation, and the beginning of an apocalyptic era.

In dire straits, a mutated algae that can rapidly produce oxygen appears. They rely on movement to evade the pursuit of radiation monsters. In order to obtain oxygen for humans to breathe, humans begin to search for the algae.

Basic objective: Help 14 players successfully reach Dota City. (10 points)

Advanced Mission: Complete the mission of acquiring a large amount of algae and rescuing Dota City within twelve days. (15 points)

The system notification has ended.

Shi Jinzhe steadied himself against the swaying metal side of the carriage, and the first thing he looked around was to see that Sher was still there. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Red string."

Shehe didn't expect that the red rope Shi Jinzhe had used earlier would become another binding item between them, so even though her identity changed to a player, she was still not separated from Shi Jinzhe.

"I was thinking that if you weren't here, I would have just forfeited this round."

“We won’t be separated,” Shekh comforted him, then his gaze was drawn to Shi Jin’s folded clothes.

"You look quite good dressed like this."

Shi Jinzhe lowered his head, slightly surprised: "I got my clothes changed the first time I entered the game."

The dark blue double-breasted uniform was cinched at the waist with a three-finger-wide leather belt, and the folded cuffs were embroidered with gold trim, echoing the gold epaulettes. It was a very well-tailored uniform.

The meticulous tailoring amplified his rational temperament, making it difficult for Sheikh to reconcile this with his clingy and persistent manner.

She placed her hand on Shi Jinzhe's body: "I like this."

"Take a look if you like it." Shi Jinzhe looked at the rusty metal car, which looked a bit like a train and was swaying precariously. Outside the window, there was a sky full of yellow sand.

There were about ten people standing in the corridor. Besides him, there were several others wearing similar uniforms, probably because the game had given them their identities.

Shi Jinzhe: "This round of the game didn't yield many points, only 25 in total, probably because it's a new game..."

Where am I?

A young man, clutching his hair, asked, "Why am I here? Can't you explain this to me?"

Shi Jinzhe's words were interrupted, confirming that the game had indeed placed him and Shekh in an easy level.