No Choice at All!

After returning to bed, Yimo put the matter of the phone card aside.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, they'd just assume the broken app caused it. There was no way a beautiful girl would suddenly break into their home while they were sick and in bed to do something, right?

No way! Absolutely not!

Yimo was certain it wouldn't happen!

They had always been alone, a lonely old dog.

Even though they had millions of fans online, it was just a persona they sold. It wasn't possible to form deep connections.

Yimo posted a message on Kaki.

Mizuhoshi: Suddenly attacked by creatures from another galaxy, unfortunately caught it. I have a fever, a cold, and severe pharyngitis. I might not be able to stream for a while~

But don't worry, Mizu-fans, I wasn't kidnapped!!!

Mizuhoshi will be resurrected soon and continue fighting with everyone, hey!

Several Mizuhoshi reaction images were interspersed. After posting, Yimo stopped paying attention.

After all, most people were concerned and cared about Mizuhoshi, with a small portion of anti-fans gloating and mocking.

Yimo actually had a thick skin. Years of being sprayed by Mizuhoshi's anti-fans had made them practically numb. They could look at the trolls' words with a blank expression, their hearts completely still, like a meditating old monk. They even felt like replying, encouraging them to keep trying and come up with new insults.

"Is that all? I'm so bored of this!"

Closing Kaki, Yimo opened QQ. They looked at their sister's avatar, which was gray as usual, with no new messages. They were about to close it directly.

But just then, their QQ, which had been undisturbed and invisible for ages, suddenly received a message.

Beep beep beep beep—Beep beep beep beep—

The jumping avatar picture was a beautiful image of Mizuhoshi in a summer bikini, with the name "I Will Always Love Mizuhoshi."

I Will Always Love Mizuhoshi: Shui-shui, how are you feeling now that you're sick?

Is it serious? I'm so worried!

Where do you live? I'll have my driver bring you medicine and a doctor to see you!

Oh, right, I can't ask for your address!

Right, I was too busy the day before yesterday and didn't watch the live stream, but I watched the replay twice and am now watching it for the third time!

Shui-shui, you're so handsome and cute!

It's a shame I didn't manage to get you to the top of the rankings!

Right, you're sick now, is it serious?

I'm very concerned about you!!!

This person was the only fan Yimo had added on their personal QQ.

When they first debuted, they were a bit naive. It was the first time they encountered a 100,000 reward, and the person asked to add them on QQ. Yimo didn't create a secondary account and just added them directly.

For a while, they chatted every day, but later Yimo found it difficult to chat, so it became one-sided harassment from the other party.

But even so, that person continued to follow them and gave generous rewards during most of their live streams.

They had already spent over 10 million soft sister coins, which was terrifying.

Yimo assumed this person was a wealthy businessman who was retired, likely with a beer belly and possibly going bald. Otherwise, where would they get so much spare money to reward a virtual streamer?

Oh, and it was easy to tell that the person's QQ was a secondary account.

Yimo thought about it and decided to reply.

Kong: I'm getting better, don't worry. I'm going to rest now~

After sending it, they didn't look at the other person's reply anymore.

It wasn't that Yimo was too cold; it was just that the more the other person cared, the more they felt indebted. So, it was better to say less. However, they hadn't expected the other person to be so persistent for four years.

Both of them had gotten used to this way of communication.

After closing QQ, Yimo started to research the "Become an Idol" app.

Opening the "My" page, their original 349 points had now become 199.

Just as Qin Muse had said, 50 points were indeed deducted daily.

Yimo rubbed their temples. Although it was summer, they still felt a bit cold. They went to pour a cup of hot water, then wrapped themselves in the blanket and continued their research.

First, they went to check the store. There was nothing available for purchase with real money; instead, all items could be redeemed with points.

The most obvious indication of the points' value was that 1 point could be exchanged for 200 soft sister coins.

From small toys and accessories to planes, tanks, and ships, everything could be redeemed. The required points were basically exchanged at a proportional rate to the price.

Of course, what could be bought wasn't the most important thing. The crucial part was that the store offered items that couldn't be bought in reality, such as guns, grenades, or limited edition figurines that had been out of print for many years. They had everything!

Yimo's eyes went wide looking at it.

However, it was different from the store when they entered the game. The prices here were clearly higher.

The difference is that they are one-time use, only usable within the game at that moment. If they can't be used in the game, points will not be refunded.

As for things like bloodlines, various physical abilities, futuristic weapons, or magic equipment that Yimo had seen in novels before, there were no related products.

The in-game shop seemed to have them, but he hadn't looked closely at the time. Now, in the real world, looking on his phone, they weren't there.

The more Yimo looked through these things, the more he detested this damned app.

Reducing 50 points every day was like directly losing 10,000 yuan.

He had plenty of savings, so it didn't matter to him, but for those who had lost their lives in there, it was too much of a rip-off, making human lives seem worthless.

This was nothing. According to Qin Muse, the fact that points were lost and they would be forcibly entered into the game was the real trap!

It was practically forcing everyone to participate in this absurd game!

"But... there's no way... to escape..."

Yimo frowned slightly, murmuring.

He looked around but found no customer service or feedback windows that could answer his questions. Finally, he looked at his girlfriend group chat.

"Girlfriend group? Isn't one crazy woman enough?"

Yimo looked at her last message.

He wasn't afraid of her coming to find him; after all, he'd had crazy fans over the years, and none of them had ever actually shown up.

But the thought of her being there with him when he entered the game made him a little scared!

If she targeted him from the start, catching him like a little chick, with his current physical condition, he really wouldn't be a match for her.

Yimo was also feeling unwell due to a cold, fever, and pharyngitis. He decided.

"Since I have to participate anyway, dying early or late is still dying! So, I'll just go and start a match by myself first!"

Yimo acted on his thoughts and went to the game categories again.

After much deliberation, he concluded that romance games were still the most suitable for him, and the risk should be lower, so he went to select the romance game category.

"Your level permission is insufficient."

Yimo's face darkened slightly. He thought, At least tell me what level I need to be to choose!

Helplessly, he went to choose the plot-driven mystery category.

"Your level permission is insufficient."

Music category!

"Your level permission is insufficient."

Finally, after trying all the types, Yimo clenched his fists, so angry he almost fainted.

There wasn't a single game type his current level permission was sufficient for!

"Hurry up and destroy it already!"

Changing into sweatpants, a t-shirt, and athletic shoes, Yimo said, and with a blank expression, he finally clicked the random match button. The system finally responded.

"Current remaining points: 199."

"Automatically matching game."

"Game type: Random."

"Matching game... Countdown 10, 9, 8..."

"..."

"Game matched successfully. We wish you a pleasant game and successful survival."