The Post-Apocalyptic Survival Journey After Transforming into a Beautiful Girl

"Five people were doing drugs..."

"Don't you touch that stuff." I quickly added.

"Relax... don't you know who I am? Let's go, everyone's waiting." As he spoke, Long Tianfeng directly grabbed my hand, instantly making me so embarrassed I didn't dare lift my head to look at anyone—just like that receptionist earlier, the way she looked at me now, that rotten aura, made every hair on my body stand on end.

I hurriedly tried to pull my hand back, but found this guy's grip was no joke, not easy to break free from at all.

And so, walking all the way, being stared at all the way, I wished I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or just grab a knife and kill myself outright—too humiliating.

Just as I was lost in these wild thoughts, I was dragged to the door of a room that looked extremely upscale, from which came chaotic shouts of things like: "Drink up!" "Six six six!" and the like.

"Bang!" The door swung open, and a crowd turned their gazes this way. My face flushed crimson as I looked at the room full of people, pulled hard again, and finally got my hand back. Under the stares of a bunch of rich second-generation types and beauties, I silently walked to a corner and sat down.

But... before I could even settle, that bastard Long Tianfeng walked straight over, yanked me up, pointed at me, and said loudly: "Everyone! This is the childhood friend I'm always talking about. I'm counting on you all to look out for him now and then."

Before I could say anything, the crowd below started cheering, saying all kinds of things, patting their chests in promises and so on.

Watching this scene, I felt annoyed, forcefully shook off Long Tianfeng's hand, grabbed a bottle of Sprite off the floor, opened it, and started drinking.

Recalling this, I suddenly sensed another eerie footstep outside, like someone walking down the hallway, one leg barely supporting them while the other dragged along the ground.

"Slap... sizzle~~~ slap!... sizzle~~"

It seemed... like something foreign was on the foot, the sound of it scraping against the tile floor was unusually harsh. Maybe it was because I couldn't see clearly in the dead of night, but my hearing seemed incredibly sharp—a novel experience for me.

Of course, no matter how enhanced my hearing was, it couldn't compare to the novelty of me having become a female.

After all, I'm an author + otaku, nearly halfway through life's good years without a decent girlfriend, though my relationship with the Five Beauties isn't bad...

As for who the Five Beauties are? Of course—Thumb! Index! Middle! Ring! And the youngest of the five, Little Pinky...

Heh... thinking back, it's really a tragic story.

Feeling the footsteps outside gradually fade away, I sat up in a daze. Everything I was facing now felt unreal.

Was that a person or a ghost outside? What exactly happened here? Why was it so quiet all around? Where was I now? Was this my body? If it was... how did I end up like this? If it wasn't... whose was this? Where was my body?

A series of questions swirled in my mind. As an author, my imagination at this moment became as bottomless as a black hole...

Alien invasion of Earth? Transmigrating to another world? Being caught by some organization as a lab rat? Or...

In short, an author's imagination is powerful, but an author's ability to act is tragically pathetic... Just look at those miserable editors... and you'll get a glimpse.

Thinking and thinking, before I knew it, my mind began recalling that day again... or rather, what happened before I passed out...

The cool, sweet Sprite flowed down my throat, a refreshing sensation shooting from my tailbone straight to the top of my head, instantly driving away the feeling of being nearly dried into a fish jerky by the sun.

Letting out a long breath, I looked around, only to find no one was paying me any attention, and Long Tianfeng was still talking with someone on the other side of the large room.

I had no choice but to sit silently in the corner, listening to these rich second-generation heirs talk big. I was already starting to feel irritated—this place really wasn't good for me, not at all.

I don't know how long passed, but suddenly a voice jolted me awake... Turns out I'd been lost in thought about the plot of my own novel, staring blankly for a long time.

Though I didn't know how long, judging by the mess on the table and Long Tianfeng gently nudging me from the side, I snapped back to reality. Looking at his slightly tipsy expression, I couldn't help but feel a mix of envy and resentment. Born with a handsome face, a good family background, and on top of that, a naturally kind heart—I asked myself once again, how could the world have such a perfect person?

"Yuxuan... Yuxuan!!"

"Huh? It's over?" I asked, looking at Long Tianfeng's smiling face.

"Uh... why do you always space out during meals?"

Who asked you to invite so many irrelevant people every time?

"No... I just like spacing out." I replied grumpily.

As a result, Long Tianfeng stared at me with a completely bewildered expression as I stood up.

"It's Sunday... everyone's free. Isn't it nice to get together?" Long Tianfeng looked a bit unhappy too.

See, when you're not from the same social class, it's really hard to be friends.

"Whatever you say..." I was too tired to argue, so I just let out a long sigh, turned around, and walked out the door. Long Tianfeng hurriedly caught up from behind and slung his arm over my shoulder—this guy really didn't know how heavy his arm was...

"How's the novel going lately? I just got back, haven't had time to read it yet..." Long Tianfeng asked, trying to make conversation, a grin plastered on his face.

"It's okay..." I thought about my ever-dwindling subscription numbers and barely managed a perfunctory reply before falling silent.

"Looks like... not so great~" Long Tianfeng rubbed his chin and suddenly blurted out this remark.

"Kid... are you sure you're not a reincarnated tapeworm from my stomach?"

I looked up, carefully scrutinized Long Tianfeng for a long moment, and finally said this helplessly.

This bastard, for some reason, could always guess what I was really thinking. But that only made me more frustrated—since he knew I hated these kinds of lively gatherings, why did he always drag me to places like this and leave me feeling awkward?

"Have you ever seen a tapeworm this handsome?" Long Tianfeng put on a shocked expression, pointed at his own handsome face, and exclaimed dramatically.

I couldn't help but look him up and down, then nodded: "I really haven't seen a tapeworm this handsome..."

Hearing this, Long Tianfeng puffed up with pride: "That's right!! I told you—"

"But..." Before Long Tianfeng could finish, I cut in: "Usually, hookworms look just like you."

"Cough, cough..." A fit of coughing. Long Tianfeng was left speechless by my jab. He could only glare at me hatefully and say grumpily: "Why are you always so sharp-tongued?"

"Born this way. If you don't like it, bite me." I shot back offhandedly, choking Long Tianfeng into bitter silence again.

"I—!" Long Tianfeng wanted to say something else, but I suddenly noticed a crowd gathered at the restaurant entrance!

Chapter 4: The Use of a Lighter

As a native-born Huaren, I had all the common Huaren flaws. Even though I didn't like being in crowded places, I still had a strong urge to watch the commotion.

So... I didn't wait for Long Tianfeng to finish. Instead, I reached out, cut him off mid-sentence, and strode forward.

The moment I pushed open the door, the noise outside was deafening, the scene chaotic. I paused, feeling a bit timid, and was just about to step back when someone suddenly shoved me from behind. I tumbled down the steps!

Instinctively, I hugged my head. The world spun around me, and at the same time, I heard Long Tianfeng's frantic shouts...

When I came to my senses again, I was already at the bottom of the steps. My whole body ached. Luckily, this—

The restaurant steps weren't particularly high—only

five steps—so it would hurt, but probably wouldn't cause any serious injury.

I jolted upright, patting myself all over. Nothing seemed wrong. Long Tianfeng, still on the steps, rushed down and grabbed my arm.

"How is it? Did you hurt anything? Should we see a doctor? I'll call 120!" Long Tianfeng stared at me with a tense expression, words spilling out like a machine gun, rattling my brain until it ached.

I looked at his genuinely anxious face. This was exactly why, no matter how much I hated this kind of occasion, I'd still sit down and rest for a while. Long Tianfeng—this guy—truly treated me, a nobody author, as a friend. And I had very few friends, so I cherished every hard-won bond.

"I'm fine..." I shook my head gently and tried to stand. Long Tianfeng, following my momentum, helped me up.

Aside from some pain in my right arm and a few scrapes on my arms and legs, there was nothing else wrong. I moved my whole body around to make sure nothing was broken.