Transmigrated into a Weird World, but as a Loli!

"So I transmigrated, fine, but what the heck was this little loli in the mirror?!"

Shen Niannian stood in front of the bathroom mirror.

She looked down.

Still unwilling to give up, she checked again.

Gone.

Really gone.

The good brother who had been with her for twenty-four years had vanished without a trace.

Only a beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes remained in the mirror.

Her waist-length silver hair fell loosely over her shoulders, slightly disheveled. Her scarlet eyes were clear and beautiful, and loose white pajamas hung on her slender, petite body.

Nineteen years old.

An adult.

But at a glance, she was less than 1.5 meters tall.

She had the build of a little loli, all right.

Shen Niannian fell silent for a moment.

(￣ー￣)

"Look on the bright side. At least I didn't transmigrate into an eighty-year-old granny. And with this face, I could make a living on my looks."

She looked down again.

"It just cost me my brother to make that living."

(Ｔ▽Ｔ)

Forget it.

Staying alive was what mattered most.

As for her brother...

She would burn a couple more sticks of incense for him on holidays.

Shen Niannian returned to the bedroom with a dark look on her face and picked up the phone beside the bed.

Facial recognition unlocked it without a hitch.

[Name: Shen Niannian]

[Age: 19]

[Identity: First-year student at Jiangcheng University]

That was everything she could confirm for now.

As for the original owner's memories...

None.

Not even a scrap.

All that remained in her head were the twenty-four years of memories from her previous life.

Male.

An ordinary corporate drone.

Her greatest hobbies had been mystery games, escape rooms, and all kinds of rules horror stories.

Then she had gone to sleep.

And her gender had been rerolled.

The world seemed to have been rerolled too.

Because the moment she unlocked the phone, a scarlet news alert popped up.

[Emergency notice from the Jiangcheng Weird Management Bureau: A C-rank weird domain has been discovered in the South City District. Seven people are currently missing. Nearby residents must evacuate immediately and must not approach!]

"A weird domain?"

Shen Niannian tilted her little head.

(・◇・)?

A few minutes later.

Most of the ease had vanished from her face.

Fifteen years ago.

The weird descended upon the entire world.

Hospitals, schools, hotels, villages, and even ordinary residential buildings could turn into weird zones without warning.

At the same time, a force that humanity still could not understand began randomly selecting ordinary people and forcing them into-

[Weird instances]

Those selected were called players.

After entering an instance, players had to follow its rules and complete the corresponding tasks.

Failing a task meant death.

Breaking certain weird entities' killing rules meant death as well.

Humanity currently classified weird entities that had appeared publicly into six ranks according to their level of danger: E, D, C, B, A, and S.

A-rank weird entities could already wield complete and stable killing rules.

Ordinary modern firearms were basically incapable of dealing effective damage to them.

As for S-rank...

The advice given in the official records was very straightforward.

[Run.]

Shen Niannian looked down at her slender, fair little arm.

Then she clenched her fist.

And strained.

(ง •̀_•́)ง

Great.

It still didn't look intimidating at all.

"Other people who transmigrate either get maxed-out spiritual roots or a god-tier talent. How should I put my own setup? If I really ran into a ghost, it'd probably complain there wasn't enough meat on me."

Still, at least there was some good news.

According to information online, the chance of an ordinary person being selected for a weird instance wasn't high.

As long as her luck wasn't too terrible-

[Ding!]

An icy mechanical voice rang out in her mind without warning.

The smile on Shen Niannian's face instantly froze.

(⊙_⊙)?

"Seriously? I was just setting a flag. Did you have to make it come true?"

The next second.

A translucent panel that only she could see appeared before her.

[Compatible soul detected.]

[Identity Archive binding successful.]

[Host: Shen Niannian]

[Identity clearance: Level 0]

[Current ability: Inspection]

[Can inspect part of the identity information of a target in contact. The greater the difference between the two parties' clearance levels, the less information can be obtained.]

Shen Niannian blinked her large, ruby-like eyes.

The next moment.

Her little face, which had still been somewhat gloomy, instantly brightened.

(✧ω✧)

A golden finger!

Now that was more like it!

She could transmigrate without her brother.

But she couldn't go without a cheat!

"Bro System, let's talk. Got any newbie gift packs? I'm not asking for much. An SSS-rank talent, an invincible domain, or immunity to rules-any one of those will do. If you really don't have any, I could reluctantly accept a sword that can kill ghosts."

The system didn't respond.

Three seconds later.

The anticipation gradually vanished from Shen Niannian's face.

(￢_￢)

"Playing dead, huh?"

The system still ignored her.

Only one new prompt slowly appeared.

[An unrecorded hidden identity has been detected for the host.]

[The clearance level of this identity is too high. It cannot currently be queried.]

Shen Niannian froze.

A hidden identity?

And its clearance level was too high?

She looked down at the utterly ordinary life history on her phone.

Nineteen years old.

A college student.

A bank balance of 3,621.5 yuan.

No matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem like some hidden big shot.

"You're a system that specializes in checking identities, yet you can't even find out who your own host is. Aren't you falling a little short of your name?"

The system continued playing dead.

Shen Niannian curled her lip, too lazy to dwell on it any longer.

Hidden identity or not, none of it mattered more than her life right now.

The biggest use for this golden finger at the moment was-

Checking household registrations.

If she really ran into a ghost...

Could she point at it and shout, "I know your name," and scare it to death?

Just then.

The phone on the bed suddenly lit up with a glaring blood-red glow.

[Weird conscription beginning!]

[Player selection for this round complete!]

[Player: Shen Niannian]

The expression on Shen Niannian's face froze again.

"..."

(°ー°〃)

Bad news.

She'd run into the weird.

Good news.

She'd just gotten her cheat.

The worst of the bad news-

[Instance: Blood Moon Hotel]

[Danger rank: A]

[Participating players: 10]

[Historical clear rate: 8.7%]

Shen Niannian's eyelid twitched violently.

"A-rank? This is my first instance, and you're making me take on an A-rank right away? How is that any different from sending me to solo the final boss straight out of the newbie village? What the hell is wrong with your matchmaking?"

[Teleportation countdown: 3.]

"I'd like to request an E-rank instead. Newbies ought to get newbie treatment."

[2.]

"I can accept D-rank too. I'm actually very easy to get along with."

[1.]

Shen Niannian's little face fell.

(╥﹏╥)

"If nothing else, we can talk about C-rank too, hey-!"

Whoosh!

Scarlet light instantly swallowed the entire room.

Before she lost consciousness.

Only one last thought remained in Shen Niannian's mind.

Her first instance was A-rank.

My luck today...

Why was it never this ridiculous when I bought lottery tickets?

[A-rank dungeon: Blood Moon Hotel livestream has begun!]

[Participating players: 10]

[Current viewers: 1.42 million!]

Ever since the eerie descended, every dungeon had been forcibly livestreamed to the real world by some mysterious power.

Humanity could not shut down the livestreams.

But they could gather information about the dungeons through recordings and surviving players.

As a result, the higher a dungeon's rank, the more viewers it attracted.

Ten figures appeared out of thin air outside the Blood Moon Hotel.

Shen Niannian had barely regained consciousness when she felt her butt slam hard against the cold stone pavement.

"Ow!"

She hurriedly reached down to cover her butt.

Silvery-white hair spilled down to her waist, and her petite, delicate face scrunched up in pain. A thin mist of tears welled in her ruby-red eyes.

(｡•́︿•̀｡)

"If you're going to teleport me, couldn't you at least provide some decent service? I'm a girl now, after all. Are you going to pay up if I hurt my butt?"

The livestream fell silent for half a second.

The number of comments exploded.

"???"

"Where did this girl come from?"

"Silver hair and red eyes? Isn't it a little unfair to be that pretty?"

"Her info's out: Shen Niannian, nineteen years old, entering an eerie dungeon for the first time!"

"A newbie got the Blood Moon Hotel on her first try?"

"Σ(っ °Д °;)っ It's over. This girl probably won't last until tonight."

"Probably not the right time to say this, but she's really cute."

"Wake up, person above! This is an A-rank dungeon, not a cute-girl livestream!"

Shen Niannian naturally had no idea that people in the real world were already trying to decide which photo of her would look best at her funeral.

She rubbed her butt as she got to her feet and began surveying her surroundings.

A dark red moon hung high in the sky.

Ahead stood a seven-story, old-fashioned Western-style hotel.

Withered vines covered its walls.

Every window was pitch-black.

At the very top of the hotel hung four scarlet characters.

[Blood Moon Hotel]

A faint smell of blood hung in the air, mingled with the strange odor of rotting wood.

Shen Niannian wrinkled her little nose.

(＞﹏＜)

"Whatever else you might say, I doubt this hotel gets a very good hygiene rating."