Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

For someone like Jiang Rangrang, who is considered quite good at skateboarding among amateurs, covering 50 kilometers on a skateboard is actually not difficult at all.

She didn't even feel tired, nor did she go at full speed; she just leisurely glided along, occasionally stopping to open the boxes.

When she opened the fifth box, she took out a watermelon knife from her spatial storage and used it to pry open the box.

Sure enough, a large gray rat darted out and headed straight for her calf.

Jiang Rangrang's hair stood on end, and he decisively slashed down—the big gray rat turned into black smoke and disappeared, leaving behind a card.

She was quite disgusted with it, and didn't even want the card anymore, but she was so curious about what kind of card the monster would drop that she still stretched out two fingers and picked up the card.

The weapon of the survival world—the dagger. (With a weapon, you won't be afraid of monsters!)

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the description. Not bad, it's definitely better than the weapon in her space, right?

She continued on her way, gliding along, and even became a little distracted. There was no one or any shops around, and the unchanging scenery made it impossible not to get distracted.

Except for occasionally stopping to pick up a supply box, she showed no intention of resting, and before she knew it, she had reached the 50-kilometer mark.

A large white sign with red lettering, the bright red "50km" on it looked rather intimidating.

She tentatively slid forward slowly, but bumped into an invisible wall and was gently bounced back.

Jiang Rangrang understood. It seemed that he had to advance exactly the amount of mileage that others asked him to advance each day, and he couldn't accumulate mileage in advance.

[Thank goodness I had a tent, otherwise I don't know how I would have spent the night.]

Jiang Rangrang was arranging her living space while complaining to 888.

[Yes, the core of this survival game is to torment players; it gives players a chance to survive, but doesn't make their lives comfortable.]

[Tsk! How despicable.]

Despite the complaints, Jiang Rangrang still needed to rest. Although she was tired, she diligently set up the tent.

Driven by a strong desire to avoid discomfort while sleeping, he rummaged through his storage space and arranged his tent comfortably.

Finally lying comfortably in the tent, she glanced at the system panel of the road survival world:

Name: Jiang Rangrang

Age: 22

Height: 165cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

Vehicle: Initial vehicle is a skateboard

（升到1级需要：金属20*、玻璃5*、塑料5*、皮革5*）

Props: 0

Skills: None

After reading it, she sat up, opened her backpack, and checked her haul for the day.

Metal 15*, glass 5*, she didn't get plastic and leather, these materials are all in units of 5.

After reading it, she lay down again and glanced at the time: 3:10.

[Sigh~ To be honest, I didn't even skate with all my might, but she's still just too strong.]

Jiang Rangrang was a little smug when she saw her results, so she didn't skate with much effort.

【But tomorrow it's 100 kilometers, and I might have to ski continuously for five or six hours. If it's 150 kilometers the day after, I'll have to ski at full speed for five or six hours, which will be very tiring. I definitely can't slack off like I did today.】

Jiang Rangrang frowned: [When is the male lead coming to arrest me?]

888: […]

Three days later, at a highway service area.

…………

The next day, Jiang Rangrang, who had been reading a road survival novel with 888 until 10 pm the night before, was woken up promptly at 8 am.

Good morning, dear players! I'm so happy to see you all resting so peacefully~

Today's distance to travel is 100 kilometers! Keep it up!

Jiang Rangrang rolled her eyes. It would be strange if this thing was really happy. Its tone was so sarcastic, it was almost as sarcastic as hers.

She began packing her things, putting the items she had taken out of her space back where they were, and turning the tent back into cards.

I hopped on my skateboard and sped off. No daydreaming or playing around today; all I could do was rush forward to collect treasure chests and read novels when I got there.

Jiang Rangrang strongly suspected that she had some kind of female protagonist halo, because she had gathered enough materials to upgrade the vehicle by noon.

She decisively clicked to upgrade, and first admired the pink and white color scheme that perfectly matched her aesthetic, with a sunshade and windshield, a driver's seat, and two rows of two seats in the back.

After admiring the exterior, I was stunned when I saw the speed: 25 km/h?

It's true, he's not even as fast as her skateboard. His only advantage is that he doesn't have to put in any effort himself.

The thought of having to drive 6 hours to reach her 150-kilometer target on the third day, not even counting the time it would take to open the supply crates, made her upset.

"It's okay, it's okay. At least I'm not tired anymore, and it doesn't require any energy."

After a full three minutes of silence, she finally convinced herself, to herself, that it was a good car.

In the afternoon, Jiang Rangrang sat on the slow-moving sightseeing bus with a blank face, and it glided smoothly by.

Although it was slow, 100 kilometers was still easy, and the second day passed smoothly.

The third day arrived quickly.

Early in the morning, Jiang Rangrang drove the sightseeing bus slowly, but instead of his usual expressionless face full of disdain for the slow speed, he was visibly excited.

[Host, why are you so happy today?]

[You don't understand. I'm going to meet the male protagonist of this world today. I'm about to start enjoying life.]

Hearing the host's excited tone, 888 was a little puzzled. How did the mission turn out like this?

It's true. It felt that the bureau shouldn't give its host points, and that its host should pay the bureau some fees instead.

It can only be said that Jiang Rangrang was happy too soon, because this day had been a very long one for him.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, she finally saw the bright red 150km sign.

She also noticed a small sign next to the main sign – Highway Survival Service Area.

Jiang Rangrang grinned, showing his white teeth, and turned the corner, heading straight for the ramp.

After going around in circles, everything suddenly became clear.

There was a huge parking lot filled with all sorts of strange vehicles.

Jiang Rangrang also drove his sightseeing car over and parked it in the parking space.

That's when the troublemakers arrived.

She wasn't wearing a nightgown like in the original story; instead, she was already dressed in a white hoodie set, which had become her robes.

This outfit contains absolutely no sexual innuendo; the loose fit only shows that the person is thin, but it does not reveal any curves.

Even so, she still encountered the two male players from the original story who tried to assault the female protagonist.

She's the female lead now, so they're trying to offend her.

"Hey, little sister, all alone? Survival here is tough, want to come with us?"

Jiang Rangrang watched them approach step by step with cold eyes, feeling as if she wanted to vomit.

In all her lifetimes, the most hated villains weren't even murderers, but rapists.

There may be many reasons for murder, but there is no other reason for the evil of a rapist than that of being unable to control his lower body.

Disgusting, filthy, no different from an animal.

Now that they've shown up, they might as well not leave. For the first time, Jiang Rangrang decided to abandon her weak persona and just kill these two people.

Not for any other reason than to prevent other female players from falling victim to their crimes.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Come on, let's go check out my car. My vehicle is a seven-seater minivan."

The thinner of the two stepped forward and tried to grab her wrist.

A dagger appeared in Jiang Rangrang's hand, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a slow and deliberate voice.

"What are you doing?"