Qianyuan was transported to the next world.

However, the physical discomfort she experienced when she sacrificed herself to fill the rift in the previous world still lingers in Qianyuan's body.

It made him quite absent-minded.

"Mr. Qianyuan?"

Someone called him, and Qianyuan came back to his senses, looking at the person sitting beside him.

Beside him was a woman dressed in a suit with a badge pinned to her chest. She exuded a sharp yet serene aura, which made Qianyuan feel at ease.

She took care of Qianyuan from the moment she got on the bus, and silently watched over her whenever Qianyuan was distracted.

But we really can't assess any other situation.

Because Qianyuan is too fragile and too thin.

Her first thought upon seeing Qianyuan was of a beautiful glass lamp she had once seen.

But beneath its beauty lies a fragile heart, easily broken. Those who succumb to its beauty and delicate nature, no matter how careful they are, may still shatter it.

Moreover, Qianyuan is indeed very young and lonely.

It makes one feel an overwhelming sense of pity and affection for it.

She really couldn't understand why the infinite dungeon had to befall Qian Yuan, making someone like her the chosen one.

He should be someone who was protected by everyone and grew up happily.

One should not be constantly in danger, nor should one be confined to a sickbed for too long; one should be free and confident, like the wind.

However, she cannot use overly subjective ideas to evaluate Qianyuan. After all, it would be irresponsible to the country and the people to evaluate the Chosen One with personal conjecture.

She got up and walked to the car door on the side where Qianyuan was, opened the door for her, unfolded the wheelchair for her, and watched as Qianyuan slowly moved herself into the wheelchair, her movements as slow as a little otter.

She suddenly couldn't help but smile.

"Ms. Lin, what's wrong?"

"It's alright." Lin Xuehu pushed Qianyuan into the headquarters of the National Security Bureau. The country is currently focused on fighting against the impending natural disaster—the Infinite Game.

The Infinite Game randomly selects locations and characters, drawing them into the game. Successful players can continue to progress, while those who fail will have their entire region and inhabitants transformed into part of the Infinite Game.

They are fighting against an incredibly powerful behemoth that defies scientific explanation.

Those selected, also known as the Chosen Ones by the nation, are invited to headquarters for evaluation and training before entering the game.

The state will do its utmost to protect the safety of the chosen ones and the people, do its best to help the chosen ones, and, once it is determined that the chosen ones are unreliable, will help the city's residents transfer their household registrations and evacuate as quickly as possible.

That's why they brought Qianyuan here today.

Although Qian Yuan had been ill, she showed no signs of nervousness or trepidation when she entered the National Security Bureau. She was incredibly composed, as if she had seen this kind of scene many times before.

Lin Xuehu even swallowed the words of comfort she had prepared.

Meanwhile, the Chosen Ones observation group was still going through Qian Yuan's file.

“He was abandoned by his parents at the age of five because of his illness and was left in a trash can. After being found by others, the local rescue organization transferred him to an orphanage. During his time at the orphanage, many families who came to adopt children were afraid to adopt him because of his illness.”

"As he aged, his condition worsened, and Qianyuan subsequently spent a long time in the hospital, relying on financial assistance from charitable organizations and the government for treatment..."

This illness is an incurable terminal disease.

It was a truly terrible, pitiful, and tragic life.

The observer from the opposite group closed the file, frowned, and said:

"I don't have much hope for this chosen one. With such a tragic background and being confined to a sickbed for so long, it's impossible for him not to harbor resentment. We shouldn't place our hopes on this person. If he shows even the slightest tendency to self-destruct or destroy everything, the entire city of S will perish with him."

Another person chimed in, "I second that. The chosen one should ideally be a young and strong person. His physical condition is too poor. If anything goes wrong during the trial, we can't cover for him."

They didn't have any prejudice or dislike towards Qian Yuan; instead, they analyzed Qian Yuan's background and situation from the most rational perspective.

They shouldn't have such malicious intent towards Qian Yuan, but behind them are the country and the people. Only by preparing for the worst can they remain calm and fearless in the face of danger.

The team leader also seemed to have lost hope in Qianyuan's background. After all, the Infinite Game randomly selects people, and sometimes they will choose people they don't like. The elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are okay, but the most frightening are criminals and people with mild intellectual disabilities.

The former is a ticking time bomb, while the latter can take care of himself and is usually fine, but when faced with such a major event, he just can't understand human speech, which can drive people crazy.

So even though Qianyuan was sickly, they were secretly relieved that she wasn't one of the most difficult types of people.

As soon as I put down the file, someone came over and said, "The Chosen One has arrived."

Everyone straightened their clothes and sat up straight.

When Qianyuan entered, they all looked over.

Qian Yuan remained calm despite the large group of people in the room. He kept his back straight despite their scrutinizing gazes. Even though he was sickly, he was a seasoned warrior who was not afraid of any stares.

Qianyuan didn't let Lin Xuehu push him; instead, he pushed his wheelchair himself to the front of the crowd and greeted them with neither arrogance nor servility.

Hello everyone.

They saw no despair for life in Qian Yuan's eyes, nor any resentment or bitterness towards his fate. He was like a tall, straight bamboo, calm and resilient.

A gentleman is upright and honest, as if cut and polished, as if carved and refined.

When the team leader saw Qian Yuan, his eyes immediately filled with great goodwill. Although Qian Yuan was ill, she was definitely a comrade who was on the same side, shared the same aspirations, and had a strong will!

As they expected, Qian Yuan answered without hesitation, "I volunteer to participate in the National Security Bureau's training and am willing to contribute to my country and compatriots..."

The team leader nodded in satisfaction, and everyone regained their hope, looking expectantly at the fragile, vulnerable young man in front of them.

The sense of brokenness mingled with the inextinguishable flame burning within his soul, drawing people even more madly in, making them want to get closer to him, to understand him…

But they don't have much time left.

Qian Yuan was led to another room, where an agreement was placed in front of him. Lin Xuehu explained it to him softly:

"This is the compensation the country gave you after you entered the Infinite Game. Since you have no family, you can decide for yourself whether to use this property yourself after you return, or to transfer it to someone else's name."

Upon hearing Lin Xuehu's words, Qianyuan retorted for the first time:

"I have..."

I have family.