"Lele..."

"Chang Le..."

Hua Changle heard someone calling her name; the voices came from different people, from very far away.

The sound was distant and faint, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind. Yet, this gentle sound stirred a sense of urgency within her.

She seems to have wandered in a foggy place for so long that now, when she wants to search, she doesn't even know where to begin.

Finally, she calmed down and tried her best to concentrate all her attention on capturing those sounds.

As she tried to feel it, the sound grew closer and closer, finally reaching her ear.

She felt it, not just the voice, but also the gentle breath that touched her ear.

Along with the return of skin sensation, the body's sensations gradually become clearer.

The familiar pain came from all parts of my body, like venomous snakes piercing through every corner of my body. The indescribable yet continuous pain instantly swept over my head.

She frowned instinctively, but couldn't utter a groan.

This time, waking up was different from the first time.

When she first woke up after being in a coma for six months, her body felt completely out of control, as if it weren't her own.

This time, however, it wasn't because her senses hadn't returned and she couldn't control herself, but rather because the pain was so intense after her senses returned that she simply didn't have the strength or energy to properly control her body.

If she could, she really wanted to fall asleep again.

But her subconscious told her that if she didn't open her eyes this time and fell asleep again, she might say goodbye to this world forever.

But there are still too many things she hasn't figured out, she hasn't remembered what she should have, and she can't sleep yet.

Hua Changle finally opened her eyes a crack, and it took her almost all her strength to do so.

When the soft light shone before her eyes, she felt as if she were in another world.

Although the light was not dazzling, the eyes, which had not been exposed to light for a long time, still felt uncomfortable and sore, and immediately closed their eyes.

Hua Changle took a moment to catch her breath and felt the breathing aid activate her aging heart and lungs.

She controlled her heart and lungs to adapt to the required intensity, eventually managing to adapt to a basic, sluggish frequency and efficiency.

She opened her eyes again, trying to appear gentle and happy as she looked at everyone around her bed. Her reassuring gaze swept over each person's face, meeting their eyes, and she told them that everything was alright.

She tried to open her mouth, but no sound came out. She didn't have the strength to control her voice.

Although she didn't speak, and although the oxygen mask made her mouth movements unclear, everyone present understood the comforting meaning she conveyed.

Hua Anning's eyes reddened again.

She reached out and gently stroked Hua Changle's forehead, her voice trembling with relief: "It's alright, it's alright..."

"Damn it, you scared the hell out of me!" Kulai cried and cursed, almost collapsing to the ground, but still tightly gripping Hua Changle's hand.

It's said to be using force, but it's really just about completely covering it up.

It's like being afraid that if you let go, the owner of your hand will also leave.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, thank Buddha for protecting me..." Li Jie muttered to himself as he quickly grabbed Raymond, who was about to burst into tears again.

Hua Wuyan helped Hua Yuezhi stand to one side.

Bai Xie and Ling Ren didn't push their way up to the two girls. They stood to the side, just watching, their eyes unwilling to look away.

Finally, medical staff rescued Hua Changle, who was being watched with great excitement. Hua Changle was taken into the examination room, and everyone else in the ward was asked to leave.

Hua Changle was pushed into the cold examination room, the walls separating her from everyone else's gaze.

Then, the light in those dark green eyes dimmed, and their gentle warmth subsided into a stillness like stagnant water.

Hua Changle gazed at the soft, not-too-bright light above, her eyes calm, her breathing faint, and she remained motionless.

Inside the room, medical staff were busy, and instruments were constantly working around her, but the protagonist in the center of the matter seemed indifferent, as if she were detached from it all.

The medical staff couldn't help but take a second look at her, because she didn't react at all, didn't struggle, didn't cry out in pain, and didn't make a sound, which made them afraid that she had fainted again.

But in fact, Hua Changle could certainly feel everything, including the pain, and even felt the pain very clearly.

But at this moment, she felt that the physical pain was far less intense than the pain in her dream.

The reason she didn't react excessively was twofold: firstly, she had experienced a lot, and secondly, she hadn't fully recovered from what she had seen in her inner vision.

Everything in her dream, especially those few images, was like a demonic knife scraping her bones, carving out her lost past piece by piece on her white bones.

Deeply engraved in one's heart.

Because the pain in her dream was so real, she felt disoriented for a moment.

Is the nightmare real, or is reality more real?

Of everything I remember, which is real and which is just a dream?

If everything is turned upside down, then do I truly exist?

No one gave her an answer.

She walked so many roads in the fog, and finally managed to glimpse a few scenes of the truth through the cracks, only to be met with even more confusion.

She seemed to be drifting in the middle of the ocean, because there was no wind, so no matter which way she went, it was against the wind.

However, she couldn't stop thinking.

Hua Changle's voice rang in my consciousness: "I'm awake. You should be online too, 422."

422 immediately appeared: 【I'm here】

Hua Changle's voice was calm: "You know about my communication with Biin in the spiritual world, and what I saw, right?"

Although it is a question, the tone is affirmative.

422 answers:

【yes】

"Then what the hell are you?"

This was the first time Hua Changle had ever felt such anger towards 422.

I am your system...

"You're telling me you're a system? Huh?"

"What system can freely enter and exit the host's dreams? What system can know all of the host's thoughts? What system issues tasks vaguely? What system has such trash functions that it doesn't even have an exchange shop?"

[Wait, wait, wait!]

422's tone was strange: "I just logged on and you're already yelling at me! Is it because you dislike my features?"

Hua Changle sneered.

422 said urgently: "But I really am your system."

Hua Changle interrupted his rebuttal directly, continuing, "You say you're a system? Fine! Then tell me!"

"What type of system are you? Where do you work? What civilization do you come from? Who is the one who issues you the mission—the mainframe, a god, or something else? What is the reward after you complete the mission?"

"And there's one more crucial point!"

"422, System TuTu, why did I just listen to you and do the tasks without ever asking you what I would get after becoming the group's darling?"

"What will be my fate?"