Her little mind raced, and she flew into the air to check the situation. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Ranran, who was on the verge of death and whose body was covered in broken bones.
She's not dead yet, but she's dying.
Ye Zhi's thoughts were instantly cleared.
"I Became a Queen in the Apocalypse by Relying on a System," Song Ranran, the female lead, dies, and the world collapses!
This seems like a reasonable thing, since the whole book revolves around Song Ranran's story.
If Song Ranran dies, the world constructed from books will collapse!
"Ah!" the little one roared angrily.
[I'm so angry, so angry! It's so frustrating! I can't even kill my enemy, and I even have to save him for the sake of my own and my family's lives.]
Her space naturally contained miraculous elixirs capable of reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bones.
But she couldn't bear to give it up.
Even if you're reluctant, you have to give; even if you don't want to give, you have to.
[Damn it, that stupid Heavenly Dao, it's screwed me over again!]
With a flick of her wrist, a golden pill appeared in her palm. Ye Zhi flew over Song Ranran, who was barely breathing.
He divided the pill into four pieces and flicked one-quarter of it into her mouth.
[If I can't kill you, then I'll lock you in my space, keeping you barely alive, making you wish you were dead, and preventing you from doing evil.]
Ye Zhi grew angrier the more she thought about it, and once again raised her middle finger towards the sky.
[Heavenly Dao, you old idiot.]
A quarter of the pill dissolved in Song Ranran's mouth, flowing down her throat and into her body, slowly repairing her wounds.
The deathly aura emanating from Song Ranran disappeared.
Soon, the earth-shaking, sky-collapsing commotion ceased.
Ye Zhi raised her middle finger again, accompanied by an eye roll.
Her already round face puffed up even more, she was so angry.
She first released everyone from the space, and then her consciousness caused a great commotion in her personal space. She was going to build a prison specifically for Song Ranran.
Detain her!
Fifth rule for survival in the apocalypse: If an enemy caused by force majeure cannot die, then imprison and torture them!
Within her personal space, Ye Zhi conjured a water prison from the ground with a thought, and placed Song Ranran inside.
That quarter of the pills only kept Song Ranran alive; her wounds stopped healing halfway through.
Inside the water prison, Song Ranran, with half her body submerged in seawater, was jolted awake by excruciating pain.
Has she been resurrected?
Ye Zhi spared a sliver of attention to observe Song Ranran's movements in the space; she needed to keep a close watch on Song Ranran.
She can't die; if she dies, all living things in this world will die.
"Eeya!" Ye Zhi waved her little hand domineeringly in the air.
[To vent their anger by gathering supplies.]
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