Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 890: About to die?

Shi Jia’s brain froze. What did it mean when Zhao Wenwen died?
Oh, she was teleported to the time when Zhao Wenwen died.

Wait, Shi Jia's eyes widened, "Xiao Si, what did you say? You said that we are now at the time when Zhao Wenwen dies?"

"Hmm." Both tentacles of the small system drooped down, and it was very disappointed. "Host, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this."

"When we get back, you can send me for inspection."

Shi Jia didn't say anything. At this moment, her whole body was in pain, which had affected her thinking.

"Then whose body am I in now?" Shi Jia lay on the ground, breathing weakly.

"Inside Zhao Wenwen's body." The small system carefully checked the system panel and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it did not make a mistake in the body.

"Zhao Wenwen's body?" Shi Jia felt that this body was about to die. "Then how can I complete the mission?"

"I'm sorry, host." The little system was about to cry.

Shi Jia's head was buzzing and his body's energy was almost exhausted.

"...Host, host, are you okay?" The small system detected that the host's vitality was gradually weakening, and shouted nervously, "It's over, it's over, this is only the first mission! Woo woo. Host, wait, I will contact the Spacetime Administration immediately."

Shi Jia was not completely unconscious. She could hear the system's urgency, but her body was too weak and she couldn't muster up the strength to speak.

"Da da"

"hu~hu~"

Someone is approaching.

Shi Jia felt a warm pressure on his carotid artery, and a warm object approaching the tip of his nose. A vague voice came to his ears.

"His breathing is weak, his pulse is feeble, and he is almost dead." The voice was hoarse and emotionless.

"Kill her." The voice was sharp and full of anger.

"puff--"

Shi Jia only felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body fell into darkness.

"Oh!"

"Stop!" the voice was anxious.

"Bam—"

"Throw it into the river!" the voice was cold.

"Plop--splash--"

The small system, which was appealing to the main system and arguing with the consciousness of the small world, suddenly heard a life-threatening alarm.

"Warning! The tasker is about to die!"

"Warning! The tasker is about to die!"

"Warning! The tasker is about to die!"

"Ah——Host! Don't——"

Shi Jia, who had fallen into darkness, regained consciousness and immediately realized that her situation was not good because she felt that the connection between her body and soul was weakening.

At the same time, she felt a strong resentment sweeping towards her.

She had no time to think about the source of her resentment, so she forcibly mobilized her soul power and established a connection with her body.

Fortunately, the small system had heard the alarm and returned to her body. The moment the small system came back, she felt that the connection between her soul and body had become close again.

At the same time, a warm force enveloped her, and she felt the fatal wounds on her body were weakening.

Shi Jia breathed a sigh of relief and her mind unconsciously relaxed. The next second, she fell into darkness again.

The system's alarm disappeared, and the small system breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the little energy he had left, feeling like crying but unable to shed tears.

He looked at the unconscious body of the tasker who was drifting with the tide, gritted his teeth, and once again separated a bit of energy to create a small protective shield.

At least make sure the host doesn't get hurt before he wakes up. …

Shi Jia felt her body was very heavy and it took her a long time to open her eyes.

The entrance was a thatched roof covered with spider silk. She blinked and turned her head subconsciously. "Rustle~" she heard the sound of a heavy object pressing down on the grass.

Oh, there's straw under me!
"Where is this?" She tried to get up, but she had no strength. She thought of the knife wound to her heart, and then, "thump~thump~", she heard a strong heartbeat, "whoosh~" she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaosi?"

"...Host!" Xiao Si's voice was very small, as if he had no energy left.

"What's going on now?" Xiao Si must have consumed a lot of energy to keep her alive. She suddenly felt distressed.

"Host~ woooo~"

Shi Jia frowned.

"Host, this is not a transmission error."

Shi Jia raised an eyebrow, but was not too surprised.

"The small world is running out of energy. If the host is sent back to before the plot begins, the small world will collapse. That's why the host is sent to the moment when Zhao Wenwen died."

"The main system said that as long as Zhao Wenwen is not allowed to be reborn, the small world will slowly recover."

"Yeah." Shi Jia didn't say anything. This is indeed the root of the matter, but as the Plane Management Bureau guessed, Zhao Wenwen has a time and space artifact. It may not be that simple to prevent her from rebirth.

Shi Jia closed her eyes and felt the suppressed soul in her body. Yes, Zhao Wenwen was in her body. At this moment, she was suppressed by her soul and could not move. If the connection between her soul and body had not weakened before, she would not have noticed it.

At this time, Zhao Wenwen's soul was covered with a layer of black fog, her lips were red, and her nails were black. She was undoubtedly a vengeful ghost. And she was the kind of ghost king who could destroy a city at any time.

But Shi Jia was not worried at all. With her around, Zhao Wenwen had no chance of moving.

She looked carefully and soon saw the red light inside Zhao Wenwen's body through the thick black fog and her soul.

"The Plane Management Bureau's guess was correct." Shi Jia retracted her gaze. Now that she had found her target, she was no longer in a hurry. After the previous experience, her soul energy had also been consumed a lot.

Now you should take good care of your body first. When your body is healthy, you can naturally nourish your spirit.

"Ah? Host, what did you say?" What did the Plane Manager say that he didn't know?

"Nothing. Xiao Si, go ask the Plane Management Bureau what compensation they are going to give me?" Although he could understand that the small world lacked energy, it was impossible for him to let her suffer this pain in vain and consume her own spiritual power without giving her any compensation!
"Also, I see that you have consumed a lot of energy, let them compensate for it."

The small system's eyes widened. "Host? But it's a small world..."

"The small world doesn't have energy, but the Plane Management Bureau does! Go quickly!" Shi Jia waved his hand, "If they don't give it to you, you can say you're going to complain to the Cosmic Alliance. The Plane Management Bureau can't even guarantee the personal safety of its employees."

"Ah? Okay, then I'll go." The little system had starry eyes, clenched its little fists, and walked away in a heroic and confident manner.

Shi Jia pulled the corner of her mouth, and suddenly felt her throat dry and a little thirsty. She propped herself up on the bed with both hands, trying to support her upper body.

"hu~hu~"

"Da da~"

At this time, a sound came from outside the door, "Squeak--" the leaky straw door was pushed open, and dazzling light came in.

Shi Jia subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

The next moment, a tall figure blocked all the incoming light.

Shi Jia looked over, but the light was against him and he couldn't see clearly.

"You, you're awake?" The voice was so loud that Shi Jia felt his ears buzzing.

"I want to drink some water." Shi Jia licked her lips. She was dying of thirst.

"Drink water? Oh, I'll go get you some water, wait for me." The tall figure turned around and left quickly. He was so fast that the leaky wooden door creaked.

Shi Jia had already tried to stand up, put on her dirty embroidered shoes, and walked towards the door tremblingly, holding on to the wall.

"You, don't move. You're injured and haven't healed yet." The man came back with a bowl of water. When he saw Shi Jia coming out, he immediately frowned.

"I'm fine." Shi Jia reached out to take the water and drank it impatiently.