I'm only three years old, how could it be a world-ending catastrophe?

Dongzhou City, Chaofan Hospital.

The atmosphere in the top-floor VIP ward area was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Jiang Hongming, Zhang Hui, Xu Heng, and Su Jingyi all changed into hospital gowns and received treatment in their respective wards.

Their injuries were severe, especially Jiang Hongming and Zhang Hui, who were directly attacked by Zhong Yu, and suffered varying degrees of damage to their internal organs and bones.

However, thanks to the exceptional medical resources of the hospital, these injuries were not fatal; they simply required time to recover.

Compared to the physical pain, a bigger weight hung over their hearts in the VIP ward not far away, guarded by several members of the Extraordinary Bureau.

Lu Yao is inside.

Little Niannian, who had always stayed obediently at home, was also brought here.

At this moment, on the bench outside the ward.

Jiang Luo sat quietly. He had changed into clean clothes and washed his face, but his usually bright eyes were now red and swollen, lacking any sparkle.

He just stared blankly at the closed hospital room door, motionless.

Xu Niannian sat next to him.

She didn't know what big thing had happened, but she could sense that Lolo was very unhappy.

and so……

She reached out her small hand and gently took Jiang Luo's hand.

Lolo's hands... are so cold.

But she didn't let go.

She felt...

Perhaps this will cheer Lolo up.

Beside them, the eerie child floated in the air, but unlike usual, it was unusually well-behaved.

Time passed by, second by second.

The door to the ward opened.

Zhao Haidong came out from inside.

Almost the instant he opened the door, Jiang Luo stood up from the bench.

"How are you?" He tilted his head back and looked at Zhao Haidong, his voice a little hoarse.

Zhao Haidong looked at his bloodshot eyes, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He sighed, squatted down, and tried to align his gaze with Jiang Luo's.

"Jiang Luo, we... have done our best."

"We used the best equipment and experts in the entire hospital, and we finally managed to... temporarily stabilize your sister's vital signs."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, seemed to settle back into place.

It's stable now.

Sister... there's still hope.

However, Zhao Haidong's next words were like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing his newly ignited hope.

"but……"

Zhao Haidong's voice was extremely heavy.

"This is only temporary."

"We were just using machines to forcibly keep her heart beating and breathing. The life force in her body had been almost completely drained during that sacrifice."

"What's left now is like a candle flickering in the wind, it could go out at any moment."

"Her current situation is completely different from that of a person in a vegetative state. A person in a vegetative state is only unconscious, but their bodily functions are still intact, and theoretically, there is still a possibility of awakening."

"But Lu Yao... if that little bit of life force can't be replenished, she will not only have to rely on these cold machines to prolong her life, but even... if the machines malfunction in the slightest way, or even if there is a power outage for just a second..."

"She will die on the spot!"

Simply put...

Lu Yao is now like a glass doll, easily broken.

Jiang Luo was stunned.

His eyes, which had finally brightened, dimmed again.

It was a kind of emptiness that was more painful than despair.

It's like someone who has been thirsty in the desert for three days and three nights, finally sees an oasis, runs there with all their might, only to find that it's just a mirage.

"Is there... no other way?"

"Is there any other way to replenish life force?"

He raised his head and stared intently at Zhao Haidong, like a drowning man trying to grasp at the last straw.

Zhao Haidong fell silent.

Looking at the last glimmer of light in the child's eyes, he couldn't bear to speak again.

But he couldn't lie.

"Jiang Luo, you must understand that vitality is one of the fundamental rules of the world."

"It sounds mystical, but it's real. Every life, from the moment of birth, has a predetermined total amount of vitality. It can only be lost over time or due to injury or illness, but it cannot be increased out of thin air."

"At least... with the technology we currently possess, and among all the known supernatural abilities, there is none that can replenish another person's life force."

"This... is the rule."

"It's an ironclad rule."

rule……

Ironclad rule...

Jiang Luo's little hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Screw the rules!

Screw the ironclad rules!

He has a system.

He is a traveler.

His very existence in this world is a rule-breaking phenomenon!

If the rules of this world can't save his sister.

Then... let him break this rule!

Jiang Luo's mind was racing.

Replenishing vitality...

What exactly is vitality?

Is it a form of energy?

still is……

Other?

Just as he was thinking.

A series of hurried and chaotic footsteps, accompanied by exclamations and shouts, suddenly came from downstairs.

The sound grew closer and closer; it sounded like a large group of people rushing towards the top floor.

Zhao Haidong frowned.

"What happened?"

The hospital has the highest level of security; without his permission, it would be impossible for outsiders to break in.

He stood up and was just about to use the walkie-talkie to ask the security personnel downstairs.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The security door leading to the top-floor ward area was kicked open from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so superhumans dressed in black uniforms, exuding a chilling aura, filed in.

Their uniforms are slightly different from those of the Dongzhou City Extraordinary Bureau; they have an extra gold badge on their chest.

That's the logo of the Nanjiang Provincial Bureau.

The leader was a man who looked to be in his thirties with a cold and stern face.

His gaze, sharp as a knife, swept over Zhao Haidong and the others in the corridor, finally settling on that small figure.

"Someone from the provincial bureau?"

Zhao Haidong's heart sank as he looked at the group of uninvited guests.