When fate extinguishes all light, the system forces her to live towards death
The moment the blood-colored gastric cancer diagnosis certificate fell to the ground, Xia Qing groped in the dark to stuff the painkillers into the suitcase. Her fingertips traced the concave and convex list of sponsors on the Braille university diploma, and twenty-two years turned into the bloody smell surging in her throat - she would never be able to repay those favors in her life.
The damp old house in Jiangnan exuded a musty smell. On the seventh to last morning, she heard the sound of cancer cells gnawing at her ribs. Unwilling to hold on to the last three sleeping pills, those bone-gnawing questions suddenly shattered the silence:
Why did the ambulance siren take away the light that could finally describe the faces of my parents when I was eight years old?
Why did the gastroscopy probe reveal a butterfly-shaped shadow on the day when the student loan was paid off?
Why...
"System Punishment Ended" The mechanical sound tore through the curtain of death, and the retina suddenly exploded with a torrent of data.
Colors that he had not seen in twenty years appeared in front of Xia Qing's eyes.
What the hell is going on?
Intent: Redemption, Healing, Warmth, Reality