She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Zuo Xiuyan began to ponder.

The Possession Card allows direct control over Xiong Yu'an's behavior.

An identity card might mean you can move around freely!

The importance of this card is self-evident.

Different identities allow for different actions, which will affect Xiong Yu'an in different ways.

To become a righteous teacher? To stand up for her classmates? To support her friends?

To be tolerant and understanding of her mother and father?

Or perhaps a high-ranking person with influence?

Will not work.

If their identities are too distant, they won't be easy to approach; if their identities are unimportant, they won't play a significant role; and if their parents are too important to be replaced, then they will negatively impact Xiong Yu'an's original life.

I need to be a bridge, a bridge connecting the real world and the spiritual world, a bridge that allows Xiong Yu'an to go out.

I need to be a temporary shelter, a place where she can retreat, find refuge, and regain her energy and courage.

Zuo Xiuyan raised his hand and wrote the text with his index finger in the "Relationships" column.

Xiong Yu'an's...

sister.

[Have you confirmed the above information?]

【whether】

Zuo Xiuyan pressed "Yes," indicating that the name and occupation did not need to be changed.

The real name has appeared in this field many times under various circumstances, whether it is due to the effect of some rule of the field or simply a manifestation of one's own will, which shows that such things cannot be concealed.

Moreover, there have been multiple instances of using both real and fake names. Given that her current appearance and clothing are the most authentic, continuing to maintain authenticity has become a safer choice.

A profession will ensure that one can use superpowers to the greatest extent, and the status of an Awakened One will also bring certain advantages.

[Identity generated—Xiong Yu'an's older sister.]

The world is implanting identities and memories.

[Implantation successful.]

A light flashed from the pale blue crystal card, and when flipped over, text was also written on the back.

[Effect: After use, you can actively appear in the target's real world.]

[Duration: 10 minutes. Can be stopped at any time; the card will disappear after stopping.]

[How to use: Simply think of it appearing in your mind. Multiple images can be used consecutively.]

After leaving a blank line, it says below.

Two tickets will be issued daily.

The moment Zuo Xiuyan finished reading it, the card turned into mist and disappeared.

Two lines of very faint white characters, almost transparent, appeared in the upper right corner of her vision.

[Possession Card Remaining Uses: 1]

[Identity card remaining uses: 2.]

The world has been put on play.

As Xiong Yu'an looked at the person in front of him, hazy memories surfaced.

elder sister?

She's very busy and doesn't come home often. We haven't seen each other many times, nor have we exchanged many words.

I didn't know her well; we were like strangers.

How did she end up here?

Ah, right, she's an Awakened One. A domain has been created here, so it's normal for her to come.

It's so good that she came; it's so good that she survived.

The prayer was answered.

Xiong Yu'an's tense mind relaxed a little, and the ignoring pain rushed to his limbs and bones. His eyes suddenly stung and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Xiong Yu'an lowered his head, not daring to let his sister see.

Xiong Yu'an had never been in so much pain. He was trembling all over and pressed his lips tightly together to keep himself from making a sound.

I don't even need to look to know how pathetic I look.

Don't make a fool of yourself in front of others.

I'm not in pain, don't cry.

But his body was exhausted from dealing with the monster for so long, and he had no choice but to gasp for breath, which brought out a sob.

Xiong Yu'an once again hated his own incompetence.

That's shameful, and it's cowardly.

Others will get annoyed too.

"It's okay...it's alright..." came her sister's voice, gentle yet strong. Xiong Yu'an didn't know why, but he could hear warmth in her voice, like the warmth that slowly emanates from being wrapped in soft cotton.

"I don't mind anything."

"Take a deep breath and take it slow."

"Bearing the pain will only make it worse."

Xiong Yu'an's heart clenched, as if a veil had been lifted, and all her emotions and pain surged forth unrestrainedly. She could no longer control herself and began to sob.

I could have held it in.

If my older sister tells me not to cry, I can hold it in.

Perhaps because the two were very close, Xiong Yu'an saw the flame in his sister's heart slowly drift over and land on him.

The fire, devoid of heat, now felt like gentle water, covering the swollen wound with a cool and soothing touch, gradually easing the tearing and burning pain.

A warm hand gently and slowly patted the intact part of Xiong Yu'an's back.

So light, like a feather, I was afraid of hurting her.

My sister didn't urge me; she just waited quietly without asking for anything.

Xiong Yu'an healed some of his injuries and regained his strength in the flames, and was no longer as breathless as before.

Would you like to sit for a while?

Upon hearing the question, Xiong Yu'an realized that this small patch of sea had no waves, and even looked as if there was no water at all, as smooth as a blackish-purple ceramic tile.

"Hmm..." Xiong Yu'an let out a very small "hmm" from his throat, his trembling arms struggling to support him on the surface of the sea.

"Can I help you?" The older sister reached out her hand.

Instead of making decisions on my own, I asked for her opinion first.

Xiong Yu'an was stunned for a moment, then placed his hand on the other person's palm.

Her sister grabbed her hand and reached around her back to support her other arm, tilting her body slightly to sit down slowly. Once she was sure she was steady, she slowly let go.

Those hands were very strong; Xiong Yu'an felt that even if his entire weight pressed down on them, he could support them.

Xiong Yu'an pulled her legs into her arms, placed her hands on her knees, buried her head in her arms, leaving only her eyes showing as she watched her sister sit down opposite her.

"...Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome," the older sister replied.

Xiong Yu'an wanted to make it clear that he was grateful for saving him, but he wanted to express his gratitude for more than one thing.

I had so many thoughts but didn't know how to express them, so in the end, I only had four simple words.

She wanted to ask her sister if she was hurt, but would that seem unnecessary? Even if she asked, it wouldn't help.

Xiong Yu'an sized up the person in front of him. The person exuded a cold aura, especially when he had no expression. He had a powerful presence that made people afraid to speak to him easily.

But it's not the kind of aloofness or disdain; rather, it's a calm and composed feeling. They speak and act gently, and when they initiate conversation or laugh, it's as if they've known each other for a long time.

It's a contradictory yet magical feeling.

After a long silence, Xiong Yu'an mustered his courage and asked:

"Sister...have you seen Mom and Dad?"

"The area hasn't affected them, they're safe, don't worry."

“Then we…” Xiong Yu’an looked at the horde of monsters that were still roaring and pushing forward.

Instead of answering directly, the older sister pointed to the sky: "Yu'an, can you see any writing?"

Xiong Yu'an looked up, pursed his lips, looked around carefully again, and replied in a muffled voice, "It's red. I remember it said 27% health just now, but now it says 45% health, and the number keeps increasing... That's all."

“I can see that too.” The older sister looked up as well. “This health level is shared between us.”

Xiong Yu'an was astonished, realizing a terrible but undeniable truth.

This field is related to me.

He had caused a huge disaster and dragged his sister down with him.

How to do?

Why did I do such a thing? I didn't want it to happen.

I'm so useless, I'm just a nuisance.

Xiong Yu'an gripped his sleeves tightly, panicked, helpless, regretful, and self-reproachful. His lips trembled as he opened his mouth:

"I'm sorry..."

"Thank you, Yu'an."

"If it weren't for your persistent efforts and perseverance to the end, we would both be in great danger."

"You are really strong."

Xiong Yu'an stared at the expression on the other person's face in disbelief.

The flames flickered, and the golden light, like a veil and ripples, swayed constantly on the sister's gentle, smiling face.

The sincerity in their gaze has never changed.