What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

When Jun Yunchu ran in, he saw a faster white shadow flash by.

Lu Yan was still defending with his sword while observing the changes in the surrounding situation and retreating quickly.

"07786, if you're not busy, come and help!"

[Okay.]

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom immediately turned into a solid entity and appeared in front of Lu Yan. The white shadow behind him threw the fan out faster than him.

But the fan just stopped in mid-air, and even the snow in the air was stuck in mid-air.

The man behind him stopped and looked at everything in front of him in astonishment, but after a while he could not move.

Lu Yan took a breath, and sighed when he saw the iron fan stopped in the air and the two people standing still behind him.

"Why are you all here?"

He turned to 07786, but saw that his figure was vague and his face looked like he was trying hard to suppress something in pain.

"Are you okay, 07786?" He put his arm around its back and helped it sit down.

Its entire face turned pale and weak, without a trace of blood. It became even more unreal, as if it was about to disappear.

But 07786 still smiled at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan said with a cold face, "Isn't this possible?"

07786 avoided his gaze guiltily, and his face was turned back to meet those angry eyes.

His jawline was tense. Even though 07786 had been with him for so long, he rarely saw him get really angry.

07786 tugged at the corner of his clothes, intending to change back into his favorite dog to cheer him up, but it found itself so weak that it didn't even have the ability to change its form.

It could only pull at his sleeve, thinking of the protagonists in previous world lines, gently rubbing its head against his chest, and stammering, "An An, don't be angry."

As he watched the person in his arms grow weaker and weaker, until only a shadow remained, their foreheads touched.

The oppressive feeling on 07786 gradually eased, and Lu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

07786 grabbed his shoulders and saw his body trembling and knew what was going on.

"You...you've transferred all the suppression from the Heavenly Dao and the main system to your side!"

Lu Yan swallowed his saliva, feeling the whipping and electric shock coming from his soul, "It turns out... it hurts so much..." He couldn't speak now, and could only twitch in a breathy voice.

07786 didn't dare to move him now. He felt very uncomfortable, as if an invisible big hand was grabbing his heart tightly.

Yes, it has no heart.

07786 covered his chest, he didn't understand why it hurt so much.

[Why is it like this?] This was spoken in his brainwaves using its original system tone.

Lu Yan's fist was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist. He bit his back teeth and even bit the flesh in his cheek to try to ease the mental pain.

In the freezing cold snowy day, he looked like he was fished out of the water.

07786 held him in his arms and tried to transfer the restriction again, but he tried again and again, but to no avail, because this person directly blocked its permissions, modified the uploaded data report, and then wrote all the reasons in the host's name.

It could only hold him now, watching the blood pouring out of his mouth. For the first time, he felt that he was no different from the protagonists in his world line.

They were all powerless against this man.

[Why is it like this?] It hugged him tightly, and even though neither of them had any warmth, the close embrace seemed to make him feel safe.

[I am your system. I am bound to you, but it is just a data number engraved into your soul. We will protect the host and complete the mission world again and again. This is the meaning of our creation.]

[If I disappear, a new system number will take my place and continue the work. You can always live as you wish.]

Its palm stroked the man's cheek. The man had no strength left and lay in his arms, his eyelids almost drooping.

He supported himself on its arm and raised his face with an unstable breath. When he looked at him, the corners of his mouth, which had been dry for a long time, opened again, leaving streaks of blood.

There was a stubborn look on his pale face. He grabbed his wrist and forced himself to say these words.

"Why should the system pay for the host's wishes with your life? You have never been the host's appendage... 07786, you are my... partner..."

His eyelids seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and he finally closed his eyes. He had just tried to suppress them with his internal force, but it was useless as it only targeted his body.

He was in so much pain, he wanted to rest.

07786 Feeling the hand holding his wrist drop down, he stood up holding the person and walked across the still snow.

When they heard the noise, Jun Yunchu and Song He opened their eyes one after another.

The picture in their minds was that Lu Yan saw them, and then the three of them resisted the blizzard together, and finally ran out, but fainted from exhaustion.

Qu Boyuan sat beside Jun Yunchu's bed and watched him get up. He coughed, then stood up and patted his robe.

"It's good that you woke up. You've been sleeping for two days."

"Master Qu! The young master has woken up!" The guards ran in from the outer gate, bringing a gust of cold wind from outside. Qu Boyuan wrapped himself tighter, his face looking sickly pale.

"Is Master Lu awake?"

"Is Jin An awake yet?"

The two asked in unison, and the guard scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"The doctor said that Lord Lu had no wounds and his internal organs were all in good condition. He also said that he looked like he had lost his soul." The guard's voice became smaller and smaller. He thought that this superstitious statement was just the worry of a quack doctor who had poor medical skills.

"What nonsense! I want to see which quack doctor made such a claim!"

After saying that, Jun Yunchu was about to get out of bed, but Qu Boyuan held him back, "Ahem... ahem... don't be so excited. I'll go with you."

Jun Yunchu frowned and looked at Qu Boyuan's pale lips. "Has the disease relapsed? Have you seen a doctor?"

"Nothing serious. I just caught a cold for a few days and have been taking medicine these days."

When they arrived at Lu Yan's room, they found that many people were already in the room.

Jun Yunchu looked at the person standing beside the bed. He was the same person in his memory, but he felt strange, as if he had never seen him before.

"you……"

"I remember you. You came back to find Ah Yan. We ran away together."

After hearing the generally correct answer, Jun Yunchu felt relieved despite his doubts.

It seems that I am too vigilant.

"How is he?" Qu Boyuan covered his lips to prevent his cough from disturbing everyone.

The doctor beside the bed put his arm back into the quilt, shook his head helplessly and said, "Strange, strange, like a living dead."

The doctor on the other side echoed him, "Isn't it? I said so before. This pulse is really strange."

"There are clearly no external or internal injuries on her body. If she wasn't poisoned, I heard there are some Miao women around the village."

"He seems to be in a state of shock. Could he have been frightened?"

Several doctors expressed their opinions, and Jun Yunchu and Song He responded.

"Scared? If he could be scared, we wouldn't be here!" He stepped forward and kicked the doctor who said Li Sanqiao.

"That's the one you said was his soul leaving the world, right?"

"I think you are the one who has lost his soul! Your whole family has lost their souls!" The guards held Jun Yunchu back, fearing that he would swing his fist at them.

"Why are the Miao people here? Didn't they say they never set foot in the inner realm?"

Song He asked the doctor who had just come in with confusion. Seeing Jun Yunchu's attitude, the doctor blew his nose and snorted, and was about to leave.

The old doctor was grabbed by the back of his collar and almost staggered.

"I never like to hit the elderly." The doctor who was being dragged turned around and saw the smiling Song He playing with the blades shot out from the fan blades, and shuddered.

"I'm not a person of high moral standards, and I never force others to do anything."

When Junyunchu saw this scene, he whistled, "Cool! Brother!"

Qu Boyuan's eyelids twitched. Why on earth would he hang out with someone like Jun Yunchu?