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

"Yun Yi..."

"Lu Jinan."

"Lu Jinan!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Akabane's frowning face, which vaguely overlapped with the celestial being in his dream.

He stopped there in a trance, tears welling up in his eyes.

Akabane was stunned for a moment, then carefully pulled the person into his arms. The slight trembling of his chest made the hand on his back gently pat it. "...Dream?" He spoke softly, afraid to scare the person in his arms. "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

The palm of the hand stroked his back again and again, as if soothing a frightened little animal.

Lu Jinan stared blankly towards a corner, and several scenes flashed before his eyes.

It was Akabane, who looked different from the sky, who landed in front of him and had a bewildered expression on his face.

The people who used to offer sacrifices and worship turned into faces filled with disgust and resentment, and then turned into wisps of green smoke.

It was Li, dressed in white and with pigtails, kneeling in the center of the blood sacrifice. The blood on his wrists spread like a stream, blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes, and he lowered his head with a slightly raised lip corner.

"Bai Yue, how did you get yourself into such a mess?"

"Lord Moon Goddess, we will be fine, right?"

"Smelly immortal, do I deserve to die?"

"Bai Yue, don't save them."

"This is destiny, you can't change it."

"When the new life comes, we will go back."

"Aren't you a god? Why don't you save them?"

"Can you save those selfish people?"

"Those monsters created this situation, why are we the ones who died?!"

"How can God be slandered?"

I want to save them.

I...want to save them...

Suddenly, a huge mental power enveloped the trembling body. Akabane rubbed his forehead with his hand, and the endless mental power was continuously transmitted into the person with his eyes closed.

Lu Jinan looked like he had been fished out of the water, his front and back were soaked.

The mental power in his body seemed to be divided into several camps, and the little consciousness that belonged to him seemed very weak in the face of the powerful mental power from all sides.

this moment

Who is he anyway?

It is the White Moon Messenger who fell from the clouds

Or the birth of the mythical beast 'life'

Or...reincarnate as Yun Yi who loves her master

He escaped from the powerful mental force alone, and he seemed to have returned to the rainy night that he had dreamed of since he was a child.

The sound of rain ripples, and there is no one in the dark night.

He was a little tired from walking, and when he stopped to squat, a pair of white boots appeared in front of him, and the man slowly moved the umbrella towards him.

The raindrops on the ends of his hair flowed down from his forehead. The person in front of him had a pair of silver eyes. He half squatted down and pulled up his hand.

With him leading the way, the road ahead seemed to be illuminated.

"Can you please call me Jin An?"

“May everyone be well today, and may everyone be well now and at this moment.”

He stepped on the puddle with his bare feet, looked up and asked him, "Are you going to leave me here?"

"Haven't you guys succeeded in fusion yet?"

The little boy was wet by the rain and was covered in dirt, but his eyes were particularly bright. He looked at the man holding an umbrella in front of him with innocence.

"I owed Jin Ri a favor and wanted to save that little guy, but he had no will to live, and his last vestiges of life vanished from this world."

"How are you today," he bent down and rubbed his drooping hair, his fingertips accidentally touching his extraordinarily bright eyes.

"You are attached to life with your spirit like a mayfly. From now on, how can you read people's hearts on behalf of the white moon and revive all things on behalf of 'life'?"

The little boy didn't understand what he was saying. He just felt the coolness of his fingertips, which brushed across his cheeks and then pinched them.

He puffed out his cheeks and glared at him, only to see Bai Yue turning her back and moving farther and farther away from him. He wanted to run after her, but found that he could not catch up with her.

Until there was a loud bang, Bai Yue turned around and saw the child fell into the puddle.

He seemed oblivious to the pain, his knees scraping against the chafed flesh as he continued to run towards Bai Yue. Only when he was able to grab hold of his wide sleeve did he breathe a sigh of relief, "Why did you leave me here?"

"Can't I go with you?"

Bai Yue lowered her head, her silver pupils narrowed, and her broad palm covered the little black head.

"I'm not abandoning you here, but next time, maybe we won't see each other again."

"I hope you can realize your own significance here. I will always protect you."

Lu Jinan looked at the smiling man in front of him in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words, "What if I can't understand it?"

His figure gradually became transparent, leaving only a laugh for the little boy.

"You'll definitely be able to understand it."

Lu Jinan slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, smoothed the wet hair on his forehead with his hands, slowly pushed the person in front of him away to a certain position, and Chiyu looked at his pale lips and gently pulled them upwards.

That person really...had planned everything.

The floodgates of his memory finally opened up to him, and he just felt that he needed to take a shower first!