After a long while, the four men, who had been flipping through the documents again, slammed the book shut. They raised their bloodshot eyes, their breathing rapid and heavy, and the veins on their foreheads bulging. All of this revealed the turbulent and turbulent state of their minds, a state that was anything but calm.

Although Wei Ying and his companions were resolute, rational, and calm, they were still unable to remain calm after being subjected to two nuclear-bomb-like shocks that shattered their worldviews. In particular, the protagonists, who had experienced a life of wandering, hardship, and suffering, were all their beloved younger brothers/older brothers/people they cherished!

Seeing that the group had transformed into active volcanoes, with boiling magma brimming within them poised to erupt, Wei Chaoyan managed a weak smile. She abruptly stood up, took a few steps to their seats, bent down, and vigorously rubbed their heads, gently soothing their turbulent emotions with tender words.

After a while, Wei Chaoyan keenly noticed that her younger brothers' emotional fluctuations were gradually stabilizing. Knowing that they had calmed down a bit, she patted them on the shoulder and said, "You should calm down first. Let's talk properly after you've digested and sorted out all this information!"

As he spoke, Wei Chaoyan straightened up and fiddled with something in the center of the back wall of the Bamboo Snow Room. The walls on both sides of the room quietly cracked open, revealing what lay behind them—several small cubicles. Though small, they were fully equipped with tables, chairs, writing brushes, ink, paper, tea, and other furnishings. The space inside was enough to accommodate two or three people for a private conversation, offering even greater privacy than the Bamboo Snow Room itself.

Then Wei Chaoyan led her younger brothers, one in each hand, into the various cubicles, letting them think things through on their own. She casually placed a copy of the remaining documents from the file folder onto the table in each cubicle, also remembering to include the documents they had previously perused.

After making the arrangements, Wei Chaoyan clapped her hands and pressed a mechanism on the wall, slowly closing the wide-open wall and giving the group of people, who were currently suffering from mental anguish, a completely quiet and independent space so that they could calm down.

After doing all this, Wei Chaoyan's straight shoulders suddenly slumped, and she walked heavily back to the empty seat, slumped down, leaned back against the cold chair back, and stared blankly at the stone walls that had closed on both sides. She sat there in the room, watching over her four younger brothers.

Meanwhile, System 001, who was inseparable from her, also remained silent, silently watching over the four people inside alongside Wei Chaoyan.

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It was unclear how long Wei Chaoyan had been staring at the stone wall in that position, but the sunlight streaming into the room from the window grew increasingly bright and dazzling, and her body temperature gradually rose, making it clear that it was nearly noon.

Wei Chaoyan was momentarily blinded by a ray of sunlight that had been blown askew by a slanting breeze. Startled, she instinctively closed her eyes, but soon opened them to see Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, looking slightly haggard, walking out of the room with composed demeanor and profound presence. Following them, Qi Ye and Qing Yan, carrying thick volumes of documents, also stepped out of the room one after the other.

Wei Chaoyan's eyes lit up instantly, and she jumped straight up from her seat, rushing over like a firecracker, "Aying, Azhan, Qiye, Qingyan! Have you all thought it through?"

Facing the excited Wei Chaoyan, Wei Ying, who had come out first, instinctively smiled, his starry eyes brimming with brilliance, his face as radiant as the blazing sun. He patted his chest proudly and said, "Sister! Who am I? I am Wei Ying, a genius of unparalleled talent! How could a mere one or two non-magical stories disturb my mind and disrupt my Dao heart?!"

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Wei Ying, Lan Zhan nodded slightly. His calm, shallow eyes quickly swept over Wei Ying, who was smiling radiantly beside him, before slowly turning to Wei Chaoyan and saying in a gentle tone, "Sister, don't worry, I've calmed down!"

Qi Ye and Qing Yan, who came out a step later, also spoke up, saying that their emotions had returned to normal, which put Wei Chaoyan at ease.

Seeing that they had truly sorted out their emotions and reason from their eyes and expressions, Wei Chaoyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, exhaling the pent-up frustration and anxiety from her throat. She then patted the armrest beside her with her wrist. "That's good! Let's sit down first. Now that we've sorted out our thoughts, let's talk about our ideas together."

The meticulous Qi Ye subconsciously looked up at the bright sky outside the window, estimated the time in her mind, and then quickly scanned the faces of the people present. She then said knowingly, "Sister, let's not rush to exchange ideas. It's almost noon now, shouldn't we have lunch?"

He glanced meaningfully at the bellies of everyone present, "After all, we've all expended a lot of energy this morning and urgently need to replenish our bodies. Moreover, the events that have unfolded are complex and intertwined with various factors. It will take us quite a while to sort them out and discuss them, and we'll only have enough energy to talk if we're well-fed!"

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