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[Host, please confirm whether you wish to extract life points?]

While thinking that Xiao Liu was becoming more and more considerate, Wen Nuan casually asked, "What would happen if the hurricane didn't change course?"

[The future of this world cannot be predicted in advance, but the consequences of winds of the same magnitude are as follows, which the host may refer to.]

Then, some fragments appeared in Warmth's mind.

The howling wind seemed to tear the world apart, like a prehistoric behemoth, surging in with overwhelming force.

The sea seemed to be boiling, with giant waves like skyscrapers crashing onto the land with immense force.

Wherever it went, the beaches were instantly swallowed up, and coastal houses collapsed like fragile building blocks under the combined attack of storm surge and strong winds.

The utility poles were uprooted, the power lines danced wildly in the air, and sparks flashed briefly before being swallowed by darkness, instantly paralyzing communications.

The streets were raging with floodwaters, and vehicles were tossed about and swept away like tiny toys.

Trees were uprooted, and broken branches and leaves swirled and howled in the wind.

The world was in chaos, and the cries and shouts of people were completely drowned out by the roar of the hurricane.

Life appears so small and helpless in the face of this enormous disaster, and the whole world seems to be left with only endless despair and tragedy.

And after the hurricane, people stood in their homes, now ruins, their eyes filled with bewilderment and pain.

The once cozy house is now just ruins, with broken bricks and twisted metal everywhere.

The children clung tightly to the adults' clothes, crying silently. Their innocent faces were filled with fear and confusion, unable to understand why the world had become so unfamiliar overnight.

The elderly people slumped to the ground, their eyes vacant, staring at their homes that had been their companions for many years but were now gone, tears streaming down their wrinkled faces.

Even just "watching" like this, Wen Nuan felt suffocated.

Having grown up inland, she had never seen such a tragic scene before, and immediately spoke seriously.

"Little Six, confirm the life points extraction! No matter how much, we must stop the hurricane from making landfall. We absolutely cannot let such a disaster happen!"

[Please wait, health points are being drawn...]

As Xiao Liu spoke, Wen Nuan could feel her life force being slowly drained, turning into golden rays that swirled around her.

Meanwhile, Wen Yan and his men stood guard outside the room.

Meanwhile, in the conference room, the top leader and others were constantly monitoring the hurricane's trajectory on a large screen in front of them.

As her life points continued to be drained, Wen Nuan's face gradually turned pale, but her eyes remained firm.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was so tense it was suffocating.

The top leader stared intently at the screen, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists, and fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The research team and meteorological experts sat together, discussing in hushed tones the various possible scenarios.

Although some of them had previously been skeptical of the power of warmth, they were now all silently praying for a miracle to happen.

Outside a room deep within the base, Wen Yan paced back and forth, his heart pounding in his chest.

For some reason, ever since he saw his sister enter the room, he suddenly had a bad feeling, which made him uneasy.

At this moment, every second seemed to pass incredibly long. He would glance at the closed door from time to time, hoping to find some solace.

In the conference room, the hurricane's trajectory on the large screen continued to approach the coastal areas, instantly creating towering waves wherever it passed, like a giant white dragon churning wildly.

The enormous and ferocious cyclone resembled a giant beast ready to devour its prey, creating an atmosphere of extreme oppression.

The top leader frequently glanced at his watch, his brow furrowed. He knew all too well that this was a race against time and the forces of nature, and that warmth was their only hope.

Wen Yan, who was outside the room, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He walked to the door and called softly, "Nuan Nuan, how are you?"

However, the room was completely silent.

His unease grew stronger. He wanted to push the door open and go in, but he was afraid of interfering with Wen Nuan's actions, so he could only anxiously pace back and forth at the door.

Warmth supported her head with one hand; her health was depleting too quickly, and she was experiencing waves of dizziness.

"Little Six...is it ready yet?"

[Host, your health has been reduced by 80%, reaching a dangerous level. The system does not recommend continuing to extract health.]

"...How much more is needed?"

[The hurricane's strength is too high; it is expected to require another 10% or more.]

Cold sweat rolled down Wen Nuan's forehead, her lips trembled slightly, but she still said resolutely, "Keep smoking, don't worry about me."

Little 6 remained silent for a moment, then continued to drain the little remaining life points.

At this moment, everyone in the conference room stared intently at the screen, where the hurricane was approaching the edge of the coastal town.

The wind howled, instantly blowing houses away and swirling them into the sky.

The huge billboard was uprooted, tumbled through the air, and crashed to the ground. Some vehicles that were unable to evacuate in time were overturned in the strong wind.

"It's too late...it's too late..."

In the conference room, someone staggered backward, their face filled with despair.

A loud "thump" came from the tightly closed room. Wen Yan could no longer care about anything else and pushed the door open and entered.

Then I saw my younger sister lying on the ground, her face pale and her eyes closed.

Wen Yan's heart clenched instantly. He rushed over and hugged Wen Nuan tightly.

Her voice trembled slightly, "Nuan Nuan, wake up, don't scare your brother!"

Upon seeing this, the person outside immediately turned around and called for help.

"Quickly, call the medical team!"

Wen Yan frantically reached for Wen Nuan's breath, and only after feeling that faint breath did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, seeing her sister's bloodless face, Wen Yan's eyes reddened, and she hugged her sister tightly, trying to warm her sister's cold body with her own body heat.

Even now, there's still something he doesn't understand.

The image of her sister's pale face from last time flashed through my mind, and all my previous suspicions were now confirmed...

Meanwhile, inside the meeting room.

The large screen showed that the hurricane's speed suddenly paused briefly, and then it began to change direction in a strange way.

The people in the conference room were stunned at first, then burst into an incredulous cheer.

"She did it! She really did it!"

Someone shouted excitedly, their voice filled with the relief and joy of surviving a disaster.

The top leader also breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face finally eased. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his eyes full of satisfaction and admiration.

"This is simply a miracle!"

At that moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the meeting room.

The person opened the door with a bang, their voice filled with panic.

"Something's wrong! General Wen has fainted!"

One sentence shattered the smiles on everyone's faces in the conference room.

"What?!!"

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Upon hearing the news that Wen Nuan had fainted, the top leader immediately stood up, his chair crashing to the ground behind him with a loud thud. Ignoring all that, he anxiously asked...

"What happened? Quickly, send the medical team to check it out!"

The person who came to report nodded hurriedly: "They've already called, they should have arrived by now."

Upon hearing this, the joy on everyone's faces was instantly replaced by worry.

The research team and meteorological experts, who were just basking in the relief that the hurricane had changed course, now gathered around, asking questions all at once.

"What happened? How could this be?"

Some people were staring at the big screen, deep in thought.

"The hurricane just changed course here, and General Wen fainted over there..."

The senior leader, with a heavy heart, hurried towards the room, followed by the worried group of people in the conference room.

Everyone wore a look of frustration.

They only knew that warmth could change the course of a hurricane, but forgot to ask what the cost would be.

Perhaps it was because Wen Nuan had always given them the illusion that "she was very strong" that they subconsciously ignored the potential risks.

The leader hurried along, his mind filled with the image of Wen Nuan's usual firm and confident demeanor, and his heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach.

He knew that Wen Nuan's fainting was definitely related to the hurricane changing its course.

If it weren't for his request, that girl wouldn't be in this situation!

When they arrived at the room, Wen Nuan had already been placed on the bed, surrounded by many medical staff who were conducting various examinations on her.

Wen Yan stood outside the crowd, her eyes fixed on her younger sister, not wanting to miss a single glance.

The high-ranking leader walked over and immediately saw the girl on the bed, her face as pale as paper, exuding a chilling weakness.

"How could this happen?" he asked anxiously.

Wen Yan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and trembling slightly.

“…I don’t know…I pushed open the door…and Nuannuan…she was lying on the floor…”

Wen Yan couldn't describe the fear she felt at that moment; it was as if she had returned to that time...

My younger sister was in a car accident and the doctors have determined that she will be in a vegetative state for the rest of her life...

Nuannuan back then was exactly the same as she is now...

Just then, the doctor who had finished the examination came over, and Wen Yan anxiously grasped the doctor's arm.

"What happened to Nuannuan? Is she alright?"

The doctor first nodded to the senior leader, then frowned, looking puzzled.

"We gave General Wen a quick check-up, and strangely enough, we didn't find anything wrong."

"The test results all show that he is in good condition and his vital signs are basically stable. However, General Wen has not only fainted, but is now in a coma."

"We don't know the cause of this situation yet."

The doctor's words left everyone looking at each other, filled with doubt.

The senior leader frowned as well, "Then we'll conduct a more thorough examination. Just by looking at her, it's clear she's not feeling well. How could there not be a problem?"

The doctor gave a wry smile. "Sir, the key issue is that, given the current situation, we can't just prescribe any medication..."

All the data are good, even better than the average person's. How do they administer medication? What kind of medication do they use?

"Sir, Colonel Chu and his men have arrived."

A soldier came in to report, and the high-ranking leader was stunned for a few seconds before realizing who Colonel Chu was.

Once he remembered Shi Chuze and the others, he quickly said, "Let them in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxiao walked in first, followed by several others.

Xuanxiao ignored everyone in the room and went straight to the bedside.

Seeing his apprentice's weak state, he frowned so deeply that he could have trapped a fly.

Ludwig followed closely to the bedside and, without a word, immediately used high-level healing magic, a faint golden halo enveloping the bed in warmth.

The top leader and Wen Yan, among others, saw them as if they were their saviors.

Watching Ludwig's actions, they dared not even breathe, lest they disturb him.

Chu Ze scanned the group of people, a storm brewing in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice through gritted teeth.

"What did you make her do this time?"

The senior leader looked ashamed and hesitated to speak.

Wen Yan stepped forward, her voice bitter, "Nuan Nuan said she could change the course of a hurricane, and we don't know what she did to make it actually change course, but now she's unconscious, and even the doctors can't find anything wrong..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ze felt a wave of dizziness, followed by a surge of rage.

He glared at the group and roared, "Are you all crazy? You dare let her do something so outrageous? Even if she lives a long life, it won't be long enough for you to torment her!"

Xuanxiao also turned around abruptly, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone. "Cultivators believe in cause and effect; everything has its predetermined fate."

"You attempt to use her power to contend with the heavens, yet you have never considered the price that must be paid. Are you truly unaware, or are you deliberately avoiding the question?"

Xuanxiao's voice was as sharp as an ice blade, sending a chill down everyone's spine.

Ludwig reluctantly withdrew his magic, his face cold, but his eyes were full of anxiety.

"No, Nuannuan's health has been depleted too much this time, healing magic is completely useless..."

Wen Yan stepped forward urgently, looking at them, "What did you mean by 'life points'? You know why Nuan Nuan is like this, right?"

The senior leader then pressed on, "Yes, what exactly happened to Wen girl?"

Hall glanced at the anxiety on their faces and snorted coldly.

"Now you're in a panic? Where were you all this time?"

Before anyone could answer, he spoke again in a cold voice.

Do you really think of her as an omnipotent goddess?

He stared at the senior leader, his eyes filled with coldness. "Do you think that Wen Nuan's ability to be bound to the system and to have this opportunity today is a very lucky thing?"

Then he turned to look at Wen Yan and said, word by word, "Did you also think that it was a miracle that your sister was able to wake up from a vegetative state? And that you could rest easy after that?"

"Do you know that your sister should have been dead long ago?!"

Wen Yan's face turned deathly pale, and her lips trembled slightly. "What...what do you mean by that?"

His mind was in chaos. "Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan is already at the Nascent Soul stage. Nascent Soul cultivators can live for a thousand years..."

Chu Zeqiang suppressed his anger and took a deep breath. "Wen Nuan's cultivation level is indeed higher than all of yours, but no matter what realm her cultivation level reaches, her lifespan has nothing to do with those things. Cultivation can only enhance her strength, not make her live longer."

Chu Ze gritted his teeth, looked at the person lying there, so weak that he was almost ethereal, turned his head to the side, and could no longer speak.

The others who heard these words were terrified. The room was deathly silent, with only the faint sounds of the instruments echoing in the air, as if telling the story of the heavy atmosphere.

Finally, Ludwig broke the silence, his voice low and serious.

"Her life can only be extended by continuously completing system tasks and gaining a certain amount of life points."

"The system's capabilities are incredibly powerful, indeed enabling her to do many things that are beyond human ability, but the price she needs to pay is only one..."

Hearing this, many people in the room had already guessed what the price would be...

Wen Yan's face was already covered in tears, and she murmured blankly, "...It's her life points...is it?"