GBP Chapter 1302 The Body
Chapter 1302 The Body
Chapter 1302 The Body
"Host, I've investigated thoroughly. From a month ago until now, 60% of the vegetative state patients in Yu Kingdom have successfully awakened. The longest coma among these awakened patients was 5 years." The little system floated in front of a huge light screen, pointing at the data on it like a teacher holding up a stick.
"So, this spacetime tremor isn't necessarily a bad thing," Shi Jia muttered softly, resting his finger on his chin.
"Boom!" A muffled thunder suddenly echoed in the clear sky.
Shi Jia quickly stood at attention. "Ahem, we still need to resolve the spacetime tremor issue as soon as possible. Xiao Si, continue monitoring the awakening of vegetative state patients worldwide."
"Ok."
"In addition, since vegetative patients have more opportunities to wake up, we also need to change our approach to finding the body."
After much hesitation, Shi Jia made a difficult decision: "Let's choose from those with terminal illnesses and those who died unexpectedly."
If a person in a vegetative state might awaken due to a spacetime tremor, then even if someone with a terminal illness or who died accidentally is affected, they have no chance of survival unless the world's medical standards suddenly improve significantly.
"Okay." The mini-system immediately updated the data, and the screen in front of it refreshed rapidly. The list of candidates at the top quickly rose from 1 to 100, then jumped to 1000, 10000...
"Host, there are a total of 100,000 people."
"Continue to filter according to my criteria: around 20 years old, no older than 30, female, with a clean identity, height..." As each criterion was stated, the number on the screen decreased rapidly again, until only 10 names remained.
Shi Jia carefully reviewed the qualifications of the 10 people and nodded in satisfaction. "Let's look at them in order."
"Ok."
"The first and second place winners are in the same hospital, in the same ward." Shi Jia and the little system walked into the ward, which smelled of disinfectant. There were two beds in the ward, and two bald girls were lying on the beds.
The two were in very bad condition; their faces were pale and their eyes were dark.
"The patient in bed 22 is Zhao Ziyue, and the patient in bed 23 is Qian Qingqing. Both of them have late-stage liver cancer. They just finished one round of chemotherapy, but the effect was not good," the system announced.
In this world, with underdeveloped medical technology, late-stage cancer is a death sentence. Shi Jia can guarantee that after entering the body, it will slowly repair it, but how can this be explained? A medical miracle?
"Sigh, fine, these two will do." Shi Jia thought about the people on the list. Which one of them didn't have a terminal illness? Which one of them survived without facing questions?
"Okay." The little system nodded.
Having chosen her targets, she'd have to wait for both of them to die. She absolutely couldn't possibly take someone else's body. So she decided that whoever died first would be hers. *cough* That sounds a bit odd.
Suddenly, a resolute look appeared in Zhao Ziyue's empty eyes. "Qingqing, I want to go for a walk."
Qian Qingqing, who was standing next to her with equally vacant eyes, simply hummed in agreement.
Zhao Ziyue, drawing strength from who-knows-where, lifted her breathing mask and pulled out the IV. Numbly removing the catheter, she mustered all her strength to stand up and staggered out of the room…
"Host, where did she go?"
"She's going to her death." Shi Jia's tone was melancholy, her feelings complex. There was the frustration of seeing someone die but being unable to save them, sympathy for the girl going to her death, and admiration, but no joy at the prospect of gaining physical intimacy.
"Ah, she's going to die? That's great! The host will have a body soon. With a body, the host can nurture their soul. Once the soul recovers, it can help stabilize the spacetime order of this world..." the little system said expectantly.
"Okay." Shi Jia nodded and followed Zhao Ziyue out of the ward and towards the elevator. It was already late at night, and the corridor was quiet and deserted. Zhao Ziyue's heavy footsteps sounded particularly loud.
Tap, tap, tap...
The corridor seemed to echo with the music of a girl going to her death.
Shi Jia felt heavy-hearted, but the little system's voice remained cheerful in her ear, "Host, why do you seem unhappy? Are you dissatisfied with this body?" The little system scrutinized Zhao Ziyue; well, the body was severely depleted, indeed not a good choice. "No." Shi Jia shook her head, followed the girl into the elevator, and watched as she pressed the button for the 29th floor.
There is no elevator directly connecting to the rooftop.
"Buzz~" "Ding, we've reached the 29th floor."
Zhao Ziyue calmly stepped out of the elevator, turned to the stairwell next to it, and started walking up. When she reached the corner, her body trembled, and an unprecedented sense of grievance swept over her.
An iron railing was installed on the staircase leading to the roof, completely blocking the staircase.
Zhao Ziyue's legs trembled, and she could no longer support herself, collapsing to the ground. She buried her head in her arms, and suddenly a sobbing sound came from her.
The crying grew louder and louder.
Shi Jia sighed, silently squatted down beside her, and gently stroked her back. "Don't cry, don't cry. If you keep crying, your soul energy will be depleted."
In a daze, Zhao Ziyue seemed to hear someone speaking and felt someone gently patting her back. But she was already crying uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, a sigh came. Zhao Ziyue looked up and saw a goddess of unparalleled beauty. She opened her mouth in surprise, even ignoring the pain that had suddenly disappeared from her body, and exclaimed, "So, so beautiful."
"Thank you." Shi Jia smiled, glancing at the lifeless body on the ground and the lively, adorable girl's soul. "And could I use your body?"
"Huh?" Zhao Ziyue was startled. What did she mean? She wanted to use her body? How could this beautiful woman be so abrupt!
She frowned slightly, glanced at it, and exclaimed, "What's this?"
"This—how did I become like this?" Zhao Ziyue stared in horror at the body on the ground. "I'm...dead?"
"Yes."
"I'm dead? Dead?" Zhao Ziyue couldn't accept it for a moment. He excitedly touched his body, but he couldn't feel anything.
After a while, Zhao Ziyue finally calmed down. "Phew, I'm finally dead. I'm finally not a burden to Mom and Dad anymore. That's great. Without me, they can have a younger brother or sister in peace. My younger brother or sister will definitely be there to accompany Mom and Dad as they grow old."
Zhao Ziyue felt relieved, a smile appearing on his face as his soul gradually faded. "Pretty sister, if you want my body, you can take it."
"Thank you, Ziyue." Shi Jia reached out and touched her soul, the pure power of her soul falling into her brow.
Zhao Ziyue's eyes widened. "Pretty sister, I can touch you, no, I can feel you!"
Shi Jia nodded.
"Wow!" Zhao Ziyue opened his arms and hugged Shi Jia as if he had discovered a new continent. Shi Jia did not refuse and even rubbed against him. However, Zhao Ziyue was already dead, and his soul could not stay for long. It quickly turned into starlight and dissipated in the air.
Shi Jia smiled, and his soul gradually became ethereal and floated into Zhao Ziyue's corpse.
"Huh? Where's bed 22? Bed 23, have you seen bed 22?"
Qian Qingqing, with her vacant eyes, did not answer.
The nurse was very anxious and rushed out to make a phone call.
After a period of chaos, "Found it, on the top floor stairs."