"System, are you there?"
Shen Tang called out several times in her mind but received no response.
What's going on?
Could it be that the system has fallen asleep again?
But there's no external force here, and no one with the Hand of Creation, so it shouldn't be forced into slumber. Even if it needs updating, it would surely give her a heads-up; it wouldn't just suddenly disappear.
Shen Tang felt increasingly uneasy.
As she was lost in thought, a man's cough suddenly interrupted her, "Cough... cough cough..."
(Shen Tang's thoughts were interrupted, "Ah Lan?")
Jia Lan's complexion seemed paler, exuding a soft and frail aura that stirred sympathy.
But he still managed to stand there, gazing at her tenderly with a hint of hoarseness and weakness in his melodious voice, "Don't worry, it's just the injuries haven't healed yet. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Tangtang to heal me."
