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"Sister, you won't be in trouble this time. As long as you trust me, I can truly guarantee that your illness can be cured. Do you remember when I mentioned the Zero Point Game? It will become a second world for humanity, unveiling the mysteries of our existence. Once the Game Pod is released, its Nutrient Solution will repair your R Gene Fragment deficiency and cure your illness. So, before the Game Pod comes out, you need to go to Area A's S Research Institute for treatment.
The Game Pod was released five years after the launch of the Zero Point Game, which was also the year you left us. At that time, we had no idea about the functions of the Game Pod. Later revealed information confirmed that the gR-ZF Nucleotide contained in the Nutrient Solution could repair R Gene Fragment deficiencies and treat R-Gene Disease. So, sister, you must hold on until the Game Pod is released.
This time, if you receive treatment early and stabilize your condition, you'll definitely be able to wait for the arrival of the Game Pod. Just give me some time; really, sister, you have to give me time—"
Yan Yan grew increasingly anxious, her fearful and urgent expression softened Strict Language's heart. Looking into her sister's dark eyes filled with pleading and sorrow, she saw Waxy Yellow's pale cheeks gaunt and alarming, her thin lips pressed tightly into a mournful curve. It made her want to agree to all of Yan Yan's requests wholeheartedly. However, thinking of the severe reality and her strong desire to protect her sister made Strict Language's softening heart harden again. She said:
"No. You can't handle these matters alone right now. I won't even allow you to go find Uncle Li in the d Zone. We've never been there; no one knows what might happen. Even if we were to go, it would have to be me. You should stay here and wait for the Zero Point Open Beta. I've seen the promotional messages for Zero Point; I believe our Yan Yan will reach heights that no one else can attain in Zero Point. So before that, you must be patient and endure. After all, this isn't a game you've played for five years; right now, you have no experience at all, so acting rashly is too dangerous."
Suppressing her own pain, Strict Language found it impossible to utter those three words from her past life—words that signified a tragic end for their family and foretold a future filled with separation and loss that could not be avoided. She simply couldn't calm herself enough to say those words; a sharp pain pierced her heart and struck her mind, making her breath quicken and her expression more pained as she held her head in distress, cold sweat forming at her temples.
"Sister, breathe deeply! Breathe deeply! Sister, don’t think about it; just look at me—"
Yan Yan's panicked face kept appearing before Strict Language's dizzying vision. She struggled to steady her emotions, taking a deep breath to slowly ease the pain surging from deep within her mind.
Yan Yan’s frantic voice was filled with urgency as she tightened her grip on Strict Language’s arms, terrified that she might disappear like she did in their past life. That nightmare was something she absolutely did not want to experience again.
If it weren't for Yan Siming preparing to take action soon and send their sister over to Ji Yang’s place, she wouldn't have been so anxious to reveal everything now; there was no more time left.
Over the past month, Yan Siming had been watching them closely. Coupled with Liu Yufeng's previous oppression of Strict Language, it made Strict Language vaguely aware that something was amiss and led her to conduct an investigation in secret.
Now that Strict Language’s investigation had been discovered by Ji Yang, it would surely alert Liu Yufeng’s family and raise their vigilance. Especially Yan Siming; he knew Ji Yang coveted Yan Yu and would definitely look for an opportunity to send Strict Language into Ji Yang’s bed again. After such a humiliating experience in their past life, she didn’t want Strict Language to go through it once more.
These matters cannot be openly discussed with Strict Language. The vile and disgusting things should be dealt with by her, a person who has crawled out from the depths of hell. Moreover—
She had not been to the d Zone for nothing; when she was fleeing from pursuers, she had hidden in the d Zone for over a year. The area and the d Zone were places she knew best.
Thinking of this, Yan Yan's cold eyes flickered with darkness, but soon she replaced it with a calm demeanor and said:
"Sister, I won't take any risks, and I won't go to the d Zone. Don't worry, I will stay put and wait for the Zero Point Open Beta. When the time comes, we will work hard together at Zero Point. So, you must not get into any trouble. In this world, you are my only family; you are the most important person to me. Sister, you must be safe."
Strict Language looked at Yan Yan, who had calmed down, and nodded in a daze.
As Yan Yan noticed that it was almost midnight, she helped Strict Language to her bedroom. Once Strict Language fell into a deep sleep, Yan Yan got up and walked to the sink. Looking at her eighteen-year-old reflection in the mirror, a low chuckle escaped from her tightly clasped hands.
At this moment, she did not regret risking Strict Language's health for this conversation. Some things had to come out; even if they seemed absurd, she had to be honest with her dearest person. If not, it would surely create a rift between them, and she would definitely regret it.
If Strict Language could understand the truth that had been hidden all along and see the malicious actions buried beneath, it would ignite her will to survive. Such seemingly extreme behavior would make Strict Language—who always took responsibility for herself—realize that without anyone's guidance, she would inevitably head toward destruction, just like in her past life.
Thus, for her sake, Strict Language would want to live well. This will to survive would act as a powerful stimulant in Strict Language's heart, which had been tormented by the reality of a short life; it would surely make her strongly desire to live on rather than merely endure life as she did in her previous existence.
The two sisters—Strict Language resembled Mother Yan: graceful in form, stunningly beautiful, with a gentle yet strong temperament—like a magnolia flower blooming elegantly. If given peaceful years, she would undoubtedly blossom into unparalleled beauty.
Yan Yan resembled Strict Father not only in appearance but also in temperament.
Before the incident occurred, although there were slight flaws in her character—much like early Strict Father—she was introverted and not good with words, appearing exceptionally foolish. However, in reality, her mind was agile and her reactions quick. With the deliberate cultivation from Strict Father and Mother Yan, such character flaws could be completely compensated for in the past.
But during the car accident, she watched helplessly as her parents died protecting her, leaving a huge shadow in her heart. Without proper guidance, and under the deliberate influence of Liu Yufeng, she gradually became more introverted, more silent, even developing a bit of social anxiety and claustrophobia. By the time she realized the truth, it was too late; she had lost her own life.
In her past life, her cowardice and inaction led her to immerse herself in her own world, unable to escape her grief and losing hope in life. She watched as Strict Language struggled alone, exhausting all his efforts for her and her future. This time, it would be her turn to shield him from the storm, to ensure he lived well and didn’t miss any of life’s wonders.
She wiped the fog off the mirror, as if trying to see her own beauty clearly. In her dark, deep eyes lay a resolve to bury all the bloodshed and turmoil of the past. From now on, she would start anew, armed with this second chance at life and a fierce determination forged from rising out of hell. She was determined to walk a different path than in her previous life. Before that, however, she needed to settle some scores and resolve the dilemmas that had plagued them both; she could no longer let Strict Language worry about her.
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