Nan Shuang had no idea how to answer Su Yu. What had happened before her eyes had already surpassed her understanding.
As someone who often read novels, she even suspected that this world was about to undergo a spiritual energy revival, and that Su Jiang had merely been accidentally afflicted by some kind of curse or immortal's hex.
While her thoughts drifted off who knew where, voices began to sound from inside the room.
"Someone's in there?" The old doctor heard the voices as well.
"That's impossible. We and the patient's family all ran out."
"My, my, it seems the future is about to change." The phantom of a girl in a dark red dress appeared beside Su Jiang's hospital bed.
However, the Holy Tree's shoots had grown so densely that she could not see what the main body looked like.
The phantom of a short angel with blue twin-tails and a pair of translucent wings on her back gave a cold, insincere snort.
A girl dressed in a mysterious black Gothic dress, with a hime cut, a serene face, and a beauty mark beneath the corner of her eye, spoke in an unbearably chuunibyou manner. "As a servant of darkness, you have done well."
The white-haired girl in pink pajamas, holding a drawing tablet, said weakly, "If that future never happens again, that would be nice too."
"I don't know~, after all, I'm an idiot."
"This is all thanks to my luck. You should be properly grateful to me, nanoda!"
Within the space woven from branches, the phantoms of dozens of girls appeared.
Su Jiang was awakened by these voices echoing from the depths of her soul.
Crack, crack.
The hard wooden shell split apart.
A red-haired girl lay within the thick liquid of life force.
She