[The orange-haired man slowly approaches, stepping carelessly over your injured body.]
[He strides arrogantly toward your room.]
[With great effort, you drag yourself forward and desperately grab onto his pant leg.]
[This man clearly has malicious intent. You don't know why he's after the account ledgers, but you can't allow him to harm the Crux Fleet.]
["Tch, that's why I despise weaklings. You're as annoying as a cockroach."]
[The orange-haired man brutally kicks you in the abdomen. Your body flies backward, your head slamming violently against the cabin wall, and your vision fades into darkness.]
Huh?
He still wasn't dead after that?
Was this life simulation still not over?
[The orange-haired man enters your room, quickly finds a chest filled with the Crux Fleet's transaction ledgers, and effortlessly lifts it up, leaving your cabin.]
[As he departs, the other pirates aboard quickly retreat as well.]
[Only then does Beidou realize something's amiss.]
[These pirates hadn't stolen any valuables. Instead, they'd focused their attacks entirely on the deck, specifically targeting her, as if deliberately keeping her occupied.]
[These weren't ordinary pirates. What exactly were they after?]
[Other than the usual valuables, what else aboard the Alcor could possibly be worth stealing...?]
[Beidou suddenly remembers the recent task given to her by Ningguang.]
[Of course—the account ledgers!]
[Realizing this, Beidou rushes frantically toward your cabin.]
[Upon arriving, she sees crew members lying motionless, and you sprawled unconscious on the floor, breathing faintly.]
[The Alcor has suffered catastrophic damage. Since founding the Crux Fleet, Beidou has never experienced such a devastating blow.]
[She immediately orders the ship's medic to treat the wounded and gathers the crew to carry those who sacrificed themselves onto the deck.]
[The Alcor limps back into Liyue Harbor, battered and somber.]
[Yanfei, having learned from your letter that the Alcor was due to return today, has been waiting eagerly at the harbor since morning.]
[But when the ship docks, the first person she sees stepping onto the pier is Beidou, exhausted and covered in injuries.]
[The joyful expression on Yanfei's face vanishes instantly.]
[She anxiously asks Beidou, "Did something happen to the Alcor?"]
["We were attacked at sea."]
[If even the powerful Captain Beidou was this badly injured, then the other crew members...]
["Where's Kael? Is Kael alright—"]
[Before Yanfei can finish speaking, she sees crew members carrying stretchers off the Alcor, and among them is the person she's been longing to see.]
[Your eyes are tightly shut, your face deathly pale.]
[All the injured are immediately sent to Bubu Pharmacy, where the renowned doctor Baizhu attends to them.]
[Baizhu examines your injuries carefully.]
["How is he?" Yanfei asks nervously.]
[Baizhu shakes his head sadly. "His injuries are the most severe of all the crew. Multiple fractures throughout his body, and a severe spinal injury. He'll most likely be paralyzed from now on."]
["What!?" Beidou, overhearing from nearby, rushes over anxiously. "Paralyzed?!"]
[Baizhu looks sympathetically at Yanfei's tearful face and Beidou's pained expression, and continues gently, "Paralysis is the best-case scenario—that is, if he even wakes up at all. I've just checked: his head suffered a severe impact. There's significant internal bleeding beneath the skin. Only when this swelling subsides will there be any chance of him waking up."]
["How could this happen..." Yanfei whispers, eyes blurred with tears as she gazes helplessly at you.]
[In the days that follow, Yanfei tirelessly cares for you at Bubu Pharmacy, never leaving your side.]
He ended up not just paralyzed, but even in a coma?
If this was the case, would the rest of the simulation just involve lying in bed?
How much longer would it take before this life simulation finally ended?
And this situation was far too cruel for Yanfei.
Watching the one she loved lying unconscious, completely helpless...
[Does host wish to switch to sensory mode? Upon switching, host's consciousness will enter the simulation, allowing control over the body.]
Kael hesitated after hearing the system's suggestion.
During the final moments of the previous simulation, he'd chosen sensory mode, and it had been painfully heartbreaking.
Judging by the current situation, he likely wouldn't last long anyway.
The final farewells in these simulations were always filled with sorrow and reluctance.
He really didn't want to personally experience another painful separation.
[The simulated character's consciousness has not yet dissipated. If host prefers not to use sensory mode, another option is available: injecting your consciousness into the simulated body, using attribute points to support the simulated character and allow him to regain partial consciousness and move on his own.]
[During this mode, attribute points will be deducted at the same rate as sensory mode. Host's consciousness will remain inside the simulated body, but can switch at any moment to directly control the body.]
So basically, he would place himself into the simulation as an observer, similar to having a second personality?
"System, your features really keep getting more creative."
[The system still has many features awaiting host's discovery.]
"Alright, let's go with the second option."
This second method meant he wouldn't have to directly face the pain of others. He could simply step in to control the body at critical moments, then retreat again afterward.
He currently had 1120 attribute points remaining. If converted to sensory mode, that would give him 46 hours.
If he managed his time carefully, only taking control during the day and slipping back into a coma state at night, this would easily last him five days.
Five days should be enough time to allow the simulated version of himself to properly say goodbye to everyone.
[Acknowledged. Switching to sensory mode. Host consciousness has been injected into the simulated body's subconscious.]
Kael suddenly found himself in a pitch-black space, so dark he couldn't even see his own hand.
Though he could see nothing, he heard a soft, sweet voice gently whispering beside his ear.
"Kael, it's morning already. Aren't you going to wake up?"
Kael felt a pair of soft, delicate hands gently caressing his face.