Just as they were talking, Windy River suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.
"Story Lord, why do I feel like there's something wrong with this food..."
Before she could finish speaking, she felt a spasm in her stomach and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Windy River covered her mouth, looking at the bloodstain in front of her in disbelief.
Story Lord quickly scanned her body, followed by a long silence.
It wasn't until Windy River realized something was off and called for help that it slowly uttered two words.
[Idiot!]
"Stop... stop scolding me first, quickly give me... the antidote."
Windy River's face twitched in pain, her words coming out haltingly, but the panic in her voice was unmistakable.
[You have no points to use, the antidote requires two years of life to exchange.]
"Exchange! Exchange! I'll trade as many years as I have to!"
Without exchange, she'd die immediately; with it, she could live to 82. Windy River agreed to Story Lord's demand without hesitation.
