With the immediate threat diminished, Ye Xia turned her attention to the system's new, bewildering function: [Conceptual Waste]. She had a quota of 50 million RMB to waste every day. Funding more failed ventures felt pointless. It was time to experiment.
She decided to start small. She focused her mind on a concept: "A moment of perfect clarity for Yun Ming." She willed the system to waste 5 million RMB on this abstract idea.
The money vanished from the quota. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, her phone rang. It was the nurse attending Yun Ming.
"Miss Ye! It's incredible! Master Yun was resting, and he suddenly sat up and said he'd had a vision! He said he knows where to find a long-lost family text that details a meditation technique to repair damaged meridians! He's giving instructions to the archivists now!"
Ye Xia was stunned. The system had taken a concept—"clarity"—and manifested it in a tangible, beneficial way. It wasn't magic; it was like it had manipulated probability, guiding Yun Ming's subconscious to a vital memory.
The power was staggering. And terrifying.