Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

”The only bullet that can be visually confirmed,” the doctor estimated conservatively, ”is a mere two millimeters from the heart.”

”Ladies and gentlemen, do you understand what a distance of two millimeters means?”

No one made a sound upon hearing his words.

Then they saw the doctor extend a finger and say, ”One breath!”

”With just one breath, this bullet could very well tear through Mr. Zhang’s heart, leading to fatal heart failure.”

”And this is just one of the bullets. The others have already penetrated deep into his body, undoubtedly causing organ damage. Life... it’s just a matter of time.”

”Mr. Zhang, I am sorry.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Siqi and the others felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

They stared blankly, first at the doctor, then at Zhang Beixing, unable to speak for a long while.

Clearly, they were struggling to accept such an outcome.

The silence stretched on.

Finally, Lin Siqi spoke, her voice slightly hoarse, ”Then... Doctor, can these bullets be removed through surgery?”

”No!”

The doctor shook his head with a sigh. ”This bullet is just too close to the heart. Currently, no one in this world is capable of performing surgery with such precision. Unless he could be fitted with a powerful reactor to extract the bullets from his body, like Iron Man... otherwise, short of God Himself intervening, no one else could save him!”

”Moreover, there are over ten bullets...”

THUMP!

Before the doctor could finish, darkness clouded Lin Siqi’s vision. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

Zheng Jituo and the others, though not as overwhelmed as Lin Siqi, also wore grave expressions after hearing the doctor’s words, a wave of panic washing over them.

”What... what do we do now?”

Seeing them like this, Zhang Beixing frowned. Why is this doctor being such an alarmist?

He walked over to Lin Siqi and helped her up from the ground.

Looking at her tear-streaked, grief-stricken face, Zhang Beixing reached out to wipe away her tears. ”Alright, stop crying. It’s not a big deal.”

”Sob... Lao Zhang, your condition... even surgery isn’t possible... What are we going to do...?”

Lin Siqi continued to sob, while the other classmates looked on anxiously, most of them completely at a loss.

”Lao... Lao Zhang... how are you feeling right now?”

”Should you call your family first?”

”Bro, what do we do? You’re going to be okay, right?”

Everyone was talking at once, their faces etched with sorrow. Can’t even surgery fix Zhang Beixing’s injuries? He’s practically dancing with the Death God right now!

At any moment, the bullet lodged near his heart could shift and penetrate it, killing Zhang Beixing!

However, despite everyone’s concern, Zhang Beixing simply shook his head with a wry smile.

”It’s really nothing. Resisting bullets with one’s body is a basic ability for Martial Artists, isn’t it?”

Far from being reassured, they felt these were the consolations of a dying man, and their hearts grew even heavier.

”Alright, calm down,” Zhang Beixing said, gesturing with his hand for everyone to settle down. He then let go of Lin Siqi’s hand and took a step back.

”Step back!”

At Zhang Beixing’s sharp command, everyone instinctively retreated a few steps.

Then, Zhang Beixing suddenly executed a closing stance. He focused his Qi, sinking it into his Dantian, and the Postnatal Five Qi within him surged, circulating throughout his entire body.

The next moment—

BOOM!

A thunderous roar, like actual thunder, erupted from within Zhang Beixing. The dust clinging to his body was blasted away by the sound.

A faint, human-shaped mist even formed in the air around him.

WHIZZ! WHIZZ! WHIZZ!

Then, a series of sharp sounds cut through the air, as if something had shot out from Zhang Beixing’s body, followed by several metallic CLANGS as they struck the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded, unsure of what had just happened. Someone instinctively looked toward the source of the sounds and froze, exclaiming in shock.

”Bullets?!”

Hearing this, the others, though confused, also looked in that direction, only to be rendered stunned and speechless by the sight!

There, on the ground, lay more than a dozen bloodstained bullets. Zhang Beixing had actually forced every single one of them out of his body!