She Dominates the Immortal Realm with Her HP Bar

It turned out she had really reincarnated as a turtle... no, a little tortoise.

Yan Luoyue lay in her swaddling clothes, her eyes dull and lifeless. A thumb in her mouth stifled the torrent of complaints threatening to spill out.

From the conversation between the two, Yan Luoyue learned that the young woman was named Yan Yu, the caretaker of the hatchery.

As for the young boy, Yan Gan, he was a child from the clan who had come to the hatchery to help out in his free time.

Half an hour ago, Yan Luoyue had been on the verge of death, her vision filled with a ghastly crimson hue.

At the critical moment, Yan Yu had taken off her outer garment and gently wrapped Yan Luoyue in it.

The soft fabric, still warm from Yan Yu's body, shielded her from the cold air and saved her dangerously low health points.

Seeing her health slowly recover, Yan Luoyue finally let out a sigh of relief.

Yan Yu carefully cradled the infant.

She had never seen a clan member transform into human form at such a young age: the baby's bones were still soft, her tiny fingers and toes so delicate that it seemed any slight pressure might shatter her.

Holding Yan Luoyue in an awkward posture, as if carrying a bomb, Yan Yu carried her all the way to the Great Elder, presenting her like a dish.

After explaining the circumstances of Yan Luoyue's hatching in detail, Yan Yu looked up, hoping the white-bearded elder would provide some guidance.

One snap of the fingers passed, and the Great Elder remained seated, motionless.

Two snaps passed, and not even a wrinkle on his face twitched.

After ten snaps, the Great Elder finally opened his eyes.

His snow-white beard moved slightly, and a voice emerged. The Great Elder spoke slowly and calmly, "Ah—I—see—now."

The Great Elder looked at the infant in Yan Yu's arms and asked unhurriedly, "Child—do you—have any—clue—about—your—birth?"

Yan Yu: "..."

Yan Luoyue: "..."

Yan Luoyue's heart sank, her complaints on the verge of bursting out.

Unfortunately, limited by her infantile hardware (physical limitations), all she could do was open her tiny mouth and let out a small bubble.

The Great Elder chuckled. "Look—she—can blow—bubbles. She is—indeed—a child—of the Turtle Clan."

Yan Luoyue: "???"

Wait, what did you just say?

Could you repeat those two words you just said?

The infant waved her tiny hands and feet, letting out soft coos.

Such a pure case of reverse jinx, and you're calling yourselves the Turtle Clan?

Fine, Turtle Clan it is.

But even after reincarnating as a turtle, my starting health points are only 1? Is this world even fair?

Yan Yu easily suppressed Yan Luoyue's protests with one hand, and in doing so, accidentally shaved off 0.1 health points due to using a bit too much force.

She asked uncertainly, "Great Elder, human babies can blow bubbles too, can't they?"

The Great Elder replied with reason, "But—human—babies—aren't—hatched—from eggs."

This sounded logical.

But wasn't the whole point of consulting the elder to find out how a baby could hatch from an egg?

Yan Yu felt something was off, as if she had hit a mental wall.

She hesitated, "Great Elder, what about this child?"

The Great Elder slowly closed his eyes and waved his hand. This simple gesture took him half a cup of tea's time.

The Great Elder said calmly, "Raise—her."

Yan Yu waited for a long time but heard no further instructions. She boldly reached out to touch the Great Elder's robe, only to freeze in shock.

The Great Elder had gone into hibernation.

After some internal conflict, Yan Yu decided to take Yan Luoyue back to her own home to raise her.

For now, Yan Luoyue wasn't concerned about who would raise her. She had a far more pressing problem to deal with.

—She was losing health!

Ever since being brought home by Yan Yu, Yan Luoyue had been steadily losing health due to hunger!

Although the rate was slow—about 0.01 health points every five minutes—her starting health was only 1 point. At this rate, even without any accidents, Yan Luoyue's new life would be over in eight hours.

Feeling the sharp pangs of hunger in her stomach, Yan Luoyue opened her tiny mouth and began to cry.

Yan Yu, unsure why the baby was crying, frowned in worry.

Her concern for Yan Luoyue was genuine. Like any flustered new mother, she immediately tried to figure out the cause of the crying.

In the process, she wrapped Yan Luoyue in an extra layer of blankets—which, being too stuffy, cost her 0.1 health points.

She also wiped Yan Luoyue's face with warm water—which, being too hot for the baby's sensitive skin, cost her another 0.1 health points.

Worried that something in the swaddle might be bothering Yan Luoyue, Yan Yu unwrapped the blanket to check—exposing her to a sudden burst of cold air, which cost her yet another 0.1 health points.

Yan Luoyue: "..."

Amidst the flashing red warning of her dwindling health, Yan Luoyue resigned herself to her fate.

Her eyes lost their sparkle, and she lay stiffly on her back, unmoving, like a salted fish.

As long as she didn't move, Yan Yu wouldn't disturb her. With the biggest external interference removed, her health bar resumed its slow decline at a rate of -0.01 points.

Yan Luoyue sorrowfully realized that this was the only way she could prolong her life.

—So, is "life lies in stillness" really the motto of the Turtle Clan?

Just as Yan Luoyue thought she was doomed to starve to death, Yan Gan's arrival saved her.

Yan Gan circled the makeshift crib, quickly sensing the tragic heroism in Yan Luoyue's eyes.

Though he had no experience with babies, such an expression didn't seem fitting for a newly hatched turtle.

Yan Gan cautiously waved his hand in front of Yan Luoyue's face.

Yan Luoyue didn't even blink, lying still and waiting for death.

Young boys tend to be careless and rough.

By staying still, she might live another three or four hours. If Yan Gan poked her too hard, she might die on the spot.

But Yan Gan, after staring at Yan Luoyue for a while, seemed to sense her plight through some shared Turtle Clan food-loving instinct.

He turned and called out, "Sister Yu, have you fed the baby yet?"

Yan Yu blinked in confusion. "No, newly hatched turtles can't eat right away. They need to rest for seven or eight days."

Hearing this, Yan Gan hesitated. "But since she hatched as a human, maybe it's different? Should we try feeding her some milk?"

This made sense. After a moment's thought, Yan Yu hurried into the inner room and returned with a packet of powdered substance.

Yan Gan peeked at it, sounding surprised. "Oh, this stuff?"

"Yes," Yan Yu said, performing a hand seal. A bowl filled with water automatically.

"Our clan doesn't have a habit of drinking milk, and we can't find any on short notice. The young turtles love this, so I'll try making a paste and feeding her that."

The feeding process went smoothly.

Yan Yu felt guilty when she saw the baby eagerly sucking on the spoon, clearly starving.

She had cared for so many newly hatched turtles in the clan, yet she had overlooked the differences between human and turtle habits.

After eating a dozen spoonfuls of the paste, Yan Luoyue finally felt the hunger subside, and her health bar stabilized.

She smacked her tiny lips, feeling alive again.

Only then did Yan Luoyue have the energy to notice other things.

For example, why did the paste she just ate taste a bit... strange?

It was slightly salty, a little bitter, yet oddly fragrant, with a hint of protein. She had thought it was rice porridge, but no rice paste tasted like this.

As Yan Luoyue pondered this, Yan Gan quickly grabbed the remaining powder, tilted his head back, and poured it all into his mouth.

Savoring the snack, Yan Gan narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Sister Yu, your snow worm powder is the best!

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener was horrified. Yan Luoyue's eyes widened in terror.

Snow worm powder... loved by the young turtles...

What do turtles usually eat in those nature documentaries?

If she remembered correctly, turtles were omnivorous creatures.

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This meant that what she had just eaten was...!!!

The familiar red light once again filled Yan Luoyue's entire vision. This time, it was because she had suffered such a severe mental blow that her health points plummeted by a full 0.5 points.

...Yan Luoyue sadly realized that, although she had only been in this world for less than half a day, she had already fully accepted the utterly mind-blowing concept that "0.5 points of health is a lot."

After a moment of stunned silence, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by sorrow.

She pouted and, obeying her physiological instincts, made a gesture that was quite fitting for her age—

"Waaah—"

Life was unbearable!

If she hadn't still been struggling to control her tongue properly, Yan Luoyue would have shouted the name of the person in front of her to the entire world.

—Damn it!

Although she lost health points when she got cold, choked on milk, or even ate bugs and suffered mental shock, Yan Luoyue had still managed to tough it out.

Every day brought a new sun, and the turtle food she was fed remained the same.

Yan Luoyue remembered that turtles had a broad diet. Besides those dubious high-protein sources, vegetables and fruits were also on their menu.

So she believed that, as long as she persevered, one day her staple food would be switched to vegetables, fruits, or something else edible.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars sparse. Yan Gan had already left, and Yan Yu, who was taking care of the baby, had fallen into a deep sleep.

The clear moonlight, like rippling water, filtered through the window screen and spilled into the room, resembling flowing silver that lightly draped over Yan Luoyue's little blanket.

Listening to the steady, rhythmic breathing beside her, Yan Luoyue opened her eyes.

The little cotton ball, swaddled tightly like a milk dumpling, wriggled a couple of times and poked out a short, soft, and chubby little arm from under the blanket.

Finally, after waiting for Yan Yu to fall asleep, she could carefully examine her health bar.

With great effort, she bent her tiny arm over her head and grabbed hold of the thin red thread.

The moment she touched the health bar, a strange sensation suddenly swept through Yan Luoyue's entire body.

Her vision was suddenly filled with flashes of golden, radiant magical treasures and spiritual items, their shapes and varieties...

Wait, wasn't that her inventory from the game "Unification of Ten Thousand Realms"?!

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