Love System Redemption

Chapter 611: Optimism

Nnenna hummed. "Figures."

"In the meantime," the System continued, "you'll need to acquire the good points we talked about. Remember,

there are still trainings you can do before walking again. But here’s the problem, the longer you leave using your

legs, the harder it'll be to return to your former state. Start gathering those points as soon as possible."

"I understand," Nnenna nodded. Then she glanced around her room with a wry smile. "But seriously... couldn't

they have prepared a wheelchair? They were more or less sure | would be paralyzed. Am | supposed to just lie

here and stare at the ceiling?"

"They probably assumed you wouldn't need it immediately," the System answered dryly. "They expected you to

spend days, weeks, or months, lying down, mourning your fate before even thinking about moving."

Nnenna rolled her eyes. "Well, they miscalculated."

The System’s mocking tone faded into something lighter. Beneath its words, there was a quiet satisfaction, proof

that the six months of training it had put her through in its world were paying off. Even faced with something

that would have broken the old Nnenna, she was stronger now. Optimistic.

Before Nnenna could complain further, the door opened and someone rolled in a sleek, futuristic looking

wheelchair.

"I figured you might need this," Carl said carefully, watching her expression like he was handling glass. He didn’t

want to risk cracking her calm fagade. "You did say you wanted to stretch your legs."

Finally. Nnenna'’s face brightened. "I was beginning to wonder why no one broughtone. Helpup." She

lifted her hands toward him without hesitation.

Carl hesitated for half a second, then moved forward. He slid one arm gently under her back and the other

beneath her knees.

"Easy... careful now," he muttered more to himself than her. For someone who looked so fragile, she still had that

unshakable aura of confidence. With practiced precision, he shifted her weight and lowered her into the seat.

The moment her body settled, Nnenna blinked. "Wait a second... this is no ordinary wheelchair."

And she wasn’t wrong.

Instead of cold steel and stiff leather, the chair cradled her like it had been custom molded for her frame. The

cushions adjusted automatically, supporting her spine and thighs with a faint hum. Subtle sensors lit up along

the armrests, and a transparent holo panel flickered alive in front of her.

"Try moving your fingers across the armrest," Carl instructed.

She did, and the chair responded instantly, gliding forward with a near silent hum.

Nnenna’s eyes widened. "It... moves by itself?!"

Carl nodded, hiding a grin at her childlike excitement. "You can control it three ways: touch sensors here" He

tapped the panel

"voice commands, or auto navigation. If you say, for example, 'bed,” it'll calculate the fastest path and take you

back there. You can even adjust the height of the seat or recline it if you want to lie back without transferring."

The chair shifted slightly, lowering its height as if demonstrating on cue.

Nnenna’s jaw dropped. "Carl... this isn’t a wheelchair. This is a mini spaceship."

Carl chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "Well... we might have gone a little overboard."

"A little?" She poked one of the glowing buttons with glee, making the chair spin in a slow circle. "This thing is

practically smarter than half the people | know."

He sighed, finally confessing, "Alright, fine. It was specially built for you. Once the first scans showed the

damage, we called in one of the best bioengineers in our circle. The idea was... if you ended up needing it, it

should never feel like a limitation. More like an upgrade."

For a moment, Nnenna just stared at him, stunned. Then a grin spread across her face. "You serious? You guys

actually did this just for me?!"

Carl blinked, taken aback by how excited she sounded. He expected tears, frustration, maybe even anger, but

she was practically bouncing in her seat.

"Yes, really," he said slowly, still a little dazed.

Nnenna leaned back with a laugh. "Well then, thank you, Carl. This is honestly the coolest gift I've ever

received."

Her laughter rang through the room, warm and genuine, leaving Carl more confused than ever. She wasn’t

supposed to be this... happy. But here she was, spinning around in a high tech wheelchair like a kid who had just

unwrapped her favorite toy.

"Off I go," Nnenna announced cheerfully, leaving only a few words behind. "You should get back to whatever you

were doing. | would like to explore for a while."

Her voice faded as she wheeled down the hall toward the elevator, humming under her breath like this was just

another casual stroll.

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She grinned, but the smile faltered when she noticed the sudden silence.

The housekeeper and nanny were frozen at the entrance, their eyes wide as if she had just walked in on a secret.

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The dining hall stretched open before her. It only took a glance to recognize the first two figures seated inside.

Arthur.

Carl.

And both of them looked like they were in the middle of something she wasn’t supposed to see.

But the other young man sitting across from Arthur was someone Nnenna had never seen before.