Free Web Novel“Speak your wish...”
When such a voice echoed in the minds of every Psychic and urban legend within Yumen Pass, the entire Yumen Pass fell into dead silence almost instantly.
Although they had more or less heard rumors of the First Generation Miracle Saint before this, when it actually happened, they still found it hard to believe.
This kind of thing was like someone who constantly talked about winning the lottery jackpot but didn't really take it to heart, suddenly winning the lottery; before ecstatic joy, they would always fall into a subtle period of doubting reality.
So, when the voice of the First Generation Miracle Saint echoed in their minds, and the opportunity to fulfill their wishes was laid before them, questions began to grow wildly in their hearts, like plants nourished by rain.
Can any wish truly be fulfilled?
What is the price of fulfilling a wish?
Will my wish be fulfilled in a way that aligns with normal perception?
...
At this moment of dead silence, in a dark alley on the west side of Yumen Pass, a Psychic from the Wanderers Poetry Society turned to his companion, curling his lips and saying, “Hey, do you guys think this is really possible?”
“If Void said he wanted to become a magical girl, could that also come true?”
Although this wish sounded a bit outlandish, for a member of the Wanderers Poetry Society, it was quite reasonable.
After all, the deity they worshipped was a beautiful girl with golden hair and blue eyes, dressed in pure white, magnificent attire, wandering across the land, spreading gospel poems with “magical” power, and bringing “happiness and hope” to the world.
The Wanderers Poetry Society, believing in such a deity, had developed an inexplicable fondness and obsession with beautiful girls since who knows when.
In fact, the leaders of the Wanderers Poetry Society who appeared around the world all took the form of petite, exquisitely dressed, almost ostentatious beautiful girls, and some leaders would periodically hold rituals called “Wanderer's Tea Parties,” inviting a large number of female members to participate.
A staff member from the Night Watch Spiritual Energy Research Institute once concluded after a systematic investigation of the Wanderers Poetry Society: the Wanderers Poetry Society is full of lolicon!
Upon hearing that Wanderers Poetry Society member utter his wish in a half-joking tone, his two companions quickly couldn't help but speak up, half-questioning, half-teasing.
“What kind of crazy wish is that? I didn't realize you had such a hobby, kid?”
“Hahaha, since it's an opportunity given by the founder of the Miracle Order, isn't that wish a bit too conservative?”
As the two Wanderers Poetry Society members spoke, the Wanderers Poetry Society member who had made the wish suddenly widened his eyes.
He heard a voice in his mind say to him, “As you wish!”
The next moment, a magical girl transformation device appeared out of thin air, dropping to his feet with a “clank.”
“...”
Instantly, there was dead silence.
The three Wanderers Poetry Society members froze in place as if struck by a Spell, their gazes uniformly drifting towards the magical girl transformation device on the ground.
It was a transformation device shaped like a wand, about the length of a forearm. The wand body was supported by a pure white jade-like material, and golden threads extended from the bottom of the wand, spiraling upwards around the body until they reached the top, where countless tiny golden threads extended further, outlining a complex Spirit Mark on the pink heart-shaped crystal embedded at the wand's tip.
With just one glance, the Psychic recognized that the Spirit Mark was identical to the one on his spine.
Could it be... it really came true?
He thought with a complex mix of emotions, licking his lips, which had become dry from being open in surprise for too long. He bent down, picked up the transformation device, and gently pressed the golden button on the wand body.
Then, under the horrified gazes of his companions, he was enveloped in brilliant golden light, transforming into a petite, adorable magical girl in a magnificent dress.
Watching their companion's wish come true and actually transform into a magical girl, the other two Wanderers Poetry Society members' Adam's apples slowly bobbed as they swallowed. After a brief silence, they eagerly blurted out their own wishes.
“I want to become a magical girl too!”
“I, I want to marry our Void!”
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The fulfillment of the three Wanderers Poetry Society members' wishes was just the beginning; soon, more people and urban legend, like them, took the first step of trying after a brief period of doubt.
At first, everyone maintained basic rationality, not making overly excessive requests, and even their words carried a cautious tone.
Someone said, “I need some money to pay off my debts.”
And so, a heavy bag of gold appeared out of thin air before him, landing on the ground with a thud.
Someone said, “I want to eat my deceased mother's cooking one more time.”
And so, a familiar aroma of food wafted beside her.
After finishing a cigarette, someone said earnestly, “If my kid could just focus on his studies a bit more and always rank in the top three of his class, I'd be eternally grateful.”
And so, his memories of his son suddenly blurred, as if shattered, then instantly reassembled under the influence of some miraculous power. Once reassembled and clear again, the child in his memories became a “good kid” with excellent character and academics.
It was as if the “naughty kid” he had worried about before had never existed.
“...”
Enveloped in the sacred, pure white radiance, the fragrance of the miracle flower rapidly spread to every corner of Yumen Pass, and the joyous cheers of wishes coming true grew increasingly intense.
It was like boiling water: at first, only tiny bubbles rose, then the bubbles grew larger, rising with “gurgling” sounds, and finally, it boiled over.
Closing one's eyes and just listening to the surging cheers, one might even think a carnival festival with tens of thousands of participants was being held here.
Seeing others try and fulfill their wishes one by one, another group of people or urban legend immediately became restless, then transformed that restlessness into action. At the same time, the wishes they made gradually deviated from the norm, taking on a touch of madness.
“I! Uh... can I have a candy house?”
“My wish is to become a Pokémon training master!”
“Drawing cards... shouldn't be too excessive... Wait, there's ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) no signal on my phone in this cursed place? Holy crap! I didn't ask you to restore my phone signal! I wanted to change it to a Gundam, the request isn't high, just able to move and operate.”
“...”
Hearing the cheers erupting in the city, Fang Ji recovered from his shock that the First Generation Holy Child had so easily granted his wish. He left the temple, now a mere ruin, and walked forward. As he climbed a tall tower and gazed into the distance, he saw a bizarre, dream-like scene. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Amidst the near and distant, surging cheers, a blue moon had risen over the desolate ancient city ruins at some unknown time. Red dandelions drifted with the wind, butterfly wings made of candy were stained with jam, and small houses were piled high with desserts.
Someone galloped on horseback, chasing monsters from some game or TV show. A grotesque, twisted urban legend body, like a mass of rotten flesh, emitted sacred phosphorescence. Someone wept bitterly, clutching a bowl of hot soup. Someone laughed uproariously, lying on a mountain of gold, as fine wine like nectar flowed through the streets.
Deafening sounds of battle came from afar, as monstrous mecha giants wrestled with legendary giant monsters. A strangely shaped flying machine swept overhead, trailing a brilliant streak of color.
Various fantastical creatures, as if born from legends like urban legend, appeared out of thin air within Yumen Pass. Buildings with impossible structural mechanics rose from the ground, and various weather phenomena almost impossible in reality enveloped the skies above Yumen Pass.
It was as if all the wishes of everyone and every urban legend within Yumen Pass had been fulfilled, and only Fang Ji was still waiting.
But, He had clearly agreed!
How could this be...
As this thought arose, Fang Ji shook his head vigorously to dispel it. After pondering for a moment, he quickly reviewed all the knowledge he possessed in his mind, then looked up at the sky, narrowing his eyes at the figure emitting brilliant golden light.
He felt he had found the problem.
No matter what, his wish would be the last to be fulfilled.
Because fulfilling everyone's wishes under the miracle's radiance was a promise made by the First Generation Miracle Saint; He would not go back on His word, and thus would not perish midway.
However...
“If this continues, there will likely be trouble,” Fang Ji thought, filled with worry.
The wishes that had been fulfilled so far, although some seemed outlandish, had not yet reached the point of affecting reality, and were still within the scope of what the First Generation Miracle Saint could achieve.
But as more and more people and urban legend had their wishes fulfilled, the remaining Psychic and urban legend, driven by ever-expanding desires, would make increasingly insane wishes.
People suffering from illness, who had just bathed in the miracle's radiance and regained their health, began to feel annoyed because someone else returned to youth, gaining not only health but also vitality.
One moment, a Psychic was overjoyed to receive a heavy bag of gold coins after successfully making a wish; the next moment, that Psychic lost his happiness because someone else received a box of gold bars. Then, the person who received the gold bars quickly lost the light in his eyes because of a sudden appearance of a mountain of gold.
A urban legend successfully completed its advancement, its Spiritual Energy surging, and its excited roar echoed through the sky. A Psychic who felt its Spiritual Energy surge immediately had a terrifying thought: “Should I wish to directly become a Calamity?”
This mentality of “not suffering from scarcity but from inequality” would accumulate hatred and anger, and soon trigger a fierce battle in Yumen Pass.
Furthermore, although the First Generation Miracle Saint possessed power capable of affecting reality and performing incredible feats, He was by no means omnipotent. Absurd wishes like “wanting world peace” were impossible to fulfill.
When someone made such an absurd wish, and the First Generation Miracle Saint could not fulfill their wish through normal means, He would fulfill it in some “special” way, just like that...
“I want eternal life!”
Hearing someone shout such an outrageous wish not far away, Fang Ji looked in the direction of the voice and watched as a tall Psychic transformed into a Turritopsis dohrnii.
Fang Ji, “...”
