NOVPUBChapter 56: Chapter 55 The Nun’s Vision
Chapter 56 -55 The Nun’s Vision
Seeing the nun appear, Zhang Zhiyuan finally realized why Paradise had specifically assigned him an identity.
“Could it be that the proposal I casually mentioned was taken seriously?” he wondered.
“Mr. Zhang—” Jenny approached him, looking somewhat bewildered, and it took her a while to come back to her senses, “Sorry, I thought I saw your brother. You two really do look very much alike.”
“It’s okay, I’m used to it.”
“…About your brother…” Jenny slightly lowered her head, “I’m so sorry to hear about the unfortunate news.”
“To be honest… I was surprised, too,” Zhang Zhiyuan felt uncomfortable all over, “but such is our fate. When fate beckons, I will not refuse.”
“He was inherently a good person, it’s a pity I didn’t realize it sooner,” the nun said with a tinge of sorrow, “I had wanted to thank him personally… but I didn’t expect…”
Zhou Zhi couldn’t help but cover her mouth.
Zhang Zhiyuan knew that if this continued, his teammates would eventually give themselves away, so he quickly interrupted her, “Don’t worry, he will certainly feel your sentiment in heaven.”
“Heaven?” Jenny blinked.
“Cough, I mean the place of rest,” he said firmly, “I heard Miss Jenny wanted to see me; what is it about?”
“Well…” Jenny briefly recounted Zhang Zhiyuan’s theory about friendship, “After trying out this proposal, I found it to be truly effective, and the results came rather swiftly. In my experience, the simpler the theory, the deeper truth it hides behind. Your friend’s medical research must have reached a level beyond our comprehension. The reason I asked you to come was not just my own idea; it is the sisters of the Yeni Temple who all hope to learn these unknown medical truths from your friend!”
With that, she bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle, “Please, Mr. Zhang, teach us what you can!”
So it was for this reason!
Zhang Zhiyuan understood everything… The people of this world seemed unaware of the existence of microbes, so the discovery that boiling water could reduce the death rate must have been quite shocking to them. That they wanted to learn more was only natural. In the end, it was all his own fault for talking too much, stirring up this matter for no reason.
Of course, Zhang Zhiyuan was not averse to giving Jenny a hand. Helping others within his capabilities was certainly a commendable thing. He just didn’t understand—why did Paradise want this to happen?
Or rather, why did Paradise disguise this world as a game, going to great lengths to send people here in batches? What was it really all for?
Money? He honestly didn’t see Yeni Temple as a place with ample funds.
Reputation? The people here didn’t even know of Paradise’s existence. The host often appeared in an incorporeal form, invisible to anyone but the players.
If it wasn’t for these two reasons, what conspiracy was Paradise truly plotting?
… 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
“What exactly are you scheming?” Ailuodi frowned at Chaoyang’s incorporeal image in her mind, “These are all pitiful people, do you plan to extract wishing power from them? They’ll die.”
“Of course not. I’ve said before, this is a long-term business; I can’t do something as shortsighted as fishing the pond dry,” Chaoyang didn’t dodge the question, “The one I made the contract with is Miss Nun, and the content is quite simple, although the profits are not high, that’s all.”
“Then why don’t you do it yourself? I think this doesn’t require a pawn at all. I must say, the way you skulk and hide, you really resemble the demon in the stories—the kind that does evil deeds behind the scenes.”
Chaoyang silently rolled her eyes.
This guy was literally speaking without feeling the pain of standing.
Demons might be skilled in various illusions and can even use wishing power to craft things from the void, but these abilities come at the cost of sacrificing their own strength! Moreover, these powers have their significant downsides. For instance, creating a duplicate of oneself might seem like it could block fatal dangers, but when he controls the duplicate, his real body is left in a catatonic state—simply put, he can’t multitask. The distance between the duplicate and the original also shouldn’t be too great, or the original’s perception of the surrounding environment will drastically decrease.
As for the phantom manifestation seen by the contractees, that’s really just a projection, with no function other than conversation.
The problems with creating objects with wishing power are just as apparent. Maintaining the existence of something even slightly complex consumes wishing power to such an extent that it’s difficult for him to use it on a large scale, like arming a troop, for example. And what is wishing power? It’s his lifeline; if it runs out, he’s dead on the spot with no chance of resuscitation. With that in mind, it’s natural to use his ability to create as sparingly as possible.
Additionally, he can’t just create objects out of thin air. In simple terms, he must first come into contact with the physical item and immerse it in wishing power, akin to making a mold of the object, before he can replicate it. That was the reason Chaoyang had to go abroad—sensitive items like firearms are more accessible outside of his country.
Of course, the owners of those beams of light were what Chaoyang feared the most.
He could never forget the feeling of his first direct encounter with them, as if his very soul was about to be frozen, and the terror of impending death almost stopped him from breathing.
In such a situation, delegating the task to “players” became the safest choice.
Even though it would reduce the efficiency of fulfilling contracts, it had the advantage of safety.
But these matters touched on his bottom line, and naturally, he wasn’t going to explain too much to Angel.
“What’s wrong with hiding anyway, as long as I’m still alive. If someone gave me a hundred wishing powers every day, I could immediately stop and just lie on the beach getting a suntan every day. But the question is, does anyone do that?”
“That’s your choice, but I have more respect for those with courage.”
“Like laying flowers on their graves every year?”
Ailuodi turned her head away, obviously not wanting to argue with him anymore.
By this time, Zhang Zhiyuan had already begun explaining some basic emergency medical knowledge, occasionally asking about the situation at Yeni Temple, clearly aiming to tailor his advice to their actual circumstances. It was evident that he had done considerable impromptu preparation, and he managed quite well with a group of novices.
The Russian was getting a bit impatient, wandering left and right, and finally couldn’t resist making a gesture toward Mingzi and the others, before heading out of the temple alone.
Meanwhile, he was muttering something along the lines of, “I didn’t spend a million US dollars to come in here and listen to lectures.”
But probably out of consideration for the rules previously stated by Chaoyang, he kept his voice very low, as he ultimately didn’t want the nuns to hear.
“Your chosen chess pieces don’t seem very good,” Ailuodi said with a hint of mockery in her voice.
“It’s the early stages of a business venture, after all; it can’t be perfect right off the bat,” Chaoyang replied nonchalantly, knowing she spoke the truth. At that time, his store of wishing power was nearly depleted, and he couldn’t afford to pick and choose his people carefully; he had to take advantage of the tycoons aboard the Heart of the Ocean. Chaoyang thought that at the very least, these folks had seen the world and wouldn’t be shaking in terror when faced with an entirely unfamiliar environment. If something unexpected happened and they started crying for their parents, the pirate story wouldn’t pan out.
And indeed, his overall direction had been right.
“Aren’t you going to stop him?”
“Let him be; I can monitor his whereabouts through his perspective,” Chaoyang said indifferently, “If he really stirs up some major conflict, I’ll just sever his connection.”
The success of any enterprise can’t be separated from the enhancement and building of talent.
Now that he had initially secured his footing, perhaps it was time to reorganize the player team.
