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Chapter 422: The Fulfillment of a Wish

Mo Ling immediately understood that Xia Bu Luo wanted to take revenge on the Eternal Thirst, which was also the reason why Xia Bu Luo came to the Mirage.

As the Eternal Thirst becomes more and more powerful, no matter how hard Xia Bu Luo tries, he is still far behind and his revenge is almost hopeless.

Therefore, after he learned that there was a relic in the mirage that could fulfill wishes, he came here without hesitation to seek a way out...

"But how can I fulfill your wish?"

Mo Ling is not a god, and he cannot create any relics out of thin air.

Just when he was feeling a little helpless, the golden light around him suddenly began to change and flicker.

Immediately afterwards, a strange-looking relic appeared next to Mo Ling.

It’s black and looks like a spinning top.

Mo Ling quickly looked around and found that everything was still quiet. There was nothing around except the golden light floating everywhere.

"Wish, fulfilled?"

So simple?
Jin Guang pushed the gyroscope relic to Mo Ling's side.

Mo Ling also understood its meaning instantly:
It wanted Mo Ling to help it deliver the relic to Xia Buluo.

Mo Ling did not take the relic.

"Who are you?" Mo Ling shouted to the empty surroundings.

However, no one responded to him.

"Are you the Sea of ​​Creation? Or the Spring Genie? Aladdin's Lamp? Or the Olive God?" Mo Ling kept shouting out his guesses, and the stone bracelet also emitted shouts that echoed all around.

However, after these questions were lost in the sea of ​​golden light, there was no response.

……

In the mirror, Xia Bu Luo was still looking at the blue olive devoutly.

His dark shrimp eyes revealed infinite expectations.

So, Mo Ling kept looking at the relics and Xia Buluo for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly.

Mo Ling couldn't just stand by and watch. Besides, this was just a piece of cake for him.

"I'll only help you this time." Mo Ling said to the people around him.

The teleportation frame was aimed at the strange gyroscope relic, and Mo Ling activated the teleportation, sending it to the other side of the mirror.

And in the mirage, ripples appeared on the blue olive water, and then a golden relic suddenly appeared.

When the golden light gradually faded, the relic revealed its original appearance.

It was that spinning top.

Xia Bu Luo raised his head, his two pitch-black shrimp eyes kept flashing. The slowly falling relic not only represented strength, but also represented his hope for revenge.

He raised his pincers and accepted this precious hope with the most pious attitude.

Then, he respectfully withdrew, leaving his place for other petitioners.

Mo Ling watched him silently as he retreated and left the mirage.

"Poor race."

For some reason, Mo Ling could actually feel the emotions overflowing from the blue olive.

That was not just an experience that happened to the lobster tribe, it was something that happened to the lobster tribe.

Mo Ling also felt a strong sense of sorrow. Xia Buluo didn't want to recall the pain. At the same time, there was an anger that was difficult to conceal. It was the anger of revenge. Xia Buluo wanted to suppress the anger, but it was still burning.

In addition, there is a glimmer of hope mixed between sadness and anger.

This little bit of hope supported Xia Bu Luo's will and prevented him from being swallowed by pain.

These emotions were transmitted to Mo Ling's heart from the blue olive. After satisfying Xia Bu Luo's wish, Mo Ling realized the interference of these emotions belatedly.

"This blue olive seems to be more than just a convex lens."

It seemed to be able to amplify the emotions in the hearts of those who prayed, revealing everything in front of Mo Ling.

“It’s a magnifying glass that can see through everything.”

See through life and emotions so that God can consider whether to fulfill your wishes.

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Mo Ling said to the swaying golden light around him.

But the golden light still did not respond. The blue olive water on the other side of the mirror rippled and began to show the wish of the next wisher.

It was a killer whale with a wound on its face.

……

Not long after, the killer whale also got the relic he wanted.

Mo Ling scratched his square head, still a little confused.

The experience of this killer whale is also very tragic. Their entire race has been nibbling on a kind of food from the sea surface, which has caused the entire race to become dependent on this food. In the end, they found that this was just a bait of another creature, and that kind of food would make their entire race extremely stupid.

So, the killer whale wants a relic that can remove this food interference.

"I'll help you this time, there won't be a next time..." Mo Ling said to the golden light.

However, when the next petitioner came under the blue olive, Moring was touched by the tragic story again.

This is a walrus-like prayer-maker, and the wish it made is simple -

Let everyone in the tribe have enough to eat.

There is less and less food in the sea. Overfishing by various powerful civilizations has greatly compressed the living space of these weak races. They haven't found food in a long time...

"The last time." Mo Ling shook his head helplessly.

One by one, petitioners came forward, and each time Mo Ling said that he would no longer help Jin Guang, but each time he could empathize with those stories.

The blue olive conveyed the true emotions to Mo Ling. Through the rippling water waves, he saw the sincere wishes of those who prayed.

None of them are lying.

Oppression, hunger, war...

They have no way to resist, and the mirage is their only hope.

Mo Ling was unwilling to go against his inner compassion.

Being able to help a race out of trouble only requires a simple teleportation. Without thinking, you can tell how worthwhile this is.

Slowly, Mo Ling stopped saying "the last time" and just silently watched those wishers walk under the blue olives one by one, feeling the slim hope in them.

However, as Mo Ling continued to teleport, a strange emotion arose in his heart:

"I'm so tired."

“Why should I help them?”

"Wouldn't it be better to let them fend for themselves?"

"What do the affairs of other races have to do with me?"

Mo Ling's heart suddenly became very tired. He kept empathizing with various races, feeling the suffering of various races, and experiencing similar things repeatedly.

"Why is there pain everywhere in the abyss?"

"In the abyss, the strong prey on the weak. Every day, some species are eliminated. They deserve to be eliminated. Even if I help them, one day, they will fall into suffering again because of their weakness..."

Looking at the scene in the flowing water, Mo Ling's heart gradually became numb.

No more touching, no more empathy, no more pity...

(End of this chapter)