I, Lord of Prayer

What the hell?

What happened?

Where did this thing come from?

Zhou Chen stared blankly at the single stardust in the bottle. All he had done was sign the body donation registration form.

In a flash, as if seizing some inspiration, he looked up at the female scholar from the Department of Anatomy II, and organized his thoughts: "If I may ask, do you really want me to sign this?"

"Huh?" The female scholar was taken aback, thinking Zhou Chen was dissatisfied, and hurriedly explained, "No, I'm not hoping you die, it's just that the department is short of materials lately, and my teacher gave me a strict order to find ten suitable donors, otherwise I'll have to postpone my graduation..."

"..."

Zhou Chen finally understood. This female scholar, whose emotional intelligence was practically nonexistent, was desperately seeking a suitable donor out of fear of delaying her graduation, and he was the best candidate. 👮🎈 6➈𝐬𝓗у𝐱.ⒸＯ𝐦 ♘🐟

If my guess is correct, the moment I signed my name on the registration form, I fulfilled the "desire" in the female scholar's heart.

And so, a speck of stardust appeared in the bottle.

"...May I take the registration form?" the female scholar asked cautiously. Seeing that Zhou Chen did not object, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put the registration form into the folder in her hand, and bowed.

"Thank you for your contribution."

After the female scholar left, Zhou Chen couldn't wait to close his eyes and observe the glass bottle in his mind, as well as the single speck of stardust floating inside.

"Do I need to fulfill my wishes to accumulate power?"

"So what's the use of this thing? Strengthening? Recovery? Improving physical attributes?"

Just as Zhou Chen was thinking, "How do I use this?", the stardust in the glass bottle suddenly lit up, giving him a brand new memory.

A dozen seconds later, the bright stardust gradually dimmed and disappeared, and Zhou Chen understood—

This is a wishing bottle!

  

By fulfilling the wishes of others, big and small, you accumulate enough "wish points" to realize your own wishes.

However, there are limits to how many wishes you can make. Don't even think about ridiculous things like "being invincible," "getting rich overnight," "world peace," or "give me three more wishes." Wishes like "restoring your soul" are also not allowed. At present, you can only make very small wishes.

For example, when you're hungry, wish that you won't be hungry; when you're thirsty, wish that you won't be thirsty; after staying up all night, wish that you won't be sleepy; after exercising, wish that you won't be tired...

Only by becoming an ascendant can one realize greater wishes. After all, the wishing bottle itself is a forbidden object, a creation of the extraordinary world, and ordinary people cannot fully unleash its power.

Although he couldn't wish to repair his soul yet, he should be able to wish to stabilize his soul's state first. This wasn't a very big wish... After figuring this out, Zhou Chen couldn't help but get excited, like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline and seeing hope for survival.

As long as the soul stops decaying, there will be no collapse.

Then we'll have time to catch our breath and find ways to repair our souls, at least we won't have to wait to die like we do now.

"To make a greater wish, one must become an Ascended Being. And once one becomes an Ascended Being, one can more directly perceive the state of the soul. It seems I must find a way to awaken..."

Zhou Chen pondered. Awakening was no easy feat; under normal circumstances, an ordinary person might spend their entire life without ever encountering the opportunity for awakening. 💣☆ 6➈sⒽᑌ𝔁.ςᗝ𝔪 🍩♤

The Stars Society has been conducting experiments on artificial awakening for a long time. There have been successful cases, but there is also a failure rate as high as 90%, making it extremely dangerous.

But then he thought about it again and realized that this wasn't a big problem for him. He could just accumulate some wish points and wish for his safe awakening.

Of course, he could also make a wish to awaken himself, but that would require too many wish points, which he couldn't accumulate in a short period of time. He didn't have that much time, so it was better to settle for a "safe" awakening experiment, which didn't require as many wish points.

After pondering for a long time, Zhou Chen made up his mind and decided to do it right away.

He picked up his phone, opened the Stars Club's internal software, found the application form for participating in the Awakening Experiment, spent a few minutes filling in his personal information and reasons for applying, and then clicked submit.

As someone on the verge of death from soul depletion, he had every reason to participate in the awakening experiment—after becoming an Ascended Being, his soul would become stronger, and there might be a chance to curb the soul depletion phenomenon and save his life.

To outsiders, this was nothing more than a desperate gamble by a terminally ill person with no other options in order to survive.

Five minutes after the application was submitted, my phone rang. It was an announcement from within the Stars Club.

Your application for the awakening experiment has been approved. Staff will escort you into the laboratory in 24 hours. We wish you a successful experiment.

This message will be automatically deleted in 30 seconds.

With the approval granted, the next step is to figure out how to accumulate wish points... Zhou Chen put down his phone, pondered for a moment, got out of bed, looked around outside the ward, and walked straight towards the clerk's office at the end of the corridor.

Pushing open the door, I saw several hospital clerks sitting blankly in front of their screens, processing their work in the office.

"Ahem, hello everyone..." Zhou Chen greeted them, but each person just glanced at him and then continued to handle their busy work.

Ignoring the awkward atmosphere, he continued, "As someone who's about to die, I've realized I still don't understand what I want. So I want to ask everyone, what is the purpose of life?"

"You should ask a psychologist, not us. Please don't interfere with our work."

The clerk turned to look at Zhou Chen, whose face was covered in dark circles and whose eyes were bloodshot, like a beast that was about to devour people. It was unclear how many nights he had worked overtime or how many hours he had not slept.

"Why do people live? Ha, of course, it's for endless work, and overtime, and overtime, and overtime." Someone laughed bitterly.

"Office workers have it so tough..." Zhou Chen coughed lightly and asked, "So, what are your wishes?"

"We need to rest!"

"Can someone help me finish this work...?"

"I want to sleep."

Zhou Chen scratched his head, "I can't help you fulfill these wishes."

"Coffee! I want a hot coffee!" shouted a clerk who was working overtime to the point of near mental breakdown.

Zhou Chen's eyes lit up; this was a good idea.

He looked around the office and found that there was hot water readily available, and boxes of instant coffee on the cabinet next to him.

Brilliant! It's delivered directly to your face... But it seems the treatment in the medical department isn't very good; the coffee is all instant...

A short while later, Zhou Chen brought the coffee he had brewed to the clerk, who thanked him absentmindedly. Then, a speck of stardust appeared in the wishing bottle.

Zhou Chen was completely satisfied.

Taking a sip of coffee, the clerk looked at Zhou Chen and pleaded, "Brother, please bring me another meal. I haven't eaten for ten hours..."

Zhou Chen nodded with a look of sympathy, then asked, "Who else needs lunch?"

Then, a unified sound rang out throughout the office.

"Bring me one—"

……

A dozen minutes later, Zhou Chen returned from the hospital cafeteria after finishing his meal, bringing back takeout for several people.

After the food was delivered to the clerks, five more stardust grains appeared in the bottle, bringing the total to six. The once empty wishing bottle suddenly became beautiful, with tiny shooting stars twinkling and swirling within.

Zhou Chen was overjoyed; this was a good start.

Although these are just insignificant little wishes and don't provide much wish value, every little bit counts. If you accumulate these small amounts, you'll eventually make a fortune.

If only we were still living in dorms in college, I would be the father of the whole dorm… Zhou Chen stood at the office door for a while, looking at the rows of wards, and gradually came up with an idea.

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