I, Lord of Prayer

It looks like a fountain, but Zhou Chen felt it was more like a wishing well. 🎉✌ 69990000.00 👣♔

Whether it's the ocean of collective subconsciousness or this mysterious space, both are inextricably linked to wishing bottles, and the fountain is the only creation here. If you expand your associations, the first thing that comes to mind will definitely be something like a "wishing well," which makes perfect sense.

But the crucial question is, where is the pool water?

How can it be called a wishing fountain if there's no water?

Zhou Chen approached and tapped the edge of the wishing well. He then stepped inside and tapped the double-layered stone carving in the center of the fountain. He rubbed the fountain all over and discovered that the entire fountain was made of an unknown material. It was simple and grand, and even with his basic alchemy knowledge, he couldn't tell what the material was.

"No water jets? That's normal if it's a supernatural item. Who knows how it creates a water cycle... Tsk, I can't tell anything about it. Even the design is a pretty common European style..."

He took out the wishing bottle from the depths of his soul and tried to pour the stardust and stars inside into the wishing pool, but no matter what he did, nothing came out. Then he placed the wishing bottle on top of the double-layered stone sculpture of the fountain, but there was still no movement.

After trying for a long time without success, Zhou Chen had no choice but to put away the wishing bottle, temporarily set the fountain aside, and begin to study this space.

With a thought, the white mist surged and formed modern objects such as bicycles, parasols, tables, and chairs. Then, those objects were dispersed into white mist, which surged and gathered again, transforming into ancient and mottled bronze tables, obsidian chairs, marble sculptures, large pipe organs, and other classical creations.

Zhou Chen clicked his tongue in amazement. Here, it was like being in God mode; he could create whatever he imagined in an instant. However, none of his manipulations affected the fountain. ♙💣 6➈S𝓱у𝔵.𝒸𝑜ⓜ ♦🐟

"I wonder if we could create a person..."

He was eager to try, and as his thoughts raced, the mist in front of him swirled and rose, eventually transforming into a handsome young man who looked exactly like him, except that his expression was blank and his eyes were dull and empty, making him look like a soulless shell.

"It really works?" Zhou Chen was startled. He reached out and pinched "his" face. The texture was exactly the same as real skin.

You can create any character you want...

He suddenly had a bold idea that would lead to a 404 error, so he quickly shook his head to shake off the impure thought and waved his hand to disperse the clone.

"It seems like it can do everything here, but what exactly is this fog...?"

As he pondered, he walked to the edge of this space, where thick white mist flowed like water, seemingly boundless, and impossible to penetrate with his gaze.

When you reach out to touch it, you will feel a soft, yielding resistance, and your palm cannot penetrate too deeply, just like an "invisible wall" in a game.

"It seems this is the only place we can move around in, or rather, for the time being..."

Zhou Chen thought for a moment, and as soon as the idea came to him, wish bubbles of all sizes and colors appeared around him.

"The fact that the wishing bubble can appear here indicates that this place is connected to the ocean of the collective unconscious. Perhaps this is the real place related to the wishing bottle, and the ocean of the collective unconscious is like a transit station. Only when I have enough power can I enter here through the transit station..."

So what kind of place is this? To be able to pull Soren, who's far away in Europe, into this place, and to establish a connection with the collective subconscious without anyone noticing, its status can't be low... A mysterious, unknown, forbidden object? A large-scale online dating platform server?

Amidst a jumble of thoughts, Zhou Chen touched Soren's wish bubble, wanting to see his recent movements. ☺👤 69s𝓱ยЖ.ς𝔬ϻ 🍫👑

The image appears.

In the cramped rented room, Soren smiled as he ended his sweet, everyday phone call with his girlfriend. On the messy table sat a gilded alchemy license; he had passed the test and officially become a registered alchemist.

Soren stretched and smiled smugly: "Finally passed the test. The next step is to earn money to pay off the loan and then return the money I borrowed from Karina. But I'll probably have to pay for our date tomorrow. Sigh, I need to hurry up and earn some money..."

Clearly, Soren's current wish is to pay off the loan.

  

Zhou Chen couldn't fulfill this wish for the time being. Although he had money, he certainly couldn't transfer it directly. If he bought alchemical artifacts made by Sauron, he would be at a disadvantage. There were other things he could buy with that much money.

Next, he spied on Birdman and Li Xiaoxiao's wish bubble, hoping to learn about their plans.

On the fourth floor of the club, Birdman received a garbled phone call from the dark web.

"Something's happened, the curse's gone out of control." A muffled static came from the other end of the phone.

"Where is the stuff?" the birdman asked anxiously.

"I activated the seal to suppress the curse and brought the item back. It's currently in the safe house."

"It's alright... but with this commotion, the Star Society will definitely increase their inspection efforts, making it difficult to smuggle anything out for a while." The birdman's expression was grave, seemingly very eager to smuggle the goods out.

At Jinzhu University, Li Xiaoxiao was taking a walk in the campus park when a student brushed past her and said in a barely audible voice, "Operation failed."

She continued walking forward without changing her expression, but a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"That's it? That's far too little information."

Zhou Chen sat on the obsidian chair that had appeared earlier, his brows slightly furrowed, gently tapping the armrest:

"Both of them are eager to get that thing out of Jinzhu, but they haven't seen a single useful clue... At least we can be sure that the Eternal Flame is behind the cargo ship incident, and there really is something they want to take out on board..."

After pondering for a moment, he tossed Li Xiaoxiao and the birdman's wish bubbles aside and looked at the wishes of other acquaintances. After searching around, he couldn't find any wishes that were easy to fulfill, so he could only expand the search area.

However, checking each one individually was too time-consuming, so Zhou Chen tried to disperse his source energy to contact the bubbles while checking multiple wishes simultaneously.

Soon, his consciousness settled on a larger wish bubble.

Under a bridge in Jinzhu City, amidst waist-high weeds, a ragged girl huddled in a ball, her lips cracked from lack of water, her skin red and sweaty, shivering.

Because of the high fever, her consciousness became very blurred, and she fell into a semi-comatose state. Her lips moved, and she murmured indistinct words that were difficult to understand.

But Zhou Chen heard it.

I could clearly hear her prayer, filled with pain and sorrow.

"Mom...I miss you so much..."

"So tired...so uncomfortable..."

"Someone...save me...someone..."

"Help me..."

The bridge is in the suburbs, and it will take at least twenty minutes to get there. By then, she probably won't be able to hold on much longer... If we pull her over, we might be able to save her by making a wish. Bringing down her fever and restoring her physical condition shouldn't be difficult... The wish points should be enough to offset the damage...

With that thought in mind, Zhou Chen's consciousness spread out, pulling the other party into this mysterious space.

Under the bridge.

In her semi-conscious state, Lin Ya felt her soul become light and airy, and her whole body floated up, as if she were being liberated and flying towards heaven.

"Am I going to die...?" This thought had barely crossed her mind when she snapped back to reality. Her high fever seemed to have subsided, and she felt no more discomfort.

Lin Ya opened her eyes and saw white mist flowing like water beneath her feet. In front of her was an ancient obsidian round table, and all around were walls without any doors, on which hung decorations such as knight's armor, bronze longswords, bows and arrows, and battle flags.

She looked completely bewildered, and then she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in thick fog sitting at the head of the table at the other end of the round table, right across from her.

Lin Ya pursed her lips, nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, and asked softly, "Did you save me? I... my name is Lin Ya, may I ask who you are...?"

"Don't be nervous, Miss Lin Ya, you are safe here."

Zhou Chen smiled gently and said, "As for how you address me, you can call me—"

—The Genie.