Ning An's Wild Wish System-Chapter 47 - 42: Damn, the Patriarch Opened His Eyes!

Chapter 47: Chapter 42: Damn, the Patriarch Opened His Eyes!

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Seeing the panel provided by the system, Ning An was stunned.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked once more at the panel above Elder An’s head, but it still showed no change.

Prosperity, wealth, and fortune all empty...

No salvation...

Regardless of which aspect of the cost, it was so unacceptable that just a glance made Ning An shudder.

For Elder An, an eight-year extension of life was beyond human reach, but...

This price was indeed a bit too steep!

However.

Before Ning An’s expression could change and he could stop it, Elder An, with a beaming smile, expressed his wish.

"Apologies for disturbing the Immortal again, initially my greatest wish was fulfilled, but I ultimately couldn’t see through worldly affairs, so I’ve come for a little chat.

I hope Xiaowang can take on the heavy responsibility, growing and strengthening the laboratory, so our Dragon Country becomes stronger."

Looking at the distant sunset, peacefulness filled An Ruolin’s eyes:

"If possible, I hope before I close my eyes for the final time, Xiaowang’s ability surpasses mine, takes over my few old buddies’ research group, so I can laugh heartily at them in the afterlife..." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Witnessing this scene, Ning An, who had already extended half a foot, quietly retracted it.

Once the wish is made, it cannot be undone.

Even as the owner of the system, at this stage, he couldn’t interfere with the system’s operations.

Helplessness, nothing compares.

Moreover...

As to how to extend Elder An’s life, the system unusually didn’t provide any specific method.

This inevitably made Ning An somewhat worried.

Among the live-stream audience were Changchun Temple’s old fans, who had been watching since the start of the broadcast.

The senior loyal fans, upon seeing Elder An make his wish, couldn’t help but react with shock.

"Elder An will recover soon!"

Walt?

Now, not only the newcomers but even Ning An’s regular viewers were taken aback.

"Huh? Bro, I know it’s a bit mystical, but for a disease even top hospitals have given up on... No matter how amazing it is, it can’t just get better, right?"

"Yeah, wasn’t there supposed to be a process? Even if there is an Immortal, even supernatural magic should come with an explanation, right?"

The senior loyal fans were not flustered; instead, they rationally analyzed the situation.

"At the start of the broadcast by the Cult Leader, someone prayed for stability but was immediately taken back to prison when leaving the temple, right?"

"Later, someone wished for world peace, got an ear infection, or wished for smooth academic progression and immediately received a doctorate!"

"Yes, I admit ordinary incense has some side effects, but I believe as long as Elder An can extend his life, what’s the cost? In the end, it’s just a string of cold numbers!"

With these words, other Changchun Temple loyal fans also reacted.

"Whoa! It really seems that way! Previously, when they made their petitions, regardless of how outrageous the wishes, the ancestral imagery responded quickly!"

"By this logic, after Elder An has made his wish, should we see an immediate effect?"

"Exactly! If you don’t believe me, ask Brother Sect Leader! Let me send a yacht to call him over."

Soon, the screen was flooded again, drawing Ning An’s attention.

Scrolling through the viewers’ eager yet certain comments, Ning An shook his head with a wry smile:

"Well... I don’t know either."

Originally, Ning An thought, no matter what method the system used to extend Elder An’s life,

He would do his best to help.

But who would’ve thought.

The system, usually precise, didn’t give a specific method or timeline, which left Ning An unsure.

The live-stream audience paused at Ning An’s response.

"Brother Sect Leader, what do you mean? Elder An... even the ancestral imagery can’t help?"

"Is there truly no way? Brother Sect Leader, since you have connections with the underworld, why not visit and plead for Elder An?"

"Or is it so, the ancestral imagery has already determined that Xiaowang, as mentioned by Elder An, is fully capable of taking over his position?"

Observing the lively discussions among the live-stream audience,

Ning An couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

Damn system, what kind of mystery are you playing at!

Soon, only a stub of the incense was left, and Elder An emerged from the Prayer Hall.

Gazing at the setting Golden Crow and the faintly flickering lightning, Elder An revived his spirits, smiling as he bid farewell to Ning An:

"Little Daoist, today’s farewell, if there’s an opportunity in the future, don’t mind if I come to chat with you again."

"Old Sir, you’re quite the jokester. If you visit me, there’d probably be quite a few, no...many young scholars wanting to consult you, leaving them lamenting.".

Ning An laughed while dramatically raising his hand, making a gesture.

"Psst.".

It was An Xiaofu, pushing the wheelchair, who couldn’t help but laugh.

"Alright alright, you kid, I’ve noted it down. I’ll come find you if there’s a chance.".

An Ruolin gazed meaningfully at Ning An, then prepared to leave.

Suddenly.

Two beams of golden light shot from the Prayer Hall, accurately landing on An Ruolin.

The sharp-eyed incense burner immediately noticed, whispering:

"Whoa! The ancestral imagery has opened its eyes!"

Even Ding Yizhen’s eyes widened like copper bells, rubbing them vigorously, yet the golden light remained.

"Has the world become this absurd?"

The live-stream chat exploded into chaos, unrecognizable to even parents.

"With the ancestral imagery above, receives a bow from the disciples of the mortal realm!"

"This... this, the wish just ended, and the eyes of the statue opened. It’s... incredible!"

"This isn’t just wish incense; it’s more like controlling the divine!"

Elder An merely heard the commotion among the incense burners, but due to his condition, couldn’t hear clearly, assuming he was the cause of the disturbance.

He quickly apologized:

"Xiaofu, push faster, let’s not let us interfere with others.".

And at that moment, An Xiaofu, noticing the golden light from the statue’s eyes hitting Elder An, was momentarily in shock.

"Grandpa, look... see for yourself.".

The wheelchair turned, an eye-piercing golden light directly aimed at him, forcing An Ruolin to squint."

Among the crowd of incense burners, a teacher-looking incense burner couldn’t help raising his voice.

"Elder An, the statue opened its eyes, the heavens have heard your plea, you’re saved!"

Ah!

An Ruolin finally understood the source of the commotion among the crowd.

Elder An lightly coughed twice, looked up at the sky, as if comprehending something, initially agitated, but when he saw everyone maintaining a safe distance from the hall, he smiled and said:

"I know everyone hopes I recover soon, but we must adhere to science; metaphysics can be favorable, but ultimately, science supports our lives."

"Elder An, this golden light..."

Before finishing his words, Elder An interrupted.

"Hey, look at you, dressed like a teacher, yet so inclined to believe in metaphysics. Cough... you can’t be a teacher, right?"

The incense burner immediately lowered his head, softly spoke:

"Well, I am indeed a teacher."

"Then I noticed you glanced at the sky too; you can’t be a physics teacher, can you?"

The incense burner, head hanging lower, spoke with a choked voice:

"I... I am indeed a physics teacher."

"Then clearly explain to everyone where this golden light originates from..."

Elder An, enduring the pain, sat upright, solemnly announced:

"Let me see what kind of caliber our Dragon Country’s secondary school physics teachers are!"