Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 307 - 306

Chapter 307: 306

Both of them walked through the long street, all the way to the southern gate. To this day, the place was still overcrowded, but most who came were not locals.

Since the news of airplanes delivering grain had spread, tourists from all over had come by reputation. Tourism had not yet become widespread in this world, but Thistlefort seemed to be changing that bit by bit.

"This place is like an internet-famous city now." Chaoyang sighed as he looked at all the people who had come to see the flying wonders, "I heard that the railway companies in neighboring cities, unwilling to dispatch trains to Thistlefort, were protested by the local nobles. Now, the schedule of passenger trains is even busier than before the famine."

"Isn’t that a good thing, though? At least the transportation of food won’t be hindered," Ailuodi replied, "But if Thistlefort wants to become an internet-famous city, there is one big disadvantage right now."

"What?"

"Food streets!" She declared decisively. "Look, we can only walk without buying anything to eat—this has nothing to do with the lack of grain. Even before, there were no such shops here. Although the Old Continent is more developed than the New, I think it’s still not as good as Magnificent Castle."

Indeed. Chaoyang agreed, as he had noticed on his first day in Thistlefort that there were hardly any recreational and convenient facilities. Most residents had been woodworkers, herbalists, and hunters for generations. The industrialization brought by the steam marvels significantly increased productivity, but it had not changed people’s habits.

Perhaps the Paradise Sect could serve as an example.

"I think you just want to eat," he inwardly agreed, but he still had to say a few words out loud.

"Otherwise what? Aren’t you curious about the cuisine of another world at all? Entirely new species, entirely new seasonings, they’re bound to bring a unique culinary experience! I think about it every time I come here."

Got it, this guy was just hungry.

Indeed, he had paid little attention to cooking while in Magnificent Castle, but maybe it was time to hire a few famous chefs to come to the Old Continent?

"Right, with so much wishing power collected this time, didn’t you gain any new abilities?" Ailuodi suddenly seemed to remember something and shifted the topic to another matter.

"I haven’t felt anything," Chaoyang shook his head, "Perhaps that’s the difference between Demons and Angels. When I first awakened, I knew I had several new abilities—they felt as familiar as eating and drinking, as if innate. After that, there was never a similar occurrence."

In terms of a game, Demons were clearly early-game characters, at full strength as soon as they were created, and their success depended entirely on how they were managed. Angels were more like late-game classes, growing stronger as they took more wishing power from Demons.

This was fundamentally unfair.

However, Chaoyang had complained about it so many times that he was used to it.

Wait a minute... speaking of changes in ability, he indeed hadn’t gained any new ones, but there was one phenomenon that did change with the amount of wishing power he had.

With this in mind, he stopped walking, closed his eyes slightly, and recalled the appearance of the transparent circle in his mind. When he opened his eyes again and switched to the Lingxi vision, he found that the entire world had turned gray and white!

"Holy shit!" Chaoyang blurted out involuntarily.

"What happened?" Ailuodi looked at him in surprise.

"No... it’s nothing." He knew that Angels couldn’t see the circle, so there was no point in explaining, "The wishing power has risen too quickly. Just now I saw that the portion I gave you has already been replenished."

"Really? No wonder you were so generous just now." The other party didn’t doubt his words, "Let’s find a place later so I can absorb some more."

"Alright," Chaoyang replied, while observing the gray and white world—the sensory experience had been so bizarre that he had missed details before; now he noticed that not the entire world had lost its textures because the transparent circle still had a range. At least the distant mountains and forests had not faded and remained a mix of yellow and green.

He immediately understood that the range of the circle had expanded dramatically. By the current size, it could almost encompass the entirety of Thistlefort.

And it seemed slightly different from before...

But he couldn’t quite put his finger on what the difference was at the moment.

’Oh? Your Divine Country is almost taking shape, huh... Not bad, not bad, this increases the odds of reclaiming my other bodies,’

A childish voice penetrated his mind.

Unknown to him, Shi Yin had already perched on his shoulder.

This thing could decide whether to let others see it based on its own will, and when it chose to remain hidden, even angels would be unable to sense its existence.

Thus, Chaoyang followed Ailuodi for a leisurely stroll without changing his expression, yet conversed with Shi Yin in his mind. "The Divine Country? What is that?"

"Just a name, you can call it whatever you like—realm, aura, secluded area... choose one."

"Hey, are you being too casual with this?"

"A name won’t change the essence, why fuss over it?" The other party was indifferent. "Your thought-impoverished self can only understand these few terms, whereas I can think of tens of thousands on a whim. I wouldn’t be troubled by it, so why should you be?"

Chaoyang resisted the urge to give the arrogant slime a good beating. "So, it’s not a kind of demon power? Then what’s its use?"

"Ascension to godhood, of course... but a Latter God, which is also the limit for you all."

"What? You mean, Latter Gods are transformed from humans!?"

This was groundbreaking news!

"I didn’t say that. The Latter Gods of this world are formed from the countless wishes of people, only afterward do they take on a definitive form." Shi Yin clarified, "You are different... you had a physical form first, then you obtained wishing power. Although you can also ascend to godhood, it belongs to the rather low-end kind."

Chaoyang’s fist tensed. "What do you mean by ’rather low-end’?"

"Intangible things are inherently of a higher end than tangible ones, is that so hard to understand?" Shi Yin sighed. "One is born this way, while the other has to be shaped through later efforts, and in terms of plasticity, compromises must be made. The highest level of intangible things is the Primordial Gods, indescribable and unimaginable, representing the primal form at the birth of the world."

"Okay, stop blowing your own trumpet." Chaoyang cut off its rhapsody. "So I’ve become a Latter God now?"

"You’re nowhere near that. According to common sense, you must establish The Divine Country and ignite the divine fire, and both are necessary conditions, indispensable."

According to common sense... What kind of common sense is that, huh? Chaoyang sniffed dismissively, "Is this ’qualification for ascension’ you mentioned earlier about this? If you knew the method of my breakthrough from the beginning, why didn’t you tell me straight up?"

Shi Yin, dissatisfied, extended a tentacle as if wanting to plug his nose. "I’ve said before, not all knowledge I possess can be conveyed using language you understand! Only when you encounter the actual object and it is perceived by me, can I find corresponding vocabulary from the active parts of your brain. Just like the term ’The Divine Country’, which flashed through your consciousness when you saw it, but your brain, being too primitive, couldn’t immediately pick it out from a series of astonished exclamations, and I can assist with that. Do you understand?"

Chaoyang frowned warily. "Can you read my thoughts?"

"Nope, this is called thought resonance. Haven’t you noticed? Since I received a portion of your wishing power, I’ve had to coexist with you—not just physically, but mentally as well."

"Wrong, I think this should be called parasitism, you slime."

"I am a great Primordial God! You primitive human!" Shi Yin roared, though its voice still sounded so youthful.

"Anyhow, you’re not allowed to pry into my thoughts without permission." Chaoyang declared righteously. "Since I already have The Divine Country, then what is the divine fire? Where do I obtain it?"

"Hmph, I don’t know!"

"You don’t want another body anymore?"

"Don’t think that I, unlike you, will let emotions sway my rationality." Shi Yin said grumpily. "The divine fire is also just a term—qualification, ID card, lineage, destiny, fate... There are countless terms that could replace it, but until you truly see it, I cannot explicitly make you understand what it really is."

How that sounded like four-dimensional space... Chaoyang mumbled to himself. Because humans live in a three-dimensional world, even if they exhaust all terms, they can only describe it mathematically and cannot truly imagine what four-dimensional space looks like.

Now great, without seeing the divine fire, I don’t know what it is. According to Shi Yin, the divine fire might as well be a party membership certification.

"Additionally, you don’t really own The Divine Country." The other added, "At least not yet."

"What?" Chaoyang was slightly taken aback. "This doesn’t count?"

He suddenly remembered, the "slime" indeed said "about to take shape," not "already obtained."

"This at most counts as a foundation." Shi Yin grumbled.