Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 332 - 331: The Player Squad Reassembles

Chapter 332: Chapter 331: The Player Squad Reassembles

"...No wonder all these voices in the conversation sound the same..." Chaoyang suddenly understood why; they were all voiced by Shandela herself—As she repeated these memories, she had added voice explanations to them.

This was also why they hadn’t been obstructed by the memory maze along the way.

She had taken her own entrance for granted.

"The next problem is, how do you plan to solve this trouble?" Ailuodi glanced at him sidelong, "I think Miss Sandeila would not want to see Paradise engage in combat with the resistance army. A considerable part of this allied army comes from the Kingdom Army. If you kill them, you’re essentially killing her former war companions."

"Let’s leave here first and discuss this matter later."

Chaoyang took the Angel’s hand and flew upward; the next moment, their consciousness returned to their respective bodies.

According to Shandela’s intelligence, a part of the allied forces had already set out from the mountainous region through the forest path towards Thistlefort. Under normal circumstances, due to primitive transportation, the journey would take about five to six days. Shandela, with her remarkable stamina and willpower, made it to Thistlefort in just two and a half days; hence, they had roughly three days left to prepare.

Of course, if they just wanted to annihilate them, that wouldn’t be difficult. By slightly modifying the transportation aircraft, Thistlefort could launch a bomber with a payload of 10 tons right away. For ground forces moving through the forest, such an aerial strike would be devastating.

But there were two concerns at present, the first was the point Ailuodi had just mentioned, and the second was that the enemy forces possessed divinities, and according to Duke Rosha, there seemed to be more than one.

Chaoyang called out to Shi Yin in his mind, "Does each divinity have their own The Divine Country?"

"You’ve got it backward. Only those who have a The Divine Country and have ignited the divine fire are worthy of being called divinities." The latter immediately replied. Although it seemed to appear and disappear unpredictably, it responded very quickly whenever there was a matter, unlike the detached nature of the God of Causality itself. "By the way, you currently don’t qualify."

The downside was sometimes it talked too much.

"Have you heard of the Magic Goddess?"

"Hmm... to my knowledge, that title has been overused, so I must have heard it. But this person might be a female gorilla on a god-forsaken planet 57 million light-years away—it may not necessarily be the one you’re asking about. Do you understand what I’m saying?" Shi Yin spread its tentacles, "Moreover, for the great God of Causality, there’s really no such thing as magic in this world; it’s just a lack of understanding of knowledge."

Chaoyang grabbed it, "If you answer properly this time, I can share with you three times the wishing power next time."

"After considering everything: no." Shi Yin’s response became immediate and forceful.

"So without seeing it with your own eyes, you can’t analyze the ability of her The Divine Country, right?"

"Correct."

"It’s not possible to stop a bomb from exploding, is it?"

"Not necessarily."

"Give me details!"

"Ah... I advise you to use the power of the Rot God less. It’s really low-grade. You’ve established a The Divine Country before, and compared to the bombs, those rules carry much more weight in terms of authority. As long as you’re willing to expend the wishing power, it’s possible to turn the bombs falling down into flowers. Of course... this doesn’t mean the Rot God is easy to deal with either. Its rules have spread to every corner of the world; you’ve grown accustomed to its presence. The only way to avoid the fate of certain demise is to unify with—"

"Alright, alright, stop there." Chaoyang covered Shi Yin’s mouth, turned to Ailuodi, who was still feeling dizzy, and said, "I’ve thought of what to do."

"That was quick?" Ailuodi said dazedly.

After all, telepathic conversation takes no time. He nodded, "I’ll go and negotiate with them personally."

"...Really? Indeed, your personal involvement would show more sincerity. Even if negotiations fail, it could clarify the details regarding the opposing divinities." Despite the dizziness, Ailuodi’s mind was still sharp, "But... by ’personally,’ you mean an avatar, right?"

"Uh, my clone has no differences from my original body," Chaoyang said with a bit of embarrassment, after all, it sounded much more impressive to have the original enter the fray than a clone. His original body had been on standby at Magnificent Castle all this time.

"All right, then there’s no problem," the Angel stated, "How many people do you plan to take? Ambassadors don’t act alone."

Chaoyang knew that when Ailuodi said this, it meant she wanted to go too, "In that case, let’s all go together."

...

The following day, the northern forest area of Thistlefort.

Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhou Zhi, Cui Zhen’en, Qianyuan Meiko, and Anthony rode their horses, slowly weaving through the forest path.

"It’s great that we’re on a mission together again," Zhou Zhi reflected, "How has everyone been lately?"

No one answered.

Seeing the atmosphere turn a bit awkward, he rubbed the back of his head helplessly, "Okay... it seems we’ve become strangers again after not seeing each other for so long."

"Pfft." Cui Zhen’en couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you a grade schooler? If nobody’s talking, it’s because they don’t want to answer such a silly question! You think it’s like coming back to school after summer break or something."

"What else could it be, if not working in Paradise, then working outside," Zhang Zhiyuan shrugged, "Not that working is bad, but constantly working isn’t great either."

"Isn’t Paradise a game?" Qianyuan Meiko disagreed, "I’m quite relaxed here, at least more so than on Earth."

Anthony whistled, "Exactly, a game, a delightful hunting ground!"

"But speaking of which, why can the Fiend Missy fly!" Cui Zhen’en puzzled, "Could this skill be exchanged for points too?"

The group couldn’t help but look up at the sky... among the crisscrossing branches, they occasionally caught a glimpse of Ailuodi soaring past. Even though they now knew the girl’s name was Ailuodi, they had gotten used to calling her Fiend and could not change it at a moment’s notice.

"If you were a GM in Paradise, you could too," Zhou Zhi replied.

"Her skin isn’t even in the same league as ours, let alone her skills," Qianyuan Mingzi agreed and then suddenly lowered her voice, "I heard... that players’ skin quality is the lowest tier."

"What? For real?"

"I casually compared with people from the research institute... strength, reaction, and body precision, their bodies all surpass ours. It’s as if their appearances are fine-tuned by Paradise, whereas we are haphazardly assembled."

"That’s... a bit too much," Cui Zhen’en touched her cheek, "No wonder the skin on my face is so rough."

"Hmph, womanly concerns," scoffed Anthony, "As long as the body can move and shoot, it’s perfect. We are warriors of Paradise, always at the forefront, and the shell is just expendable. Quantity ensures satisfaction, that’s the essence of a good weapon."

"Uh... I’ll pass."

Just thinking about the last time she had to repeatedly feign death among piles of bodies, sometimes getting up to find her lower body missing, or her intestines dangling outside, made Cui Zhen’en feel nauseous. If possible, she did not want to go through that again.

"I get why Fiend Missy can fly, but why do we have to bring the host along?" Qianyuan Meiko glanced at the horse trotting behind them.

Indeed, the five of them were riding six horses, one of which was carrying the sleeping Chaoyang. He was tightly bound on the horse’s back to prevent falling, his lightly rising and falling chest proving he wasn’t dead—this was a rare sight, as the hosts in their memory always worked behind the scenes.

"Probably... he’s tired from work and wants to relax a bit, I guess?" Zhou Zhi speculated.