I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 782 - 527: Coming_2

I just wonder what method God Xia will use to let Lingling see the Sun Wukong of her imagination.

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The online viewers were immensely excited, all of them speculating on how Xia Liang would fulfill Lingling's wish. Surely he couldn't conjure up the actual Sun Wukong, right? If he did, Lingling might end up disappointed. She wanted to see a real-life version, and since Xia Liang wasn't an actor, it seemed unlikely he could evoke the same feeling as the famous actor, Xiao Lingtong.

"Mister Xia, Lingling's wish is to see Sun Wukong—a real-life Sun Wukong," Zhu Manqing said, hesitating for a moment before reminding him again. She was worried that if Xia Liang used magic to create Sun Wukong, the result might not match the image in Lingling's mind and would only disappoint her.

"I understand," Xia Liang replied with a faint smile. He offered no further explanation as he pushed open the door to the hospital room and walked inside.

Xia Liang's appearance immediately drew the attention of Xue Mei, Bai Li, and the others. After all, Xia Liang had become incredibly popular. His magic was so captivating that if he walked down Tai Street, five out of ten people would be his adoring fans. Xue Mei and the others were among them.

However, Ling Er and his wife had never seen Xia Liang's magic. They had been so consumed with worry over their daughter's illness that they'd had no chance to watch his performances.

Upon entering the hospital room, Xia Liang saw Lingling lying on the bed. She was breathing evenly, but her brow was slightly furrowed, as if burdened by some great worry. He had already seen this girl online. Her maturity, cuteness, innocence, and kindness were enough to wrench anyone's heart.

To think that such a girl had a terminal illness and would soon leave this world... Now that he knew about it, he certainly wouldn't stand by and do nothing.

Zhu Qing gently sat down by her daughter's bedside and whispered into her ear.

"Lingling, Lingling, look who's here."

Roused from her sleep, Lingling slowly opened her eyes, her voice faint.

"Mom, who is it?"

"It's God Xia! The amazing Magician from the internet! He has come to see you," Zhu Qing said excitedly.

Lingling was startled for a moment, then a joyful smile spread across her face. "Really? Big Brother God Xia is here?"

Lingling struggled to sit up. Zhu Qing quickly rushed forward to help, grabbing a pillow and propping it behind her daughter's head so she could lean back and see Xia Liang.

"Hello, Lingling," Xia Liang greeted her with a light smile.

"Hello, Big Brother. You're really handsome. If I were your age, I would definitely have a crush on you," Lingling said with a cheerful smile.

"Ah, thank you for the compliment," Xia Liang chuckled. He took a white bead from his pocket and said, "I heard your wish is to see Sun Wukong. I came today to grant that wish for you. You can make a wish to this bead now. Who knows, a miracle might happen."

Lingling asked with some surprise, "Big Brother, is this wishing magic?"

Xia Liang nodded. "Yes."

Hearing this, Xue Mei's expression changed. "Um, God Xia," she said, looking uneasy, "this magic isn't the same as the one you used on those internet celebrities, is it?"

She had seen the online videos of those celebrities who forced Xia Liang to perform magic. The resulting 'wishing' spell had caused them to undergo grotesque transformations, turning them into monstrous creatures. Although they eventually recovered, the pain and torment had been unbearable. The incident left many people with a deep-seated fear of Xia Liang's wishing magic.

"Rest assured, this magic is different," Xia Liang explained with a smile, understanding her concern. "That was Desire Magic. This is Wish Manifestation Magic. The names might be similar, but the effects are completely different."

"Mm, I trust you, Big Brother," Lingling affirmed with a nod. "What do I need to do?"

"You just have to devoutly speak your heart's desire to this magic pearl, and I will use magic to grant your wish," Xia Liang said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lingling nodded excitedly. She brought her hands together as if in prayer, looked at the magic pearl in Xia Liang's hand, and began to whisper.

"I want to see Sun Wukong. I want to see Sun Wukong."

After Lingling had repeated her wish a few times, Xia Liang smiled. "Alright, that's enough."

He then stood up, holding the Wishing Pearl between his fingers directly in front of Lingling. He gently rubbed the pearl a few times before pulling his hand away.

Everyone watched as the Wishing Pearl miraculously began to float in mid-air, spinning gently.

Suddenly, the Wishing Pearl shattered, transforming into a pale white screen of light. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

On the screen was a scene from the Immortal Court, where a spectacular battle was taking place. The figure wielding the Golden Cudgel and fighting against the celestial armies was none other than the familiar Handsome Monkey King, Sun Wukong. He dodged and weaved through the air, striking down all the Immortals and Buddhas who swarmed him.

Initially, the screen showed only images, but then sounds began to emerge.

"Hahaha! You self-proclaimed paragons of justice! What pathetic Immortals, what pathetic Buddhas! You're all trash for toying with Yours Truly! Today, I'll let you have a taste of this cudgel in my hand! Today, I will shatter these heavens and turn this world completely upside down!" Sun Wukong's voice, resonant as clanging metal, boomed from the light screen, filled with boundless, defiant pride.

Lingling stared at the scene, completely mesmerized.

Xia Liang stood to the side, not interfering, just quietly watching the display. Only Ling Er, Zhu Manqing, and the others watched the spectacle with a strange expression.

After a moment, Ling Er couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Mister Xia... is this a movie?"

In their eyes, the scene Xia Liang had created—while magnificent and magical—seemed no different from a movie playing in a theater. This wasn't the real Sun Wukong! They had initially thought Xia Liang might transform himself into Sun Wukong, but that was clearly not the case. If this was just a movie, it was something anyone could have arranged. And Lingling didn't want a movie.

"Of course it's not a movie. Just keep watching, and you'll understand," Xia Liang said with a faint smile.

Although this was his first time using the Wishing Pearl, he knew that an item from the System wouldn't merely function as a movie projector. It had to have other special uses that simply hadn't been revealed yet.

Hearing Xia Liang's words, Ling Er and the others suppressed their doubts. Even the audience watching online was puzzled by the scene, but everyone had heard Xia Liang's explanation and understood that he wouldn't conjure up a mere movie for Lingling for no reason.

On the hospital bed, Lingling patiently watched the scene unfold. The Sun Wukong on the screen fought fiercely against a host of Immortals, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas for a full ten minutes before finally striking them all down.

Then, the Sun Wukong on the screen suddenly turned to face Lingling where she sat on the hospital bed. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke. "Little girl, you've been watching for quite a while. Don't you have anything to say? Are my skills impressive, or is this lot of Immortals and Buddhas truly mighty?"

Lingling blinked, stunned. She subconsciously pointed a finger at her own nose. "Are... are you talking to me?"

Sun Wukong scoffed. "You little tyke. You're the only one here. If I'm not talking to you, who else would I be talking to? Since you've been watching for so long, why don't you come in and keep Yours Truly company? It's lonely and boring here. After being schemed against by this band of gods and Buddhas, I doubt I have any good days left. But... before they catch me, I'm going to give them a proper fight. I'm going to stir up heaven and earth! Would you like to be a witness?"