Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon-Chapter 213 - 212 Spoils of War

Chapter 213: Chapter 212 Spoils of War

Chapter 213 -212 Spoils of War

“This…” The butler was taken aback for a moment before replying, “Did you encounter some remarkable person on your trip?”

“Yes, more than one.”

“I see… It seems you really learned a lot.” He showed a hint of relieved smile.

“Let’s not talk about that. I came here to fulfill my father’s wish.” Qianyuan Meiko walked to the bedside, gazing at the elderly man lying there—he was Qianyuan Jie, the sixtieth-first patriarch of the Qianyuan Family. At that moment, his eyes were tightly shut, with a metal halo on his head that was implanted with many wires, the other ends of which were connected to his life’s work: the consciousness duplication device, Divine Chariot.

Looking at the life support monitor beside him, his father’s heartbeat and blood pressure were still within the normal range, his breathing was spontaneous, unaffected, and his brainwaves were active. There was no way he could be compared to a vegetative person from any perspective.

But dragging it out like this could result in something worse than death—from a rational point of view, those people weren’t entirely wrong; the family can’t go long without a decision-maker. Now, the coveting parties within the family, as well as the competitors outside of it… Countless eyes were fixed on them, all waiting for the moment the Qianyuan Family showed signs of weariness.

She took off her backpack, unzipped it, and took out a foam-wrapped box.

“What is this?” the old butler asked curiously.

“A reward I received on my journey.”

When she lifted the lid, Yandao was startled!

Inside lay an ancient glass artifact; he could tell at a glance that both the glass tubing itself and the red copper blocks at both ends were at least from the century before last. Especially the inscriptions on the copper blocks, it was clear they were hand engraved and polished, much more random than the widespread stamping process used today, but it was precisely the variation in the strokes and the unevenness of the lines that gave it an artistic touch.

If it had been just that, it might have been fine. What truly surprised him was that the jar seemed to contain some kind of flesh mixture, which was far from the temperament of the container itself. At first, he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, but after staring for a while, his conclusion didn’t change—the substance had to be some kind of organ turned to mush, the flowing red fibrous matter, if not strands of blood, then what?

In his memory, Miss Mingzi was quite fond of cleanliness, the first thing she did after sword practice was to take a bath; she should not be interested in such things.

“Miss, this is…”

“A kind of medicine,” she said seriously, “It might be useful, or it might be useless. I hadn’t planned on bringing it out so soon, but under the current circumstances, it seems there is no better choice.”

“Medicine?” The old butler said incredulously, “Where did you get this from?”

“I can’t tell you that for now.”

“But it doesn’t look like something you can drink…”

“Indeed, it’s not for drinking; it’s an injectable,” Qianyuan Meiko said, twisting one end of the metal block. With a hiss, a thin silver needle appeared.

The butler’s mind was struggling to keep up.

An injection? She was going to inject this stuff into her father’s body?

Even if it was just water being injected, such a large quantity would cause problems, right?

“Miss, I’ll go and call Doctor Andre right away…”

“No need, the doctor won’t be able to handle this.” Andre was the family’s private doctor, but Qianyuan Meiko did not think he could be of much help. “If you can’t accept this, you can leave, just like they did.”

“Are you… serious?” Yandao showed a shocked expression.

“Do you think I’m joking?” She placed the glass tube on the nightstand, then found two straps and tied her father’s body tightly to the bed frame. “To get this, I expended quite a lot of effort.”

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After the “Evil God’s Descent” incident, Qianyuan Meiko had thought she wouldn’t receive this “reward,” but to her surprise, Paradise honored the promise.

The host personally told her that the contract was absolute, once signed, there could be no regrets. The moment she got her hands on the glass tube, she was somewhat moved.

Paradise really brought a wondrous item from another world into this one.

“Miss Mingzi, please be reasonable, how can such a disgusting substance be injected into the human body?” The old butler felt the world spinning; just a minute ago, he still thought she was his only supporter, “Do you want to kill your own father, like Chao and the others did!?”

“Quiet!” Qianyuan Meiko suddenly shouted, causing Yandao to shudder involuntarily.

“Do you think I have not read any books, or that I don’t understand even the most basic common sense?” Her speech was not fast, but it was filled with authority. “Or perhaps you have a better way to change the current situation? If not, then stand quietly to the side and watch how I handle things.”

The butler fell silent.

It was the first time he had seen Miss Mingzi display such a strong attitude.

If her earlier rebuttals to her older brother and sister were rational and carried a hint of her mother’s shadow, then now he seemed to see the figure of Qianyuan Jie in her.

Qianyuan Meiko, holding a glass tube, came to the bedside— it couldn’t be denied that her father’s coma had spared her the trouble of persuading him, but when it came to the actual operation, she still felt somewhat nervous.

Such a thin needle, seemingly breakable by hand, could it really penetrate the human body’s toughest skull and deliver the brain pulp within the tube into the brain?

And with the brain’s capacity being so limited, how could it accept so much foreign substance?

However nervous she might have been, her actions did not stop. Hesitation was not in her nature; once she had made a decision, she would see it through no matter what.

Qianyuan Meiko took a deep breath and forcefully thrust the tip of the needle into her father’s scalp.

At that instant, she realized the thing was effective, because she felt no resistance at all as she saw the needle core completely disappear into the skull. Furthermore, without any forceful squeezing, the brain pulp began to move spontaneously towards the direction of the silver needle, as if attracted by a completely new brain.

Before long, all of the fluid from the glass tube had surged into her father’s head.

Yandao covered his eyes in despair.

He thought he had already heard the life-monitoring device starting to emit frantic alarm sounds.

But after thirty seconds had passed, nothing happened.

The only thing that broke the silence was the young lady’s order.

“Open your eyes, and witness it with your own eyes.”

Yandao slowly removed his hands and turned his gaze towards the large bed—

A miracle had occurred.

Qianyuan Jie, who previously had graying hair, had somehow grown dense black hair! Not only that, the wrinkles and age spots on his face were retreating, as if they were erased by an eraser!

“This… This is impossible!” The old butler rushed to the bedside, incredulously watching as his master began to regain his youth.

And this renewal was not just skin deep…

For his bones were growing too! Through the skin, he could even hear the crackling sound of the bones stretching! In less than a few minutes, Qianyuan Jie’s body had lengthened by a whole half a head, as if the river of time had been reversed, and the lost bone mass had returned to his body.

“Miss, what is this—”

“Mr. Yandao, do you believe that divinities exist in this world?” Qianyuan Meiko calmly asked.

“I didn’t before, but now I have no choice but to believe,” the old butler shook his head repeatedly, “this is surely a gift that only divinities could bestow…”

“A gift?” She laughed, then showed a somewhat unfamiliar expression, “No, this is not a gift from any divinity at all.”

“…Then what is it?”

“It’s the spoils of war after we defeated the divinities,” Qianyuan Meiko said slowly.

As her words fell, the man on the bed uttered a groan as if waking from a great dream and slowly opened his eyes.

End of Volume One