Ning An's Wild Wish System-Chapter 44 - 39: Bursting with Inspiration, Complete Breakthrough of the Carbon Fiber Bottleneck
"The hero’s twilight imprinted on the textbook, an unparalleled model with limited days!"
"An Ruolin, Elder An is now appearing at Changchun Temple, Daoist Ning takes out the Divine Invitation Incense again!"
With Elder An beginning to offer incense and prayer.
The news of his arrival at Changchun Temple spread across Jiangnan instantly.
In no time, countless videos were edited out from Ning An’s livestream channel.
Anyone who stumbled upon this video, no matter where they were, was utterly shocked.
"Isn’t this Elder An? How did he suddenly become so aged?"
"Just days ago I saw him on TV, still eloquently presenting his case, and now... fate truly plays tricks."
"Changchun Temple? That mystical Daoist Temple in Z City? If Elder An makes a wish there, it might truly work."
"Daoist Ning has taken out the Divine Invitation Incense? I really hope its claimed effects are true; if there’s a cost, I’m willing to bear it all."
As the fervor brewed, more and more people joined Ning An’s livestream channel.
Not for anything else, but for Elder An!
Not with falsehood, only with veneration!
In an instant, the number of people in the livestream channel surpassed the million mark.
"I hope I’m not too late, is Elder An still there? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I grew up listening to Elder An’s stories, but unfortunately, I live too far from Z City. I can only have my kid lend a hand and watch him online, hoping no harm befalls him. No matter the cost, I’m willing to bear it for him."
"You’re proactive, eh? Hey, as a rural old man, you have kids to care for, right? Make sure to look after them well. Let us, the guilty-feeling second generation, bear the cost."
As the people’s fervor surged, an old fan of Ning An had to step out to explain.
"Dear patrons, I know your intentions are good, but the Daoist once mentioned that the Divine Invitation Incense does not require any cost; rest assured."
Upon hearing this, the newcomers were all relieved.
"Good, good, no cost is excellent, indeed excellent! Let’s continue the music and dance!"
"I’m not asking for Elder An to live another hundred years, but if he could enjoy this beautiful world for a few more years, that would be good!
I have little, just managed a small coal mine when I was younger, and I’m willing to cover all of Elder An’s expenses. I’ll make sure he sees the great landscapes he personally nurtured!"
Seeing the new arrivals excitedly beginning to plan trips for Elder An, the old fans felt touched but more helpless.
"Elder An... his condition hasn’t improved."
These words were like pouring oil on a blazing fire, igniting the livestream instantly.
"What do you mean? Where are you a spy from? Internet police, apprehend this rogue with a fifty thousand bounty!"
"You bastard born to a mother, but with no father to discipline you; do you know whom we must thank for these peaceful days we have now?"
"If it weren’t for people like Elder An, dedicating their lives day in and day out for decades, would you still be leisurely typing here? You’re lucky you’re not carrying a machine gun as cannon fodder!"
...
The old fan who spoke remained calm, shed tears and shook his head, once again writing:
"Because Elder An did not wish for good health, in fact... he didn’t wish for himself at all..."
"No... ah, it’s not... what did Elder An wish for then?"
"He only wished for eight words."
"What eight words?"
"Family safety and national peace."
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Countless hearts were in turmoil.
Those who are selfless, are revered by all.
Things always unfold differently from what people expect.
Even with a system at hand, Ning An faced the same scenario.
"Xiaoning, should I go to the hall and chat with the Immortal next?"
Elder An’s gentle words awakened the somewhat dazed Ning An.
With just a momentary distraction, the Yellow Talisman vanished into his sleeve.
"Of course, once Elder An goes in, just sit and converse with the founder of the temple."
"Oh, you, you, I’ll just listen to you, this old man."
Seeing Elder An in a good mood, Ning An handed the wheelchair to An Xiaofu and smiled along:
"This isn’t merely to cheer you up; the founder’s probably already bored of seeing me every day, after all, from leisure he now suddenly has a lot of work; any good person would get fed up."
"Hahaha, you boy, you sure are cheeky, and this old man likes it."
An Xiaofu took the wheelchair and looked at Ning An with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Yet she remained silent, gently turned around and steadily pushed Elder An into the Prayer Hall.
[Gender: Male]
[Occupation: Scientist]
[Name: An Ruolin]
[Wish: Breakthrough in carbon fiber technology, elevate to another level]
[A wild wish fulfillment approach: bursts of creativity, inspired moments!]
As Elder An entered the Prayer Hall, Ning An slightly calmed the surrounding incense burners, before heading towards the direction of the firewood room.
As he stepped into the room, someone followed him from behind.
No need to guess, just from the door frame’s inability to bear the heavy weight and squealing in agony, it must be Ding Yizhen.
"Director Ding, this... seems difficult."
Not waiting for Ding Yizhen to speak, Ning An spoke first, followed by a sigh.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
Ding Yizhen just entered, not realizing, felt puzzled by this statement.
Thinking for a bit, Ding Yizhen confidently responded:
"Isn’t it just the Divine Invitation Incense? I know, Elder An burned the incense that’s the treasure of the temple. Don’t worry, no matter how expensive it is, I’ll cover the costs!"
"Only you have a conscience, only you’re the do-gooder, and I’m just a heartless scoundrel at Changchun Temple, huh!"
Ning An snorted coldly: "The main thing isn’t about the cost, but whether there are more left."
Ning An’s words instantly caught Ding Yizhen off guard.
Ding Yizhen tentatively asked: "What do you mean... are there any?"
"Literal meaning." Ning An sighed again:
"Due to various reasons, now the temple has only three sticks left."
Damn!
This really stunned Ding Yizhen.
He certainly did his homework on Changchun Temple, and wasn’t unfamiliar with the so-called Divine Invitation Incense, which supposedly required no cost. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
When the intelligence team indicated that only nine sticks of the Divine Invitation Incense existed, and six had already been used, Ding Yizhen simply smiled, not taking it seriously.
After all, in his view.
This is nothing more than capitalist scarcity marketing.
As long as you’re willing to pay the price eventually, you needn’t worry about an insufficient supply of Divine Invitation Incense.
But who would’ve thought that this little Daoist in front of him was truly an honest man!
With some reluctance, Ding Yizhen tried to make a last effort, frowning and asked: "Is there really no stock left?"
"With the founder as my witness, if I speak falsely, may divine wrath consume me!"
This left the firewood room in complete silence.
When Ning An first inferred from Ding Yizhen’s words that the visitor had significant influence, he had already decided that the combination of Divine Invitation Incense and the Five Ghosts Transport Talisman would be an unbeatable solution.
Yet, he underestimated that Elder An’s wish wasn’t for himself.
Before long, noises of astonishment were heard from outside the Prayer Hall.
"Succeeded? It really worked!"
