The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 111 Three Wishes! (4,000 words)

Divine Grace Royal City.

After resting for half a day, the rice cooker finally began to organize its spoils.

First, there's the equipment dropped by Minister Cupid.

Cupid's Bow!

The arrows shot from this thing may not be very powerful, but they are certainly frightening.

Ning Du is still feeling lingering fear now that he's back.

If he had actually been hit by that arrow back then, let alone make him fall in love with the outhouse.

Even if you randomly point him to a monster, he can't stand it.

As the saying goes, chrysanthemums wither, wounds cover the ground, and your smile has faded.

Hmm, good stuff.

We should be able to use it next.

Even if you don't need it, you should be able to exchange it for points after you leave.

Of course, the premise is that it won't break down when you take it out.

Next is Minister Qiu's ring.

It's obviously a spatial magic ring.

When you touch it, you can feel that you are touching a huge space.

The room was densely packed with all sorts of things, which came into view.

Ning Du casually took out some things: boxes of magic coins and various potions.

A parchment scroll with magical patterns, various sealed magical books, confidential secrets.

Ok?

They even have a collection of various shriveled hearts, I don't know if they're human or monster hearts, they look disgusting.

The children sat nearby watching Ning Du pull out all sorts of gadgets. Every now and then, they would exclaim in surprise.

Ning Du glanced at them, grabbed a handful of magical gold coins, and handed them to the children, saying, "You're short of money too, aren't you? Here, take it. It's all stolen anyway, spend it however you like!"

One of the children tried to catch it, but the oldest child slapped it away.

"Hero, this is your spoils of war, we cannot accept it."

Ning Du smiled.

"Take it, I don't need that many anyway. If you feel bad about it, you can go and gather more information for me. I still need to kill the monsters in the city."

Upon hearing this, the children accepted the magic coins.

Ning Du was unaware that these magical gold coins were far more valuable than ordinary gold coins; the value of one gold coin far exceeded that of a gold brick.

The oldest child looked at Ning Du and saw that he still had so many gold coins, as well as the mess on the ground.

He suddenly whispered, "Hero, may I use your gold coins to rescue the other children?"

Ning Du frowned: "Are there other children who need to be rescued?"

The children nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, they were in the slave market, locked in cages."

"There are also those who hide in the sewers to catch rats."

"They were eaten inside the palace."

Ning Du's mouth dropped open. The human children in this world are just too pitiful.

Hurry up, Ningdu, grab another handful of gold coins for them.

"Go, save them all if you can. Money doesn't matter!"

The children nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, hero."

"Hero, may I give old beggar James a gold coin? He hasn't had a drink in a long time, and he says he just wants one more drink before he dies!"

"Yes, yes, old beggar James knows more. My hero, I can bring old beggar James here for you, if you're willing to buy him a bag of mulberry wine."

Ning Du didn't quite understand.

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"An old beggar? What are you doing bringing him here? As for the alcohol, you can buy it if you want!"

The eldest child shouted, "Hero! Old beggar James was once the kingdom's first holy swordsman. He knows all the fallen ones in the kingdom!"

"He was once the lionheart of the kingdom!"

"He has saved many lives!"

Ning Du's mouth gaped wider and wider as he listened.

The First Holy Swordsman, the Lionheart of the Kingdom, is now actually an old beggar.

"What else is there to say?" Ning Du quickly replied, "Bring it over, buy him an extra bag!"

After taking another gold coin, the group of children immediately slipped through the tunnel and left.

They moved skillfully and had a well-organized division of labor.

It can only be said that any child who can survive in this world has some skill.

Ning Du didn't have to wait long before the so-called old beggar James was carried over by a group of children.

Yes, it was being carried.

Because this old beggar had no limbs, only his body remained.

His beard was a mess of gray and white, his hair was tangled, and he barely had any teeth left.

The child placed the old beggar next to Ningdu and then put a bag of mulberry wine in front of him.

Ning Du was wondering why he was drinking. Then he saw him take a deep breath.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew, and the mulberry wine was in his mouth.

Glug glug, the whole bag was gone in no time.

The old beggar let out a long, drawn-out hiccup and said, "That feels good. Now I can die without any problem."

After saying that, the old beggar turned to look at Ningdu again.

For some reason, Ning Du felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

The old beggar suddenly laughed and said, "Shapeshifter, your little bit of human aura may fool others, but it won't fool me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the children around him all backed away.

"A shapeshifter?"

"What is that?"

"I don't know!"

Ning Du's pupils trembled slightly.

In this other world, the only ones who could recognize him as a shapeshifter, besides the false god judge from the warp, were the old beggar in front of him.

Ning Du quickly explained, "I am human, but I possess some of the abilities of shapeshifters."

"

The old beggar chuckled softly.

"Since you bought me a drink, I'll go along with it. I heard you killed Cupid? Has his power fallen so low that he couldn't even beat a shapeshifter!"

Ning Du was not angry despite being so disrespected.

He simply smiled and asked, "I'd like to kill a few more. Do you have any information you can tell me?"

The old beggar replied, "Kill a few more? Sure. If you can manage it. The Knights of Light's headquarters, their leader Michael, is rarely seen. If you're going to kill him, remember to bring plenty of fireproof gear. His corrupting flames are no joke. The kingdom's treasurer, the corrupt old sorcerer, the forbidden spellcaster. The kingdom's Hand of Judgment, and—"

Ning Du quickly told him to stop.

"Wait, wait. All of these you've mentioned seem pretty powerful. Can I beat them?"

When Ning Du heard about the Fallen Flame and the Forbidden Spell again, he suddenly felt a little flustered.

The old beggar laughed and said, "I thought you were really invincible."

Ning Du understood the old beggar's sarcasm and simply rolled his eyes.

"Could you recommend a couple that are easier to play against? I still need to level up slowly!"

As he spoke, Ning Du took out his iron sword.

In an instant, the old beggar's expression changed.

"Where did you get this sword?"

Ning Du laughed, "I snatched it from the Demon King. Impressive, isn't it!"

"The Demon King?"

The old beggar seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Then he stared intently at Ning Du, as if searching for something.

Finally, the old beggar saw the mark of law on Ning Du's body.

The old beggar laughed even harder, as if he really wanted to laugh his teeth out.

"Alright, alright. There's a good one to fight, right in the city. But finding him will be a bit difficult. He won't stay in one place all the time, because he's always out there swindling other people's souls!"

When Ning Du heard that it was about deceiving other people's souls rather than stealing them, he finally became somewhat interested.

"Don't worry, I have my little city searchers. They'll help me find it."

Ning Du pointed to the children.

The old beggar chuckled softly.

"A bunch of kids and a shapeshifter trying to save the world. Seriously—"

Before he could finish speaking, the children objected.

"Old beggar, hurry up and tell me, or I won't buy you any more wine!"

"He's a hero!"

"You must listen to the hero."

The old beggar nodded quickly: "Listen, listen, listen. Alright, since you insist on going, I'll tell you. At night, pray to the God of Light at your door, and you will encounter a wandering angel. You can make three wishes to him!"

"Is there really such a good thing?"

Ning Du's eyes lit up. If he could really fulfill all three wishes, this training camp wouldn't just be a windfall, it would be an incredible windfall!

The old beggar chuckled and shook his head: "A good thing? Before the God of Light was corrupted, meeting him might have been a good thing. He might have healed you or killed a monster. But now, every wish you make will be twisted by him and become something to torment you. Until you're tortured beyond recognition and beg him for release, he will take your soul and make it his food."

The children trembled with fear and retreated.

This thing doesn't look like the one in the fairy tale!

Ning Du, however, discerned something else entirely.

"So, to deal with him, do we have to start with his wishes? Or just kill him directly?"

The old beggar shook his head and said, "No. He was originally an apostle of light, formless and invisible. Only your wish has any binding force on him!"

"Got it, I need to use my brain!"

Ningdu shook the "brain" of his rice cooker.

The old beggar looked at him and said, "Have you thought this through? Are you sure it can work?"

Ning Du said, "I certainly know how to play pranks. I just have one question: after killing him, can I then deal with the other corrupted demons in the city?"

The old beggar stared at the sword in his hand and solemnly replied, "Kill him, and your sword will gain even greater power. Then you can kill other, stronger fallen ones."

Ning Du nodded in understanding.

"I understand, three wishes, right? Heh, leave them to me!"

Night fell quickly.

There were clearly more people patrolling tonight compared to the previous night.

The streets were brightly lit, and hundreds of orbs of light patrolled back and forth in the Divine Grace Royal City, searching for suspicious individuals.

Ning Du was certainly not foolish enough to continue staying in this dilapidated hut as a place to summon wandering angels.

They moved to a house in a slum, which was even more dilapidated, with a broken door.

Fortunately, this does not affect the summoning of the Wandering Angel.

As night deepened and all was quiet, the sphere of light in the sky disappeared into the distance.

Ningdu began to sit at the door and recite the prayer of the God of Light.

"Great God of Light, make us your instruments of peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is harm, let me sow forgiveness. Where there is suspicion, let me sow trust. Where there is despair, let me sow hope. Where there is darkness, let me sow light. Where there is sorrow, let me sow joy. Grant me that which I have longed for—what was the next word again?"

As Ningdu continued reciting, he became unsure whether he had pronounced the words correctly.

That's how it is when you learn something new and put it into practice; luckily, the short phrases are quite catchy to pronounce.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed past.

The next moment, Ning Du heard a sound coming from the door.

"A merciful God has heard your prayer and will answer it!"

Ning Du immediately got up, thinking, "I've finally managed to catch you."

Looking up, I was greeted by a little angel with blond hair and blue eyes.

It looks like a child, dressed in white, holding a magic wand, with small wings fluttering behind it.

This thing doesn't look like a Fallen at all.

No wonder so many people in the city were fooled and had their souls stolen.

Ning Du chuckled and stood up.

The little angel was also startled when he saw a rice cooker.

This thing doesn't exist in this world.

"Are you a monster?"

The little angel stepped back a little.

Ning Du quickly waved his hand and replied, "No, no, no, I'm human, just a little too handsome. Look closely, look carefully, can't you see how handsome I am?"

The little angel looked completely bewildered. How can someone who looks like that be considered handsome?

This person must be out of their mind!

Do we still need a soul with a problem in its brain?

Well----

This question is no less perplexing than whether a walnut that has been pinched in a door can still improve brain function.

Well, business hasn't been good lately either.

Let's just make do with this!

What else can we do?

"Alright—human. Did you become like this because of illness or something? Don't be afraid, with me, everything can be perfectly resolved. Three wishes!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Du leaned against the door.

"Okay, go ahead and say it!"

The little angel was stunned again.

What the hell do you mean I have to say it?

Shouldn't you be the one making the wish?

What's going on? Did I run into a competitor today?

You don't look like it at all, you imposter.

"Ahem, human, it was you who made the wish, not me!"

The little angel is getting a little angry.

He was trying to determine whether consuming such human souls would cause intellectual disability.

This feels like poison!

Ning Du seemed to only realize this at this moment.

"Oh, I made a wish? Such a wonderful thing! That's great, that's great! I'm sorry, I've been getting a little carried away lately. Why am I getting carried away? Well, mainly because I've been carrying away, that's why I've become a little carried away. Do you understand?"

The little angel roared, "If you don't make a wish, I'll tear your mouth apart and turn it into a cesspool so you can eat your fill!"

After saying that, the little angel seemed to realize that he had lost his composure.

He immediately composed himself and said softly, "By the God of Light, even the gods have their limits."

Ning Du quickly replied, "Okay, okay. Start making a wish, no problem, make your wish."

The little angel nodded in satisfaction.

That's right, that's how things should return to normal.

Next, he waits for the other person to make a wish, and then he twists it.

This is very simple. For example, if the other party wants countless gold coins, he can conjure up gold coins and cripple the other party by smashing them with them.

If the other person wants to be healthy, turn them into a healthy monster, the kind that's extremely ugly.

If the other party desires power or status, then incite all their family, relatives, and friends to betray them and kill them, even stabbing them until they are paralyzed.

The other party wants ————

Okay, I think everyone understands now.

The little angel waited expectantly for Ningdu to make a wish.

As he watched the rice cooker's large opening and closing, Ning Du finally made his wish.

"I wish you had a sword stuck in your ass, a thick, long, magnificent sword!"