Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 277: Chapter 276: Parachuting into Management

Chapter 277 -276: Parachuting into Management

As Xue Quan announced the names, Chaoyang also located their corresponding consciousness. He reached out, pointing in the direction of the Inner City gate, where many dead bodies were hanging. Lingxi vision could bring Chaoyang a lot of information that was hard to discern with the naked eye, such as which bodies were less injured and more suitable as vessels for consciousness.

Even though his previous actions of reviving players appeared similar to necromancy, he was not a true necromancer. If a body was damaged to a certain extent, transferring consciousness into it would be useless. Furthermore, these administrators needed a relatively stable body, unlike Anthony who could change bodies every half minute. Therefore, those who were hanged by the garrison were perfect targets; apart from being dead, they were just like living people.

Of course, this was not a permanent solution, for as soon as the breath stopped, the bodily functions would suffer irreversible damage. Ultimately, the solution was to use wishing power to reshape the body. However, this required a considerable amount of time, and the need to replace the current rulers was urgent.

“My God… you guys, look!”

Someone in the cage exclaimed in shock.

The ongoing gunfire and screams from the Inner City District had already terrified those imprisoned near the city gate, but to their dismay, the heavens seemed to think this wasn’t thrilling enough, as a new anomaly suddenly occurred at the city gate. Moge, who had been shivering with his legs hugged in the corner of the cage, couldn’t help but look in the same direction as everyone else—

He saw a “corpse” on a gibbet suddenly move!

And this was the person he had watched the judge order to be hung!

A person hung for an entire day could not possibly be alive… right?

Moge tried to convince himself of this with his reasoning, but the reality before him kept bombarding his sense of reason. The person’s movements grew stronger, and their feet began to sway from side to side. This was definitely not the effect of the wind! What was more incredible was that the person suddenly freed their bound hands and a knife appeared in their palm!

With a single flick of the wrist, they cut the straw rope above their head, and then landed on one knee, only five or six meters away from Moge’s cage.

Then he slowly stood up and looked toward the iron cage.

Everyone couldn’t help but shudder and crawl backwards, fearing that this person would pounce and devour them alive.

Moge forcefully swallowed.

He couldn’t help but recall the dream from the previous night—

“Tomorrow someone will sign a contract with you, and that will also be the proof that frees you from your plight.”

What are divinities? Divinities are beings that turn the impossible into possible and bring miracles to the world. The Goddess of Abundance can make wheat fields golden overnight, and the King of the Storm can split the sea in two. He had heard such stories since he was young. But what about bringing the dead back to life? If that wasn’t a miracle, what was it?

Moge, with a courage that seemed to come from nowhere, suddenly struggled toward the railing and shouted at the risen dead, “Could it be that you are the messenger of the Paradise Master? I am the one who has been praying all this time!”

The man’s gaze locked onto him.

His eyes were not murky and lifeless like those of the dead, but instead shone with wisdom… Moge saw such eyes on the scholars of Glaik Academy, an expression that was unreachable for those struggling at the bottom.

But the person quickly looked away.

Because others on the gibbets had started moving as well!

He went one by one, cutting the ropes and lowering them to the ground. After standing up, those people also did not show any confusion or panic. They were as calm as if they had known everything all along.

In the end, more than a dozen people had come down, along with a few starved corpses from the roadside. These reborn from death immediately entered the Inner City District, leaving only stunned faces in the cages.

“Mother of… what, what in the world is going on? Can someone please explain this to me?”

“Is this a dream? Are we… really still alive?”

Moge felt somewhat disappointed… they were not messengers of the divinities, come back from the land of death to rescue him. But he quickly encouraged himself, thinking that with all these inexplicable events suddenly happening in the city, there must be a great change coming. Associating this with the response from the divinities, these events were clearly all signs!

“You must be Professor Wang Shengli,” Chaoyang looked at the crowd gathered at the entrance of the hall and communicated with the people below through thought conversation, “I’ve already shared the current situation of the city with you through memory fragments. Mr. Xue should have mentioned your mission, so I won’t belabor the point. What do you need?”

“Money, people, guns,” The other party said succinctly, “People can be found locally, so we can reduce it to money and guns. And we need two types of guns, common ones for the locals and modern ones for our use.”

“Common muskets for the local troops?”

“Order requires force to maintain it, and since we represent a higher level of order, this can be ensured by the superiority of the weapons,” Wang Shengli nodded, “We need four to five hundred of the common type, just use this hall as the temporary storage place.”

“That won’t be a problem. What about money?”

“The more, the better.”

“Alright then.” Chaoyang closed his eyes and meditated, beginning to construct weapons with wishing power, “I’ll provide the modern type. As for the local weapons… they’re everywhere on the ground, you just need to arrange for someone to collect them.”

These people were indeed as energetic as Xue Quan had described, busy getting on with their tasks the moment they received the weapons and money. If one didn’t know any better, it would be hard to believe that they had all been devoted researchers probing the mysteries of another world.

Chaoyang casually tracked one person’s movements and saw him immediately run toward the group of prisoners at the city gate.

Clearly, those poor people who had long suffered oppression would have no shred of sympathy for the Kingdom Army. If the fire of revenge was still burning in their hearts, then they were indeed proper candidates to be recruited first.

Suddenly, Chaoyang remembered that the first follower of the Paradise Sect from the Old Continent was still caged up.

He halted the researcher with his mind and handed him a contract, “Find a man named Moge and get him to sign this.”

Ten minutes later, a white light descended from the sky, catching Chaoyang’s eye.

That was proof of the contract’s establishment.

And with the contract, Chaoyang could now speak directly to him.

“From this moment on, you are free.”

“God… is that you?” A voice mixed with joy and fear came from the other end, “I knew it, you wouldn’t abandon me! I swear, for the rest of my life, I will sing praises to your name!”

“Paradise is with you. Also, your wife and daughter are still alive, they are now being protected, and you’ll be able to meet them tonight.”

The other side cried with joy, the uncontrollable emotions making it impossible for him to speak normally.

With that, the contract was completed.

This was also the quickest time Chaoyang had ever fulfilled a contract; he felt the white light infuse into his body, forming a trickle of wishing power.

But their relationship did not end there; as the light merged, it began to condense, eventually forming a thin thread, just like the thousands of threads emanating from the Magnificent Castle, creating a unique scene in the Lingxi vision.

+1.

+1.

These sporadic numbers cropping up brought a slight smile to Chaoyang’s face.

He now had a vast new region of the source of his wishing power to explore.