Ning An's Wild Wish System

"So, they just came together like that?"

Listening to Ning An explain the real story, the viewers in the live stream were shocked.

An ordinary person in the middle to late stages of cancer, and the trending Overalls King...

It’s hard to imagine how this pair came together, let alone as a couple!

If this weren’t at Changchun Temple, the viewers in the live stream would surely be shouting that the world has gone mad.

As for the reaction of the viewers, Ning An didn’t comment, remaining silent.

To ordinary people, this kind of outcome naturally would be seen as a romantic surprise.

Even to those involved, it’s definitely top-tier romance!

After all, at the end of one’s life, being with one’s favorite top idol, the emotional value is at its peak.

And the Overalls King didn’t miss out either; aside from spending a bit of insignificant time and money, everything else has been a gain.

Whether it’s popularity, traffic, or public image, a new path to fame has been paved for him.

As for Lu Lu, her wish’s cost was offset by Wang Nan’s wish, so she didn’t lose anything.

The three of them made wishes and seemingly didn’t pay any cost, yet everyone was satisfied with the outcome.

"Interesting."

Ning An gazed at the temple gate, as if he saw a touch of indelible pale blue on the backs of those who made the wishes.

Seeing Ning An’s wistful expression, the viewers in the live stream jumped in to tease.

"Hehe, Brother Sect Leader is jealous, he must be envious."

"What’s there to be envious about? With Brother Sect Leader’s looks, he could debut on the spot. Though he wouldn’t be on par with the Overalls King, he could still easily become an A-list star."

"Why be a star? With Changchun Temple’s current traffic, he could have anyone he wants. Have you all forgotten the foreign beauty and the little fox he met a while ago?"

"I think Brother Sect Leader has been single for too long; he’s shy and doesn’t know how to talk to women. Alright then, I’ll sacrifice myself and go flirt with him."

"Girl, you... wait! Your profile indicates you’re male! OMG!"

"Buddy, what era is this? Why still hold onto feudal remnants? Cross-dressing, don’t you think including ’female’ says it all?"

"..."

Coming back to his senses, Ning An smiled and joined the lively banter in the stream.

A comment immediately floated by:

"Brother Sect Leader, I’m financially independent now, can’t even choose a house I like, my mom says the window faces the bed so we can’t buy it, she claims it’s ancestral wisdom, drives me crazy!"

Ning An leisurely took a sip of tea, and said:

"That’s because ancient windows lacked seals. A window facing the bed might be fine in summer, but in winter you’d freeze during the night unless you have a good constitution."

Then, another comment came:

"Brother Sect Leader, I still don’t get why I can’t drink water left from the previous night? Every morning when I’m thirsty for leftover tea, my mom scolds me aggressively."

Ning An coughed a couple times and explained: "One reason is practical, the other scientific."

"The practical reason is that there used to be many geckos at night, and their urine is toxic, got it?"

"The scientific reason is that bacteria breed faster at night. If it’s in a thermos, then it’s safe to drink leftover water. Also, since everyone sleeps at night, dust settles more easily in water, while during the day, people moving around keeps it aloft."

Another comment came quickly:

"Brother, when I was in confinement after childbirth, I wanted to wash my hair, but my mother-in-law absolutely refused, cried and begged my mom to come. When she did, instead of helping me, she sided with my mother-in-law, saying it’s all ancient wisdom!"

Ning An helplessly shrugged: "That’s indeed ancient wisdom. Because in ancient times there were no hair dryers, postpartum women who washed their hair couldn’t quickly dry it, risking exposure to cold, weakening their body and potentially falling ill."

Right after, a childlike voice comment popped up.

"Daoist Master, I don’t understand why adults never let me shake my leg? They’re always showing me ancient dramas, asking me to learn ancestors’ etiquette, it’s driving me nuts."

Ning An laughed heartily: "Ancestors sat still without shaking legs because ancient stools were mortise and tenon structure. Bigger movements could loosen them, leading people to fall on their butts. Ancestors were just like us humans, if it weren’t for this reason, they might even shake more intensely than you."

A pink comment drifted by.

"Brother Sect Leader, why can’t we step on the threshold? Is there some saying?"

Ning An was speechless and said: "Yep, there’s indeed a saying, ancient thresholds were quite high, you might end up with a bump on your head."

"..."

While the stream’s ambiance was harmonious, a haggard-looking middle-aged woman approached from not far at Changchun Temple.

Her pale face finally showing a hint of blush.

The reason she came was simple, to make a wish.

Her wish was also simple, hoping to cure her mad neighbor.

To put it nicely, it’s called madness, to put it bluntly, it’s called being an idiot, a pure idiot!

The new neighbors had just moved in and immediately claimed the hallway, filling it with all sorts of junk.

Peeling shoe rack, second-hand bicycle, wilted potted plants, cardboard waste...

Every time she opened the door, she was overwhelmed by the stench wafting in.

She didn’t even need to open the door; the smell seeped in through the cracks.

Her husband worked out of town and she herself had some social anxiety, so she chose not to confront them face to face, just communicated through the group chat.

She thought they might be embarrassed and restrain themselves, but it was like poking a hornet’s nest.

Dozens of voice messages in the group chat, all from her neighbor, each lasting sixty seconds.

She tried selecting one of the messages, converting the voice to text, but the result was mostly asterisks.

"F*** your mother’s c***! You damn mongrel, how dare you meddle in my family’s affairs? This is my home, and I’ll do whatever I want, none of your damn business! By the way, do you even have any balls?"

A newlywed like her had never encountered someone like this, her mind went completely blank.

Are these words a carbon-based life form can say?

She hadn’t thought of asking the management to mediate the situation.

But unexpectedly, the management hesitated when they heard it was 3rd floor 1203.

"1203? I ran into him this morning."

"His kid acts like he doesn’t have parents, peeing in the elevator every day; the surveillance footage is clear. We didn’t go this morning, and he insists it’s the family with the cat on the 13th floor doing it."

"I don’t know how he could even say that. Such a big puddle of pee, even if the cat peed for a week, there wouldn’t be that much!"

"The 13th floor argued with him, got sick from it who knows how many times, they’re probably still drinking herbal medicine to cope."

She took a sharp intake of breath: "Huh? Is his family that outrageous?"

The management sighed: "If it were just this, it would be tolerable. When he arrived, he took over the parking space of the family on the 4th floor. With normal logic, maybe there’s an urgent reason for one or two days, and everyone can understand that, but he parked there for a month."

"It made the 4th floor so angry, they called several cars to block him in, thinking they’d get revenge, but who would have thought he somehow got hold of a bottle of feces odor spray. Even weeks later, the smell wouldn’t go away from the cars."

Her mind was stunned: "In this situation, why not just call the police?"

The management shook their head: "Calling the police won’t help, it’s not even considered a civil dispute, the police might just ask him to apologize."

"But those cars were still vandalized, it’s been a real eye-opener for us in management."

She hesitated for a moment, then tentatively spoke: "So... even if he’s unreasonable, it’s not true that whoever’s unreasonable has the right? I’ve paid the management fees, you have to help me with this."

The management was ambiguous: "It’s not that we’re refusing to help, it’s just that he’s being a rogue, and I don’t have a solution."

"Who’s got the free time to argue with such a person every day? His family are unemployed, they have all the time in the world, but you have to work, and you’re mostly out of the house, so if you can endure it, endure it."

"What I’m saying isn’t to shirk our responsibilities as management; for people like him, we’ll surely enhance our oversight, and it’s also for your own good."

Every time she filed a complaint, the management always found different reasons to evade responsibility.

Even when the police were involved, the situation was exactly as the management described, utterly powerless against these hooligans.

She was restless, sleeping poorly, eating poorly, almost ready to burn paper money to ask her parents if there was trouble with the family grave.

Now, at the end of her rope, she took a day off and went to Changchun Temple to make a wish.

As she was offering incense, the viewers in the livestream began to analyze the situation from unusual angles.

"Looking at her expression, could she be here to seek family happiness?"

"Oh? Based on what?"

"Look, she’s not that old, probably just over thirty, but look at her face, even with makeup, she looks weary. Plus, the main point is she’s wearing a ring on her middle finger, yet she’s here alone, hard not to suspect she’s seeking happiness."

"Wow! Who said there’s no Sherlock Holmes among ordinary people, you’re practically an expert, accept my salute!"

"..."

Faced with the viewers’ various random guesses, Ning An smiled and remained silent, instead turning to look at the system panel that had surfaced.

[Gender: Female]

[Occupation: Comic artist]

[Name: Zhao Yamei]

[Wish: The mad neighbors are so idiotic, I really can’t stand it, Ancestor, please deal with them!]

[Creative wish-fulfillment method: Suddenly having a bright idea recalling a plot from a Sakura anime, live action adopting the tactic, instantly subduing the mad neighbors! Rent out own house, nearly 150 sq meters, four rooms, two halls, all for rent at a hugely discounted price! Just released crusher price 500, mentally ill and young jumper price 400, love to run into trouble for compensation reverse-price 500! In half a day’s work, tattooed brawny men, gloomy younger brother, sleazy old man, all joining the fray, as the mad neighbors knock on the door again...]