Inside was an exquisite instrument, which looked more like a combination of a gaming chair and a gaming headset. There were some wires around it connecting to several steel containers, and it was unclear what was inside.

"How long has it been since you slept?" Shi Yin looked at Helmod behind her: "Doing experiments while building a house?"

“I haven’t slept at all.” Helmod shrugged matter-of-factly. “Time is so tight right now, it doesn’t seem like it’s my turn to rest yet.”

"...When you first arrived, you suggested I take a rest, but now you've been going for days and nights without sleep." Shi Yin clicked her tongue lightly: "Don't die before me."

“My magical hand can concoct potions to keep me conscious at any time, that’s my advantage.” Helmod said with a hint of pride, “You are all ordinary people, only I have divine attributes, thank God.”

"This thing... seems to be a potion you made using materials available on Earth, what does it have to do with God?" Shi Yin raised an eyebrow: "If you really had this kind of attribute, would you need a potion?"

“Hey, honey, this is faith.” Helmod glared. “And it’s because I’ve been so busy lately, okay? I can rest once this is over, don’t dampen my spirits when I’m happiest.”

If this were someone he didn't get along with, Helmod would probably say something like, "Don't force me to slap you when I'm happiest."

But the opponent was Shion, whom he couldn't beat or argue with. He had no choice but to shut up and protest, and protesting wouldn't be effective anyway.

"Once this is over, I'm going back to rest. You should have prepared the most comfortable bed for me, right?" Helmod stretched.

He's been really tired these past few days. Hopefully he can finish his task ahead of schedule and get a couple more days of rest, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well.

“It’s prepared according to your preferences.” Shi Yin nodded. This was only natural; it had already been prepared before Helmod arrived.

"Are you still watching over me?" Helmod smiled at Shi Yin.

"Yes, I'll stay by your side."

Shi Yin answered casually, but everyone around her turned to look at her, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"Let's begin." Shi Yin didn't notice the other people's gazes; her attention was focused on the machine's parameters.

She had operated this machine many times. Although there were improvements in each lifetime, it should be largely the same. The key point is what happens later.

"Ji Chuan, you go first." Shi Yin called out his name directly.

"Huh? Me? The first one?" Ji Chuan was stunned for a moment, and didn't move his feet for a long time.

"Going back on your word?" Shi Yin looked up, her words concise and to the point.

"No, can I make a request?" Ji Chuan clutched his chest, his face filled with a tragic expression.

Shi Yin crossed her arms, raised her chin, and gestured for Ji Chuan to continue.

"I have a whole cabinet full of figurines at home. If I accidentally die, please be sure to burn them for me." Ji Chuan sniffed, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

Shi Yin: "..."

Helmod: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

“In fact and in theory, you won’t be able to get any of the cremated items after you die,” Helmod almost burst out laughing. “But if you succeed, someone might be able to custom-make the models you want, and there should be no limit to the number.”

"Such a good thing!" Ji Chuan exclaimed in shock.

"This is the smallest and most basic wish, isn't it?" Shi Yin said speechlessly, "What exactly do you all consider wishes to be?"

The things that can be obtained with money or power, or the physical objects in the world, are the most basic; the most difficult are the desires for certain concepts.

"Hehe, I'll have to think about it carefully." Ji Chuan rubbed his hands excitedly: "Being able to make a wish without dying, that's awesome!"

Shi Yin: "..."

Hey, the chance of survival is 30%, but the mortality rate is 70%.

Despite all the joking around, even though Ji Chuan had tried his best to lighten the mood for everyone, including himself, he still felt a chill when he put on the cold medical equipment.

Ji Chuan's life has never been smooth sailing; he has been bullied and looked down upon terribly, but this is the first time he has come so close to death.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing, especially since, judging from Toki's words, the consequences are unknown, but the pain is known, which makes it even more frightening.

"Relax, kid."

Helmod pressed Ji Chuan's body down, making him lie properly in the chair, and inserted countless suction cups with needles into various parts of Ji Chuan's body.

Ji Chuan felt as if the moment he put on the helmet, many small suction cups, like octopus tentacles, wrapped around his head, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"We'll give you anesthesia next, so try not to fall asleep," Helmod warned. "If you fall asleep and then suddenly wake up, you're more likely to die suddenly, with a mortality rate as high as 95%."

Ji Chuan swallowed hard. He couldn't see anything outside at all. A blindfold was covering his eyes, and just now, when the helmet was put on his head, it felt like something was stuffed into his mouth inside the helmet.

He was biting on something soft and unidentifiable, and couldn't say a word.

Helmod acted quickly, swiftly injecting the anesthetic—general anesthesia—but general anesthesia would take some time before complete unconsciousness.

The middle period is brief, and this is when the device is activated; once activated, one is completely conscious.

The laboratory was quiet, save for the pounding of heartbeats and tense breathing.

One second, two seconds...

With a "click," Shi Yin pressed the button in her hand without hesitation.

The moment Shi Yin pressed the button, countless restraints tightened around Ji Chuan's body inch by inch. Before anyone could react, Ji Chuan's body suddenly began to convulse violently.

Ji Chuan's mouth was gagged, but everyone could still hear the whimpers of extreme pain escaping from deep in his throat. Even though every inch of his body was immobilized, everyone could see Ji Chuan's frantic struggle.

If they weren't unable to move, the person on the machine would probably have wanted to bang their head against the wall and kill themselves; within minutes, they were covered in bloody marks from the pressure points.

"Mr. Ji Chuan, what is your strongest desire in your life?" Helmod calmly put away the anesthetic needles. He was already used to all of this and even had the leisure to chat with Ji Chuan.

“Have you ever thought of this sentence when you were most helpless?” Helmod ignored the incessant sobbing and pulled up a chair to sit down: “If only… something could be done.”

If only we could do that.

Perhaps these people who are given superpowers, reborn, or chosen are not particularly capable, but their thoughts before death are definitely intense. It is extremely rare to have such desires while having a healthy body.

Of course, whether this rare occurrence is a compliment or a criticism is unknown and unimportant.

As long as you have desires, that's enough.

Only desire can create goals, only desire can inspire human will, and only desire can create miracles.

What do you want?