Live broadcast at the end of the month
The next morning, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"Come in."
Qiao Jianmin pushed the door open and walked in. "Good morning, Comrade Zhong Ling."
Zhong Ling motioned him to sit down and handed him a cup of spiritual tea.
Qiao Jianmin took the teacup, and the fragrant tea aroma perked him up. "I came here for the origin repair technology you mentioned last night."
Zhong Ling nodded, not surprised, and handed a jade piece to Qiao Jianmin.
"The technology is all there, repairing all the damage caused by childbirth at the genetic level, including cellular aging, organ loss, and loss of essential energy. In theory, it can restore a woman's bodily functions to their pre-pregnancy peak."
Qiao Jianmin reached out and held the jade piece in his palm, "Comrade Zhong Ling, this kindness..."
Zhong Ling interrupted him, "There's no need to say anything else. You need technology, and I'm willing to give it to you. It's that simple."
"I understand. Daxia will never let you down!"
After saying that, Qiao Jianmin put the jade piece close to his body and turned to leave.
He wanted to deliver this gift to Kunlun Base as quickly as possible.
…
In the mustard seed space, Zhong Ling was meditating under the world tree.
The thick golden wish power around her enveloped her. Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space, and then a figure turned from virtual to real and gradually became clear.
He was an ordinary-looking old man, wearing a gray cloth robe and with gentle eyes.
"Master." Zhong Ling opened his eyes, saw who was coming, stood up and bowed slightly to the old man.
The visitor was none other than Zhong Ling's master, a projection of the Lord of Reincarnation.
The master stayed on her for a moment, nodded, and said approvingly:
"Not bad, I didn't expect you to have made it this far so quickly."
He was referring to the rich golden wish power surrounding her.
"Just going with the flow." Zhong Ling replied.
“Going with the flow is also a great wisdom.”
The master smiled and said, "It seems that letting you come to this small world was the right move."
“Although the causal thread here is thin, it is the most touching and the easiest to gather aspirations.”
"In this world, spiritual energy is exhausted, laws are not clear, and in terms of the immortal path, it is the place of the end of the law."
"But from the perspective of Shintoism, it is an unpolished jade." The master said slowly.
"The immortals are high above us, beyond the reach of mortals. Their wishes are but illusions."
"And you, standing in the mortal world, perform the work of the gods. Every sip, every bite, every move, is the result of cause and effect."
"This initial aspiration, generated from the bottom up and formed by the most sincere emotions of mortals, is extremely precious."
"Do you understand?"
Zhong Ling thought for a moment and then said, "The people here have many selfless wishes, all for a better world."
"Well said. The path to immortality is about taking. It's about going against the will of heaven. We seize resources from heaven and earth to strengthen ourselves. We seek transcendence."
"Shinto is giving, it conforms to the human heart, carries the wishes of all living things, gives back to the world, and seeks symbiosis."
“Everything you do here may seem small, but it invisibly weaves a causal network that covers the entire civilization.
You give them hope, and they return your faith. This is the most fundamental cornerstone of Shinto. Continue to absorb the power of their wishes."
The master's voice became a little ethereal.
"The power of this world's aspirations will be of great benefit to you. The causes you sow here will bear fruits you never imagined in the future."
"This is your chance to take the final step."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded as when he came, and turned into light particles and dissipated in the air.
The mustard seed space returned to tranquility, and Zhong Ling sat cross-legged again and closed her eyes.
The way of immortality is to take, the way of gods is to give.
Everything she did in this world led her to a completely different path from the past.
In the past, she traveled through countless worlds, she was a passer-by and a tasker.
And now, she has established an inextricable connection with this world and the billions of lives here.
Their joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, their hopes and gratitude, all turned into wishes, nourishing her soul.
…
End of the month, 8pm.
Zhong Ling appeared in the live broadcast room on time.
"Here they come, selling melon seeds, cola and small stools in the front row!"
"I finally waited for you. I'm glad I didn't give up!"
"What story will there be today? I've got my knees ready!"
Zhong Ling started the call and a young girl appeared on the screen.
The girl looked to be in her early twenties, with a pretty face and a ponytail.
"Wow, it's a little sister! She looks so cute!"
"Sister, if you have any wishes, just tell me! The bell god can do anything!"
The girl spoke:
"Hello, Master Zhong, my name is Su Xiaoxiao."
"Hello, what do you wish for?"
"I want a bad guy to be punished. I want him to know that he is wrong."
Su Xiaoxiao's story is simple, and similar situations have occurred in every city.
A week ago, Su Xiaoxiao was squeezing into the subway after get off work when a man in his forties clung to her.
At first she thought there were too many people around, so she tried to hide to the side, but the man followed her like a shadow, whispering some obscene and suggestive words.
When the people who were closer to the carriage heard it, they just took a look and then looked away.
Su Xiaoxiao was both afraid and angry. She mustered up the courage to scold the other person, but the man did not restrain himself. Instead, he smiled lewdly and his words became even more explicit.
"Little girl, you wear so little just for your brother to see, why are you pretending to be innocent?"
Su Xiaoxiao was so angry that she was shaking and called the police on the spot.
However, when she arrived at the police station, things did not turn out as she expected.
Because there was no surveillance footage of any clear indecent behavior, it is difficult to define the man's verbal harassment as an illegal act.
Moreover, the man insisted that he was just joking and his attitude was extremely arrogant.
In the end, he was only given a few bland verbal warnings and then walked away in a swagger.
Before leaving, he turned around and gave Su Xiaoxiao a provocative look, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"
At that moment, Su Xiaoxiao felt particularly wronged and unwilling.
Su Xiaoxiao shed tears. "I don't understand. Just because he didn't really touch me, does that mean he doesn't have to take responsibility for what he said? Do girls deserve to be humiliated like this? I even... I even began to doubt whether it was my own problem."
Some netizens felt the same way and stood up for Su Xiaoxiao:
"Fuck! I'm so pissed! Why doesn't this rubbish just die!"
"I can relate. I've been there too! Calling the police is pointless! In the end, I just have to swallow my anger!"
"This is the source of victim blaming! Why should we reflect on ourselves?"
"I know that look, I know! That feeling of powerlessness can really drive people crazy!"
Zhong Ling waited until Su Xiaoxiao calmed down a bit before asking, "So, you want him to be punished?"
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