Chapter 87 fulfills Ajun’s wish.
[Not this, the wish button is lit! Professor, you don't want to die anymore, right?]
Who would have thought that Bian Ling would give a negative answer at this moment: "No."
[What's wrong? Is there a system bug?]
"I really don't want to sleep forever, but that's not a decision I just made. Your system isn't buggy; it's just too smart."
Ajun is a ghost who is easy to understand. He has never been on guard against Bianling and always says what he thinks. If this system is really a pure wish system, then what was Ajun's original intention in agreeing to bind it?
Assuming that Ajun really had some urgent wish that he wanted to fulfill, he would not have no reaction after recovering his memory. Just like now, Ajun was excited not because his wish was about to come true, but because he no longer wanted to die.
What does that mean?
Professor Bian was too lazy to explain: "Then tell me, what wish do you want to fulfill?"
Ah? What's your wish?
Ah Jun was stunned, and then he realized that he had never thought about this problem carefully, as if he had deliberately avoided it. He only knew that saving Professor Bian could fulfill one of his wishes, but what exactly the wish was, he seemed... to have never thought about it at all.
So, why did he agree to bind to the wish system in the first place?
Ajun knew himself well enough. He actually had no ties in this world anymore. His mother had died long ago and he had no hometown. Although the injustice of fate still bothered him a little, he would not be so blindly confident that he could save a top-notch scientist just for these reasons.
Facts have also proved that Professor Bian, who has the same name as him, is a uniquely ruthless person. If the other party is not determined to survive, even a hundred of him cannot prevent him from falling into eternal sleep.
It was not him who completed the task alone, but everyone in this world persuaded Professor Bian to stay here.
So, why did he subconsciously want Professor Bian to stay and live a good life in this world so urgently?
As Ah Jun was thinking about it, his head suddenly started to hurt.
That’s not right. He is a ghost, so why does he still have a headache?
And what did Professor Bian mean by what he said just now? Why does it feel like he has a hidden meaning?
Is there something going on? Ah Jun only felt a "hum" sound, and the system that was originally like a fixed component suddenly emitted a brilliant white light. Then the white light shot into his mind, and a completely mechanical electronic sound began to sound.
Such a cold electronic sound. Only then did Ajun realize how much of a failure his disguise system was.
{Hello host Bian Ling (Ajun), congratulations on completing your mission to save the world. Congratulations, you are a host with strong execution ability. I am very happy to have completed a wonderful and enjoyable cooperation with you. As a reward, you can make any wish. Please note that the system will automatically unbind after three days. Please do not exceed the time limit to make a wish. Thank you.}
...It's a very simple and unintelligent system, bad review.
Ajun stepped on it quietly, and then he remembered the original intention of agreeing to bind.
Oh, it turns out that I was trying to save the world. Even though this world had hurt him a lot, after foreseeing the tragic future, he still couldn't bear it. He wanted to help this world, even though this world had never given him much kindness.
So after learning that the end of the world was approaching, he agreed to the binding without thinking, and then went to another world to find a scientist with the same name as him. The series of events that happened afterwards were actually... completely beyond his expectations.
It can be said that the process was completely wrong, but the ending was right.
In other words, he had never had any wishes, and now even his last bit of resentment had been dealt with by Professor Bian. All those who had treated him badly had received the retribution they deserved, and he... seemed to have no regrets anymore.
Ajun thought about it carefully, and then came to the conclusion that I don’t have any special wishes to make, so I might as well give the right to make a wish to Professor Bian.
"Saving the world? Just granting one wish, that's too stingy."
[…It can do anything you wish for.]
"Then I want all the technology trees of advanced civilizations." Professor Bian said without hesitation.
Ajun came back soon:
[…The system frame shows that the wish must be within the system's capabilities.]
Bian Ling showed a look of disgust. "Not only is this system stingy, but its capabilities are also extremely limited. I've already made a small request, and it still doesn't work?"
Ajun smiled awkwardly.
"That's boring. You should make a wish yourself." Bian Ling reached out and picked up the PSP next to him. "There are still three days left. There's no rush. If you like this identity, I can give it back to you."
Ah Jun's hands immediately formed into rattles. "No, no, no, please accept this. I will think it over carefully and will no longer be your brain elf."
Humph, don't think he doesn't know how those netizens are slandering him. It's okay that they guessed his existence in a roundabout way, but they even belittled him wantonly. He is indeed a bit useless, but... even if he has no credit, he has worked hard, right?
What is this pretentious electronic elf? He absolutely doesn’t recognize it!
Ajun began to think about how to use this wish, but his desire was really low. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a wish not to waste this opportunity. Just as he was about to harass Professor Bian again, the doorbell rang.
However, Professor Bian was so engrossed in the game that he didn't pay any attention to the sound outside. He waited until the game was over before leisurely opening the door.
"Why are you all here?"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't close the door, my compassionate savior!" Xie Yanwen flashed in with a non-alcoholic drink, followed closely by President Wen, and even Director Liu and Director Kuang came over.
Bian Ling was really scared when he saw Director Kuang: "Don't shout, open the box."
Lao Kuang immediately understood: "I really didn't bring a banner or a thank-you letter this time. Don't worry, I gave those directly to Premier Wen."
……Oh.
"Old antique, Professor Bian, I can help you get him out." Director Liu, the iron lady of orthopedics, clenched her fists and showed a helpful expression.
Why is the relationship between these two still so bad?!
"Aren't you two staying in the hospital?"
"I am staying in the hospital, but if I am here to see you, even if I were the dean, I would have to sign a leave application for me."
"If you don't sign, you're going to pick on him again?"
…
In the blink of an eye, Xie Yanwen had already set the table. He even brought his own dumplings. "Hey, I've been lying down for a few days and everyone's gone. Luckily, a certain god saved my life! I can't thank you enough for this. It's all in the dumplings!"
"...Don't bother with those fennel and celery of yours. I don't like them."
Chef Xie suddenly felt like crying: "Godfather, you finally have something you don't like to eat. Thank God, I will get rid of fennel and celery from this world!"
Wen Xun couldn't help but laugh at him: "Are you exaggerating so much, nephew?"
"How can I exaggerate? CCTV is going to hold a huge gala for him. You have no idea, the spots for those programs are so fiercely sought after. There's also the Nobel Prize. It's said they're debating whether to give him the Peace Prize or the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine!"
…
Bian Ling heard this and thought for a moment: "Peace, I don't think I've ever won this award."
"Wow, someone's picked here! The key is that he really has the ability to pick. What's wrong with your brain? Is there any scientific training method? I'll let my nephew learn it!"
President Wen handed over a vegetable basin and said, "Go wash up and go to bed. Are you still thinking about eating your nephew when you're old?"
"Is it not possible? I don't have his ability. If the country doesn't provide for my old age, I can only rely on my nephew."
Several people worked together and quickly prepared a table...and hot pot came out.
"Come, try our Kuang family's secret dipping sauce. I guarantee you'll want more!"
Bian Ling took it silently, then scooped up a beef roll, tasted it, and gave his own evaluation: "...Lao Kuang, eat less salty food, it's not good for your blood vessels."
"Is it salty? It tastes just right to me."
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Try my version with vinaigrette. It's low in calories and healthy." Director Liu then handed over a small bowl.
Professor Bian accepted everything and took a sip: "It's okay, a little bland."
"Well, everyone has their own expertise. I'm in charge of the seasoning. Try it! I guarantee it'll suit your taste!" Xie Yanwen squeezed aside the two hospital directors and placed his dipping sauce in the center. "If it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you!"
[Wow, Professor, please try this! This looks delicious!]
Bian Ling took it and dipped it in the water. "...Lawyer Xie, have you considered changing careers? I can invest in you to start a second business."
"Isn't this bad?"
"I allow you to take your Nobel Prize medal to your store as an exhibit."
Xie Yanwen immediately laughed: "Then the next day, he was taken away by the police in a friendly manner. The charge was that he stole the personal assets of an important national figure."
As expected of a lawyer, he can relate everything he does to crime.
Speaking of which, the social order broke down a little in the past few days. In fact, quite a few criminal incidents occurred. In addition, since many people survived the disaster, the marriage and divorce rates soared. His law firm's business was indeed quite good.
"That's just right. You have your own specialty."
"...Old Wen, is there anyone as mean as you?"
The misty hot steam rises upwards, bringing a unique sense of warmth. Even though it is almost summer, this hot pot can still soothe people's hearts.
If you think about it carefully, this should be the first time that Bian Ling has eaten such a lively hot pot.
"Oh, by the way, this is what Wang Weihe asked me to bring to you. He wanted to come too, but the nutrient solution sold so well that he's now living directly in the workshop, almost working on the assembly line."
“…What is this?”
"The specialties of his hometown, and this quarter's financial report."
Bian Ling was not interested: "I will sign it when I have time."
After finishing the hotpot, Director Kuang and Director Liu sat for a while before rushing back to work overtime. Even Xie Yanwen received a call from a party involved and had to rush to mediate.
Bian Ling looked at Mr. Wen, whose butt was glued to the sofa: "Why aren't you leaving?"
"So you don't welcome me?"
"It's just that according to common sense, you should be the first one to leave."
"Jiayu went on a trip with her sisters, saying it was a celebration after surviving a disaster."
...It turned out that he was an abandoned and resentful husband.
Wen Xun had just had a few drinks and was a bit tipsy, but his voice was exceptionally gentle: "Bian Ling, has your wish come true?"
【Wish? What wish?】
Bian Ling was in a daze for a moment, vaguely remembering the other party's blessing on New Year's Eve: "Probably."
"That's good, so what are your plans next?"
"Yes, I heard that more than 200 countries and regions around the world have issued me a green pass. I decided to travel and see."
...I feel like the security minister is getting overwhelmed again, but the child is still young, so it's normal for him to go out and play.
"Have fun, and if you need anything, feel free to call me."
"Whatever you need?"
"As long as you say it."
Premier Wen is truly a good person.
After seeing the people off, Bian Ling lazily lay back on the sofa. Although a lot of people asked him to go out to attend award ceremonies and host meetings, he had no interest in any of those.
And his current identity and status are enough to allow him to have no interest.
"Have you decided what you want to wish for?"
【No. 】
Ajun really hadn't thought it through. He wanted to just maintain this friendly relationship with Professor Bian, but he knew that the professor didn't like the symbiotic relationship. But apart from this, he didn't seem to have any other needs.
Or, wish Professor Bian a long life, long-term stability in society, and peace in the world?
I always feel that if I say something, the professor will laugh at me.
Ajun procrastinated like this for three days, and when there was only one hour left before the final wishing deadline, he still had not decided what to wish for.
"Haven't you made up your mind yet?"
"Professor, do you think I'm a failure? I don't even know what I want."
"The first half of the sentence is questionable, but the second half..."
【What happened to the second half of the sentence? 】
"You really don't know?"
[I...should know? ]
"Ajun, if a person really doesn't want to live, they won't even think about what they want. When I die, I wish the world would explode, and you..."
Bian Ling's voice was very warm, "And you chose to save the world."
"There's no doubt about it, Ajun, you saved the world. If it weren't for you, there would be no me."
Is it so straightforward? Is this what Professor Bian looks like in his perfect form?
Ah Jun was caught off guard by the direct ball, feeling a bit like Premier Wen getting hit by an apple last year. He took a long time to react, his voice almost inaudible:
[Can I really make such a selfish wish? ]
"Xu Bei."
So ask yourself, what does he want most?
Ajun cut open his chest and saw a beating heart, which was a sign that he wanted to live.
He has always wanted to live, just like the professor.
【I still want to... continue living.】
"Louder."
[I want to live my life again! Professor, can I be your son?]
...Thank you for the invitation. Having Xie Yanwen as my spiritual adopted son is enough.
Professor Bian's brain raced, and he immediately came up with an idea: "Do you remember what I said when you first blackmailed me?"
【ah? 】
"In fact, Mr. Wen is not only suitable to be your host, but also your adoptive father."
Is this appropriate?
"Just ask and you'll know."
There was only half an hour left in the countdown, so Professor Bian took the opportunity to call President Wen. It was already 11:30 in the morning. Wen Xun, who was alone in the empty room, was woken up by the phone in a daze. After hearing the content clearly, he jumped out of bed.
"What did you say? You want me to raise a son for you? Where did you get a son?"
"Don't worry about this. Will you raise him or not?"
"……keep."
The phone was hung up quickly. Wen Xun felt like he hadn't woken up yet, so he fell asleep again.
Then the next day, when he opened the door, he saw a miniature version of Bian Ling sitting on the steps.
"Uncle Wen, my name is Ajun, I'm five years old, and I'm glad to meet you."
Ajun?
Ah bacteria!!!
Wen Xun woke up instantly from his sleep. He remembered the day when he went to Lucheng to find Bian Ling. The other party said that he was waiting for someone to make a wish. He felt something was wrong at that time, and now... it was even more wrong.
"Your name is Ajun?"
Five-year-old Ajun nodded.
"Did they send you here from Lingnan?"
Five-year-old Ajun nodded again.
"...Come in first. I'll make you breakfast and bring some to someone next door."
The summer morning light comes especially early. While Wen Xun is making breakfast, he has already made up his mind by drinking iced American coffee. He looks at Ajun sitting at the dining table eating a ham sandwich seriously, and feels as if it is as he expected.
But he had no intention of delving into anything. Whether it was Ajun or Bian Ling, it didn't matter anymore. What mattered was that the other party's appearance not only saved his life, but also saved the whole world.
Never mind. Even if he asked the other party, he would definitely not answer him properly. It would be better not to say anything.
Live in the present and cherish the present.
——The full text is over.
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The author has something to say: Finished, finished, finished~~~~
I will start updating the extra chapters tomorrow, daily, hehe~
PS: As for new articles, I should be able to publish them, but I don’t know when. There are some saved articles in the column. If you are interested, please collect them →_→. I am a very good writer [chest up [sunglasses]]
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