Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 48: Chapter 47 The Seeker of Help Chapter 48: Chapter 47 The Seeker of Help According to the content of the book, humans classified the strange constructs of this world into four tiers.

The lowest tier, also known as man-made constructs, can be mass-produced as long as there are blueprints and raw materials. They can be utilized based on human needs, like the steam train in front of us now.

This was what had puzzled Chaoyang before—as a steam-powered machine, its locomotive’s design was indeed delicate and compact, and its stopping and starting were quite flexible, highlighting a level of technology that seemed out of place with steam engines. Now he understood; this device was just a construct that looked like a steam train.

Moving up, things humans could not create were next.

For instance, Third Class Oddities, also known as arcane divine artifacts, ranging from dozens to thousands in number, could be utilized by humans but could not be replicated in their essence.

Second-Rank Miracle Constructions still didn’t break away from this category but, apart from being even more scarce, the most significant difference was that Second-Rank Miracle Constructions already possessed a certain “intelligence.” Of course, the book wouldn’t describe it so plainly; the recorders portrayed it as a form of independent consciousness, some of which could be understood by humans, and others completely incomprehensible.

If Chaoyang had not seen the Panlogical Machine before, he would have thought this a bunch of nonsense, but now he dared not easily dismiss it.

As for First-Rank Miracle Constructions, they were unique existences.

Take, for example, the Panlogical Machine at the Academy of Gleck.

Each First-Rank Miracle Construction was given a separate name, truly qualifying as legendary entities. Their owners were either huge corporations or royal nobility, and most of these constructions only transmitted a name, with their capabilities and appearances being top secret.

From the level of the Panlogical Machine, Chaoyang could infer that none of these First-Rank Miracle Constructions were to be taken lightly—they seemed more like powerful living entities, and their effects could even influence the world’s geopolitical landscape.

As for how those constructs came to be, the book did not provide an answer.

But at least one thing was certain: the constructs of the Old Continent had been nearly completely exploited, and the only choice to find new constructs was to explore new lands.

This view was also confirmed by Chaoyang in the book “The History of Radiant Fortress.”

In fact, less than three kilometers northwest of Radiant Fortress, there was a huge mine, where special ores required for the creation of man-made constructs were mined.

This mine was owned by Gaotian Mining Company, which was also the primary sponsor of the North City Police Station.

For Chaoyang, the previously vague world seemed to suddenly become much clearer.

Although there were still many uncertainties, a complete thread had now tightly connected the city he had seen with this unknown world.

This trip to the Academy had not been in vain.

Returning to his secret residence on Emerald Street, Chaoyang noticed a note stuffed under the door.

Opening it, there was only one line of handwriting.

“I have some leads on the matter you entrusted to me, please come to the usual place for a talk.”

…

Chaoyang resumed his detective appearance, ensuring no one was tailing him before pushing open the door at 375 Oak Street.

Walking into the living room, he saw not only Judy and Dane but also an unexpected familiar face.

Miss Jenny from the Yeni Temple.

She was still in her nun’s attire, with rosy cheeks glistening with fine sweat, suggesting she had taken time out of her busy schedule to come here.

However, Jenny didn’t know him, as he was merely a phantom back then, visible only to the participants of the Paradise game.

“You’re Mr. Zhao, the detective who cracked the serial murder case, right?” Jenny stood up immediately, bowing respectfully to him.

Chaoyang was slightly taken aback and looked towards the other two people.

“I’ve told Miss Jenny the gist of the events, please rest assured, she absolutely won’t leak our information to others,” Judy hurriedly explained. “After all, the item you entrusted is of great importance, and after much thought, I believed she was the most likely to be able to help you.”

“Miss Judy has done a favor for Yeni Temple, I’m thankful and far from thinking of reporting you two,” said Jenny earnestly. “I just didn’t expect that the people who broke into the temple that day were related to you. I thought they were mercenaries after fame.”

“How did you two meet, could you tell me?” Chaoyang still looked confused.

“Hehe, actually it’s simple, I’ve helped her report a few troublesome matters,” Judy said a bit embarrassed.

“If it were simple, the Jeddy brothers wouldn’t have been the only ones willing to publish it,” Jenny shook her head and turned to Chaoyang, “The temple’s funds were very limited in the past, yet the number of injured workers abandoned by the company kept increasing every year. We were nearly at a point of no return. Thanks to Miss Judy’s efforts in spreading the word, repeatedly reporting on the company abandoning injured workers and sparking widespread public discussion, Count His Excellency finally intervened, forcing the company to sign a medical contract with Yeni Temple. Our situation only began to improve with the company’s sponsorship.”

“It’s what I should do,” Judy rubbed her hands, “Compared to Mr. Dane, I can only report on accessible civil news.”

“But your reports have saved many lives,” Jenny quickly got to the point, “I’m aware of what Mr. Zhao wants. Honestly, if it weren’t for Miss Judy’s request, I definitely wouldn’t agree to this. After all… collecting bodies seems like… seems like…”

“Seems like something only those in a Heretical Cult would do, right?” Chaoyang smiled helplessly, already used to such misunderstandings.

“Of course, I know you’re not!” Jenny hastily said, “Otherwise, you wouldn’t have offered your help to Miss Judy and rescued Mr. Dane in such a dangerous situation. Yeni Temple indeed has the capability to provide fresh bodies, but doing so will bring us certain risks—the biggest issue coming from public opinion. If discovered, I would certainly not escape blame, and the reputation of our sisters would be affected.”

Chaoyang realized this meeting was a negotiation.

“I understand, what do you want? If it’s funding, I can pay for each body—”
“I don’t need money, I just want to meet someone,” the other party interrupted.

A person? That was indeed an unusual request.

Chaoyang asked with some surprise, “Who?”

“Qiang, Qiang Zhiyuan,” Jenny said in an awkward tone.

It took him several repetitions to realize she was talking about Zhang Zhiyuan.

“He is your man, right? The people who came to Yeni Temple that day to investigate the serial killings, they were all your subordinates.”

Hearing this, Dane and Judy suddenly showed expressions of discomfort.

Right, in their hearts, Zhang Zhiyuan had sacrificed himself in the blazing inferno of the theater. Chaoyang nodded thoughtfully, “Indeed, he is. But I have to ask, why do you want to meet him?”

“Qiang Zhiyuan’s friend… holds the secrets of medicine! I want to ask him for more information! No… all the sisters of the temple hope to learn from him!”

“What?” Chaoyang didn’t quite understand this time.

“It’s like this… he told me that boiling water can effectively combat the Scarlet Curse. I didn’t believe it at first, but when I had some free time, I tried it out and found the method truly effective!” Jenny became more excited as she spoke, “Later, I popularized this method in the temple, and within a single week, the mortality rate of critically ill patients dropped by thirty percent!”

Boiling water? Chaoyang faintly remembered, it seemed there was such a thing. However, because it was irrelevant to the serial killings, he hadn’t paid much attention to Zhang Zhiyuan’s idle chit-chat.

At this point, Jenny suddenly knelt on one knee, “I know this medical knowledge is priceless, certainly not something that can be exchanged for a few bodies, but I still hope to meet him, to beseech his friend to teach us those secrets. This act could save the lives of thousands, tens of thousands of people, so I beg you to grant this request!”