Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 114 Chasing the Moon

After returning from Chengxiao Mountain, Mo Wunian also took some time to visit the research institute. Without needing any help from others, he skillfully operated the machines to examine his entire body.

I breathed a sigh of relief after repeatedly confirming that my frequency was gradually stabilizing, and I even had some free time to go for a stroll in the city.

Meanwhile, the Moon-Chasing Festival was drawing ever closer, and the borderlands were filled with celebratory lanterns.

After all, this Moon Chasing Festival was a celebration of defeating Narushiki, and a weight that had been pressing on the people's hearts for so long was finally lifted. Naturally, they wanted to take this opportunity to vent their frustrations.

While strolling around the city, Mo Wunian naturally learned from others that in the days leading up to the Moon Chasing Festival, everyone would go to Peach Blossom Village to pray.

It is said that there is a wishing tree there that always grants wishes; praying under the tree, throwing your wishes into it, and then hanging them on the treetop has become a custom in Imaizumi.

He might have believed this claim when he first came into this world, or before he received his ascension.

But since he was already there, he figured he might as well make the best of it. Everyone here believed this explanation, and he felt awkward saying anything. After all, it was just writing a wish on a piece of paper; he didn't have any particularly grand wishes anyway.

All I need is for the people around him to be safe.

Moreover, Chao has been much more lenient with him lately; now he only needs to say hello when he goes out. Although the silk thread on his wrist hasn't been untied yet, he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Moreover, if it weren't for that thread, it's questionable whether he could have found his way back amidst the temporal turbulence—

"Okay, now all we have to do is put it in."

"I just want peace and safety, surely that's not all I can ask for?"

Mo Wunian stood under the wishing tree, casually tossing the envelope in his hand into the tree hollow, and sighed as he looked at the large tree.

"Sigh...having too many memories is a bad thing."

"I remember back when we were still on the taboo against inflammation, I brought that child here every year for treatment."

"It's not exactly effective, but it's also quite effective in some ways."

"At least Ji Yan is alive and well now, isn't he?"

"Speaking of which, should we go see him...? After all, I heard him say not long ago that he's going to be guarding the frontier for the next year..."

Although he's only 22 years old this year based on the time he traveled to, if we consider the time he could spend wandering around at other points in time...

He's probably over fifty years old.

He's so old for such a young age; his life has certainly been quite interesting.

"Alright, alright, the purpose of this trip has been achieved. We can discuss any plans later. Now it's time to go back to sleep."

"Of all things, sleeping is the most important."

He stretched and prepared to head down the mountain, but after only a few steps, he saw a small red robot flying erratically through the air before hurtling straight towards him.

"?"

Then, in the next instant, he snapped his fingers, and time seemed to freeze. He slowly walked over and pulled the small robot, which was still trying to dart around in the air, into his arms.

"...Is the sheer volume of data causing a temporary inability to process it all?"

"It still feels a bit contaminated... It's a shame there's not much equipment here, otherwise we could fix it for you right now."

"...Judging from its appearance, it seems to be heading towards the wishing tree. Perhaps there's a way there?"

After a quick check to confirm the cause of the loss of control, he immediately restored the time he had paused. Seeing that the robot in his arms seemed to still want to fly around, he gave it two hard slaps, and it instantly became obedient.

LOL, you don't actually think he's going to get knocked down by a robot again, do you? He's at least got pretty much control over space and time now, so this kind of thing isn't going to cause any trouble.

Mo Wunian was surprised that he would encounter something like this just by going out; he felt his luck was truly extraordinary.

Logically, shouldn't it be the wanderers who encounter this kind of thing?

I retraced my steps and calmed myself to sense the frequencies around me. This time, I indeed sensed a familiar face.

"Xiangliyao? You're here too?"

"I didn't see it just now."

"Collection... Error... Parsing failed... Little Pa, lost, danger... Xiangli... Help, help!"

"Mo Wunian... fierce... fierce..."

The robot in his hands, upon seeing Xiang Liyao, grasped at a straw with all its might, breaking free from Mo Wunian's grasp and flying towards him.

Despite being a mechanical creation, someone seemed to see a wronged expression on the screen.

"?"

"Sorry, there's a slight malfunction with the small car. Please leave it to me... Please wait a moment."

"Conduct a self-check"

"Command initiator: Xiangli Yao, authentication passed, proceeding to the 231st self-check... Self-check failed..."

Mo Wunian, having recovered from the shock of being accused by a robot, walked over to Xiang Liyao and, looking at Xiao Pa who had clearly failed the self-check, asked...

"I encountered it on my way back. Based on my judgment, the amount of data collected was too large, causing data turbulence, and there might even be abnormal data mixed in."

"Can it be fixed?"

"Little Pa...is good...don't...tap me..."

"Don't...don't..."

Seeing that Xiao Pa was about to fly away again, Xiangli could only smile helplessly. He pulled a "rope" from the back of the little robot named Xiao Pa, connected it to the terminal in his hand, and even comforted the frightened machine creation.

"It's okay... Little Pa, don't be afraid..."

"Mo Wunian is a very good person, don't be afraid..."

Mo Wunian felt utterly helpless, realizing that the reason Xiao Pa was so afraid of him was because he had patted her a few times on the way here. He crossed his arms, stared at the camera being repaired, and shook his head.

"Your little robot is quite intelligent. So, have you found anything?"

"Do you need help?"

After Xiangli's intervention, Xiaopa quickly returned to normal and spun leisurely in the air.

"Self-check...no abnormalities, but Little Pa feels so full..."

"That should solve the problem, but you're right, there is indeed some abnormal data."

"Thank you for bringing him back, Mo Wunian."

After quickly dealing with Xiao Pa's problem, Xiang Li turned to Mo Wunian and nodded gratefully.

"It's nothing, just something I did."

"Speaking of which, I haven't had a chance to thank you yet for helping me stabilize the frequency."

"It was really troublesome at the time."

"No, no, no, it was just a small thing I did. It's my honor to help the hero who saved Imaju..."

"I didn't do that... I was just taking advantage of the situation..."

"No, I've heard things about you, there's no need to be modest..."

"..."

After a battle of mutual flattery, Mo Wunian finally succumbed and, looking at the man before him, accepted his defeat.

"Don't stand on ceremony... the hidden hero behind the scenes..."

"I can't talk anymore... I need to rest for a while..."

On his way home, he encountered a machine and praised its owner, but despite his best efforts, he could not defeat it.

"...Excuse me, do you need some water? I'll go get it..."

"No, no, let's talk about Xiao Pa first. It sounds quite serious from what you just said."

"Is it related to a wish?"

He shouldn't have argued with a man like that. He can't win an argument with him, and he has such a nice personality. It's really his problem.

Xiangli nodded when she saw Mo Wunian like this, then turned around, pulled the small handkerchief down from the air, and handed it to him.

"Yes, the Little Pain Moon Treehouse was born. It can interpret the emotions people feel when they make a wish and analyze and record the structure of their wish in a unique way."

"For it, each wish has a unique flavor; it's its way of understanding the world."

"...However, until we investigate and resolve Little Pa's situation, Moon Tree House will probably have to suspend accepting wishes."

"If Mo Wunian is here to make a wish, I can temporarily receive your wish on Xiao Pa's behalf."

Looking at the little robot in his arms, he truly hadn't expected such a small robot to be so useful. A smile appeared on its screen, indicating it didn't hold his previous actions against him. Mo Wunian nodded in satisfaction.

But the next moment, he heard Xiangli Yao's words, frowned, and looked at the somewhat helpless person in front of him.

"I already made a wish before I came, so I don't need one for now."

"But suspending the acceptance of wishes... this matter still has a significant impact, doesn't it?"

Is there anything I can do to help?

After all, he remembered that Chao hadn't made a wish yet; he'd been busy completing quests these past few days.

Although he didn't understand why the creator of the prestigious Imaizu would take on a quest, he was certain that the wanderer had a deeper reason for doing so.

The thought that this tree holds different meanings for many people must be very disheartening if we were to stop receiving wishes.

Not to mention those who have already made that wish.

When Xiangli heard that Mo Wunian had offered to help, she blinked in surprise, but then turned her head slightly and lowered her gaze somewhat embarrassedly.

"I'm glad you're willing to help, but is your health condition permissible?"

"Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you...? I can manage on my own..."

"There are still many people waiting, and besides, I've really had nothing to do lately, so there's no need to worry about me."

He walked over and patted the person in the photo on the shoulder, giving a nonchalant smile to reassure them.

Since the other party had said so, Xiangli looked at the person in front of her, closed her eyes, and smiled slightly.

"I understand, thank you..."

"While I also think this matter is indeed very necessary, I think it's necessary for me to know, right?"

"You agree, right... Mo Wunian?"

Just as the two were about to go down the mountain to discuss things, Mo Wunian suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and the voice of another familiar face appeared behind him.

Turning around and looking at the wanderer who had appeared behind him without him noticing, he realized that he had been too careless lately, not even noticing how quickly the other person was getting closer.

Of course, he felt it was still necessary to explain the situation to the other party.

"Is the tide here to make a wish too?"

"That was part of it, but more than that, I wanted to see what the person who abandoned me was doing."

"...?"

Is he misunderstanding something, or is there something wrong with what the other person is saying? It feels like we're catching someone cheating.

And this doesn't seem to be the first time!

"You're a wanderer, huh? If you've come to make a wish, then I'm truly sorry."

"Little Pa encountered some problems recently, and Moon Tree House has temporarily suspended accepting wishes."

"Mo Wunian and I were just about to go and take care of this. Does the Wanderer want to come along too?"

Xiangli Yao had indeed not expected the wanderer to be here. Looking at Chao, whose eyes held a somewhat complicated expression, she turned around, but her gaze remained fixed on Mo Wunian to the side.

tide:……

"...Let's work together. When a problem arises, it should be resolved as quickly as possible, shouldn't it?"

"More people, more strength."

"Besides, I've actually been standing here for a while, and I heard what they were saying just now."

"That's wonderful! With the addition of the wanderers, the progress will surely be much faster."

"...It's really quite good."

The wanderer felt a sense of unease looking at Xiang Liyao, but couldn't quite put his finger on why. It wasn't until he saw Mo Wunian standing behind the other man, clutching a small handkerchief, that he seemed to understand.

He frantically tried to signal to Mo Wunian, who was still lost in thought, but the man was so engrossed in the robot in his hand that he didn't notice the drifter's anxious gaze.

Mo Wunian: This little robot has a pretty good range of expressions, it's just a pity that the data is corrupted, but it can still be used after some repairs.

Little Pa: (?˙▽˙?)

Xiangli Yao: (＾w＾)

Drifter:（▼へ▼メ）

"In that case, please come with me to the prayer stall. I will explain the situation to you there."

"Let's go, Mo Wunian."

Xiangli didn't say much. He turned around, took the small handkerchief from Mo Wunian's arms, and then very casually prepared to take the other's hand to go down the mountain together.

This series of actions finally angered the wanderer beside him. Seeing that Mo Wunian was completely unaware of Xiang Liyao's behavior, he finally couldn't hold back and grabbed the silk thread on the other's wrist, forcibly pulling him to his side.

"Tide? What's wrong?"

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you feel me when you suddenly pulled me?"

"..."

"tide?"

"...Mo Wunian, you really are a blockhead."

"?"

Hearing the words squeezed out almost through gritted teeth from the person next to him, the person known as "Wooden Head" was genuinely confused. What was wrong with the person next to him again?

And why is he so dense? Although he's never been in a relationship before, he considers himself quite adept at handling matters of the heart.

This is truly baseless slander.

Xiang Li observed the atmosphere between the drifter and Mo Wunian, then lowered his gaze thoughtfully before speaking.

"If you two have anything else to attend to... you can come back later."

"After all, this matter should have been my sole responsibility, and it shouldn't have involved the two of you."

"It's nothing, it's just that the person next to me... well, maybe, perhaps something's come up, but it won't affect anything."

"Let's go, it's better to resolve this sooner rather than later."

After pondering why the person beside him was sulking without finding an answer, Mo Wunian saw Xiangli's expression and quickly offered words of comfort.

Then they selectively ignored the people around them.

After hearing what the other person said, Xiangli looked up at Mo Wunian, blinked gratefully, and nodded, looking like a pampered ragdoll cat.

Of course, if one cat is favored, it means another cat is forgotten.

Because it wasn't very good at being affectionate, the black cat could only watch helplessly as Mo Wunian was lured away: (making a sound of disgust)