The little girl in the story longs for "roasted goose" and "Christmas tree" in the midst of snow and ice—things that could save her life. Yet these are beyond her current capabilities, so her wishes remain unfulfilled. In other words, the limitation noted in Note 1 is that wishes cannot directly resolve difficulties that currently exceed one's own capacity. For instance, Zhang Yuanqing is currently being pursued by the King of Fear. He lights a match and wishes: "I want to escape the King of Fear's pursuit immediately!" This wish will not come true. Wishes such as "I want the King of Fear to die on the spot," "I want to become a half-god instantly," or "I want to possess an object capable of countering a half-god"—which directly address the problem but still surpass his current abilities—will also remain unfulfilled. However, he can reframe his wish in a different way, such as: "The General of the Women suddenly arrives and saves my dog's life." The probability of the General's sudden arrival exists, she possesses the strength to save him, and there is a clear reason for her to intervene. This does not exceed Zhang Yuanqing's own capabilities. However... Note 4 states: While wishes will certainly come true, not every wish will be fulfilled. This note refers specifically to the limits of the item itself. During the Saint's stage, rule-type items cannot influence semi-divine or sovereign-level beings; similarly, wishes that transcend the item's inherent limits—such as "I wish for the sun to explode" or "I wish for the end of the world"—cannot be realized. The Marshal can step in to overcome the limitation of Note 1, yet cannot bypass that of Note 4, thereby wasting a precious opportunity to make a wish. "What if the wish is simply that I wish for a transmission seal to immediately appear inside the jade box? Will such a wish be realized?" Thinking on his feet, Zhang Yuanqing opened the small drawer lit by the match, finding only three matches inside. He drew one out and struck it. A soft hiss of smoke rose, and a bright, clear flame sprang up like a bean. Zhang Yuanqing, speaking in a low, earnest tone, made his wish: "I hope that immediately, a transmission jade token appears inside the jade box." The flame suddenly brightened and swiftly consumed the matchstick stub. This signaled that his wish had come true. Zhang Yuanqing quickly retrieved the transmission jade box from his inventory, opened the jade lid, and saw a transmission jade token resting quietly within. "Excellent! From now on, whenever I encounter a senior figure without any sealing or enchantment abilities, I'll be able to use this move to escape." Zhang Yuanqing was delighted. He then took out the second matchstick and thought quietly: "I certainly can't hope for the Marshal to arrive at my presence completely naked—such a wish is impossible. Hmm… what about a wish that involves no high-ranking presence, yet has nearly zero probability of fulfillment?" "Click!" He lit the matchstick and made his wish: "I hope to win the lottery with a prize of 5 million yuan." The Queen was not an employee of the lottery company, so her chances of winning were zero. The flame instantly brightened and swiftly consumed the matchstick stub—his wish had been fulfilled. Zhang Yuanqing felt a surge of energy. It now seemed clear that as long as the wish didn't involve a high-ranking figure, didn't exceed the limits of the item itself, and stayed within the constraints listed in the notes, even a wish with a probability of zero could be fulfilled. That's what a rule-based item truly is. At this moment, only the last spark remained inside the matchbox. In the fairy tale, when the little girl lit the third match and saw her grandmother in heaven, it actually signaled her own death. The third match could indeed be used to make a wish, but at the cost of death—should I compel someone else to make a wish, it would be that person who would die, since this is a rule-based item, not a causality-driven one. Following this logic, if I use the shadow body to make my third wish, could I then make three wishes in total? Yes—first, I need to resolve the cost stipulated in Note 5. Zhang Yuanqing tucked the matchbox into her pocket and stepped out of the room, knocking on the queen's door. In the bedroom, where the scent of a woman's body lingered, the queen wore a sports bra and loose pants, her long legs resting on the table, performing a single-arm push-up as part of her strength training. Upon seeing Zhang Yuanqing enter, she lifted her damp, graceful face. "Lord?" "Queen," Zhang Yuanqing said, "Could you please buy a lottery ticket for me? The numbers should be random, but you must be the one to purchase it. If we win, we'll split the prize equally." "Oh..." The queen withdrew her long legs, picked up her phone from the table, opened the app, and asked as she went, "Just this one?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't respond immediately. He waited until she selected a ticket at random, generated a sequence of numbers, and completed the purchase, then said: "I can also grant you one more wish—any wish you'd like, as long as it's not too much." "Then, kiss me." "???" Wait—did you not hear the last part? Don't make it too much... Zhang Yuanqing's expression grew stiff. Then, without control, he leaned forward and gently kissed the queen's lips The queen stared in astonishment, frozen in place. "There's more? You can still fulfill one more wish." "A French-style wet kiss?" "...Hmm." Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing opened the door, turned and walked away without a word. The queen curled up on the bed, her cheeks flushed, holding her chest, gazing blankly ahead. Fortunately, only two wishes were required. If it had been three, Guan Ya would have grown grass on her head—then she'd never pay the queen again; instead, she'd go straight to the young green tea, who loves to talk a good game but is fundamentally timid. Hope the queen doesn't tell Guan Ya... As his thoughts turned, Zhang Yuanqing summoned a transcendent-level shade spirit. After examining his face and confirming no signs of bloodshed, he directed the shade spirit to light a match. "What shall be the third wish?" He watched the bright flame, lost in thought. There's no need to test for the high-tier existence—wishes with zero probability have already been verified. Within the influence range of wishes of the same tier, the props are already present... Why not try to gather more wishes through wishes themselves? For instance: "I wish the matches immediately refresh." Hmm, if that wish comes true, the matchbox would surely become a marvel—yet the celestial judgment will never grant it. Zhang Yuanqing's mind sparked with a bold idea: Could he influence the Spiritual Realm? "Given the Spiritual Realm's stature, the matchbox likely cannot make an impact—though not necessarily. What if the wish doesn't disrupt the Realm's normal operations? What if it's only mildly beneficial to the Realm, but greatly advantageous to the Realm's practitioners?" More experience points? More props? A wish to increase merit points? Zhang Yuanqing quickly pondered these possibilities. Finally, just as the flame was about to fade, he uttered his wish: "I wish the members of the Departed to complete their tasks today." The flame that was on the verge of extinguishing suddenly flared brightly, then went out. The wish... has come true. The extraordinary-stage corpse erupted in a brilliant blaze, transforming into a radiant torch and turning to ash within a short time, its scent of burning flesh filling the air. Zhang Yuanqing's eyes widened instantly, "It's successful?!" Why had it succeeded? Was it merely a coincidence that the faction members had just returned today? Or had the power of the matchbox, transmitted through the spiritual realm, influenced the characters within the quest—Guanyu and the others? "Indeed, rule-type items can affect the spiritual realm. The resurrection of the Mother Goddess's Womb is a prime example. When a spiritual realm traveler dies, their character card is reclaimed by the realm itself. However, those revived within the Mother Goddess's Womb retain their character cards—effectively reclaiming them from the realm." "In other words, as long as the wish meets certain conditions and is not suppressed by a more powerful force, the matchbox can influence the spiritual realm. The concept of higher-tier power suppression refers to modifying one's moral value—a wish that underlies a causal-type item. As he pondered, a spiritual realm notification echoed in his ears: 【Clan Spiritual Realm — Lin'an Ghost Market Anecdotes, Entry No. 092 has been fully explored. Clan members will return in thirty seconds.】 The wish took effect; the clan members were on their way back. Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of his bedroom and waited in Guan Ya's room. Moments later, the tall, well-proportioned mixed-race girlfriend materialized within the room. She wore ancient short-fitting martial attire, stained with dirt and blood, with several tears and patches revealing the inner combat uniform beneath. Her long, wavy hair was slightly oily and not particularly clean, as though she hadn't combed it in several days. Her complexion was pale, and though her eyes were bright, they held a visible trace of exhaustion—clearly having endured days of intense struggle, with multiple near-death experiences. "Back?" Zhang Yuanqing approached and embraced her. "Almost died in the副本..." Guan Ya pressed her chin against his shoulder and briefly recounted the events. The副本 of *Ling'an Chronicles of Strange Tales* wasn't particularly complex—mainly involved investigating a series of odd incidents, where smaller cases gradually revealed larger ones, and minor bosses led to the emergence of major ones. With the help of the patrol officers, the team successfully eliminated several prominent figures from the martial arts circles who had been entrenched in the spirit market. Not complicated, yet extremely challenging—especially given the strength of the opponents. The main boss, a Level 6 early-stage plague deity, nearly caused the entire party's total defeat. Nearly every member had come close to death, but thanks to the deep reserves of the guild—adequate healing items and life essence supplies—no one had to make the ultimate sacrifice. While not as thrilling as the experience in Mo Sect's mechanical city, it was far more grueling. "By now, you're able to ensure survival in A-level副本," Zhang Yuanqing said, feeling deeply satisfied. He reached out and gently squeezed Guan Ya's翘臀. "Go take a shower. I'll be sending you a gift shortly." "Guan Ya hadn't taken a bath for several days—her scent now blended with sweat, blood, mud, and moss—far from pleasant. The Guan Ya's Return from the Dead Guild Group. [Xia Hou Ao Tian: Huh? Without me, the main character, how did you all manage to survive the A-level raid?] [Red Chicken Brother: Thank goodness you didn't enter the raid—otherwise, it would have been you who perished.] [Xia Hou Ao Tian: Are you mocking me? Do you know what status I hold now? You, this crude Fire Master. Someone like you—someone so unimpressive—I could have easily dispatched with just one of my bodyguards.] Among the group, only Red Chicken Brother consistently fails to give the protagonist the benefit of the doubt, always offering honest remarks that cut straight to the core. Xia Hou Ao Tian deeply resents this unthinking Fire Master. As the two were about to argue, the Guild Master, Yuan Shi Tian Zun, timely interjected: [Yuan Shi Tian Zun: @Red Chicken Brother, why haven't you taken a bath yet?] [Red Chicken Brother: I'll drink the soup first The first thing normal people do when entering a raid is take a shower and notify their superiors. Red Chicken Brother’s first move, however, is to drink soup. [Red Chicken Brother: Here’s some good news—I’ve reached level 5, and I’m collecting more gear. I feel like in a few years, I’ll be able to fight my grandfather.] After completing S-tier, B-tier, and A-tier raids, he finally reached level 5 and entered the mid-phase of the Saint rank. At that moment, the world buzzed with excitement: [I’ve just finished my shower. I should be level 5 after another raid. Our guild is officially entering the level 5 era—this raid has been a solid success.] [Sun Miaomiao: Isn’t the level 5 era supposed to be the biggest lie of this century? Oh, soaking in the bathtub is absolutely refreshing!] Sun Miaomiao stepped in with a witty remark. [Sun Miaomiao: @Tianxia Guihuo, is it really just five minutes for a straight-laced guy to take a shower? I need at least forty.] [Tianxia Guihuo: In fact, just three minutes are enough—I also brushed my teeth and changed In his view, the purpose of bathing is simply to wash away the dirt—three minutes is enough. Wasting time on bathing is a foolish endeavor, and it's hard to comprehend women who spend over thirty minutes in the shower. Zhang Yuanqing turned his head to glance at the bathroom, listening to the sound of water flowing, wondering whether he should invite Guan Ya to join him for a bath, since the bathtub had been unused and thus was also being wasted. [Rei Asa: Hmm, I can't get through to the teacher. Mom says the officers from the Chihaku group haven't returned yet from the Go-Go Alliance. Is the Yuan-Shi King still visiting the Go-Go Alliance this year? Will there be any exchange events?] Rei Asa also posted a photo of the hot spring, indicating that she was currently enjoying her bath. [Xia Hou Ao Tian: For heaven's sake, don't ask—just drop this topic (angry).] He sent a series of ten "dying" emoji messages. The members of the group, originally immersed in the joy of gaining experience points and collecting items, were now all paying close attention to Rei Asa's messages. Seeing Xia Hou Ao Tian's intense reaction, 【Hong Ji Ge: Xiahou, so down about this, does that mean the Wu-Xing Alliance suffered a crushing defeat?】 【Sky of Fire: Given his personality, if the Wu-Xing Alliance lost, he'd say: Without my personal involvement, how could it be anything but a disappointment? The supporting cast would lose face—exactly to highlight my own triumph.】 【Sun Miao Miao: Oh, so it's him who lost! Not quite—after all, he's only a Level 6 early-stage scholar, not qualified to engage with the elite of Tianfa.】 【Zhao Chenghuang: Stop just chatting in the group—go check the forum!】 He sent a "I'm already tired" emoji.