Chapter 611 - 179: The God Who Creates Happiness_5
"No problem. Your hair will no longer trouble you."
After completing the ritual and extracting the girl’s misfortune into a bottle, her hair began to grow thick and smooth.
As a result, she became confident and happy.
She was already pretty, but her thin hair had made her feel deeply insecure.
After becoming prettier and more confident, she immediately felt that her current boyfriend was no longer a match for her. She believed she could pursue better prospects.
Thanks to Morioka’s abilities, she was always happy and soon got a new boyfriend. Taller, more handsome, richer, and even more like Morioka.
But as mentioned before, if someone is happy, someone else must be unhappy.
The man who lost his girlfriend, and the woman who had her boyfriend taken away... they were the sacrifices for this happiness.
But people do not care about the unfortunate.
Because people desire happiness, their attention is always focused on those who are happy.
Morioka’s fame grew increasingly larger.
More and more people in Tianmu Village sought out Morioka.
The most famous incident was the regeneration of a lost limb.
Villager Ishihara Shunpei, who had lost a leg, actually experienced limb regeneration after Morioka performed a miracle.
However, by then, Hujiang had already begun experiencing numerous urban legends of monsters and spirits...
So in the current Hujiang, even the miracle of limb regeneration didn’t seem particularly noteworthy.
The end of the world was approaching, and more and more strange events were occurring in various places.
Only the people of Tianmu Village lived in happiness.
Gamblers had the luck to win everything.
Balding girls had hair as lush as anime heroines.
Villagers who had lost a leg now had limbs that allowed them to walk briskly.
And it didn’t stop there—
Morioka’s miracles kept unfolding.
Tianmu Village’s misfortune gradually disappeared.
Parents with disobedient children told Morioka their troubles, and overnight, the children became obedient and exceptional, admired by parents everywhere.
A man complained about his girlfriend falling for someone else, and after Morioka absorbed his misfortune, the girlfriend suddenly had a change of heart and devoted herself to him.
An older programmer, laid off from his job, received an offer from his former company the next day, not only avoiding layoff but also getting promoted twice.
The black liquid in the bottle grew increasingly abundant, and the number of happy people grew correspondingly.
The reincarnation of the Celestial Eye God, the deity of luck, Morioka Immortal, the savior...
These titles were bestowed upon Morioka. The Morioka Family’s mansion grew larger and more luxurious.
One afternoon, Morioka was in his mansion, gazing at the bottle that was three-quarters filled with black liquid, feeling a faint sense of unease.
"It’s okay, my limit certainly isn’t just this, right?"
"I can achieve even more, right? This is my happiness! My happiness is to bring happiness to more people!"
"This is the purpose of my life!"
These words seemed correct, but for some reason, as he said them, the divine expression on his face vanished, replaced by a sinister look.
At this time, many people began to visit Morioka.
They came with gifts, and with the various rewards of their newfound happy lives, to express their gratitude to Morioka.
They praised Morioka, kneeling and worshipping him like a deity.
Seeing this, Morioka’s worries about the black liquid completely dissipated.
He no longer thought about those bothersome matters and instead said joyfully:
"I am so happy."
A number "1" appeared deep within the creases of Morioka’s palm.
But Morioka did not care about this, unlike Yoshida Koki who always carried a sense of "self-deprecation" and "inferiority."
Morioka’s unique background convinced him that he was the one who could bring happiness to others.
He firmly believed he was the incarnation of a god, and all the strange events happening to him were not reasons for reflection, but proof of divine miracles.
However, deep in his psyche, in the place called a dream...
The "absolutely calm" Wen Xishu had figured out the truth of "happiness" through observation.
"I see, I seem to understand the secrets of Renkou Village."
But this time, he did nothing. He was just waiting, waiting for the right moment to uncover the truth.
Wen Xishu did not have to wait long.
Because pain arrived as scheduled.
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Node 02.
If not for that pain, in this node, Morioka would find a way to prevent the black liquid from overflowing.
He would slowly transform from the Immortal of Tianmu Village to the Immortal of Hujiang.
Gradually, all the misfortune from Hujiang would be absorbed by him.
Hujiang would become a happy city, and through his efforts, the whole country would become a happy nation.
Of course, by Node 03... perhaps Morioka would become a savior in the truest sense.
The god who saves the world.
As the nodes progress, they increasingly defy reality.
Just like at the beginning, the absurdity in Yoshida Koki’s life was merely a mentally challenged person achieving normal exam scores.
But gradually, he even became the Wise of this world.
The absurdity became more and more extreme.
The same happened with Morioka.
From making the people in the village happy initially, it gradually escalated to making the whole world happy.
Everything should have been moving along this absurd path—
But at this moment, the curator at the pain auction far away finally began the pain transfer process.
As Morioka was about to head to District 11 in the center of Hujiang to bring happiness to those tormented by urban legends...
