IBO -Chapter 123 Everyone’s Wishes

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Next, Su’er led Song Yiran and the others for a leisurely stroll around Qingge Waterfall. As the sun gradually set, the sky darkened, and the waterfall echoed with a gentle lullaby.

Wave after wave of deep yet beautiful melodies lingered around everyone’s ears, and countless tourists took out their light-brains to record this wonderful moment.

After that, they once again boarded the Feifei Flowers. This time, their destination was the Tree of the Elves.

Stars rose into the sky, and the tranquil night spread across the horizon.

In front of the Tree of the Elves was a large plaza, brightly lit and filled with tourists and elves alike, along with all kinds of small stalls.

The Tree of the Elves grew incredibly tall, with an enormous canopy. Its golden branches covered nearly half the plaza.

The entire tree was golden—its glittering trunk and leaves looked incredibly luxurious!

At the center of the plaza stood a platform made of vines. On the platform sat a large basin filled with golden leaves, surrounded by many tourists taking photos.

On the other side was the wishing line, with many visitors queuing up to make wishes before the Tree of the Elves.

Su’er led everyone to line up as well, and while waiting, she explained the platform they had just seen.

“That platform is the Elven Platform, and the basin on it is the Elven Basin. The leaves inside are naturally shed by the Tree of the Elves every day.”

“These platforms are maintained by professional elves, and the leaves in the basin are replaced daily. Each leaf is washed and air-dried before being placed inside.”

“This is a traditional ritual of Karen Dir. It’s said to strengthen the connection between Karen Dir and the Tree of the Elves.”

“And at some point, a saying started circulating on the StarNet—that after making a wish to the Tree of the Elves, if you take a photo of the leaves in the Elven Basin, your wish is more likely to come true.”

Then Su’er turned and explained the wishing ritual itself.

“The wishing ritual is very simple. You just need to sincerely make a wish in your heart while facing the Tree of the Elves.”

The children listened in amazement, then began asking questions all at once.

“Big Sister Su’er, is it effective to make wishes here? Do wishes really come true?” Song Buli tilted his head curiously.

Su’er didn’t answer directly, instead giving a vague response. “Well… they say it’s very effective!”

“Big Sister Su’er, why can the Tree of the Elves make wishes come true?” Song Chiyu asked curiously.

“Because the Tree of the Elves has lived for a very long time, people believe it’s a magical tree—magical enough to grant wishes. Maybe it really is magical.”

Song Yuexin asked, “Big Sister Su’er, have you ever made a wish to the Tree of the Elves?”

Su’er smiled, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. “I have—and more than once.”

“Then did your wishes come true?” Song Xiuhu pressed.

Su’er narrowed her eyes with a smile and raised her left index finger to her lips. “That’s a secret~”

Soon it was their turn. The children stopped asking questions and hurried over to the Tree of the Elves to make their wishes.

Song Buli: I hope I can live together with everyone forever! And I hope I’ll grow a little taller next year!

Song Xiuhu: “I hope we can all stay together forever and never be separated! I also hope my drawing skills can improve even more!”

Song Fu: “I hope my big brother will like me a little more! I hope everyone will never be separated! And I hope that when I grow up, I can defeat the entire universe and be unbeatable!”

At this moment, Song An also came out. Facing the Spirit Tree, he made his wish: “I hope I can become stronger than that silly sweet one! I hope big brother will like me a little more!”

After finishing his wish, Song An handed control of his body back to Song Yang. Song Yang then made his own wish: “I hope I can always stay together with An’an! I hope everyone at the nursery will never be separated!”

Song Chiyu: “I hope everyone at the nursery can be happy every single day!”

Song Xianyue: “I hope everyone will never be separated and can live happily together forever! I also hope that in the future I can eat a whole lot of food in one go, just like Fifth Brother!”

Song Yuexin: “I hope I can always, always be together with everyone and never be separated! I hope my drawing skills can improve even more!”

Song Yinyun: “I hope everyone in the nursery can live happily!”

Xiao Zhong’er also made his wish: “I hope I can be with Song Yiran forever! I hope Song Yiran will always be happy! I hope all of Song Yiran’s wishes can come true! And I hope I can gain the favor of the great God of History!”

Song Yutu also made his wish: “I hope all of Big Brother’s wishes come true, I hope Big Brother stays healthy and safe. I hope I can become Big Brother’s favorite little brother!”

Song Yiran: “I hope everyone’s wishes can come true! I hope I can grow up together with my younger brothers!”

Su’er: “I hope my business venture succeeds, and that I can receive praise from His Majesty! I hope His Majesty is safe year after year, and that everything goes well for His Majesty!”

After making their wishes, everyone strolled around the plaza. As they wandered, it soon became time for dinner.

There were many food stalls set up around the plaza. All kinds of tempting food aromas filled the air, teasing the visitors’ taste buds.

The children were drawn to a stall selling chuanchuanxiang. The pot at the stall was divided into countless small compartments, each holding several skewers.

Inside the pot were all kinds of skewers: classic knotted kelp, tofu skin, scallion tofu, orchid-shaped skewers, sausages, fish balls, fish fillets, hot dogs, chicken strips, pork loin, crab sticks, chives, enoki mushrooms, explosive beef balls, and more.

The slightly cool evening breeze brushed against Song Yiran. In front of him was steaming hot chuanchuanxiang, and he suddenly felt an illusion—as if he were no longer in interstellar space, but back on Blue Star.

His thoughts quickly returned to reality. Xiao Zhong’er had already started eagerly picking out his favorite skewers.

Song Yiran smiled and then told the younger brothers to go pick theirs as well.

Su’er went to a nearby stall to buy food; that stall was selling malatang.

Several tables and chairs were placed in front of the chuanchuanxiang stall. Song Yiran led everyone over to sit down. The owner put the skewers they had chosen into bowls one by one and then brought them to the table.

At this moment, Su’er also came over carrying a large bowl of malatang. Everyone immediately reached out with their “evil claws” toward the food in front of them.

Song Yiran picked up an orchid skewer and took a bite. Mm! The familiar taste! A very classic street-style chuanchuanxiang flavor.

Come to think of it, throughout their journey in Karundel, most of the food they had eaten was the same as that on Blue Star.

Not to mention the familiar snack stalls he had seen in Karundel—chuanchuanxiang stalls, malatang stalls, cold noodle stalls, and all kinds of familiar dishes.

If his guess was correct, all of this must have been promoted by Wang Hu in Karundel.

Song Yiran tentatively asked Su’er, “By the way, are all the foods we’ve eaten along the way traditional Karundel cuisine?”

Su’er shook her head. “Not really. Most of Karundel’s food now is made according to the recipes promoted by His Majesty.”

She gestured to the food in front of them as an example. “For instance, the chuanchuanxiang you’re eating, the malatang I’m eating, and even the desserts we had at the Colorful Orchard this afternoon—all of these recipes were promoted by His Majesty back then.”

“Besides these recipes, His Majesty also promoted various crops, such as rice, wheat, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and so on.”

“She also promoted recipes related to these crops—rice can be made into steamed rice and rice noodles, wheat into flour-based foods, sweet potatoes into sweet potato noodles, and potatoes into potato noodles.”

“She even taught us small techniques for raising livestock and poultry, like how to build pigsties, how to free-range chickens, how to graze cattle, and so on.”

As she spoke, Su’er’s eyes began to sparkle. She said with a face full of admiration, “Even though His Majesty has said that these things and recipes are not her own inventions, we will never overlook the effort and dedication she put into them.”

“When His Majesty vigorously promoted all of this in Karundel, her actions benefited countless citizens and provided jobs for many people. His Majesty truly governs diligently and loves her people!”

Su’er then launched into another round of enthusiastic praise for Wang Hu—her words elegant, her expressions vivid, her gaze sincere.

The children were already dumbfounded. They ate their skewers while listening to Su’er praise Wang Hu.

This was the second time Song Yiran had witnessed Su’er praising Wang Hu, so he wasn’t surprised by the scene at all.

From the moment he brought up the topic, he had already prepared himself to listen to Su’er sing Wang Hu’s praises.

Song Yiran quietly ate the skewers in his bowl, thanking Wang Hu in his heart as he did so.

Sister, thank you! If it weren’t for you, I might never again be able to taste the familiar flavor of street food in interstellar space!

Song Yutu was fully focused on eating. He still had a task to complete tonight!

Just thinking about having to use dyed flower powder to create a Kalen flower pattern on his body gave him a headache.

But he had already figured out where to put the pattern—he planned to choose a spot that others couldn’t easily see.

After much consideration, he finally decided on the space between his toes.

After all, the task didn’t specify how big the Kalen flower pattern had to be; a tiny one would do.

And the space between the toes was extremely hard for others to notice. Putting the pattern there would be the safest!

Song Yutu had already finalized his plan. Once the Spirit Song Festival began, he would find a sugar-eating little elf among the crowd and “snatch” their candy.

This “snatching” didn’t necessarily have to be real—it could be a fake snatch.

He could first find a little elf who was eating candy, then offer some credit points and ask the elf to act out a candy-snatching scene with him. That would still count as snatching.

He absolutely couldn’t bring himself to truly steal candy from a little elf! No matter how bored he was, he wouldn’t do something so lacking in principles!

After the Spirit Song Festival ended, he would take advantage of the crowd dispersing to quietly fly up to the top of the Spirit Tree and pick a leaf.

Perfect timing—today Su’er had given each of them a flying device. As long as he flew a bit slower, everything would definitely go smoothly!

Then, after returning to his room at night, he would secretly use the dyed flower powder to draw the Kalen flower pattern between his toes.

What a flawless plan!

Xiao Zhong’er paid no attention to anything outside the window—his entire focus was on the skewers in front of him. He gobbled them down enthusiastically, his short little hands moving so fast they left afterimages.