As soon as Magic lamp flew in front of him, Leo grabbed it without any hesitation. His gaze was quite curious about this strange flying thing but didn’t have a shred of caution.
As soon as he grabbed the magic lamp, he noticed a piece of paper tied loosely around it as if it was intentionally placed for him to see.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Leo untied the string and opened the instruction paper to read. Before he could read more than a few words, he furrowed his brows as if he didn’t understand anything.
"System, do three-year-old kids know how to read? What the f*ck are you doing?"
Michael saw Leo frowning and assumed he couldn’t read. A three-year-old not knowing how to read wasn’t strange. If he could read, then there was a ninety-nine point nine percent chance he wasn’t actually a child.
[What the hell are you worried about? I don’t do pointless shit like you. Since I made this instruction sheet, of course the chosen one can read it.]
The system’s words bombarded Michael’s mind like a bomber plane. If he still couldn’t confirm Leo’s identity by now, then he was a f*cking idiot.
Leo could naturally read the words written on it. Curious, he followed the instructions and rubbed the magic lamp three times.
Immediately the lamp shook and released a stream of magical smoke. Michael, who was inside and had no way to control it, was pushed out with only his upper half visible.
Thanks to this fantastical appearance and half his body floating in the air, Michael now looked much more like a god.
"Who are you?"
Seeing something happen, Leo immediately put distance between himself and Michael. He stared with a vigilant gaze while preparing to punch Michael in the face if he felt he was dangerous.
???
Suddenly being stared at with such a suspicious look made Michael confused. He remembered when he met the genie. He didn’t look like he was about to fight like this.
"Hey, calm down. I’m a genie. A benevolent god who specializes in granting wishes for the chosen ones."
Of course, "benevolent" was added by Michael to polish his own image. He felt that introducing himself like this might make the wisher a bit less wary of him.
"Grant wishes?"
Leo furrowed his brows and asked doubtfully. He had never heard of anything like this before, so he couldn’t believe it right away. But he had also never encountered a strange existence like Michael, so he couldn’t be sure either.
"Exactly. I’ll give you one wish. Wish for whatever you want. I suggest you try a lollipop. I can make you a sweet snack. If not, I can make you a wooden sword to be a knight."
It wasn’t that Michael was stupid, he just wanted to try his luck a bit. Leo was certainly not a child anymore, but who said an adult couldn’t wish for a wooden sword or a piece of candy?
"Wait for me a moment..."
Leo suddenly spun around and ran behind a tree, then immediately took out a sword... To be more precise, it was a crappy piece of iron forged into a sword shape, but it looked very crooked and wasn’t sharp at all.
"Isn’t this way better than a toy wooden sword? Are you really a god? What kind of god can only grant such trashy wishes that even a kid could make? And after I wish, what do I have to pay?"
He waved the sword around as if he was about to chop it straight into Michael’s face, but he had no intention of swinging. His tone was far too mature for a three-year-old child.
This level of caution wasn’t something you’d see in a child who hadn’t experienced much of the world. Looking at Leo’s actions, it seemed like he was just messing around, yet he didn’t overlook any important detail within his ability.
"Hmph, wish for whatever you want, but only one thing. I’m a kind god, so of course you get to wish completely for free. Don’t slander me with whatever random thoughts you have."
"So..."
Leo was about to ask something when Michael suddenly interrupted, not giving him a chance to speak.
"Don’t think about cheating to get more wishes. The free talk time is over. If you want me to keep talking, it’ll cost you one wish. Reasonable price: one wish for one answer."
Michael mimicked the old genie, using a slightly arrogant tone like a superior to avoid looking embarrassed. Besides, if he didn’t do that, Leo would probably keep asking him forever before making a wish.
???
Leo really had his eyes opened this time. He had never met a god before, but the first god he met talked so irresponsibly like this...
He was smart enough to understand that making a wish was still better than not making one. Even if it didn’t come true after wishing, it wouldn’t matter.
"I want to become the king of the world!"
With a try-your-luck mentality, Leo declared loudly. At the same time, his gaze intently watched every expression on Michael’s face.
???
Who am I? Where is this? Could it be that the genie’s ears have the effect of altering the wishers’ wishes?
Michael was stunned by Leo’s wish but was forced to agree by a strange power. He tried to resist but realized that whenever he had the thought of resisting, that thought kept getting worn away until it was gone.
’F*ck! What kind of bullshit wish is this? I’ve never even been class president, and you want me to help you become the king of this whole world?’
Inside, he was screaming madly, wanting to curse out eighteen generations of Leo’s ancestors. His face now no longer held any calmness, replaced instead by reluctance and helplessness.
"Fine. I’ll try my best."
Uttering this sentence, Michael felt like all the strength in his body was gone. Of course, this was just a feeling brought on by his psychological despair.
At this moment, he could already see his future, which was nothing but pitch black. If he wasn’t trapped for ten years, then he’d be trapped for a thousand.
Even though he inherited god-level talent, Michael understood that becoming the king of the whole world with just strength alone wasn’t enough.