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Chapter 853 Miracle

 In the huge supermarket, Helen even saw bicycles. The sign said they were for customers only, which meant that bicycles were even needed to move around in this huge store. It was already so big that it was unbelievable.

"What is this?" Arthur asked again. He is a curious baby and wants to know about things he doesn't know.

Helen looked at the bath towel in Arthur's hand speechlessly, unable to complain. This man didn't know anything: "Mr. Arthur, here are daily necessities. I want to go deeper and see. You can ride a bicycle."

What?"

"A bicycle?" Arthur became happy: "I don't know how, but I think I can learn it soon."

Is the place where Arthur lives in Antarctica?

Arthur didn't know how to ride a bicycle, and Helen didn't believe that Arthur could learn it in a short time, so the two of them walked in in the end.

There are even road signs along the way, which is amazing. Where are the shops? It’s like a city of goods.

As she walked, Helen stopped because she had arrived at the gem area. Yes, it was gems. Beautiful gems were placed carelessly on the shelves, and customers could pick them up and look at them for themselves.

Helen was frightened. Jewelry stores are not so arrogant. Are they really not afraid of thieves? Moreover, Helen also saw a gem as big as a fist, priced at one million pounds, which was really cheap.

The deeper she went, the more surprised she became, because in addition to gems, there were also various lost treasures, artworks, and antiques piled on the shelves of the store for free. Helen was already stupid. She felt that even if she reported these, it would be useless.

No one would believe it, so it became an urban legend, because it is too exaggerated and has exceeded human cognition. If Helen hadn't seen it with her own eyes, if someone had told her that there was a place where gems and art were piled up for free,

She would never believe it.

Therefore, there are not many such exaggerated legends in urban legends, because rumors will spread only if someone believes them. If no one believes them, then the rumors will not be rumors and the rumors will not spread.

"Is this Van Gogh's lost sunflower?" It's amazing that something like this that has been missing for hundreds of years can be found? Who is the owner of this store?

"I must see you." Helen continued walking inside.

I saw the remains of a broken ship, which was written on it as the remains of Noah's Ark. I continued walking and saw the Ark of the Ten Commandments, the Longinus Spear, the Shroud, the Sword in the Stone, and the dagger that stabbed Caesar to death. If not every one of them

Everything was explained, and Helen didn't even know what they were. At this time, she was dumbfounded, her expression was numb, and her lips remained open.

Although Arthur is a wizard, he also knows the magic and power of these items, and many of them are even made by wizards. For example, Arthur's sword is a magic sword forged by the elf in the lake.

Another example is Merlin, who is also a very famous ancient and powerful wizard in the wizarding world. The Merlin family is still the greatest member of the wizarding world even now.

Not only that, there is even the skeleton of the red dragon that protected King Arthur, which is displayed in the store with a clearly marked price, so you can buy it back.

And in this magical area that I don’t know how to classify, there are still miracles.

On the deepest white wall, there is a button in the most conspicuous place, which says: If you want to get something, you must pay the same price. This is equivalent exchange.

Helen and Arthur both stood in front of the 'Miracle', which was at the bottom of the supermarket. They didn't know how long they had been walking. Anyway, they were very tired, tired and thirsty now.

The 'miracle' is actually very simple, it is just a button, and the slogan of equivalent exchange is just above the button.

Gudong, swallowing her saliva, Helen had the urge to press it down.

Arthur was also curious. Even wizards are not omnipotent, but people who can collect so many ancient magic props are definitely unusual. Maybe there are special magic props that can help people realize their dreams.

"I'm going to press it." Helen slowly stretched out her hand, and the tip of her index finger had already touched the button.

Arthur was also very nervous. He was afraid that a wizard would appear. He put his hand into his arms and already held the wand. If there was danger, he would take action.

The crisp sound of click means that Helen has pressed the button. Both of them hold their breath and wait for the change.

Will her wish come true? What will she lose? Helen thought that her wish had come true after pressing the button, so when she pressed the button, she kept thinking silently that she wanted to keep a pet.

But that's not how this button works.

"Hello, welcome to call human service. How can I help you?"

Dead silence.

Helen only felt that all the feelings she was brewing were unnecessary. The other party gave her a hard slap in the face. Isn't this just a call button for human service? Damn it, why is it so mysterious? Look, there is nothing around, and the whole body is red.

The button is mysterious and attracts attention at first glance. What's even more outrageous is that there is something like 'equivalent exchange' written on the button, which makes people stunned. In the end, love is just a human service?

What the hell?!

Helen felt like she was being played.

"Uh..." Helen was speechless at this time and didn't know what to say at all: "Um, I, I want to fulfill a wish."

"Okay, I don't know what type of wish you have? Career, marriage, health, or something else?"

Let me go, Helen doesn’t know how to complain at all. This is just an ordinary human service. How can anyone fulfill other people’s wishes like this? They all say it’s a wish. Does it matter what type it is?

"What's the difference?" "Don't they all come true? There is no difference in any wish."

"Oh, there is no difference, but we need to file it so that it is more convenient to classify and record it. Can it be convenient for customers to fill in the form later?" This manual service is Tessa.

I walked over, and Helen had nothing to say. Listening to the service attitude that seemed to be commonplace, it was like she didn't take other people's wishes into consideration.

"Please look at the wall in front of you." The white wall turned out to be a screen, and now a large form appeared. Helen found that her profile picture was already on the wall: "Just fill it out with your fingers."

This was in the 1980s, and the public had never seen a touch screen, let alone such a sci-fi wall touch screen.

Could it be aliens? Helen suddenly thought of this possibility.

The form contains your name, gender, nationality, date of birth, and even ID number, family members, and whether you are married. It is exactly like applying for a document from a government department.

Forget it, Helen still had nothing to say, so she quietly filled out the form, which included the types of wishes. Helen filled in her career, hoping to get a column.

But under the wish, Helen needs to write down the price she is willing to pay.

Helen was in a dilemma now. She didn't know what she had to give.

"What should be entered in the price?"

"The lifespan of your loved ones, your life, your luck in life, or your own body organs. Of course, if your wish is very ordinary, you only need to pay some money."

After hearing this, Helen immediately erased her wish. She didn't want to pay the price. It was too terrible.


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