Snap!
Death snapped her fingers, and two sofas appeared in the space, along with a grand piano beside them. Everything was exactly the same as when Jiang Hao had left last time.
Death sat down on a sofa and asked with interest, "How did you die this time?"
Jiang Hao shrugged and sat beside her. "I blew up the entire base and killed everyone—the doctor, Ajax, Sandstorm Woman, and those guards who were always tormenting me. I feel much better now."
The ghostly flame in Death's eye sockets flickered, and then she chuckled. "Yes, I saw them. Thank you for the gifts."
"It would be even more perfect if we had a glass of wine to celebrate right now," Jiang Hao said.
Snap!
Death snapped her fingers again, and a coffee table appeared before them, holding a bottle of red wine and several glasses.
"Truly perfect."
As he spoke, Jiang Hao stood up, picked up the bottle, and opened it. Smiling, he said, "If I ever run into Aladdin's Lamp, I'll ask him to give me your finger-snapping ability. Then whenever I want something, all I'll need is a snap, and it'll appear. That would be awesome."
"Who is Aladdin's Lamp? Is he powerful?" Death asked.
Jiang Hao poured the wine and told Death Aladdin's story. After listening, Death smiled. "Even if you really met that genie, he probably couldn't grant that wish. At most, he's a minor deity, an extremely minor one. He doesn't have the power to give you that ability."
The two clinked glasses and drank.
"Sing 'Gloomy Sunday' for me again. I didn't get enough of it that day," Death said.
"No problem."
Sitting before the piano, Jiang Hao began to play and sing the melancholy song. His voice was beautiful. Death tilted her head as