Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters! -
Chapter 104 - 97: The Existence of a Behind-the-Scenes Boss
Chapter 104: Chapter 97: The Existence of a Behind-the-Scenes Boss
"Unless what?" Wang Hao’s heart stirred, and he asked curiously.
On a theoretical level, he did indeed fall short of the official personnel, and he was very interested in hearing more.
"There are several different possibilities."
Smith replied, "The first is that these monsters’ ’rules’ are simply imitating human gluttonous behavior, so they possess some semblance of human common sense."
"It’s not rare for creatures to mimic humans; there are quite a few. They won’t eat anything humans don’t eat; feces isn’t on the human menu, so naturally, they avoid it."
I see.
"The second possibility is that they were once human and have retained a tiny amount of human thought. That’s why they seem to have a bit of wisdom..."
Wang Hao nodded slightly, "I think the second hypothesis is more likely because the fat lady we first encountered was wearing the clothes of a sanitation worker with the words ’Environment Protection’ on them."
"The huge creature that just passed by may have been wearing a security guard’s uniform, only it was stretched taut."
"They were quite possibly human when they were alive. They might even have been the original staff of this mall, only we don’t know why they turned into monsters."
"Is that so?" Smith’s eyes widened as he suddenly thought of something.
The terrifying notion made his whole body stiffen.
Wang Hao said, "If that’s the case, it means these Gluttons were indeed infected from humans, but they’re only low-level minions."
"In this area, there must be a true source of infection, transforming normal people into Gluttons."
"Uh... no wonder these Gluttons don’t search the sewers, since in human common sense, sewers couldn’t possibly contain food."
With this line of reasoning, Wang Hao said somewhat excitedly, "If we kill this source of infection, we might be able to return to the real world!"
Discussing this, Anthony Smith’s whole body tensed, sweating profusely, he couldn’t help but grab a handful of his hair, "Impossible, Zhao... how do we kill the source of infection?"
The Holy Water Talisman, a prop on his body, couldn’t even deal with low-level "Gluttons"!
Let alone the real source of infection!
What’s the point of all this?
Even if HQ sent an elite force, without any information, it would be very difficult to deal with these things.
Wang Hao couldn’t help but laugh, he liked it when situations escalated like this, and he even faintly felt that this source of infection was also just a low-level minion, and that behind it—there was an even bigger boss!
In any case, killing this source of infection would definitely yield a high completion rate in the Game!
"Thinking of making a big move, Mr. Smith? Solutions are always thought up by people."
"Guarding a stump waiting for rabbits is pointless."
Smith felt desperate inside, such talk of a source of infection almost drove him mad, but he couldn’t deny, the other party’s reasoning was very correct...
The prostate was violently stimulated, producing an urgency to urinate, while his filthy soul was sprinting toward the path to Heaven.
Once he left the sewers, he would meet his dearest God!
It’s not that my consciousness is low, but my body is out of control.
Oh God, Smith, you really are a timid groundhog! You should spend your lifetime hiding in the sewers!
Amidst this internal conflict, Smith’s face looked positively wicked and wild.
"Ah Smith, whether you follow me out or continue to stay here, it’s your choice." Old Wang shrugged.
"I’ll go with you... to find the source of infection!"
Anthony Smith suddenly clenched his teeth, not understanding why he would say such words, only clutching the protective talisman in his pocket.
Better to follow Zhao Ritian, the much stronger one, to hunt the "source of infection" than to passively wait for death with ordinary people.
Wang Hao found it amusing, "Good, a wise choice, but before that, we need to prepare a little; cut the food into as small pieces as possible."
"What other tools do you have? Bluetooth earpieces, miniature cameras, and the like. Get them all out. Your organization surely isn’t so poor as to lack these resources."
"Yes, there are some." Anthony Smith pulled out a pair of earpieces from his small backpack, "They have a battery life of 30 hours and can communicate effectively within a kilometer. I also have ropes, medicines, daggers, miniature cameras, and other tools."
Wang Hao nodded, preparing himself, then slowly poked his head out of the sewer.
After confirming there was no immediate risk nearby, he gently leapt out, returning to the surface of the mall, moving stealthily against the wall.
Soon after, Smith also jumped out, following behind with trembling steps.
Wang Hao whispered into the earpiece, "Now we can’t find the mastermind source of infection; we need to figure out how to kill a Glutton. If we can kill one by conventional means, it would make things a lot easier."
"You can’t use your talisman; that is your last lifeline."
"But they immediately retaliate when attacked. They move very fast and are extremely strong. We can’t withstand their counterattack," replied Anthony Smith.
"It’s okay, if we attack from a distance, they might not realize it’s humans attacking them... Can you try shooting?"
"It’s highly unlikely to work." Smith shook his head, "Idealist creatures rarely have vulnerabilities like heads or hearts, they don’t fear injury, they don’t fear pain. Unless you can get an anti-tank missile to blast them to pieces."
Climbing up the thick water pipe, Wang Hao made it up in no time; the Physical Ability of Human Peak made scaling a building not too difficult.
Anthony Smith watched, stunned—this Zhao was truly fierce!
Whether it was courage, analytical skills, or physical prowess, he was far beyond a normal person.
Well, climbing a building barehanded, for a professional, it was indeed possible.
But regardless, Mr. Zhao’s performance was impressive enough to remind Smith of his own superior, an A-level Investigator in the Mysterious Bureau.
There always seem to be incredible people in the world who can find a way to survive in desperate situations.
Perhaps today, he could really pull off something big?
Thinking this, Smith was shaken by a sensation of frantic trembling.
"Come on up, don’t just stand there!" Wang Hao dropped a rope.
With the rope’s help, they both made it to the second floor.
The first and second floors had originally housed a comprehensive shopping mall encompassing a supermarket, clothing stores, and accessory shops.
But now, without power, the interior was in disarray, covered with shards of glass and wood chips. The food in the supermarket had already been plundered by the Gluttons, even the vending machines had been completely smashed, and all of the food inside had been looted.
The sky was red, in the powerlessness of the blackout, a profound hallway that seemed to stretch to infinity was faintly illuminated with a red glow, as if it led to the deepest recesses of Hell.
"As long as we don’t encounter the source of the infection, it shouldn’t be a problem."
Wang Hao had cut the Snickers Energy Bar into tiny pieces in advance. Even if they encountered a Glutton, they could use it to protect themselves.
As for what to do if they came across an "incredibly powerful," "dark super-god," "face possibly covered in tentacles" infection source...
Well, he hadn’t quite figured that out yet. As long as he could run faster than the Smith next to him, there shouldn’t be a problem with survival, right?
If all else failed, dying was just that – dying.
After all, to clear this "game" in one life, some luck was needed.
He proceeded forward with unwavering calm.
Smith followed right behind him, matching his steps and trying hard not to make any noise, even holding his breath.
The deeper they went, the darker it got. A mere step away from each other and they could barely see one another.
Reluctantly, they had to turn on their phone lights to see the environment around them.
"There must be some supplies left in such a large mall."
"Chen Xinyi must be hiding somewhere. If she’s smart enough, she would deduce, like I did, that the Gluttons rely on their sense of smell to find humans."
"The best hiding spots would be... the restrooms?"
Just then, Smith couldn’t help but speak under the pressure, "Where are we headed?"
Wang Hao responded, "We’ll search for anything we can find, even if it’s just some bottled water. Do you know how to pick locks?"
Being trained for such tasks, he promptly nodded, "Yes, ordinary locks are not difficult to open! I have tools in my backpack."
"Then let’s focus on searching rooms that haven’t been opened."
Wang Hao picked up a plastic basin that had been crushed underfoot, "I want to check the restrooms for water. There should still be some clean water in the pipes. Getting some water would be a considerable gain."
Smith nodded earnestly, indeed, water was extremely important.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly!
Wang Hao’s body trembled as he heard the sounds of heavy, rapid footsteps. At the same time, Smith, following behind him, showed a panicked look.
"Something’s coming!!!"
The dust rose in a flurry.
A fat uncle with a face covered in grease streaks charged around the corner, like a heavy-duty truck bursting from the darkness, overturning the debris on the floor once more.
The Glutton ran up to Wang Hao with blood-red eyes fixated on him and began to beg for food, "I’m so hungry, I’m so hungry! Give me something to eat, please!"
From the sound of the footsteps to the appearance of this uncle, it all occurred in less than two seconds.
In that time, he had sprinted a distance of at least 30 meters!
Wang Hao took a deep breath, staring intently at the newcomer. Was this an infection source?
It seemed... not to be.
Whether the other had intelligence was yet to be determined.
He tried to negotiate, "Uncle, where are you from? Do you have kids at home?"
This Glutton was two meters tall, probably weighed 300 kilograms, and it was a mystery how such a huge body could run so fast... peculiar things truly defy logic.
Judging by speed, humans were no match, and even Bolt would likely be easily caught if he were on the scene.
"Uncle, how’s business today?"
Wang Hao clearly didn’t expect the Glutton to answer; he was just engaging in casual conversation, maybe it could awaken some human nature in his adversary?
After asking twice, the uncle had no reaction.
He shifted the topic, "There’s a famous dish from my hometown called ’pork intestine sashimi.’ I wonder if you’re interested, uncle?"
It seemed like the uncle understood the word "dish" and got somewhat agitated, shaking slightly, and the black hole of his mouth appeared to widen.
But "pork intestine sashimi" wasn’t really on the human menu, so it wasn’t too provocative.
"Is it really relying on common human knowledge?" Wang Hao pondered with a notion in his mind.
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