Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 128 - 119: Priest and the Little Boy

Chapter 128: Chapter 119: Priest and the Little Boy

"Is that so..." After listening to Pan Hao’s report, team leader Gregory’s brows slightly furrowed.

He too had noticed the uniqueness of Biaozi’s hide, his slender eyes glancing at Wang Hao.

But with his status, facing an animal skin that wasn’t a Strange Object, he wasn’t interested, let alone tempted.

He only cared about the "Youthful Eternity Spring."

This child of unknown origin definitely required thorough investigation.

Gregory walked over to another person and whispered, "Get ready, let’s proceed with the hypnotism."

Next, an old man, about sixty years old, stood in front of Wang Hao, hands folded in a cross, seemingly murmuring the "Gospel of Matthew."

The old man, dressed as a priest, took out a crucifix pendant, swayed it a few times, and made a very strange noise with his throat.

It sounded a bit like chanting, but also somewhat like the muttering of a mentally ill person.

"What’s this? A story between a priest and a little boy?"

Wang Hao was curious about what they intended to do.

Harmony God was watching closely; he didn’t believe the game developers would create a very twisted plot.

Then the next second, a message popped up on the screen.

[You have been influenced by hypnotism.]

[You close your eyes, entering a drowsy state, and with the continual recitation of the other party, you begin to think that they can be trusted.]

The character uncontrollably fell asleep.

Due to the state of unconsciousness, the game perspective switched from first-person to third-person.

And a crowd of people surrounded him, wanting to ask some questions.

So that’s how it is...

Wang Hao sighed softly in his mind, knowing that even with infinite chances to restart, feeling like a fish on a chopping board wasn’t pleasant.

"Sometimes, the teammates assigned by the game system aren’t necessarily real teammates. It’s more appropriate to see them as a bunch of pigs."

"In the end, one must rely on oneself."

This exploration team likely represented the bottom of Paradise; and this child character, the very bottom of the bottom.

Why should the bottom trouble the bottom?

"Ask him his name!" Gregory ordered.

"I don’t know." Under the influence of hypnotism, the character said his piece of information with a naive voice, seemingly sleeping peacefully.

I don’t know?

He doesn’t know his own name!

The people looked at each other in shock. This child didn’t have a name?

Isn’t he called Zhao Tiantian?

He didn’t have a name?

"Leader, the efficacy of hypnotism has marginal effects; sometimes things get forgotten." The priest thought for a moment, then provided a somewhat reasonable explanation, "He might have forgotten his name in his dream, so it became unknown."

I see.

After a while, the person checking the bags exclaimed in surprise.

"Leader... this, this is a Strange Object! A red ginseng, it’s a Strange Object! Hey, there’s also a mirror, some food..."

"This compass... it seems to be a Strange Object too! Such a strange construction, full of the cultural essence of the East."

"My God!"

The man caressed the compass affectionately; the letters of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches seemed to possess a magical power, pointing the correct direction no matter where it was.

It could fetch an exorbitant price at an auction just based on its aura!

"Who is he? He actually has two Strange Objects on him! And there’s also Biaozi’s skin, this skin is really beautiful, it could be sold for quite a sum."

Frenzy and excitement arose in the small temple.

The cracked Buddha statue, under the fierce flames, seemed to mock the crowd.

Wang Hao lamented in his heart that the Blood Ginseng in his bag had been found.

"I knew this would be the outcome."

The discovery of the Blood Ginseng and compass thrilled everyone in the exploration team, even Gregory, the nobleman, was greatly tempted.

Their perilous journey was for the sake of wealth, after all.

Without wealth, who would bother coming to this forsaken place?

Unexpectedly, within the first hour, they had discovered immense riches!

The Blood Ginseng, brimming with life force, even an ordinary person could sense its marvelous properties.

Eating this Blood Ginseng would surely greatly benefit one’s health!

With so many treasures before them, greed stirred in the team; if a Biaozi skin could suppress their greed, the value of two Strange Objects could unleash their darkest desires.

Their gazes towards the game character shifted.

"Who wants this ginseng? If no one wants it, we’ll auction it."

"I’ll take the compass; I just happen to need a decoration."

After a series of interest trades, in no time, these items were divided up.

Those who didn’t get anything received a hefty monetary compensation.

Everyone was happy.

The Biaozi skin was also stripped from the child’s body, leaving him chillingly exposed.

Only the guide, Pan Hao, seemed to feel a pang of conscience, draping a piece of clothing over the lying child, though he did no more than that.

Old Wang watched everything unfold as if he were watching a movie, his eyes rolling back incessantly.

Human nature is very complicated, Pan Hao who had accidentally killed him, had now become the most conscientious one...

Fine, I will just stay here and quietly watch you all court death.

Without me, how could you survive?

Huh.

Sooner or later, you would die.

"This indeed is the location of the Fountain of Youth. Only where the blood of the divine flows, such Strange Objects could be born!" Gregory’s pale face revealed a tinge of redness, "Open your eyes wide, look around, for every treasure found, there will be an extra bonus when we return!"

Team morale surged!

Next, they discovered that the identity of the child was mysterious, and the hypnosis and questioning continued.

"Do you have any relatives?"

"I have a grandma, and a... younger brother," the character answered in detail.

Wang Hao lost the anger he had at the beginning, instead, he curiously studied the plot and watched this group of fools courting death.

"Where are your relatives?"

"My brother has left... Grandma lives on the west side of the village."

"Where did this red ginseng come from?"

"From a neighbor."

What... what does that mean?

"And the compass?"

"Found at a neighbor’s."

Everyone gasped, their excitement causing them to goosebump – he really was from Taoyuan Village!!!

Thinking this, they shivered with nervousness; how could this damned kid seem just like any ordinary person?

Could it be that all the original inhabitants of Taoyuan Village were just ordinary people?

All the indigenous inhabitants are ordinary?

This was like a child walking through the market unaware of the gold in his hands; could it be that Taoyuan Village hid a massive treasure, an undeveloped gold and silver mine?

We’ve come to the right place!

"Keep asking him other questions," Gregory could hardly contain his joy, his eyes dancing with delight.

"Why did you run out and not go home? Shouldn’t you go back at night?"

"Because it’s dangerous here," the Main Character answered.

"What’s the danger?"

The character slowly began, "It’s very dangerous, grandma is dangerous, the old man is dangerous... there’s no safe place here."

His tone suddenly turned pitiful, "But I still have to come back, there are things that can only be done now; in the future, it would be difficult."

The atmosphere suddenly grew tense, and Pan Hao, who was on the side picking his nose, translated the statement with a twitching eyelid.

The explorers were baffled.

What was this guy talking about, did he think he was the savior?

But no matter what, this kid definitely possessed certain information.

The exploration team asked a very important question: "What dangers are there in the village?"

The character’s face turned pained as if he was reluctant to disclose these details.

Even Wang Hao, observing from the side, felt his heart rate pick up, even experiencing a strange sense of excitement, "If you reveal the answer, can you withstand it?! Pathetic exploration team!"

"Make him talk fast, the answer is very important," Gregory urged incessantly.

The Priest holding a crucifix began to calm the character, guiding the child into a deeper state of hypnosis.

Gradually, the child’s emotions settled, and he began to reveal more information: "Anyone influenced by it will come here, knowingly or unknowingly, it may be a kind of ultimate destiny."

Gregory’s face slightly changed, he indeed felt a mysterious sense of being called here.

"The ordinary people who come here unintentionally are just materials used to prolong its life."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly tightened!

The character continued to divulge information: "Looking at a mirror for a long time, you can see another side of this world..."

The ones studying the mirror froze.

This piece of mirror shard, also found in a bundle, looked ordinary, and they thought it might be something valuable.

"Its name is..."

The character slowly uttered the name.

Wang Hao, watching from a God’s perspective, grinned broadly, "That’s for trying to hypnotize me! Hahaha! Take your judgment!"

However, Gregory, the team leader, reacted quickly, immediately realizing this horror must not be communicated, "Stop! Stop the hypnosis, shut him up!! Make him shut up! Shut him up!"

But,

It was too late!

Suddenly, a loud scream was heard, "Mom... why are you here? Mom?!"

It was the European studying the small piece of mirror who first entered a state of low sanity, beginning to hold his head and babble incoherently.

His face turned extremely frightened, his muscles spasmed, his eyes bulged out like dead fish, pointing outside the temple, "Do you see my mom? Why is my mom here?!"

But no one answered him.

An indescribable chill filled the hearts of the explorers.

The rose pinned to their chests withered and rotted rapidly, the petals falling one by one.

Everyone was in poor mental condition, their vision dimming bit by bit into a twisted crimson. Under a chaotic arrangement of lines, the world turned into an abstract painting.