Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 136 - 127 Lead the Expedition Team to Grandma’s House

Chapter 136: Chapter 127 Lead the Expedition Team to Grandma’s House

Golden brown bread encased crispy, tender chicken meat that was slightly chewy, numbing yet not wooden, spicy without dryness, leaving a lingering fragrance in mouth. Just the aroma itself was enough to make one’s mouth water.

This was the legendary and famously delicious Golden Spicy Chicken Rice Burger!

Paired with a soda, he devoured a burger gleefully.

"Delicious!"

He patted his belly, feeling half full.

He could eat another one.

But, eating a late-night snack was already unhealthy...

Eating too much was even worse!

He gave up the thought.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he seemed fairly spirited but it was already past midnight.

Wang Hao muttered to himself, trying to convince himself, "I should go to sleep."

Brain: No, you don’t want to, go play "Game."

Wang Hao: "I seem to have promised not to pull all-nighters gaming anymore. Afterward, there’s just endless emptiness and loneliness, Wise Man Mode."

Brain: Delicious alert! You’re full, go meet those demons and ghosts! Yummy, slurp, yummy, slurp!

Old Wang turned his head, glancing at the game helmet.

Somehow, he had been a bit irritable just moments ago, but now he had calmed down...

Brain: You’ve prepared so many strategies, aren’t you going to play properly? Wasn’t all that effort a waste?

Wang Hao: "Eh, why is the helmet out of battery? Never mind, sleep, sleep."

Brain: Connect it to the power, can’t you still play?

Old Wang: "..."

He plugged in the power and charged the game helmet. The blue charging icon on the helmet began to blink.

Brain persisted, rampantly delivering tirades: What, you’re so weak and still acting tough? Even the mystical ancestors couldn’t save such a loser like you. You’ve played "Game" for ages without grasping it, still thinking of writing strategies, lazy bum!

Wang Hao suddenly jumped up from the ground, accepting the series of outputs from his brain: "Darn it! I promised before...but, just this once! Just this once! I’m doing this to prove I’m not a loser, not just to play the game."

"So, next, with this information in hand, I will ignore moral factors, everything just to pass the level."

"Alright, organize my thoughts and play properly once, if I can’t pass the level, I’ll just go to sleep!"

After making this resolution.

Comforting!

Comforting!

He settled back into his chair and put on the helmet.

A new cycle began once again!

From the distant white mist, waves of excited yet subdued voices approached.

"The fog has cleared! The fog has cleared! Haha, we found the place!"

"There is a temple by the river bank, inscribed with the words ’Ganlu Temple’...just like in the books!"

Listening to these familiar lines, Wang Hao couldn’t help but crack a mysterious smile.

He could recite the script, and even predict the actions this group of people was going to take next, all exactly.

Multiple prior attempts had proven that this team of purely vicious characters was indeed the "Game" system’s assigned ineffective companions.

These teammates were trouble; if he didn’t interact with them, they would all be killed by the "red-dressed entity" the next morning and disappear without exception in the long river of history.

Even if he tried to help them, this group of people was extremely suspicious, almost totally unreliable, and could turn the situation south in a minute.

"That is, the death of these fellows, in fact, is an inevitable choice in history."

"What’s most important now is information, without sufficient information, it’s impossible to pass the level. So, let’s try some new possibilities!"

"Lead this expedition team to ’grandma’, see what happens! Will they fight, or live in peaceful coexistence?"

What a brilliant idea!

Wang Hao licked his dry lips, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Who exactly is grandma?

Why did grandma raise "me and my brother"?

What’s the combat ability of grandma?

Grandma’s relationship with "Li Xianfeng" comrade is still one large mystery so far.

Now with the help of the expedition team, it seems...there might be a chance to solve these mysteries?

"Grandma, I’m about to bring people over, please accept my gift!"

Thinking this, he put both hands to his mouth, forming a horn shape, and shouted on the river bank: "Hey—hey, people over there! Can you hear me?"

Seeing a kid shouting at them on the river bank, all the expedition members were on high alert, tense in spirit, fearing an eerie assault.

A suspicious-looking kid, suddenly stepping out from a temple, coupled with "Taoyuan Village" possibly being a ghost village, the thoughts were tinged with an extremely creepy implication.

Beams of flashlight from the speedboat shone over, illuminating the pale, thin face of a child.

"There’s a kid ahead, and he’s greeting us? Leader, what should we do?"

Wang Hao continued to shout, "Hey—people over there, can you hear me?"

"You should not be here, please go back! We in Taoyuan Village do not welcome outsiders; go back, it’s about to get dark."

"Hurry back!"

Pan Hao, the expedition guide, with a rapidly beating heart, turned and said, "He says their village does not welcome outsiders. He wants us to leave before dark!"

"He might be a native from here!"

Learning that there indeed were indigenous people in the area boosted the spirits of the expedition team, causing some excitement.

The presence of indigenous people was naturally a great thing, a tremendous boon!

As long as they did everything possible to maintain good relations with the natives without violating local taboos, their chances to access the Fountain of Youth would greatly increase!

If the natives could survive here, so could they!

Indeed, adapting to local customs was very important while exploring unknown parallel worlds; numerous predecessors had revealed the importance of this.

Do not ask why, nor be curious; many customs were formed at the cost of the locals’ lives.

No matter how strange the customs might seem, just follow them.

With cautious thoughts, Gregory squinted his eyes and asked quietly, "Is he really a human? Take a good look."

Pan Hao replied, "He appears to be human... dressed in an animal fur cape, carrying a bundle on his arm, not very tall, probably less than one meter thirty."

"Hmm, this cape seems to be made of tiger skin, but not quite like it, is it a rare animal?"

The speedboat slowly approached the shore, and Gregory took a rose flower from his pocket and picked up a delicate little box from the deck.

"Take these small gifts to our little friend over there, be friendly about it."

"Understood."

Pan Hao stepped down from the speedboat, handing over the rose and the iron box to Wang Hao, displaying a smile, "Little buddy, we lost our way and have been wandering around here, not knowing how to get out. These are gifts for you."

① Accept the gift

② Reject

③ [ ] (Custom option)

Wang Hao chose ① [Accept].

Seeing that the rose hadn’t wilted, the expedition team was slightly relieved.

It seemed that this child was ordinary, likely a human.

The small box contained some chocolates, shiny glass marbles, and a sugary drink.

Even the packaging of the box was extraordinarily intricate, carved with lifelike roses, clearly a lot of thought had been put into it.

These gifts were almost universally effective in gaining goodwill from the tech-less natives.

Humans are far easier to fool than strange creatures!

"This is called chocolate; it’s edible, and it tastes great!" Pan Hao was the first to open a pack of chocolate beans from the bag, popping a bean into his mouth and closing his eyes in enjoyment.

Wang Hao mimicked the action, picking up a chocolate bean and placing it in his mouth.

Text popped up on the screen: "You really like these sweet foods, your face showing a happy smile."

Oh, so there was a happy smile.

Wang Hao was enjoying such treatment for the first time.

"Are you a local? What is your name?" Seeing the child enjoying the food, Pan Hao tried to look kind and gentle, "Is it tasty?"

"My grandma told me not to eat things given by strangers!"

Putting the chocolate bean back into the box, the child’s expression turned wary again.

Pan Hao awkwardly smiled and rubbed his rough hands, "No worries, we are not bad people... These are gifts for you; keep them and you can eat them later or share with other kids..."

"Don’t rush, don’t rush, there’s also this glass marble, you can use it to play. See? It’s even more transparent and shiny than gems."

Even resorting to saying "we are not bad people" shows how nervous this guy was internally, how much he wanted to please the child.

After so many rounds of reincarnation, Wang Hao felt oddly invigorated.

It turns out pretending to be a native has so many perks, hilarious!

I kindly want to uplift you, yet you are all suspicious and want to control me.

Humans, what can I say.

Sometimes they are very timid, even more so than mice, always thinking of running away at the slightest disturbance; sometimes they are terrifyingly bold, especially when faced with great benefits, their greed can make them ignore all risks!

They really are a paradoxical combination.

But I have to admit, the phenomenon of having a thousand facets to a thousand people is quite interesting.

Many outstanding achievements come from bold gamblers, tiptoeing, hearts racing, taking steps in a life-risking gamble.

Without these bold and mad gamblers, humans might forever be trapped in their comfort zones, unable to see through the fog to more unknowns, unable to expand their territories.

"Oh... thank you so much." He feigned a surprised look, accepting the gifts, but said, "You better leave quickly, my grandma says outsiders cannot enter the village, and they really dislike outsiders!"