Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 137 - 128: Are You Ready?

Chapter 137: Chapter 128: Are You Ready?

"Your grandma lives in the village?" Pan Hao wasn’t disheartened and kept asking leading questions.

At the same time, he was squeezing a hand-cranked flashlight, making it shine bright.

"Hmm, she lives on the west side of the village, just over there."

Wang Hao nodded, then added in a low voice, "I have to go back now, it’s getting dark. Otherwise, grandma will scold me. There are terrifying monsters that come out at night."

"I really must go home now, goodbye!"

The sky had already darkened.

Hearing about the lurking terror, the group had little doubt.

That needle-prick-like pressure was always there, even the skin was cold, pores tightened, and the Sixth Sense strongly signaled that something genuinely terrifying was present in this place.

But what to make of this child’s remarks?

They were oddly unsettling.

Though all he said seemed ordinary, it gave one chills, making the heart race uncontrollably.

Gregory had been listening all along, thinking. He understood Chinese to some extent but wasn’t very good at speaking it.

Was he really just an ordinary child?

Pan Hao grew anxious and dared not forcibly take the boy: "Leader, he’s going home, what do we do... follow him?"

"Or try to make our way to his home?"

Wang Hao also knew that dispelling their doubts wouldn’t be easy; after all, "Paradise" was too extraordinary a place.

To trust a stranger so rashly was simply naive.

The adventure team wasn’t strong, but they had some experience.

Suddenly, Wang Hao’s hand trembled!

The bag he was carrying fell to the ground.

The knot on the bag happened to come undone.

The "Blood Ginseng" rolled out from inside.

"Oh no, that’s dinner for tonight!"

He exclaimed, quickly bending over to pick it up, and placed the Blood Ginseng back into the bag.

But the scene had already been witnessed by the adventure team.

The totally blood-red ginseng didn’t look like something ordinary, but a real Strange Object.

Something that in the outside world would have people fighting tooth and nail for, a single root could sell for tens of millions, even billions!

Guide Pan Hao took a deep breath, instinctively stepping back, his head slightly overheating.

What... what is this?

A vast fortune laid out before them, hearts pounding "thump thump," adrenaline rushing, blood circulation quickened.

He even doubted his own eyes until he saw the astonishment on his companions’ faces, confirming he wasn’t mistaken.

Not just him but everyone else felt the same.

Such a precious Blood Ginseng in the hands of a mere child, even falling to the ground and getting soiled, was simply extravagant waste!

This bewildering feeling spurred an absurd impulse.

They considered themselves from a civilized society, yet combined, they might not amount to the value of this single ginseng.

"This is an untapped virgin land! It contains immense wealth!!"

Gregory’s pupils dilated, his body trembling slightly, feeling like Columbus discovering a new world, unfathomable riches coming his way.

"Paradise" was paved with Gold, and some little brat actually could eat Strange Objects for dinner?!

Seizing this fortune, his fame could spread across the world, to be remembered throughout history.

"Hold on, must restrain! This must be the true source of the Eternal Spring Water, hiding untapped gold and silver mines. What we’re seeing now is merely scraps; the real treasures lie ahead."

Gregory even turned his head and spoke in Italian, "Can we use hypnotism on him? But, please, don’t accidentally harm him."

The Priest in the team shook his head, "Leader, using hypnotism could take several hours, and by that time, it will be deep into the night. If his relatives come looking for him... or some creatures find us, it could spell trouble."

"Leader, we need to foster good relations with the local inhabitants here, right? He said this place is filled with terror."

After much hesitation, Gregory gave up on the idea of immediate hypnotic intervention: "Then forget it, let’s go see his house. Everyone, be ready for combat, don’t take this lightly."

"Understood."

However, their conversation was transparent to Wang Hao, because the Game featured a built-in translator device; their foreign words came with automatic translation.

He smirked inwardly.

Unexpected, yet reasonable.

The Blood Ginseng that rolled on the ground was not snatched away by the adventure team; they chose to play the long game instead, a typical way of thinking for most.

Receiving a signal from team leader Gregory, Pan Hao approached once again, smiling kindly, "Little friend, we’re not bad people, we came here by chance, after wandering in the river for so long and still couldn’t find a way out."

"We just want to stay overnight in the village. Look, it’s getting dark, and we can’t leave even if we want to... if we stay out here, we’ll die."

"How about we stay at your grandma’s house for the night, we’ll bring gifts, lots and lots of gifts."

Wang Hao feigned hesitation, "It’s indeed very dangerous for you to stay here. There are also monsters in the river, a kind of blue creatures, that drag people into the water... and there are many of them."

Pan Hao was stunned for a moment.

Then, the child waved a hand, "Forget it... Let’s hurry on our way."

The sky grew darker, and thick white fog obscured everything beside the road.

In the stillness, feet slipped on the slick cobblestone path, with the smell of moss and earth filling the air.

The dim light of a flashlight provided the only illumination.

Silence reigned, even the sound of insects was sparse. The shivering coldness of the quiet began seeping through everyone’s body.

This feeling was not pleasant, causing one’s heart to rise into one’s throat.

According to the exploration team’s thinking, following this child would undoubtedly increase their safety.

Even if they encountered conflicts with the original inhabitants, they had the child as a hostage, making the opponents hesitate out of concern.

"After all, dealing with humans is much simpler than dealing with the strange." Gregory thought to himself, the fervent greed in his heart still fueling his spirit.

And Wang Hao was also thinking, wondering what would happen next.

A not-so-bad beginning, just like that, was completed!

Wang Hao chose "Save" for this beginning. With the Unlimited Resurrection Voucher, saving the current game was free and an effective way to reduce repetition.

Without it, the frustration would have been too great, and he would have quit the game long ago.

Subsequently, he led the exploration team, starting to look for grandma’s house.

In fact, he didn’t know where grandma’s house really was. Previous attempts had also failed to locate it.

However, fleeing disaster according to old neighbor’s last words, he had always headed east, so he inferred grandma’s house was most likely in a westerly direction.

So, they traveled westward.

They encountered many strange creatures. In pitch-black conditions, many creatures with high aggression chuckled ominously, leading to their total annihilation upon encounter.

Fortunately, the "Infinite Resurrection" of the Fourth Day of Calamity was not afraid of any difficulty.

And the thick fog seemed to provide a degree of concealment, allowing them to avoid being easily detected by these roaming creatures, given a certain distance or passage of time.

Thus, they continuously loaded and saved, loaded and saved...

They performed the operation countless times!

Just as Wang Hao was getting tired of this save and load routine, he suddenly saw the neighboring house—the Blood Ginseng old man’s house!

Twenty meters further, and it would be grandma’s house.

The plot had developed to this point, and Wang Hao trembled slightly, his emotions extremely excited.

For some reason, he felt a restless yet oppressive sensation, almost wishing to flee immediately.

A powerful and indescribable memory surged, as if he himself had lived in this little house for seven days.

He saw the grave in the neighbor’s yard.

Naturally, there were no people left in the neighbor’s house, and for the time being, no new creatures had occupied the place. A handful of soil for the dead, the fresh grave, had been dug by him and his brother personally.

Recalling the past stories, he suddenly sensed an ominous atmosphere.

This ominousness stemmed from the vanishing of life, the dissipation of souls, and the obliteration at a historical level.

He could not predict what would happen next.

"We’re almost there," he kindly "suggested," "My grandma doesn’t like outsiders much. You... um... have you prepared a gift?"

And the exploration team, driven by intense greed but gradually regaining lucidity, had many members soaked in cold sweat.

That needle-pricking terror and pressure appeared every now and then, indicating risks sufficient to kill them, appearing perhaps twenty or thirty times?

Twenty or thirty times!

If it had been only once or twice, there might have been a chance of lucky survival.

But twenty or thirty times, and they were still unscathed, having arrived here!

What was even more miraculous was that the little guide would sometimes pause for a minute or two, or intentionally take a longer route, miraculously guiding them away from all dangers.

This proved that the child in front of them indeed belonged to "Paradise!"

Even the team leader, Gregory, was gritting his teeth, toughing it out, feeling trapped in a problematic situation.

Regardless, without someone to guide them, it was impossible for them to wander around here blindly.

"Hey, we’re about to reach grandma’s house!" Wang Hao said as they showed no reaction, prompting them again, "Are you ready?"

This statement made the exploration team relax a bit, yet their hearts still raced.

They had finally found a safe haven...

"Ah, okay, we understand."

Of course, whether this haven was actually safe remained to be seen, and everyone was extremely cautious before the ultimate truth was unveiled.

Silently, Gregory moved close to Wang Hao, positioning the child within easy reach. Meanwhile, he cut his palm, letting the blood flow onto the Black Ball. A fierce eye appeared on the Black Ball, rolling around ominously.

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