Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 142 - 133: Contact with the Strange Faction

Chapter 142: Chapter 133: Contact with the Strange Faction

Waking up, it was already nine in the morning.

The sunlight outside the window shone on my rear.

The June sun felt a bit scorching.

"Ah—" I stretched lazily.

I slept so well!

Not even staying up until two affected me.

Youth is truly great!

After washing my face, I put on a jacket and went to the food stall at the entrance of the neighborhood.

Wang Hao yelled, "Hey boss, give me a bowl of spare rib noodles with three eggs! Please hurry, I’m starving!"

"Alright, 18 yuan!"

Soon, the steaming noodles were served.

The al dente hand-pulled noodles soaked in the rich broth, garnished with some green onions, the amount of spare ribs was generous with as many as six pieces. Three inviting yellow eggs emitted a refreshing scent that made one’s mouth water at first sight.

Stores near the neighborhood do repeat business, sincerity was certainly not lacking.

Wang Hao heartily indulged in his meal.

There was also a 28-inch LCD TV in the food stall, broadcasting the latest news at full volume: "Direct coverage of the college entrance exam, all measures in place to ensure every candidate can take the exam, not one person left behind!"

"Candidate forgets admission ticket, traffic police deliver it at top speed!"

Today was the second day of the exams.

Wang Hao couldn’t help thinking of his cousin, Han Xiaoyue. She must have entered the examination hall by now.

It brought back memories of the days he spent striving hard...

Well, although guessing most of the multiple-choice questions using a "roll of dice" worked, subjective questions couldn’t rely on luck. He definitely wasn’t a slacker; he had his time of diligent hard work!

"They say this year’s math exam is really tough, a lot of students came out crying after finishing."

"Those who forget their admission tickets usually aren’t well-prepared, there’s news like this every year."

"If you ask me, they should cancel math. Do you ever use curves and functions when shopping for groceries?"

Wang Hao glanced at the old man in the vest and couldn’t help but be impressed. What an era we live in, yet there are still such anti-intellectual people around.

Then, the TV reported another piece of news: "A magnitude 7 earthquake strikes the Kangerta region, with a focal depth of 10 kilometers, tens of thousands missing, international rescue efforts underway."

"Why is it always this Kangerta region? Wasn’t there a red sky phenomenon reported there a while ago?"

"There are rumors, just rumors, that it wasn’t an earthquake but a meteorite from the sky that flattened the city. Didn’t they bomb an asteroid with a hydrogen bomb the other day?" Another diner was chit-chatting.

[Experts claim that the entire world has entered a period of geological activity, and earthquakes could occur even in areas not previously known as seismic zones. To prepare for sudden disasters caused by earthquakes and volcanoes, major cities across the country will organize disaster preparedness drills.]

[Please download the "Disaster Prevention" APP to find the location of nearby shelters.]

[In the event of a disaster, neighborhood committees will organize community members to orderly enter the shelters.]

[Experts claim that the shelters are extremely sturdy and can withstand magnitude 8 earthquakes (blah blah blah)...]

Indeed, the neighborhood committee at the entrance posted a sign instructing residents to download the "Disaster Prevention" APP, forbidding entry to those who don’t.

Old Wang enjoyed his meal while listening intently to the news, and he couldn’t help but sigh, "A small nation in peril from natural and man-made disasters, living within deep waters and raging fires, it’s better to live in a big country."

"Even if we have a wandering planet, there’s still a chance to survive."

He actually listened to the news of earthquakes as a bit of amusement, as the city he currently lived in had never experienced an earthquake.

The number of people who died was just an abstract number, not someone specific, so it was hard to feel much sympathy.

What he cared more about was his cousin’s performance in the college entrance exams. Was this time’s exam really that tough?

His most beloved little Yue Yue wouldn’t have flunked terribly and ended up crying, would she?

Next, she’d say goodbye to her high school identity and become a college student, entitled to a bright and sweet romance!

"Cough, cough, what romance? When the holidays come, you’ll work as a cybercafé attendant for me! Earning some living expenses isn’t bad either!"

To prevent Han Xiaoyue from going out and actually having a romance, Wang Hao had meticulously planned her summer vacation, feeling very pleased with himself.

"It’s time for work!"

...

Returning to my desk, I faced my thick stack of handwritten notes—"The Comprehensive Guide to Paradise."

A beautiful day begins with saving the world!

The Seven Stars level of the script was a bit beyond my expectations.

The difficulty was a tiny bit high.

I’ve been playing for so long, died hundreds of times, and written such a thick pile of notes. Yet, my head is still muddled, having no clue on how to complete the main mission.

[Main mission: Prevent the "Subordinate Demon God - Desire for Blood" from surfacing!]

"Emm... I need to think of a way to figure out what exactly those murals in the temple by the sea depict, to get the complete information."

There are many murals in the temple; I’ve only seen four of them.

They depict significant events that happened to the original inhabitants of Taoyuan Village through history.

Wang Hao pinned his hopes on the murals he hadn’t yet seen, which might hold more clues.

But how to see the complete murals was another question.

This problem was tough and crucial.

"Me, just an ordinary kid, can hardly get over that dirt wall, let alone the strange creatures guarding the main gate."

"The exploration team couldn’t defeat those anomalies, even though I’d provided them with information beforehand. This team is really pathetic."

"How can we get to the other side of the wall and enter the temple?"

What a hassle.

Thinking again and again, I couldn’t come up with a good method.

Suddenly, an idea struck me!

"Maybe, I could try contacting that weird old man with three arms and see what I can find out?"

"Good, that’s the plan."

To clear the Seven Stars difficulty of the game script, Wang Hao was all in, using every underhanded trick in the book.

First, he made contact with the indigenous people of Paradise, walking right into their trap.

Then, making contact with the talking anomalies to extract more information seemed feasible too!

Especially that mutated old man with three arms, who was particularly severely insane.

In the previous reincarnation, the mutated old man had followed the team around, mumbling endlessly. It seemed he was a chatterbox who felt uncomfortable if he couldn’t talk, that kind of chatterbox.

"If the old man is indeed a nattering chatterbox character, what if I just feed myself to him, walking into the trap willingly? What could happen?"

"He should be able to answer some of my questions, right? I’m letting him eat me for free; surely, he can’t just take a bite out of me as soon as we meet, can he?"

When this bold idea popped into his mind, Wang Hao was curious and secretly delighted, fidgeting excitedly on his chair.

The chair sunk in, taking on the shape of his butt.

He put on the helmet as quickly as possible.

A gender-neutral electronic voice sounded.

"Welcome to the Cross-dimensional Game!"

"Your current identity: Player."

"The instance you are currently loading is ’Paradise II’, please wait..."

The scene before his eyes gradually became clear.

A new cycle of reincarnation began once again!

There was the familiar "Ganlu Temple"; the exploration team of 8 would appear in 2 minutes and 22 seconds.

There was no immediate need for the exploration team, so he didn’t bother with them.

Wang Hao ran straight out of the front gate of Ganlu Temple, trotting down the gravel path.

He felt like he was sprinting down the path of a pervert!

From the initial fear of dying at any moment to intentionally walking into danger to investigate the surroundings, to willingly walking into the trap to please grandma, making grandma’s heart happy.

To directly feeding himself to the anomalies, which undoubtedly filled them with ecstasy!

Had he been trained into an invincible pervert or what? Wang Hao couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness.

However, this sense of tragedy only lasted for a second.

Because he had already become a pervert.

He remembered a sinful 18+ survival game "Ring World" he had played before, where you had to keep a character alive on a harsh alien planet...

At first, he tried to stick to real-world morals; if a character died, he would mourn for a long time.

Later on, harvesting organs, eating human flesh, trading slaves, taking Devil’s Substance, he committed all manner of evil acts.

Especially the survival in the polar ice fields; it seemed impossible to play without eating human flesh.

That’s just how the game was designed; you couldn’t blame the player.

He also recalled the people from P company who were all grade-A war criminals, "We colonize, we invade, we conspire and betray, and we build one powerful empire after another!"

In the game, playing as a ruler, marrying a sister or daughter, you couldn’t claim to have played those games if you hadn’t been a war criminal!

"It’s not that I’m a pervert, but the game’s difficulty is perverted; it’s you who forced me."

"With Seven Stars difficulty, only a pervert can clear it."

...

In this new cycle, he first fast-forwarded through one night in a safe room, as per procedure.

Then on the morning of the second day, he found his way to the earthen wall.

Sure enough, the three-armed mutated old man was squatting at the main entrance, dozing off, a picture of dementia, groggy and sleepy. Even as he dozed, his mouth kept on babbling incessantly, confirming his chatterbox persona.

"That vegetable, tastes so good... it’s not good when it’s old, what’s going on? Raise a fat pig, dig up some cabbage... It’s been so long since I’ve dug up cabbage."

"Is this guy mad? Can I just walk right into the gate?" Wang Hao tiptoed towards the man, holding his breath, slowly approaching, hoping to slip inside.

But just as he was about to push open the gate, the mutated old man sprung up from the ground, his eyes snapping open.

He focused his gaze.

He... he actually saw a kid flailing about in front of him!

This sight was so rare in his lifetime that the mutated old man involuntarily let out a "gah" of a roar from his throat.

He began muttering to himself: "What’s going on, a kid has actually come here, what’s going on, what’s happening?"

"Could my luck be this good? What’s going on? No way!"

In his excitement, he started breathing heavily, "huffing and puffing," and even the growths on his head wriggled a few times, his face turning as red as liver with fervor!

Even his body’s instincts were quicker than his brain; with lightning speed, he reached out his hand, snatched up the kid, and stuffed him straight into his mouth!