Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 161 - 150 Main Quest, Completed!

Chapter 161: Chapter 150 Main Quest, Completed!

"You’re dead..."

Having played the game up to this point, Wang Hao felt a faint sense of melancholy.

He couldn’t help stretching lazily before slumping back in his seat.

Playing a game, actually this tiring...

Several more lines of text popped up on the screen.

"Unknown power has taken over your soul, unknown power has taken over your body."

"Do you wish to upload these results as the final evaluation for this scenario?"

To Wang Hao, the phrase "You’re dead" was actually not quite accurate.

The game character’s body and soul hadn’t died but were in a state of prolonged torment.

Luckily, this character was just an avatar, not a real historical figure, as its soul was created and unable to feel pain.

"Is it as if I’m the one being tormented?"

"So... I chose an ending where I torment myself?"

"Alas, I really am a good person."

The question of whether NPCs in games deserve respect could be a thesis topic...

Everyone has their own opinion.

Although Wang tended to act unrestrainedly in the game, he generally wouldn’t choose to kill NPCs for benefits, especially in some desperate apocalyptic scenarios that would increase the game’s difficulty; it was sort of his gaming habit.

For some reason, Wang always felt like there was a bug in his ear buzzing annoyingly, causing him some distress.

I’m dead tired!

"Probably because I’ve been gaming for too long... I need a good nap."

Even though Wang was very confident that he had completed the World Level scenario "Life and Death" with a Seven Stars difficulty, deep down, he still felt a subtle exhaustion.

He had never imagined the process would be so complicated that his ultimate approach would be self-sacrifice.

"Let’s take a look at the final outcome."

He mustered his energy and looked at the two bright circles of blue and red.

After uploading the game file for "Paradise II," a streak of golden light extended from the blue circle to the red one.

This signified that the butterfly effect had occurred.

"You have chosen the ’Binge Eating Heaven II’ scenario."

"The ’Binge Eating Heaven II’ scenario is loading... Please wait..."

The introduction was accompanied by a narrated text and a blurry film segment.

"You follow the Glutton ’Xu Zhijun’ into the unknown areas within the red mist."

"Ancient villages, mossy paths and cement roads, buildings from the eighties and nineties, along with modern high-rises, were chaotically intertwined."

"You find a temple called ’Ganlu Temple’ that seems oddly familiar."

"Not far away is the village, which seems to harbor terrifying oddities, and you dare not enter rashly."

There was no red-dressed young woman chasing after him, nor any sea of blood.

Instead, it had transformed into a familiar village—Taoyuan Village!

Success!

The scene brightened, and there was the familiar "Ganlu Temple," only more decrepit, with one corner of the wall completely collapsed, and wild ivy covering the other half.

The crack in the Buddha statue’s head had widened as well.

"Taoyuan Village might have been inhabited by some new oddities... the oddities that have congregated here over the past 40 years."

"This spooky place, I have to explore it again? Such a hassle, going to die all over again."

Wang Hao was tired and somewhat melancholic, making him not in the mood to play the game.

All he wanted to do now was sleep well.

There was a sense of achievement deep inside him, but he was just too tired.

In theory, all he had to do was wait here for the Black-clothed Guard rescue team to arrive and seize the tree that "he had become" 40 years ago to clear this challenging Seven Stars difficulty scenario.

Based on the traps he had set, most of the powers of the Spirit Demon and the Blood Demon, the two Subordinate Demon Gods, were focused on that tree.

Taking care of the tree would naturally make the Demon Gods subside.

But he was just too tired, somewhat unwilling to bother with such a straightforward task.

I really want to sleep.

At that moment, the screen popped up another message: "Congratulations, after the game system’s logical computation, the follow-up human team has enough ability to handle the emergence event of the ’Subordinate Demon God - Blood Thirst’ with relative ease."

"You can choose to continue playing, which may take a longer time to wait for the follow-up human team."

"Or you can skip directly to the end."

"Do you wish to skip to the final outcome? (This skip will not affect the game completion rate.)"

"Can I actually skip straight to the end?"

Wang Hao was surprised and reflected on how considerate the game was.

"That’s right, with everything I’ve done so far, if the follow-up human team can’t finish it, they’re a bunch of pigs!"

"The ability to handle with relative ease" suggested that the top human teams were actually quite strong, and dealing with the oddities that had arrived here over the last forty years shouldn’t be a big problem. The most critical stage had been tackled, and there was no fun left in it; what remained was just an overwhelming march.

Wang Hao turned around and said to the drowsy Glutton "Xu Zhiqiang": "Old Xu, it’s been hard getting here."

"When the Black-clothed Guards come, ask them for some well water to drink, you might survive, remember! Ask for well water!"

"I’m going to sleep, I don’t know why I’m so tired, I really can’t hold on any longer..."

He kept yawning, with tears nearly streaming down his face due to spiritual fatigue.

"Oh." Xu Zhiqiang was still in a daze, it was unclear if he had taken in any word.

"Remember the well water!"

"Well water, well water..." Xu Zhiqiang kept repeating.

"Come on, old Xu, this time, you don’t have much of a part to play," Wang Hao chose to settle the game.

[Congratulations, the main mission, stopping "Subordinate Demon God - Desire for Blood" from rising, has been completed!]

[The game is settling, please wait...]

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Vatican.

Vatican Affairs Office.

The famous Prophet, Gypsy fortune-teller, Jenny, sat in front of her crystal ball.

"Blood Demon, another unknown Subordinate Demon God, and a third party capable of controlling time..."

So many strange events had happened recently, too many unsolved mysteries had left her utterly exhausted.

Lacking enough information, the only thing she could rely on was divination...

At over thirty years of age, she had never experienced such a concentrated series of world-level events. Each could potentially lead to the extinction of the world, and that great panic lingered in her mind.

She was even starting to distrust her own divination ability.

And the Pope, with his graying hair, sat beside her, the old Pope said with a wry smile, "Jenny, you are still too young. Don’t think about knowing everything in the world."

"Which outbreak of a world-level disaster wasn’t preceded by a series of strange occurrences? More and more Demon Gods are trying to get a share from Earth World... After all, our world is quite rich."

"If we’re not able to calmly deal with [the Blood Demon], strange events will only grow more numerous."

He looked up at the ceiling, where the interior of the dome was filled with Vasari’s fresco, "The Final Judgment," with its bright colors and clear layers, dazzling to the eyes.

"The third-party Demon God, whether hostile or benevolent towards mankind, in any case, mankind will not be extinct; it’s just a question of how many will survive. The waters of our world are very deep..."

Suddenly, everyone was stunned in place!

As if a mysterious force had inserted a strange film into their minds.

The vision was lifelike yet somewhat blurry, as if it was a historical event that had once taken place at some point in time.

The vision... it came again!

This was the third time!

"It could be Gaia consciousness... don’t resist, try to accept it," the Pope whispered. "Close your eyes and receive these signals."

Since this had happened before, the people were not as panicked and tense as they had been previously.

The first half of the vision was almost the same as last time, with seven explorers being slaughtered in red, with only one escaping by luck.

This lucky survivor met a strange little boy...

The two of them made a big score in the horrifying village!

But the second half was completely different.

The little boy seemed unsatisfied with the big score.

Through some bizarre operations, he turned himself into a tree.

Turned into a tree?!

The Pope frowned slightly, pondering over this strange scene.

"The struggle for anchorage..."

The exploration team had already sent back information that there were two Subordinate Demon Gods in that area.

Thus, the bizarre actions of the little boy were to trigger the struggle for anchorage between the Demon Gods.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, but the details in the middle were not yet fully understood.

"Could it be to create a primary anchor?"

As for the little boy... it was even more shocking!

He had been written into their own history by "Gaia consciousness," becoming a true Saint.

Just as he was about to ask about what was written, he noticed Jenny’s face had turned slightly pale; she swallowed and said, "Your Excellency, I see that the Blood Demon seems to be subsiding less severely.

"The Blood Demon’s encroachment on this world has been greatly reduced."

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Kunlun Mountain headquarters.

The Black-clothed Guard, armed with more intelligence, also analyzed the message sent by Gaia consciousness.

"It’s already impossible to stop [the Game] from anchoring that segment of history. Because it has offered a bargaining chip we simply can’t refuse."

"We just need to deal with that tree, and the current biggest conflict [the Blood Demon] will have no choice but to sink."

"That tree has become the primary anchor for both sides."

These smartest brains quickly came up with a conclusion that basically matched reality.

However, the members of the conference room were not particularly keen on discussing, because the image of the little boy turning himself into a tree was... shocking.

That was the death of a Saint!

Regardless of the factors behind it, whether or not it was [the Game] at work, the merits of the Saint’s death are indelible - it’s the resonance of the world.