Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 183 - 170 [Legend Level +1]

Chapter 183: Chapter 170 [Legend Level +1]

"Splash! Splash! Splash!" Waves lapped against the rocks, sending glistening white spray several feet into the air.

A splendid summer vacation, not going out for a couple of days, would simply be a disservice to oneself.

The relentless ocean, a cradle of life, traced lines of silver on the sandy shore, forming from afar what seemed like a glimmering silver frame on the vast expanse of blue sapphire.

Scorching sunlight, golden sands, fine grains of sand, the beautiful seaside scenery.

It’s just... the weather was a tad too hot, and there were a teensy-weensy bit too many people.

The beach was packed with tourists, many families of three or four, bringing their kids out to have fun.

Playing with the sand, feasting on seafood, what a leisurely day.

"Actually, I quite like children."

"The condition is they don’t throw tantrums and be unreasonable."

"Once they do that, they stop being cute."

Wang Hao looked at the lively scene full of kids and also got in the mood, finding a fairly secluded corner to settle down, opened up a parasol, and started digging pits just the same.

"On such a hot day, you can’t do without ice cubes!"

Old Wang got excited while digging and heaving, he lugged out a large bucket of ice from the off-road vehicle. He threw about 20 pounds of ice cubes into the pit, mixing them with the sand. The feeling of burying his feet in it was indescribably cool.

"What a bizarre thing to do... I was curious why you froze so much ice last night; turns out you wanted to enjoy the cool today."

"Why don’t you try it too? Bury yourself in a pit, then add some ice."

Han Xiaoyue hesitated, hesitated...

She was a bit conservative and hadn’t dared to wear a proper bikini.

Moreover, she had applied sunscreen to herself.

Not letting anyone help – what a drag.

Of course, it wasn’t easy to take a vacation, and she did enjoy this fun trip.

Underneath the parasol, Wang Hao spent a good while digging himself a big hole, like conducting a construction project, burying his whole body in it.

"If only I had a sugar-free cola, it would be even better." Wang Hao relished the comfort that the fine sand provided, with his head and both arms sticking out.

"Quick, cola, I’m dying of thirst!"

"I really want to get buried too!"

"Then bury yourself, I’m not stopping you."

"But I’m wearing a shirt and a skirt, if I bury myself all will get dirty with sand. It won’t be easy to clean."

"Then take them off."

"No, I can’t!" Han Xiaoyue crossed her arms and hugged them in front of her chest.

After hesitating for a while, she finally gave up on the idea.

Even though she... was wearing a swimsuit.

She just couldn’t bring herself to do it, unlike the married women confidently showing off their figures.

If only she were flat-chested...

She sighed inwardly – why wasn’t she flat?

Flat would mean no need to worry about such things...

...

Wang Hao chuckled to himself; 18-year-old girls are indeed fun.

What a pity about that sunscreen...

Speaking of sunscreen reminded him of a little adult game called "Sexy Beach." An old computer game from a long time ago.

That adult game was a bit dated, and while the graphics may seem poor by today’s standards, it was undeniably naughty!

According to the game’s settings, applying sunscreen to the girls could increase their affection. Once the affection reached a certain level, some indescribable things would happen.

The game world is that simple, with no need for logic – satisfaction is all that matters!

After burying him, Han Xiaoyue started digging in the sand, stepping on some crushed ice underfoot for a cool and comfortable feeling.

She hummed, "I have a big question, why are feet so cold-sensitive, but heads are not?"

Glancing at her legs, buried in the sand with only a small section of her fair calves visible, Wang Hao said, "Cold extremities in women are beneficial for attracting men; without them, how much charm would be lost?"

"Ah?" It took a moment for Han Xiaoyue to catch on, "You can spin that?"

"I see that you... have quite agile and strong limbs; it’s a shame not to go work in construction."

Xiaoyue hopped around, leaving footprints in the sand, patting down the sand firmly around him, "Watch as I construct a three-bedroom apartment and bury you alive, all your assets at home will be mine, even the internet café."

"Though it doesn’t make much money, a daily turnover of a couple of thousand is enough to live comfortably!"

"Hehe, I knew I’d discover your little conspiracy. So that’s who you really are!" Wang Hao said, feeling quite comfortable from being pressed down, but with a twisted facial expression, "You think you, a relative so distant no pole can touch, dare covet this king’s wealth?"

"There’s only one way you could get my fortune... guess what it is?"

"Since we’re relatives that distant, there’s no need to go to Germany... and besides, I can get a small part of your assets now. You can’t just dump me."

"It seems so... this is difficult, someone at home wants to harm me, and even the police won’t help."

Wang Hao was speechless, realizing he had fallen into a mental trap.

Han Xiaoyue hummed twice more, managed to turn the tables, and sat down beside him feeling good about herself, digging a trench to lead the seawater over, intending to water her buried big cousin.

But due to frequent collapses, the construction project was proving to be anything but smooth.

"Ah, I found a small seashell here, should I put it back into the sea?"

She began to study a small white seashell.

Today I’m on paid leave, super happy!

...

Bored and restless, Wang Hao looked around, trying to find beauty in everyday life.

Han Xiaoyue was pretty, but she was always around, so there was no hurry to admire her now.

And there were too few big sisters with good figures.

High attractiveness, good body, lonely, empty, bored, and waiting for someone to enlighten them—big sisters of that kind were nowhere to be found... Had the so-called luck of legends run dry?

Better play some games for a while.

"Xiaoyue, hand me the helmet, it’s game time!"

"Got it." After Han Xiaoyue helped him put on the helmet, she lowered the sunshade to cover him completely.

"You look like a motorcyclist from a racing gang that’s crashed and got buried in the sand. Like one of those annoying racers who go ’splat’ and end up buried in the ground."

Wang Hao pretended to shout with all his might, "Miss... save me! Or let’s exchange WeChat or QQ numbers, so I can repay you for saving my life. I wouldn’t mind offering myself in return, save me!"

"I’m not saving you, I’ll take the chance to steal your wallet. I hate racers the most!" Han Xiaoyue covered him completely with the sun umbrella.

The pitch-dark environment was quite terrifying.

Once the helmet was on, a familiar screen popped up.

"Welcome to the Cross-dimensional Game, you have been offline for 4 days, 11 hours, and 21 seconds."

These past few days had been busy.

"It’s been several days since I last logged in, let’s see what has happened inside."

His Advanced Game Training Camp was still as deserted as ever.

The vast area had only a few figures scattered about.

But after not playing for several days, the system interface was filled with a considerable amount of new text.

"Please note! Your training camp has received a special visitor."

This line of text was actually highlighted in red.

"The Subordinate Demon God ’Spirit Realm Well,’ due to severe damage to its vital energy, is unable to maintain its original tier and may fall in rank."

"It is willing to settle in your Game Training Camp long-term, by delivering one drop of well water every month."

Wang Hao was startled, this... wasn’t this a Spirit Demon?

How did it end up in the training camp?

So its real name was "Spirit Realm Well"...

"Do you wish to accept it as a special guest to reside here long-term?"

There was no reason to refuse; he clicked "Confirm."

"Congratulations! Your training camp’s Legend Level +1!"

"You have obtained water from the Spirit Realm Well: a Legendary Strange Object that can greatly enhance human soul power, making the mind extraordinarily clear, and to some extent immune to cognitive spiritual contamination. However, the cost of use is a certain reduction in physical lifespan. (Can be diluted for use, other methods of use, please explore on your own.)"

Only one drop per month.

A bit scarce.

But thinking about it, the original fate of the Spirit Demon was to be completely devoured by the Blood Demon.

Now that their entanglement had finally come to an end, it too was severely weakened.

So the Spirit Demon simply settled here, becoming a "guest," which was better than being dead...

One drop of well water per month was a mutually beneficial choice.

Wang Hao saw that the "Spirit Realm Well" was located to the southeast of the training camp and noted a blue protective barrier around the well, which meant that this guest was under special protection and other visitors could not enter the light circle at will.

"A Subordinate Demon God providing 1 Legend Level point, I wonder what use it has... The game is getting more complex."

Aside from the addition of the Spirit Demon, there were a handful of human guests scattered around the training camp, engaging in activities.

"Congratulations, your Advanced Game Training Camp has attracted more visitors."

"Due to the significant increase in the number of visitors, individual visitor information will not be directly displayed to streamline information and reduce text length."

It truly was a long list of information.

Even after being condensed, there were tens of thousands of words, a bit too much to take in.

"Due to the visitors’ activities, you have received Immortal Beans *2, Source *494, Miracle Formula *6."

"Details are as follows: Year ****, Month *, Day * at 17:22, Black-clothed Guard used one Immortal Bean in exchange for 5 Transmission Watches."

"Year ****, Month *, Day * at 19:34, Black-clothed Guard used 53 Source to Repair a Rune Blade (tax revenue of 5.3 Source)."

"Year ****, Month *, Day * at 19:54, Black-clothed Guard used 302 Source to synthesize a Rune Flying Sword (tax revenue of 30.2 Source)."

"Year ****, Month *, Day * at 20:24, Black-clothed Guard used 363 Source to synthesize a Rune Flying Sword (tax revenue of 36.3 Source)."

"..."

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(PS: Asking for a monthly ticket!)