Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 188 - 173: The Door Underground (Two-in-One 6K Words!)_3

Chapter 188: Chapter 173: The Door Underground (Two-in-One 6K Words!)_3

"Good, once you pass through that crack, you’re about to approach your destination."

"It’s simple, right? As long as you don’t hesitate and hurry up, it actually won’t take more than a few minutes."

Just as Wang Hao was about to ask some questions, he was forcefully interrupted by the other party.

"At this point, you surely have many questions to ask but, what I can tell you is just complete your task without overthinking."

"Soon you will see a door, which is the entrance to our underground base."

"But, your identity doesn’t grant you access to the underground base, got it? Let me repeat, you have no permission to enter, the moment you do, the security robots inside will shoot you dead."

"Therefore, when you see that rustic door, take the package off your back, and throw it forcefully into the door."

"Ensure the package is thrown into the door, no matter what sounds it makes, turn around, and head back the same way."

"During this process, you might see some strange things or hear some noises. Just ignore them, they are fake displays by the enemy, which we struggle to completely clear out from overseas. You must listen to me (*static*) (a loud alert sound—’beep’)."

That strange laughter sounded once again.

Haha.

Hehe.

Giggling, one wave after another, giving listeners goosebumps that wouldn’t stop.

Channel 3, irritable guy’s channel, was just a stretch of silence.

Feeling helpless, Wang Hao could only temporarily shut off the radio and keep moving forward.

All of a sudden!

He stopped in his tracks because he indeed saw something strange ...

A ...

Corps!

Dressed in a raincoat just like his own, seemingly brand new, not worn for long.

But only bones remained of the corpse.

Even the bones were shattered, the flesh apparently eaten by some creature.

The backpack that had been on the corpse was also gone.

The battle-hardened old Wang naturally wouldn’t be so easily frightened, it was just a skeleton after all.

But for some reason, a layer of goosebumps was crawling on his skin.

The script he was now experiencing seemed to have reached a critical point.

He only had one life.

This session was quite special, can’t be resurrected.

Next to the corpse, there was a small radio and a half-burnt cigarette which had been extinguished by dripping water.

"Damn!" Wang Hao remembered, the irritable guy he had once chatted with had lit a cigarette midway.

He turned on the radio.

Channel 1, still that crappy author’s channel.

But this time, it seemed mechanical, repeating the same sentence over and over: "Sacrifice is inevitable (*static*)"

"Sacrifice is inevitable (*static*)"

"Sacrifice is inevitable (*squeal— a loud and sharp noise*)"

I knew this damn author was unreliable, messing things up at the last moment.

Wang Hao’s mind was racing.

His whole body started to sweat.

He switched the radio to channel 2, where it was from the owner of the corpse, thus a woman’s voice, she seemed somewhat apologetic, "I’m sorry. Although you have a bad temper, I can understand, not everyone can withstand that kind of stress."

"I’m sorry. Goodbye, farewell."

"Your task is completed ... Goodbye."

A rustling sound.

That channel went quiet, the other party had disconnected.

Channel 3 was also silent.

Wang Hao turned on his own radio to channel 3 and said.

"Hello?"

The other radio, the one with the corpse, also emitted a "Hello."

In that instant, his pupils dilated.

As if a chilling horror shot straight up his spine!

Old Wang swallowed a gulp of saliva, seeming to discern a bit of what was going on.

The irritable brother ... he’s dead?

Is this ... really One Star difficulty?!

Even the battle-hardened old Wang couldn’t help his heart pounding, feeling bewildered.

"Why was he ahead of me?"

"Is this real or fake ..."

The truth surpassed his imagination, like a terrifying shadow obstructing the truth.

He began adjusting the channels on the radio, not to "haha," "hehe" laughter, but to quiet sounds, occasionally interrupted by bursts of static.

As for the later blank channels, they also started "hehe" laughing.

Moving forward, he saw a door.

A door carved from some black stone, adorned with ancient patterns, the final destination of this mission.

An underground mining base?

Of course not.

The door was open.

On the other side of the door, a round sunset hung high in the sky, with a gentle breeze brushing against the face.

There, branches were bustling with birdsong, streams murmuring in mountain ravines. The morning sunlight at sunrise was brilliant, the afterglow of the sunset romantic, the greenery in deep summer lush, and the wheat waves of deep autumn golden. Naughty kids romped across field ridges, and even the ancient folks appeared peaceful, perhaps the folk customs were simple and warm. Yet, the outside world was not so beautiful, full of material desires, filthy ...

On the other side of the door ...

It was ...

It was the surface?!

Seeing that round of sunset outside the door, sunshine scattering on the surface, Wang Hao was stunned.

The pitch-black underground, a lightless underground, and yet opposite the door was sunlight?

But he dared not make a move, his thoughts a bit scrambled.

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