Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 191 - 175 Black Gloom!

No matter which country’s language was spoken, understanding each other was incredibly easy.

At this, scientists from all over the world were overjoyed. What could be more delightful than communicating in their native languages?

"The service of the ’Game’ is good, it’s just a bit expensive..."

"There’s absolutely no room for bargaining, alas, it’s too expensive."

"Does the ’Game’ have self-consciousness?"

"I think it doesn’t. Even if it does, it’s not quite like our kind. It’s a collection of rules, well, that has its pros and cons."

Even the world’s wealthiest Supernatural Organization couldn’t afford to use the Game Training Camp facilities on a large scale; they had to budget carefully.

For a simple example, deploying a special force of 1000 people could experience training at fifteen times the speed.

It would cost 1000 units of source per hour. Even with a mine of Refined Gold, such profligacy was unsustainable!

"...This little experiment failed."

Black-clothed Guard number 24, Professor Jin, had spent a considerable time in the Game Training Camp.

Funds were always limited; he couldn’t constantly synthesize at the "Magic Cube Level Processing Machine."

However, he could observe the syntheses of other Supernatural Organizations.

Just now, scientists from the Mysterious Bureau tried to synthesize a small portion of the Wise Man’s Stone using a minimal amount of materials and source.

The Wise Man’s Stone, a special alchemical product, could transform into various complex materials.

The advantage of world organizations cooperating was exactly this, sharing the financial burden. Achieving even a minimal consensus on cooperation was not easy.

Some Strange Objects were successfully synthesized, while others failed.

The underlying principle remained unclear.

"Why did it fail..."

"Well, it might be an issue with the special behaviors of the D-factor in supernatural elements... or perhaps some problem with the material formula?"

...

At the same time, in the international meeting room at Taishan Altar, meetings were being held one after another.

The first rule to be set was the "standard for personnel entry."

The "Game" was neutral, requiring only a Transmission Watch for anyone to enter the Game Training Camp, whether they were criminals, rich people, or military personnel; it simply didn’t care.

Transmission Watches were relatively cheap, costing only 10 points. For most major organizations, this was an easily affordable price.

(The current "source" had undergone a significant price increase.)

But a Demon God was still a Demon God, no one dared to underestimate or neglect a Demon God.

Even the mildest Demon God had a terrifying aspect.

The horror of the "Game" was—damaging something inside meant having to pay for it!

It wasn’t just the person involved but also their backing organization that had to pay. If they couldn’t pay, they would lose their souls!!

No organization dared to put uncontrollable "dangerous elements" into the Game Training Camp. If something inexplicable happened, and the "Game" demanded compensation from their backing organization, they wouldn’t even be able to cry. Refusing to pay would cost lives.

Thus, the management of Transmission Watches would be under strict supervision.

The second regulation established was about the control of "source."

"Source" had become a strategic material, subject to numerous trade regulations. But the most important rule was not to use human souls to make "source."

There really wasn’t much to discuss about this matter.

With the value of "source" significantly increased, temptation surged. It was better to block this loophole from the start to reduce nefarious desires.

Since most of the source was transported to the Game Training Camp, the Taishan Altar branch would become a "customs" presence in the future, strictly inspecting for any source made from human souls.

This responsibility would be borne by multiple international organizations; one Black-clothed Guard wasn’t enough.

As for the third matter... real estate...

Oh no, purchasing a plot of land and constructing new buildings...

Although the Game Training Camp provided some basic services, it was untenable for people to live in tents long-term.

Eating, drinking, and relieving oneself were basic human needs, and all those qualified to enter the training camp were elites. Since major organizations had decided to stay here long-term, it was better to purchase some land, build their own houses, and live a bit more comfortably.

Purchasing a plot of land also came with security services provided by the "Game," ensuring comfortable and secure living conditions.

Moreover, substantial construction was underway in the real world at Taishan Altar. As the sole connection point between the training camp and the real world, no amount of opulence in its construction was considered excessive.

Major organizations and transnational capital flooded in with investment, breaking the trillion mark in just a few days.

With so much money invested, in the next year or two, the area surrounding Taishan Altar would see more international research institutions and international training camps, and even the economy of the surrounding area would experience a certain degree of uplift!

"The people of Xia Country really made a fortune this time."

"Just from those infrastructure projects, so much economic growth has been stimulated, not to mention the subsequent sustainable income."

"They seized the opportunity... Other smaller nations might not have been able to grasp such an opportunity."

The famous divination master, Jenny, wearing the Transmission Watch, arrived at the Game Training Camp.

Coming face-to-face with a bona fide "Demon God," she felt a tinge of apprehension within her heart.

There was also a bit of excitement brewing inside her.

The existence of the "Game" was likely beneficial for humanity.

She envisioned humans a thousand years later... exploring the Etheric Abyss.

Yet, it seemed like she saw nothing at all...

This vague inspiration, however, thrilled Jenny to the extreme!

She was determined to become a great Prophet, just like the one from the Ancient Era who created the Golden Roulette!

Meanwhile, the people around her were also discussing topics related to the "Game."

"After a joint evaluation by international organizations, the new Demon God ’Game,’ might be the most ’mild’ Demon God in history."

"It only wants money, not lives."

"...Experiments on some dangerous archives have been approved. We can safely exchange various kinds of information here."

However, just as these prophets were curiously chattering about everything here...

The color of the sky changed.

The breeze in the Game Training Camp stopped.

"You guys... look at the sky!" someone shouted loudly.

A point of eerie black light suddenly appeared in the sky!

This ominous black light, like a worm, slowly started devouring the azure sky.

In an instant, the dome of the sky collapsed like glass, revealing a twisted black spatial background. Large cracks rapidly extended in all directions, forming a web-like structure.

The scorching pain stimulated her eyes to tear up, and Jenny couldn’t help but cover her eyes.

After just one glance, she knew something terrible was happening; her body couldn’t stop trembling.

An indescribable terror was unfolding!

"What... what’s happening?"

Under a racing heartbeat, Jenny swallowed and quickly pulled out the Crystal Ball to begin divination.

She couldn’t divine anything...

Or rather, divining even the slightest piece of information would kill her!

She then began attempting to divine the situation in the real world.

A hair-raising event occurred: the real world couldn’t be divined either... as if it didn’t exist at all.

"The Taishan Altar... we’ve lost contact! The Dimensional Space Gate has been closed! All services have been shut down!"

"What happened?"

"I don’t know."

The human beings present were in an uproar, discussing the current situation with fearful courage.

Could it be that the "Game" wanted to kill them all?

It didn’t make any sense, their souls weren’t that valuable, definitely not worth more than the prolonged benefits. As a meticulously calculating Demon God, "Game" had no reason to act like this!

The crazy black dots in the sky grew larger, turning fist-sized in moments.

At that point, no one dared to look at this mysterious celestial phenomenon with their naked eyes, as doing so would cause their eyes to bleed and they would faint.

Suddenly, a voice came through everyone’s earpieces, broadcasted via the emergency communication channel, "Everybody, don’t panic. It might be an unknown Demon God... having a face-to-face confrontation with ’Game.’"

"Its tier is definitely not low."

The speaker in the earpiece was Jin Bowen, Professor and number 24 of the Black-clothed Guard.

Not only was his tone fearless, but it also carried a hint of frenzy. When Immortals fight, mortals suffer the consequences. Such an observational opportunity was rare indeed!

"I just launched a hot-air balloon to gather information from high altitudes. Although the balloon burst in just a moment, it still gathered some information."

"At high altitudes, there appeared to be extremely high, almost incalculable, Humo index."

"However, our ground level’s Humo index is normal..."

"So, there’s no need to worry too much, ’Game’ should have protected us. Otherwise, we would have been gone by now."

"This situation is beyond our control."

Number 24’s message was simple: those trapped here couldn’t manage this situation and couldn’t escape back to the real world, so they could only stay put and watch.

However, it was a Demon God-level confrontation and such occurrences were exceptionally rare.

All kinds of instruments were at full power, electronic screens were breaking down in sequence, and the staff did not feel it was a pity. This opportunity was truly once in a lifetime; they might not encounter it a second time in their lives.

"Sir... which side... do you think will ultimately win?"

Though people understood his point, they couldn’t quell their fright and desperately wanted to know the answer.

"I can’t distinguish. But according to the current situation, ’Game’ might have touched the attack Rule of the opposing side, who ’Game’ has yet to encounter."

"So, for now, ’Game’ might be in a state of passive defense."