Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 214 - 198 The Condition of Taishan Altar

Chapter 214: Chapter 198 The Condition of Taishan Altar

Earth, Great Xia Country, Taishan Altar.

The first phase of the major construction project was underway, hotly progressing!

Thanks to the unique construction ability of Great Xia Country, tens of thousands of construction workers were busy in three shifts. Bright neon lights illuminated the site like daylight, even at 10 o’clock at night, cement mixers, cranes, and automatic brick-laying machines were still working non-stop.

"The first phase of the construction will be completed within four months, estimated to accommodate over ten thousand people for living and coping with the increasing number of international guests..."

"But compared to the huge demand, this construction speed is still too slow."

"Research institutes, residences, airports, and many other functional buildings are lacking; we still need to speed up the progress."

"Ah, we can’t rush it. Cement needs several days to solidify properly; we certainly can’t build on it before it’s set, can we?"

"If only we had the ability from ’Game’ to grow buildings from the ground," sighed a member of the Black-clothed Guard, secretly delighted in heart.

Taishan Altar had become the center for supernatural world exchanges in just a short month!

Countless foreign researchers flocked here.

The influx of people naturally generated higher living demands, especially since these consumers were generally wealthy with excellent economic power; in the short term, it had already driven the economic development of the surrounding small county towns. Given time, the whole land of Qi Lu was expected to yield tremendous economic benefits, with various universities already planning expansions.

"I have a big question, who exactly is the adversary in ’Game’? How powerful are they? Is there a hierarchy among Demon Gods?" Ms. Chen was happily enjoying a late-night snack with Li Qingshan and Xu Zhijun.

"As for the sociological study of Demon Gods, it’s still a blank slate. Some believe there is cooperation among Demon Gods, others think there exist symbiotic or dependent relationships," Li Qingshan said lightly, "If you can figure it out and even gain some preliminary evidence, you could merit the 29th rank in the Black-clothed Guard."

Chen Xinyi rolled her eyes; was that sarcasm? She knew she didn’t have that ability.

She only knew she was a disaster magnet, favored significantly by ’Game.’

Due to Taishan Altar being crowded with guests, many original members of the Black-clothed Guard had to vacate their dormitories and move to a temporary base in the adjacent small county town.

This small county town had cheap and high-quality goods, especially the braised pig’s trotters at "Big Rice Bucket Canteen," which were uniquely tender, flavorful, and chewy.

"The opponent in ’Game’, also an unknown Demon God, can influence all of humanity. Aren’t you curious?" Ms. Chen wiped the oil from her mouth, unable to resist the temptation of the delicious food, and took another piece of pork.

Game characters have special privileges; they can eat without gaining weight!

With the support of a 15-times training speed, they could easily digest any amount of energy.

For foodies, this privilege was surely an SSR-level great talent!

"I’ve never been curious."

Always disciplined, Li Qingshan merely tasted a bit and then put down his chopsticks: "It’s wise to know one’s limits; rashly spying on a Demon God could cost more lives than one has."

"What’s there to be afraid of, ’Game’ might just resurrect us?" said Chen Xinyi.

Li Qingshan sighed, "Everything in the world comes at a price, just like you eating that piece of meat, gaining a bit of fat, your physique deteriorates slightly, and your body might just fall apart a bit."

"’Game’ recruited us for its own purposes. If you recklessly seek death, it not reviving you is also quite normal."

To him, eating late at night was simply being irresponsible to oneself.

So, it was just a matter of tasting it.

On the other hand, the "Glutton," Xu Zhijun, ate meat and drank beverages zealously, unable to stop.

Li Qingshan saw Xu Zhijun’s voracious eating and couldn’t help but console, "Xiao Xu, you can’t keep eating like this. Although you drank from that Subordinate Demon God’s well and regained some clarity, the power from the water is limited."

"Perhaps one day, you’ll fall back into a muddled state. The well has already dried up, and you won’t have another chance to survive."

Xu Zhijun’s pork trotter paused in mid-air.

He swallowed some saliva.

Then, he swallowed again.

Ultimately, he overcame his appetite with great determination and set down the pork trotter...

Li Qingshan, as a leader, imposing in both character and self-discipline, turned to Chen Xinyi and said, "You too, why do you keep asking him to eat supper?"

"His diet needs strict control; the side effects brought by the power of the Blood Demon might be lifelong and can only be overcome by long-term use of willpower. Otherwise, he could suddenly turn into a Glutton, and not even Immortals could save him."

Chen Xinyi, unfazed by the criticism due to her carefree nature, brazenly retorted, "Don’t be so serious. Eating supper once in a while isn’t a big deal."

"I see him in pain from time to time... Only when he eats does his mood improve, so that’s why we’re here for supper."

Xu Zhijun suddenly said, somewhat vacantly, "My mother..."

His voice was hoarse.

But a slight sadness showed on his face, which didn’t quite fit his burly image.

Li Qingshan shook his head and sighed, "We’ll find a way to handle your mother’s condition. As long as she’s alive, there’s hope."

"But as for yourself, no matter the circumstances, you can’t give up on yourself, right? As a supernatural being, you could turn into a monster at any moment, and in the end, you must rely on your own spiritual power to overcome it."

"In the past, the Black-clothed Guard had a supernatural being named Chen Jianyun. Whenever he fell asleep, he could potentially turn into a monster."

"But ultimately, he used his willpower to create the technique of lucid dreaming to control his body’s transformation instinct. Human spiritual power can create limitless possibilities. Even if diagnosed with a terminal illness, spiritual power is still vital."

Li Qingshan was such a person who always took things seriously and rarely strayed into playful antics. Naturally, when it came to serious matters, he was extremely reliable.

Although Xu Zhijun was not highly intelligent, he, too, had human desires and emotions.

He sat there silently, his mind alternately lucid and confused.

Spiritual power... it’s so difficult to achieve.

His mother was critically ill with cancer cells spread to various organs, hanging by a thread in the ICU, and might never wake up again after falling asleep.

The medical technology within the Black-clothed Guard was impressive, but human technology inevitably has its limits; otherwise, wouldn’t everyone live forever?

Even the Game Training Camp had its limits.

According to the Investigator’s research, the medical equipment in the Game Training Camp might be the remnants of a more advanced civilization, not developed by the "Game" itself.

Thus, the "Game," merely nature’s porter and a Demon God of the Time System, wasn’t particularly adept at healing human bodies; it only performed rudimentary time reversal.

Clearly, Xu Zhijun lacked the ability to have the "Game" help by reversing time.

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