Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 222 - 206: The City’s Schemes Are Deep, I Want to Return to the Countryside!

Chapter 222: Chapter 206: The City’s Schemes Are Deep, I Want to Return to the Countryside!

A hint of pale blue light flickered before Han Xiaoyue’s eyes, seemingly indicating that it had plenty of reserve strength, completely not needing to ask for help.

"Is that so? But at the time..."

Han Xiaoyue tilted her head and said, "Your computational power almost hit its limit. Big Cousin could hear the graphics card screeching, although I can’t hear this sound... What if he can’t play his games and gets all cranky?"

"Is the opponent that strong, even better at calculating than you?"

The pale blue light flickered again, indicating that it indeed had a significant amount of reserve strength!!

Miss Xiaoyue smiled and then talked to herself, "I heard that, on your home turf, some concept was rewritten? Seems like a minor concept, but human behaviors are changing because of it. This ability is really scary, terrifying indeed."

"Don’t tell me you let it be rewritten on purpose, playing hard to get huh."

The pale blue light flickered frantically, showing that it truly had a certain degree of reserve strength!!!

"Well... I’m going to go eat some chilled watermelon with Big Cousin. If we don’t eat watermelon soon, summer vacation will be over." Han Xiaoyue bounced upstairs, glancing back with a smile.

"I’ll buy you some time. Eating a piece of watermelon, you should be able to handle it, right?"

The blue light twinkled a few times.

"Forget it... You can handle it overnight, right?"

The blue light flickered dimly a few times, unclear what it was expressing.

Only a whole row of machines were left, madly crunching numbers.

With the computational power being hogged for calculations, even Ling Pingzhi’s computer was unavailable to play on, so he could only stay on the bed, shrinking into a corner, silently daydreaming.

The recent scene had caused a huge psychological shock to his young mind.

"A Demon God, actually being... mocked by mortals; this world is far too terrifying! Who is this woman?"

But unfortunately, as an anchorless piece of trash, he was destined to never leave this internet cafe.

The moment he did, he would sink into some unknown, terrifying world, a price he couldn’t afford to pay.

Moreover, if the "Game" was lost, he would also sink down with it...

Ling Pingzhi hugged his head, shouting loudly in his heart, "City folks really know how to play; I want to go back to the countryside!"

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Wang Hao, having nothing better to do, was surfing the internet.

In truth, he wasn’t the kind of person who spent all day gaming, taking an interest in national affairs and being an armchair critic was also quite enjoyable.

Of course, he wasn’t the emotional type of ranter but a rational keyboard warrior!

Rationality, the pinnacle of accomplishments in the human world, but sadly most people are actually more emotional than rational.

For example, in the thread "How much stronger is Great Xia’s power compared to Japan nowadays?" there were people who believed that Great Xia was clearly no match for Japan.

Of course, it was expressed with a tone of ironical criticism, lamenting over issues like textbooks and summer festivals, dragging all those topics into the conversation.

"These people obviously just haven’t struggled enough, feeling uneasy whenever others show a bit of pushback," Wang Hao said to Han Xiaoyue, who was eating watermelon, "What do you think, is struggle a long-term thing?"

"Of course... it is," Han Xiaoyue mumbled with her mouth full, her ears perking up.

"Since the struggle is long-term, yet there are always those who want to achieve their goals in a single battle, seeking to have no problems on their side, this is a manifestation of naivety," said Wang Hao. "Wars between colossal forces are all-encompassing and multi-dimensional; it’s hardly easy to crush the opponent."

"I’ve heard that protests are frequent in Japan, complaining that our coast guard ships have been operating for 100 days straight; of course, this is something no one pays attention to."

"And the effect of force is mutual, only wanting the other side to suffer a setback while making no mistakes on our own side, that can only be said to be childishly naive. Even crushing a grasshopper sprays its guts on us, so how can the thoughts of so many people be unified without dreaming?"

Han Xiaoyue always felt there was an underlying message, but she had no clear evidence.

Does Old Wang really know nothing? She remained skeptical of this claim.

"Then you write an article and spray back," she suggested.

"Even if I wrote it, no one would ’like’ it," Wang Hao sighed. "In this era, only emotional text gets ’likes.’ Up to now, I’ve written so many articles, and I’ve only gotten a little over ten thousand ’likes.’"

"Out of those, seven thousand ’likes’ are for bragging about my beautiful cousin, not posting a photo, yet a bunch of people shout ’Uncle-in-law.’"

Han Xiaoyue silently remained speechless, "Hurry up and write, I’ll ’like’ it for you!"

Wang Hao nodded, "Forget it, I’m just bored anyway, being an armchair politician is quite enjoyable, I’ll write it and then sleep."

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The new emergency meeting was arranged to be held in the visitor’s conference room of the Game Training Camp.

At 3 A.M. local time, some were bleary-eyed, woken up in the middle of the night and thus in a poor state of mind.

Fortunately, the supernatural world has many ways to refresh oneself, and the Immortal Bean Coffee provided by the Black-clothed Guard efficiently boosts spiritual power with hardly any side effects.

After a while, a few more people projected their images through remote conferencing.

This time, the number of participants was just over thirty, but they were all grim-faced, racking their brains over a particular issue, occasionally a soft discussion could be heard.

"Alright, everyone," a somewhat elderly voice came from the right side, it was the eldest Pope, now just a holographic image.

So many days had passed; he had already returned to his headquarters, St. Peter’s Cathedral, a contact site with God and considered one of the safest places in the world.

"Let’s first hear what the Black-clothed Guard have to say, an S-level event, even if just in its nascent state, is worth paying attention to."

"None of us want another Blood Demon incident, right?"

The aftereffects of the Blood Demon incident were still ongoing; if there were frequent S-level disasters, not to mention the global economy collapsing, the number of dead and injured would be countless. Social chaos would ensue, and that was something no one wanted to see.

Soon, Elder No. 2 of the Black-clothed Guard relayed the situation: "This time the situation is very serious, the newly emerged Demon God ’Delusion’ may have modified a concept in our world. Our Black-clothed Guard’s special investigation team has already set out urgently and will arrive at the scene in about 2 hours."

"After modifying a concept, what happens?"

"Our cognition will undergo a comprehensive rewrite."

"Originally, there was a Funeral Parlor there, but now it has been rewritten into a Hospital, and everyone around believes it’s natural and does not harbor any suspicion. They think the existence of this Hospital is normal, not feeling at all that yesterday it was a Funeral Parlor."

"It’s not just memories, but also the information data in the electronic databases that have all been rewritten."

"What has currently changed is a very small ’concept’ known to few, with little influence on the world. But if ’Delusion’ fully succeeds, they will use it as a fulcrum to rewrite more concepts."

"According to intelligence provided by those in the know, the Funeral Parlor has not yet disappeared, but there have been instances of the dead coming back to life..."

"Specific information is still under investigation."

Concept rewrite and resurrection of the dead!

These two abilities were indeed shocking, and for a moment, the conference room fell into silence.