Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 223 - 207: Stone Buddha

Chapter 223: Chapter 207: Stone Buddha

"Such an ability, let’s conduct an experiment first... Please wait a moment," the elderly Pope said in a hoarse voice, waving his hand at the people around him as they analyzed the data passed on by the Black-clothed Guard.

The current location, St. Peter’s Cathedral, was immune to the invasion of many supernatural powers.

"Funeral Parlor..."

He read through the document in his hands, pondering for a moment.

Turning his head, he commanded his subordinates, "Inform the experimenters that this funeral parlor was converted from the Qingtian Hospital. A total of 26 locations should conduct the experiment separately; do not provide any more extraneous information."

"Understood."

His subordinate didn’t question any further.

However, about five minutes later, no information had come through.

The old man’s face darkened, and he made a phone call, "Have you finished what I instructed you to do?"

"What... what did you just tell me?" The person on the other end of the line was confused, and all of a sudden, sweat poured down like rain, soaking his entire body.

"Is there a record in the computer?"

"There is... there’s a record of the communication, but I’ve forgotten what you just said. Completely... completely forgotten."

Faced with this scene, whether it was the intelligent group behind the Pope or Divination Master Jenny, everyone showed a look of surprised doubt.

This was truly shocking!

The old man made phone calls one by one.

Whether it was the experimenters or the people passing on the message, all had forgotten about the matter!

Even the information in the database was lost — as if it had been concealed by a mysterious power.

"It seems that this concept has indeed been shielded."

"This is not memory tampering but a form of ability on the level of the time axis," the Pope said with a calm and composed expression.

"Suppose the world was without this concept, then the various butterfly effects that arise would cause everyone to naturally forget about this matter."

Divination Master Jenny swallowed hard, "What should we do then? If we allow ’Mistaken Void’ to rewrite things like this, is our world still as we know it?"

At least the Subordinate Demon God ’Blood Demon’ evolved into tangible anchor objects, which human effort could identify.

But the ability of ’Mistaken Void’ was too abstract, leaving people feeling clueless, unable to even start the search.

"Don’t worry, Jenny, you are still too young," the Pope said with a smile. "You see, even the most difficult-to-investigate supernatural phenomena, while only budding, have come to our attention. What does this mean?"

"This is already a game among Demon Gods. We have an active Demon God on our side too. Compared to ’God,’ ’Game’ is indeed much more active. The future Earth will likely be the era of ’Game.’"

It was rather awkward for the Pope himself to say this. In fact, the long-standing struggle between humanity and ’God’ meant the Pope wasn’t a true zealot.

"As long as we don’t leave the cathedral, ’Mistaken Void’ cannot affect us."

"But could ’Mistaken Void’ target us, the ones in the know, for death?" someone else asked.

This time it was Jenny who spoke, shaking her head, "No, ’Mistaken Void’ has a very minor impact on the world."

"It doesn’t have that ability now. Without sufficient anchors, it can only affect some macro-level concepts, not the micro."

...

Various experiments were underway; a wealth of data was continuously coming in.

The related test results soon reached the ears of everyone at the Game Training Camp.

Only those Superpower Users above grade A, with mental and temporal abilities, could just barely remember this piece of information.

They must remind themselves constantly of the existence of this concept, or they would still slowly forget.

Of course, some special Strange Objects are still able to record this segment of information. After all, most Strange Objects originate from the Etheric Abyss and have no relation to this world’s timeline. No matter how powerful "Delusionary Void" is, it cannot affect the entire Etheric Abyss.

A heavy pressure surged in my heart.

"Our side believes that the most suitable Strange Object for the current situation is—’Stone Buddha,’" said the spokesperson of the Black-clothed Guard, "Since the incident occurred in Great Xia Country, our Black-clothed Guard will naturally take on the greatest responsibility."

"But we also hope everyone will not hesitate to lend a hand and lease some Strange Objects. As long as the price is reasonable, we are willing to bear the cost."

’Stone Buddha’, a High Level Strange Object capable of suppressing Cause Phenomenon.

The origin of the ’Stone Buddha’ is a mystery that remains unsolved.

Who manipulates the cause and effect of the world? Who controls it? Buddhist scriptures believe: The manipulation of cause and effect arises from the "causal power" of all dharmas and conditions, and is controlled by the "Cause Phenomenon" formed by the reception of all dharmas, possessing a transcendently independent characteristic. A person can change the will of God, but cannot change natural law, that is, cannot change cause and effect; cause and effect are inseparable, it is the nature of Buddha’s enlightenment, a dharma realm self-known to all Buddhas through time, and it should not be frivolously measured.

Within a 5-kilometer radius around the ’Stone Buddha’, the use of superpowers will be limited.

The more incense burns, the stronger the suppressive force becomes.

This thing is precisely what is needed to suppress the bizarre Funeral Parlor; no matter what kind of abilities "Delusionary Void" has used, suppression comes first.

Of course, the power of the ’Stone Buddha’ is limited; in fact, it cannot suppress the true body of a Demon God, but only the small amount of power projected by it.

The entire meeting was not very smooth. Since the incident took place within the territory of Great Xia Country, many leaders of international organizations were actually quite reluctant to contribute too much... Humans are such miraculous creatures, reveling in others’ misfortunes; a little help is already considered good.

And Strange Objects that suppress superpowers are foundational assets; who would complain about having too many? Even if it were only a lease, people were not very willing.

But it is better to send coal in snow than to add flowers on brocade.

Moreover, this matter is entangled with ’Game’ in some vague relations.

During the last disastrous event, Great Xia Country contributed the most and also gained the most benefits, this time...

Could it be the same?

This question arose in everyone’s hearts.

...

...

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

The roaring sound erupted as a heavy transport helicopter carrying a 20-ton marble Buddha statue arrived near the Funeral Parlor.

Pan Hao sat in the car, looking at the action in the sky from a distance, yawning.

The Funeral Parlor had been forcibly sealed off; no one could go in, and no one could come out.

He chewed gum, squinting his eyes, "Not too slow."

He hadn’t slept well all night, anxious and on edge.

The power of the national machinery was indeed strong; in one night, they had transported the ’Stone Buddha’ over thousands of miles.

Comrade Pan Hao naturally recognized this famous suppressor of superpowers and felt a wave of relief, "Calling the police was the right decision. The power of the state is much stronger than mine."

"Next, it should have nothing to do with me... When the sky falls, there will be tall ones to hold it up, and even the Saints don’t know where they’ve gone. Leave it to the Saints."

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder, and turning his head, he saw a bright-eyed, tall man with graying hair.

"Are you... Pan Hao?" he asked.

Pan Hao did not recognize the old man, but through the power of the "Nine-Colored Deer", he could sense that the other’s soul was very strong, the strongest among the humans he had encountered—of course, Saints excluded.

"Yes, that’s me." Pan Hao did not deny it and even felt a bit relaxed, "Are you the leader of the Black-clothed Guard? Don’t arrest me, I haven’t broken any laws."

"I’m hardly the leader, the members of the Black-clothed Guard’s higher council are all equals. Won’t you invite me for a drink?" The old man smiled familiarly.

"Shouldn’t you be investigating?" Pan Hao countered, "You’ve brought the Stone Buddha here, and you’re not going to investigate the Funeral Parlor?"

The man with graying hair shook his head and sighed, "We can’t provoke that. Such a terror is truly unmanageable; we can only let the Stone Buddha temporarily block it. We’ll use scientific instruments to gradually test it, collect information, and there’s no need to rush; haste makes waste."