Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 235 - 215: The Inherited ’I

Chapter 235: Chapter 215: The Inherited ’I

"What...what is this?"

"Could the world in the mirror be the world I control... Is Pan Hao one of my informants, who saw the resurrection of the dead and realized something was amiss, thus he was terrified?"

"Is it possible to travel to the world I control through the mirror?"

The situation was becoming increasingly complicated; Wang Hao’s mind was somewhat in disarray as he manipulated the Paperman, which hopped twice and actually touched the mirror.

The wire contacted the mirror surface, emitting a light clang sound.

The traversal was unsuccessful.

It made sense, really. If travel could be so easily accomplished, Ms. Feng Ling wouldn’t have needed the power of the Horror Elevator to reach his world.

After studying the strange mirror for a long time without figuring anything substantial out, it appeared several resurrections had occurred inside it.

Moreover, these people were initially shocked by the resurrection, but gradually, they seemed to care less and became more composed.

Wang Hao felt a sense of urgency growing inside him, but he was still completely clueless about the connection between Qingtian Hospital and the scenes inside the mirror.

"This must be the ’Moon of Illusion’ performing a concept rewrite... Damn, the ’Moon of Illusion’s’ ability is slowly affecting my world."

"What does this mirror mean? Why can this mirror see the world I am in?"

He continued to control the Paperman, moving it around on the floor; the black and white filter turned darker and the air seemed to twist with some transparent substances.

The screen also popped up some notifications: "You feel a coldness throughout your body, an indescribable feeling of fatigue."

"You want to have a good sleep."

The game system was reminding him; as his san value continually decreased, he was possibly going to die again, so he had to hurry!

Suddenly, at the very bottom of the freezer, he saw a piece of paper!

He quickly maneuvered the Paperman over to examine the note.

It read in delicate handwriting: "Stranger, if you have found this note, it means you are exploring this desolate world with fearless courage. As the world ebbs to oblivion, we ought to do something."

"This mirror is placed here by me, you might find it odd. Don’t be alarmed, I possess a special ability and am trying to introduce an external variable. A powerful entity has found me."

"If another world is reflected here, it means I succeeded; if not, I failed."

"Whether I succeed or fail, I will die. But it’s okay, don’t worry about me."

"The partial truth about this hospital is written on the back of the note, knowing the truth might kill you, be careful. Don’t make meaningless sacrifices without proper preparation. Don’t be curious!"

Wang Hao hastily turned over the note, to see several jumbled characters: "X Month X Day, Hospital ground collapses Qingtian due to facade."

In the moment he learned these words,

the world spun around, and a "rumbling" sound resounded once again.

"Does it have to be this absurd? Even the words in reversed order have to be like this!"

Wang Hao yelled in his heart, watching as the building forcefully collapsed, a chaotic barrage of concrete hurling itself in his direction.

Soon, Wang Hao’s figure was completely buried by the collapsed rocks and sand.

"You died."

"Cause of death: Crushed by collapsing concrete (Delusion)."

"What the hell..."

Wang Hao was completely numb.

It wasn’t due to fear, but rather a faint sense of despair.

This despair was not strictly related to imminent danger...

But it enveloped the whole world, the sun eternally extinguished, forcing humanity to face an enduring night.

Only a small group tirelessly sought ways to save themselves, even at the cost of their lives... They went to great lengths, striving to leave behind as much information as possible.

Whether it was the previous owner of the journal, the series of "Zhou Haoran"; or the ingenious Doctor "Feng Ling," courage deserves to be hailed as one of humanity’s most significant traits. If there is courage, other human traits naturally manifest.

This insane world view was addictive to him.

"The Fourth Catastrophe’s plan to save the world is about to begin!"

Gently removing his helmet, he rubbed his somewhat sore eyes.

Sitting up straight, he was exhilarated!

Next came the most enjoyable time for solving the mystery, with the collection of clues over two playthroughs seems to have reached a sufficient level.

Even if there are undiscovered elements, they are merely supplementary details.

"First and foremost, the point that needs analysis is none other than myself, the Archives Director, Comrade Zhou Haoran, who personally wrote this diary."

"The first ’me’ only emphasized one point, ’I’ questioned my own form of existence and stressed that I would definitely commit suicide."

"Why would he do such a thing?"

"The second ’me’ claimed that the suicide attempt failed, and he began making nitroglycerin explosives, wanting to go out with a bang."

Nitroglycerin can be used to treat cardiovascular diseases and can be obtained from a hospital.

In the span of eight months, indeed one could accumulate quite a bit.

"The third ’me’ again claimed that the explosives plan also failed, and covertly provided a clue about Doctor Feng Ling. He shifted the focus of his investigation to Doctor Feng Ling... the final outcome does not seem very pleasant."

What in the world was going on?

This diary was also bizarre, not something a normal person could write.

What had ’my’ actions led to, success or failure?

Wang Hao recorded this information on paper and began analyzing, "Why did the first ’me’ want to commit suicide? Did he succeed?"

Because only through "suicide" could one gain some critical information about ’me’.

What critical information?

"The answer was only one, the first ’me’ had indeed succeeded in committing suicide."

Truly dead.

"The first ’me’ died from suicide, and then a new ’me’ arrived who possessed almost the same memories... but their handwriting was slightly different, they were not the same person, only the memories were the same."

"The second ’me’ inferred from the fact of the first ’me’s suicide that important information about his own memories had been rewritten."

"So, he too questioned his own form of existence, wrote bizarre diary entries, and began making explosives."

"The cause of the second ’me’s death is unclear, likely due to the explosives attacking the hospital, subsequently resulting in his being killed by ’It’."

Wang Hao sighed, "Warrior."

"Thus, a third ’me’ came along who, through the diary, also hypothesized that his own memories had been terribly altered."

"He began investigating the truth about Doctor Feng Ling, realizing that knowing too much might cost him his life soon."

"So, the third ’me’ wrote down a passage: ’Because of my opponent, I scrutinize myself, because of my opponent, I understand myself, because of my opponent, I become a stronger version of myself, hello, my opponent, someday, I will become a better me.’"

Having analyzed this far, Wang Hao’s body trembled slightly, emitting a cry of admiration.

Three different individuals, different souls, mysteriously possessing the same memories, became the Archives Director at Qingtian Hospital.

Outsiders were unaware of all this.

And we, who have discovered the truth, began our own tradition of passing on the torch.

We question ourselves.

We doubt everything.

We...put it into action.

A certain ’me,’ through suicide, accomplished the first instance of passing on the torch.

All history is human history, the torch is passed, courage accumulates, when everything returns to dust, who can prove we were ever here, who could know of the multiple ’me’s?

Are we the same individual?

Perhaps not, perhaps...yes.

Wang Hao thought harder and felt more amazed by this strange and intriguing story!

The seemingly calm Qingtian Hospital, in fact, hid such turbulent undercurrents!

His forehead even broke out in a slight sweat.

The reason "humans" are so fascinating is that humans make some ’altruistic’ actions.

The harsher the adversity, the more courage shines forth, producing numerous heroes and heroines, though most of these heroes vanish in the dust of history.

Wang Hao continued analyzing, "The third ’me’ wrote this sentence meaning that although I would die, due to mysterious factors, there will always be a successor with the same memories to continue the next task. When knowledge accumulates to a certain level, we will eventually solve this mystery."

"Of course, this might just be a ’delusion’ born of despair."

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