Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 250 - 230 Someone Can’t Wait!

Chapter 250: Chapter 230 Someone Can’t Wait!

Ling Pingzhi, at his pinnacle moment, couldn’t create any life either!

He could only influence existing life by anchoring and transforming it.

The Blood Demon was the same, merely turning existing "ginseng" into "Blood Ginseng" and humans into eerie creations of the void, something he couldn’t fully accomplish.

But now, the internet café owner had created a powerful "Demon God"?!

He couldn’t fathom such an ability!

The more Ling Pingzhi thought, the more terrified he became. He clenched his teeth so hard that he shattered his spoon and accidentally swallowed it.

He chewed on the ceramic for a bit before realizing something was off.

"Save me! I just shattered a spoon. Humans will discover the anomaly! Save me!" Ling Pingzhi was once again terrified, but he gradually calmed down upon realizing that no one around was paying attention to him.

He decisively swallowed the entire spoon.

"That way, no one will notice... It’s just one missing spoon after all."

He was a captive of the "Game," somewhat reluctantly in the past, having lost his freedom and any further opportunities, much like being in prison.

But now...

"Next time he greets me, I must smile. Yes, smile."

Ling Pingzhi paid his bill with his phone, got up, and left.

No one indeed noticed the missing spoon.

"I’m still a bit puzzled. Why do you want to help humans?"

"A world where humans are close to extinction... There are countless such worlds... What does that have to do with you?"

"Wait... He has the ability to create. Who are you, you, you, you... You weren’t created... I don’t mean to pry! Really, I don’t!"

The strange visitor, "Ling Pingzhi," felt like he had stumbled upon some crucial information and was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

"Can I still forget now?"

The blue light flickered, seemingly sneering, mocking, jeering...

In Ling Pingzhi’s human career, this was the first time he had felt such fear.

The most dangerous thing in the world is "knowing."

"Knowing" could possibly lead to contact.

Ling Pingzhi found himself in a desperate situation...

Only the boss’s little daughter, while clearing the dishes, noticed a spoon was missing and pouted, cursing internally,

"So annoying, that gluttonous guy even steals!"

Ling Pingzhi, eager to please, threw out the trash in the internet café and mopped the floor several times,

like a janitor, leaving the place spotless.

Meanwhile, Han Xiaoyue chuckled beside him: "You’re quite diligent. But remember, cleaning doesn’t pay, and don’t even think about taking my job. I’m the boss’s relative, after all."

Ling Pingzhi nodded and bowed to the peculiar mortal, not daring to take her lightly.

"Oh, and by the way, the lady from the dumpling shop next door, her daughter seems quite fond of you. She just sent me a WeChat message, said you stole their spoon, and told you to return it quickly."

Ling Pingzhi got goosebumps again.

"This world is truly crazy!"

"My spoon-eating has been discovered!"

To this day, Ling Pingzhi still hadn’t figured out what the apparently mortal woman "Han Xiaoyue" really was.

The high-dimensional games were terrifying, the complex interplay of points, lines, and planes beyond his understanding. He had no idea why his former self dared to be a part of such games.

Ignorance is indeed bliss...

"I’ll give it back to her after I excrete it."

"What? You didn’t eat it, did you?" Han Xiaoyue mocked him playfully, grinning broadly. "You’re not one of those people with special abilities, are you?"

"I’m just a regular person. I’m going to buy a new one at the supermarket right now. I just broke the spoon... I didn’t steal it!" Ling Pingzhi screamed loudly, overly reactive.

"Oh, then you better hurry up."

The current "Ling Pingzhi" now had self-consciousness akin to a human.

His Supernatural Ability had drastically decreased, even altering his thought patterns.

Now... he just wanted to be an idle salted fish, enjoying pleasures unique to humans.

Only after buying a new spoon from the supermarket and returning it did he finally feel a bit secure as he returned to his booth to hide. Yet, that bit of blue light still followed him at a leisurely pace.

"Are you following me because you want me to do something? Didn’t we agree? A drop of well water each month."

"You, you, you... You want my body?!" Ling Pingzhi screamed in horror, "How can you do this? This is outside our agreement! Can’t you just have him create it? What problems can’t he solve?"

Even for a Demon God, everything in the world comes with a price...

Ling Pingzhi had grown accustomed to human life and naturally lost his adventurous spirit.

A simple "Whac-A-Mole" game could amuse him for a long time.

Recently, he had become obsessed with a high-difficulty strategy game called "Blue Alert," which was well-suited for someone as clumsy as him, probably enough to keep him entertained for months.

"Sigh, I didn’t used to think this way. I used to scheme and calculate to gain some..." Ling Pingzhi sighed, his ears twitching, "But now, if something offers great benefit but entails the risk of death, I’d rather not do it."

"I really can’t handle your intense games."

"...Lying down is best."

"But I don’t quite understand... You want to help humans to defeat the ’Delusion’ in the short term, which seems almost impossible, right?"

Games among colossal beings take centuries, millennia, even tens of thousands of years.

Unless there’s a significant difference in the tiers between both parties, they can only find a loophole and quickly suppress the other in a blink of an eye.

However, the current conflicting Demon Gods are nearly equal in power.

It means, it might take hundreds to thousands of years to determine a winner.

But...

Some people can’t wait!

Who wants to wait hundreds of years for the next part of the story? By then, dishes would be cold.

"So, we need to make use of more external powers? My power?" Ling Pingzhi roughly understood, talking to himself, "Let me think... I’m human now too. The low-entropy thought process is indeed fascinating; they are the species in the Etheric Abyss who enjoy life the most. But I need to get something before I can help you."

"Ling Pingzhi, Ling Pingzhi, are you there?" Ling Pingzhi heard a few annoying kids looking for him outside, calling loudly.

"I’m busy, don’t disturb, I’m doing business."

The internet café had free air conditioning and WiFi, attracting many children to cool off. These were Ling Pingzhi’s human friends, often playing "Glory of the Dominator" together.

Since everyone was just terribly unskilled, nobody could complain about anyone else.

Usually, as long as no destruction was caused, the generous and tolerant "internet café owner" wouldn’t interfere much, even feeling that a lively place was good.

Of course, the second floor was off-limits to outsiders.

Ordinary people would subconsciously ignore the stairs leading to the second floor. They had no idea it even existed.

From here, one couldn’t hear any noises from the second floor.

Even if they could, they wouldn’t dare to eavesdrop!

Eavesdropping could lead to serious issues!

That place was reserved only for those favored and officially invited...

Ling Pingzhi looked at himself in the mirror, his face slightly pale and limbs relatively thin, possibly due to lack of sunlight exposure, resembling a malnourished youth.

And somewhat cute.

Pity he wasn’t a girl.

He lamented in his heart.

But gender wasn’t something he could choose actively.

Was his human body also "created"?

While the blue light hadn’t vanished, Ling Pingzhi asked another question, "If I help you... when can I have more human emotions? Like... sexual desire?"

"That girl from the dumpling shop next door... isn’t bad either."

One of the three great illusions of life appeared: phone vibration, I can counter-kill, she likes me.

Ling Pingzhi quickly explained, "No no no, I’ve noticed that a large part of human emotions is related to sexual desire... many small websites are broadcasting reproduction-related content, with quite high visitation, but I really don’t understand the significance of this repetitive mechanical action. Without such desire, there’s a lot less fun."

The blue light in the air flickered, seemingly emitting a teasing chuckle.

"Can’t I have sexual desire? Can’t my name have this desire? Why not?"

"Alright, I’ll help you, as long as you owe me a favor, it’s not impossible... after all, you’re such a great god." Ling Pingzhi lay back down, then immediately sprang up from the bed upon hearing something, "My best partner is the Blood Demon? As long as the Blood Demon comes here, I can have sexual desire?"

"Ah, I never want to see it again in my life. Please, don’t bring it here, I beg you, I beg, I beg!"

Ling Pingzhi opened a sugar-free cola bottle with some panic, and took a big gulp.

A few seconds later, he revealed an intoxic\-drated expression.

This magical bottle of cola never ran out, and drinking from it brought a lazy, cozy feeling, as if basking in the bright spring sunlight, turning into a feral cat lounging on the ground after consuming catnip.

Ling Pingzhi was completely addicted to the sensation of being a "feral cat."

In the past, he had never thought about how, after all the struggles and hardships, rising to the upper world, he would end up being a super "shut-in."

He was addicted to the joy brought by "self-consciousness."

It was no longer possible to return to the past.

Floating upward, Demon Gods, all had nothing to do with him!

His heart desired only to drink cola, sleep, and play games!

"Ling Pingzhi, Ling Pingzhi, are you there?" a kid called out to him from outside, "Is your phone call over? Let’s get ’Glory of the Dominator’ going."

"I’m busy today, too tired, not playing games!"

Encouraged by the blue light, Ling Pingzhi slowly walked out of the internet café.

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