Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 263 - 243: The Old Street and the Meat Mountain

Chapter 263: Chapter 243: The Old Street and the Meat Mountain

Farther away lay a dilapidated street.

Old houses, one after another, and plastic signs scattered on the street, "Big Rice Pot Canteen," "Wanjia Hotel," "Deep Space Grand Hotel," and so on, were obscured by dense mold.

There were also a number of rusty, abandoned vehicles parked by the roadside.

The crowds from the outside world seemed to turn a blind eye to this desolate street, each going their own way.

Only these few from the Abnormal Foundation ventured into the decaying street.

"This was a bustling district in the past, where, over forty years ago, a tremendous disaster occurred."

"At that time, it couldn’t perfectly control its own power, twisting many humans into distortions."

"Therefore, this area has become forbidden to civilians. Under its influence, people unconsciously ignore this place and are unable to perceive its existence."

"Do those distortions... still exist?"

"Of course, there are quite a few monsters. Humans are too fragile, but under its control, they won’t rashly enter human territories. Otherwise, human society would have been thrown into chaos a long time ago."

"It also doesn’t wish for humanity to be extinct before its true escape."

Chen Xinyi’s palms were sweating a little, it hadn’t truly escaped yet, and it had caused all these phenomena, truly... terrifying!

In front, the Baribaba Building stood, reaching 888 meters into the sky, once a landmark.

At its most prosperous, its market value was worth a trillion, with tens of thousands of people working in the building; peripheral workers spawned around there numbered over a hundred thousand.

But now, the building was in a state of decay and ruin.

Electric cables, long past maintenance, were overgrown with moss.

Cobwebs spread wantonly in the stairwells.

The stench of decay could be smelt from afar.

Chen Xinyi saw a few furtive "things" watching them from the rooftops, those pairs of blood-red eyes staring intently at them.

Occasionally, some humans, bundled up tight, hurried past this place.

"What are these?" asked Chen Xinyi.

"Some civilian forces, united over certain religious beliefs, or for some special reasons. We haven’t found a way to counter it yet, so we’re seeking some external variables," the Abnormal Foundation’s lady said. "As long as they don’t deliberately cause trouble, we won’t provoke them on purpose."

"In fact, there are quite a few unrecognized heroes among the civilians, like those in the Qingtian Hospital... who have made contributions in silence."

"There are also the anchor powers of the Subordinate Demon Gods scattered in our world. These are all minor assistances, they’re just a bit... trivial."

Chen Xinyi nodded silently.

Is the Game the biggest variable?

She didn’t know... hopefully...

"The line of demarcation between humans and distortions is this old street."

"Here, its attention is actually lower."

"Due to these twisted phenomena becoming chaotic beings, they barely provide any Idealist Buoyancy... therefore, they’re of little interest to it."

"The it of now has started to consciously maintain the existence of human society, even attempting to keep it running smoothly. After all, it’s only the existence of humans that can maintain the anchor, and it might be learning how human society operates. This concerns us greatly."

Chen Xinyi swallowed and nodded again.

In truth, aside from nodding, she didn’t know what else to do.

The lady dared not delve too deep into this topic, thinking to herself, "Our major factories are still operating normally. Our water purification plants, power plants, and farms are also running as usual, without any social chaos. But, it’s really hard to produce high-end technological products."

"In our area, there’s no market competition anymore... Every company has been around for a very long time, and everyone just goes to work and leaves on schedule. Taking it easy, slacking off a bit, the market naturally loses its vitality. As for why this is the case, you can probably guess."

"After all, it could never understand why the world would lose its vitality."

Chen Xinyi heard the implication.

If you panic, then it forcibly alters your memory so you don’t panic.

If you’re not working properly, then it makes you work!

This... is a world slowly dying.

But as the population gradually dwindles, people are starting to become somewhat scarce.

...

[Danger—Do Not Enter Ahead!]

A red sign, imbued with mysterious supernatural effects, blocked the street. This sign was placed by the Abnormal Foundation and served as the "Rule" here, preventing ordinary people from accidentally wandering in.

After all, among ordinary people, there are also heroes.

On the sign there was also a scribbled line of small print: "It might be some animals affected by nuclear radiation, you’d do well not to be foolishly curious."

"If you’re unprepared, you’d best leave quickly."

Who knows who wrote that.

Decades of developments had formed various strange unwritten rules in the world. People voluntarily abided by and maintained these "rules," while adding a few annotations, passing on their experiences.

"Actually, some experiences might not be completely correct, just like blind men touching an elephant."

The team entered the hazardous street.

"Thump... Thump thump."

As they delved deeper into the district, a meaty mound staggered out from one of the buildings.

Like an obese, upright pig, it had long fangs protruding from its mouth, and its scales on its back clicked together with metallic sounds. This monster might weigh a ton.

Two Abnormal Foundation staff emotionlessly opened a backpack.

Exposing the gleaming white salt inside.

A full twenty kilograms!

"Roar!"

The "monster," upon spotting them, unfurled its full mouth of sharp teeth and dove towards them with a roar, its thundering footsteps echoing peculiarly loud in the deserted street.

But the two staff members didn’t even blink as they grabbed bags of salt and hurled them forcefully at the creature. Quickly, the monster let out a roar and, like a slug, the water in its body seeped out, leaving it paralyzed on the ground.

The two moved forward and skillfully dissected the creature, peeling off its skin and flesh.

Then, they picked up its balloon-like sacs, heavy and possibly weighing over fifty kilograms each, filled with a clear, yellow grease.

"This is a special fuel with a very high calorific value, used to make the Strange Objects ’Undying Lamp,’ where 10 grams of fuel can burn for a very, very long time. It can also be used in the making of fuel cells."

"Explosives made with this kind of fuel have soul-damaging capabilities. This guy isn’t high level, and there aren’t many like it. We hunt a few each day, it won’t notice... we’ve been doing this for several years now."