Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 301 - 257: The Third Reincarnation (5400 words!)_3

Chapter 301: Chapter 257: The Third Reincarnation (5400 words!)_3

"Finally, we must find a suitable trigger for unleashing one’s rage."

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The fourth reincarnation began once again!

Wang Hao, without stopping for a breath, directly sought out the seven or eight people doomed to die in the "6 minutes and 44 seconds" monster wave, assuming the role of the "Prophet".

"Hey, buddy, wake up, wake up!"

A drunkard with a slightly flushed face on the ground was roused, opening his bleary eyes, and said irritably, "Who... who the hell are you?!"

Wang Hao, looking serious, replied curtly, "Who am I? Of course, I’m the person here to save you. I see you’ve got the look of death about you; I reckon you won’t make it through the day!"

Upon hearing the other person curse at him, the drunkard threw a punch in a fit of rage: "Damn it... I bet you’re the one who won’t live through today!"

Wang Hao stretched out his hand and blocked the punch.

With a physique of 300 points, if I can’t beat a gun, can I not beat you?

"The monsters are coming, if you’ve got the guts, just lie there; I’ll respect you as a hero. You’re brave enough to lie there while I kindly try to save you, and you hit me?"

Faced with a life-threatening situation and utterly unable to beat the other party, the drunkard struggled up from the ground, his expression changing as he tried to smile more amiably, "Which group do you belong to, bro? I was just a bit grumpy from waking up, my apologies."

Wang Hao didn’t bother with him and hurriedly shook the others awake: "The monsters are coming soon! Get up, if you don’t want to die, get up!"

These seven or eight people were already in a questionable mental state, looking at Old Wang suspiciously.

There was also a madman, who was screaming out loud: "How do you know the monsters are coming? Joking... you aren’t trying to steal my mushrooms, are you? I’ll just lie here, dammit!"

(Good, all these people’s mental states are questionable, no wonder they die in the monster wave.)

Wang Hao was inwardly pleased.

"Countdown to three minutes, the monsters are coming. Those of you who want to live, follow me. Countdown to 2 minutes 40 seconds, 39, 38, 37..."

"What, what are you talking about? This is the second level, how could there be monsters here! You must want to steal my mushrooms!"

This bunch of lunatics continued their raving.

The mushrooms growing on the second level underground grew rapidly, tasted delicious, and had certain hallucinogenic properties, making them of some trade value. Thus, those who had left Paradise mainly subsisted on mushrooms.

Everyone had their own territory mapped out, and losing territory meant losing mushrooms; no one wanted to leave rashly.

Wang Hao didn’t indulge them, casually counting down: "2 minutes 23 seconds... 22 seconds... 21 seconds, just lie there if you dare."

"Mushrooms are there every day, but you only have one life!"

"There’s another 2 minutes 17 seconds... I’m going now, you guys think it over, whether you want mushrooms or your life."

Finally, under the pressure of death, these few people crawled up from the ground and followed Old Wang for a distance.

"Kid, if someone steals my mushrooms, you’re going to have to compensate me!"

Wang Hao slowly counted down: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The instant the countdown ended, the cave lights turned red, and a huge wave of "Soul-devouring Ghosts" rushed in from the cave entrance with menacing momentum!

Those snarling monsters came with a ferocious force, crazily pouncing on the few stubborn psychopaths still lying on the ground. In just an instant, blood splattered, and all sorts of intestines were ripped out.

The bloody scene shocked the few people following Wang Hao; they all sweated profusely, knowing that if they had not retreated in time, there would only be one outcome: death!

"Don’t rush to run away, the security team will be here to save the day soon," Wang Hao waved his hand, "This way, I’ll lead the way."

Although the mental state and physical condition of these seven or eight individuals were concerning, and they were stumbling along, the pandemonium led them to follow Wang Hao instinctively. Having someone who seemed reliable to lead was surely better than running around aimlessly.

After leading the group to a relatively safe place, gunfire resounded in the distance. Wang Hao asked, "Would you like to have a good meal?"

"Bro, I really thank you. I mean... without you, we would have been dead," the drunkard panted heavily and took deep breaths, but his complexion was as pale as ever.

"That security team eats well, dripping with grease, but they haven’t fulfilled their duties, and several people have died. Can we get anything out of them?"

Everyone was startled by his idea.

The security team was strong, equipped with the best weaponry, how could you extort them? And who would dare to blackmail them?

Wang Hao said, "Hey, it’s not blackmailing; it’s about getting compensation."

"Our bags were taken by the monsters. Our food was stolen by the monsters too and even our relatives died in the recent monster wave. Were those who were eaten... relatives?"

"Without those things, how can we go on living? We can’t survive! This is legitimate compensation! Anyway, they need to distribute weekly supplies, just give us a little more."

"But I don’t have any luggage..." the drunkard began, then his expression cleared, as if realizing something. Who knew if his belongings were lost in the chaos just now? Who knew if the ones killed were his relatives?

In an impoverished environment, even a good meal became a massive temptation.

The group began to waver, particularly when they discussed that "the security guards generally have decent conduct, and it’s rare to see them kill people," the desire to extort began to stir.

(Very good, the people at the very bottom are beginning to be moved.)

Wang Hao listened to their discussion, a faint smile on his face.

His goal was to incite a full revolt among the lower echelons and ultimately destroy "Paradise"!

The talk of extortion was just a small spark.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The intense gunshots in the distance gradually thinned out.

Just like the previous reincarnations, the security team clashed with the wave of monsters. After a battle, the monster tide was repelled.

"What’s going on with you guys? Monsters have made it to the second level!" Unable to contain his anger, the drunkard bellowed, his face flushed red as he yelled at the security, "Didn’t you say you cleared up to the seventh level? Why is the second level..."

"My wife, where’s my wife? My wife is dead! Eaten by a monster!"

He played his part to the hilt, claiming the dead woman to be his wife.

Pointing at a trail of blood on the ground, he wept bitterly, shedding tears of anguish.

A large crowd of black-clothed, helmeted security guards, including Qi Sensen, stared over.

Just having repelled the monsters, the pervasive aura of killing intent became palpable, with smoking gun barrels still emitting heat.

Just one glare made the drunkard wilt; he felt as though he had fallen into an ice pit, shivers running down his spine, his tone lowered, and he awkwardly shuddered, "I was just asking... if monsters keep popping up on the second level, how are we supposed to live?"

"My wife, my wife... she’s dead!"

Wang Hao marvelled inwardly at the man’s cowardice; he was intimidated at a mere glance.

Stick to the damn plan and make a scene, will you!

But quickly, another woman, seemingly mentally disturbed, screamed from behind, "If you can’t even guarantee the safety of life, what kind of Paradise do you call this! How could you let this happen?"