Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 361 - 277 Military Surrounds the City Incident_2

Chapter 361: Chapter 277 Military Surrounds the City Incident_2

"Really just lying there? Passed out?" Wang Hao, because of his stupid choice, was so anxious he was scratching his head, a newbie asking for advice, what should he do about his game character who just wants to lie flat and not work?

He restarted his phone and toggled the software several times.

It wasn’t the phone’s problem, the "Cross-dimensional Game - Mountain and Sea Realm" had actually gone to a black screen.

Wang Hao cursed under his breath and could only go back to his computer desk, where he played a round of Civilization V, from morning till evening, before he realized that the damned software had come back to life.

[You wake from a coma...]

[Your mind is filled with a myriad of thoughts; you reflect on your brief life, characterized mostly by agony and oppression, with fewer moments of joy, often putting others before yourself, yet never having busied yourself for your own sake.]

[In the yellow woods there are two paths, and sadly you cannot choose both. As a traveler, you stand and gaze longingly down one path until it winds into the distant thicket.]

[One is called "The Lesser Self," an inherently righteous choice because it’s closer to the mortal world, the ordinary choice of most.]

[The other path is named "The Greater Self," brimming with thorns, demanding exploration and sacrifice.]

[This morning, both paths lie still in the undisturbed foliage. Thus, you embark, leaving the other path for another day.]

[You’re unsure whether to turn back.]

[With a gentle sigh, you look back at all that has passed, having chosen the less trodden path.]

[Stranger, you have awakened from the ’Great Mother of Pustules’’ temptation.]

[Your fighting spirit has been restored.]

[You’ve plundered the minor force of the ’Great Mother of Pustules,’ Physique +103, gaining the Superpower ’Super Strength,’ temporarily achieving a 2-4 times increase in strength.]

"So it was the ’Great Mother of Pustules’ bewitching that led to lying flat."

"If I hadn’t chosen to lie flat, would this scenario have not occurred?" Wang Hao wondered in surprise.

This game is too magical, full of surprises everywhere.

After the increase of 103 in Physique, he had broken through the upper limits of humanity, and with the "Super Strength" ability, Li Qingshan became even more formidable.

"As expected of a High Level Idealism plane, a small personal gain is a major advance for all humankind."

[Just then, the door was opened. Pan Hao, who had been gathering information all day, walked in with a grim expression, seeing that you were awake, he discussed with you the events he had witnessed today.]

[It turns out, Qingshi Town has been deemed diseased by the court. The place is rife with malignant energy, with each household suffering the pain of zombies, and every room echoing with cries of grief. Some families have perished altogether, some have been decimated.]

[To prevent the spread of the epidemic, the court dispatched Yellow Turban Strongmen to guard all four directions of Qingshi Town, decreeing that anyone leaving the town would be killed without question.]

[Only once the epidemic is over will these Yellow Turban Strongmen leave, so, for now, Qingshi Town has descended into chaos.]

[You stood stupefied, the confidence and ambition which had just begun to rise in you once more vanishing into thin air.[Photo]]

Wang Hao clicked on [Photo], and this time, instead of a prank, the image seemed to be straight out of a cultivation novel.

The Yellow Turban Strongmen seemed to be some kind of special Puppet, about four meters tall, seemingly incredibly strong, and wielding massive cleavers that weighed hundreds of kilograms.

With a swing of that cleaver, they could probably overturn a tank, let alone humans.

"Does the enemy have Mobile Suits as well? I wonder what their true combat capabilities are?"

Suddenly, Wang Hao thought of something, "Wait a minute...no wonder Comrade Lu Tianming was shamelessly lying down in the ruined temple, to avoid this disaster. Experience does count for something, after all, Old Lu only has one life."

"Let him lie down properly then."

Wang Hao deeply admired the S-class Investigator’s ability to turn misfortune into a blessing.

"Now, these two are probably going to bite the dust."

[Stranger, now you really need to think about what you should do.]

[1. Continue hiding here and watch developments.]

[2. Go to the pleasure quarters and gather information.]

[3. Play big, kill the town’s Witch, burn the temples, destroy the source of the epidemic ’Evil Core’!]

[4. Try to communicate with the Yellow Turban Strongmen.]

[5. Find a way to escape the town.]

[6...]

A series of options, perhaps only one is correct, perhaps there is no correct option.

Old Wang fell into deep thought.

He clicked on [6...]

A prompt popped up, "Please take note, choices of actions that do not match the scene’s logic will result in the Main Character immediately falling into a state of madness."

"Got it, got it, I’m thinking carefully here."

He typed a string of text: [Spread the doctrine of ’Great Mother of Pustules’ throughout the town.]

...

...

In ancient times, aside from locking down cities and isolating, there weren’t many good solutions to plagues, only to let people die, city by city.

Either everyone would die out, or everyone would be infected, and the epidemic would naturally disappear. So past outbreaks of the plague, cholera, and smallpox were terrifying diseases that made people’s hair stand on end.

And the epidemic in Qingshi Town is related to the "Evil God," adding to the complexity.

The Yellow Turban Strongmen outside didn’t dare to rush in and destroy the temples head-on, but guarded the exits from afar.

Anyone attempting to flee the town was mercilessly slaughtered under the edge of the blade.

"These Puppets are more than four meters tall, they might weigh five or six hundred kilograms, with impressive power systems... If we could get one of the Yellow Turban Strongmen back, would the Academy of Science issue a medal?"

"Would those old professors studying Ideal perpetual motion machines be so shocked that they’d drool?" Pan Hao chatted with Lu Tianming through Conch Headphones, in an on-and-off manner.

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