Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 415 - 295: Monk Comes to Earth_3

Chapter 415: Chapter 295: Monk Comes to Earth_3

It is no wonder that the monk doubted the value of life, for what is possibly more painful than physical suffering is the wandering and insecurity at the spiritual and mental level, unable to see the road ahead...

Qiu Yuan recalled the pain he had once experienced, and the more he cried, the sadder he became. At the same time, a malevolent energy grew within him, and a faint black smoke emanated from his body, showing signs of becoming a demon.

He loudly asked, "Dare I ask the Buddha, does this world have a golden age, a paradise, a beyond?"

Wang Hao was slightly stunned, not knowing how to answer this unfortunate man.

In fact, even if the other party became a demon, he was nothing but a slightly stronger ant, and could be suppressed with a single thought. However, he now wanted to persuade the other party and, after pondering for a while, came up with a good idea.

The scenery in this boundless space began to change.

"The beyond? What is the beyond? Monk, what is the beyond in your heart?"

The gray-black fog gradually dissipated.

Monk "Qiu Yuan" arrived on Earth, in Bund, the most bustling area of the Magic City.

It was a beautiful, cool, and crisp autumn day in October, and People’s Square was teeming with countless people, surging like waves.

To the lively music, more than a hundred middle-aged women formed squares, dancing the "Square Dance" with energetic moves: "1, 2, 3, 4," "2, 2, 3, 4," "once again," incredibly vibrant.

"What is this place?"

The malevolence on Qiu Yuan’s body gradually dispersed, seemingly frightened by the baffling scene.

"Is this the world of Outer Heaven?"

Outer Heaven is mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.

Among the Three Thousand Great Worlds, the Mountain and Sea Realm is just one.

And the people dancing around him were all ordinary people, without any Taoist skills or the presence of any divine energy.

These middle-aged women were simply dancing.

But the sheer number of people coming and going left him stunned and sweating—this flow of people was simply too massive!

Wang Hao did not answer; he just let this bewildered monk look at a better world—Earth might have its flaws, but surely it was much better than the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The neon lights of skyscrapers reflected off each other, outlining an old man with a smiling face, pieces of fried chicken being packed into white food boxes, and a gentle female voice emerged.

"I am not a southern girl’s floral dress, not the chilly morning about to melt in Daocheng, not the shaft of sunlight in Zhengzhou winter, not Miss Dong’s Lanzhou in her heart, not the rose in the grocery store owner’s hand, not the lake seen in Chengdu passed by the northern queen on Sichuan road, not the bitter northern migratory birds, not the mountains and rivers trodden by Zhu Xing, but today is KFC Crazy Thursday, who will treat me?"

Qiu Yuan listened to the advertisement with a bewildered face; he completely did not understand what it meant.

"Mom, I want to enjoy Crazy Thursday! I want, I want!"

"V-me 50, enjoy, Crazy Thursday!"

Oh, it turns out to be a restaurant’s banner... Those moving figures, could they be Magic Artifacts?

The monk absentmindedly patted his bald head.

At this moment, his limbs were intact, and he had regained his physical body.

He watched as a picky little girl threw a half-eaten meat bun into the trash can.

His heart sank heavily!

Although eating meat was a breach of his monastic vows, seeing food being wasted made him willing to break his vows and pick up the bun to eat—of course, ordinarily, such good fortune would not fall to him.

But why didn’t anyone in this huge crowd scramble for the discarded bun? Why? Where were the beggars?

Could it be that this place is the Forbidden City of the Emperor, where beggars are not allowed in?

It must be so!

Looking further afield, various exotic buildings glistened under the sunshine, huge halls made of marble, some structures over a hundred years old, telling the history that had occurred here.

And the boats floating on the river, like dragon boats piercing through the layers of waves, heading to even more distant harbors. The banks meandered, stretching out into a thousand-mile-long corridor.

"Is this... the beyond?"

"These people, where do they wish to go?" Monk Qiu Yuan trembled all over, gazing bewilderedly at the passing crowd.

"The beyond? It’s not what you imagine," Wang Hao’s voice seemed to descend from the heavens, "Qiu Yuan, they are just working, living, resting, that’s all... Where is the so-called beyond? Where is the instant success? Let me show you this world."

The scene shifted, and the two came to a nearby office building.

The monk’s ears twitched, hearing a faint sobbing sound.

It was a girl speaking on the phone to her family, crying as she spoke.

"Mom... I’m really tired."

"I can’t keep up anymore. I have to work overtime every day from eight in the morning until ten at night, more than twelve hours a day, for a month now... The boss dumps all the work on me, even errands. Today I made a tiny mistake, and he scolded me in front of everyone. I really can’t keep up anymore, sobbing..."

The monk clasped his hands together and silently prayed for this young lady.

So this world, too, had its fair share of unfortunate souls.

"Buddha, is she unable to afford food, about to starve to death?"

"No, she might have some debts, but she can still afford food. There really aren’t many people in this country who can’t afford food."

Qiu Yuan felt a stir in his heart and exclaimed, "Everyone can afford to eat, isn’t that the beyond?"

"Human needs have five levels, and basic sustenance is the lowest need. How can mere sustenance be considered the beyond?" Wang Hao said, "Self-actualization, the peak of creativity, is the highest need, only through self-actualization can one achieve peak experiences. But this need, most people cannot meet, nor can society provide."

Qiu Yuan pondered, unable to understand or comprehend.

The scene shifted once again, and the two arrived near a police station.

The police officer in the room was interrogating a suspect, using a ballpoint pen to record the statement: "Why did you fight? What’s the reason?"

"He was flirting with my girlfriend, even sending those kinds of pictures to her! I just beat him up!" The man said angrily, clenching his fist.

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