Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 442 - 305

Chapter 442: 305

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After dealing with matters related to the "Water Ghost King" and establishing "Six Paths of Reincarnation," Old Wang lay back comfortably on the chair and took a lovely afternoon nap.

Since his last bout of serious illness, his energy had never been quite as abundant as before, spending 12 hours of each day lost in sleep, always waking up feeling as if he could never fully awaken.

However, Old Wang was easily contented, and to him, sleeping was delightful too—what with the array of bizarre dreams he had. Isn’t that wonderful?

This time, he drifted off again, dreaming that the "Water Ghost King" was enduring the scorching of Hellfire and suffering from the devastation of the Eight Cold Hell, his flesh freezing to the point of discoloration.

The "Water Ghost King" lay prostrate on the ground, shivering and ceaselessly begging for mercy.

Wang Hao cleared his throat and said, "If you don’t want to suffer, just work honestly... Go to the vicinity of Qingshi Town and split the mountain rocks to pave the road; you shall be spared from the agonizing hot and cold."

"Oh, right. Here’s a hammer, a saw, and a piece of sandstone. Hurry and start your work on the mountain."

The Water Ghost King stopped its wailing and actually began to use the tools, diligently shaping the huge bluestones knocked off the mountain, laying them down on the road surface.

After watching the laborers work for a while, Wang Hao once again woke up from his sleep.

Doing good deeds every day, I really slept well!

He went downstairs, had a bite to eat, and then picked up his smartphone to play.

"34 points of Power of Illusion, what resources should I transport with it?"

Developments over at Qingshi Town were coming along nicely, with yet another avatar of the "Water Ghost King" mining rocks and paving the road day and night, so the pace of construction had sped up.

"To get rich, build roads first!"

Wang Hao considered building a railroad but, upon reflection, decided against it—the current population was only two to three thousand, which fully negated the need for a railroad.

"Maybe strengthen the military by sending in more soldiers?"

"That’s not a bad idea..."

He couldn’t make up his mind just yet.

So, he shifted his focus to Li Qingshan to see what the Main Character was up to.

Conditions inside Fenghua City seemed less than ideal.

[You’ve been a Qinghui Taoist for many days now, gradually becoming familiar with those around you and gaining an initial understanding of the local unwritten rules.]

[Inured to the stench of Bo Market, the prison guards are quite indifferent to death; convicts mysteriously die each day, with new ones constantly brought in. You constantly remind yourself that this is a pathological apathy.]

[Every morning, you persist in cultivating "Purple Qi Eastward," believing your Spiritual Power and physical strength have increased slightly.]

[Today, after completing your work, you find some free time. Where do you plan to visit? The residence of the Kunlun Immortal Master; the Records Room to browse archives; chat with the prison guards in the cells; the dark and damp alleys; the slightly bustling marketplace; the Taoist Temple of the Divine Turtle Mother.]

Wang Hao paused for a moment and sighed, "The situation is quite serious."

Li Qingshan’s storyline was grim and suspenseful, an unsettling contrast to the bright and sunny circumstances of Qingshi Town.

At first, he approached it with a playful attitude, randomly choosing options while cloaked in the identity of a Qinghui Taoist. The risks weren’t significant. But making the wrong choice in a place could just waste time for no reason.

Old Wang was slightly fearful of stumbling into a bad ending, so he had to be a bit more serious.

Today, there was a special new option [Records Room].

Let’s choose that!

[You heard from the head jailer that the Records Room, located to the east of the government office, stores a great many local archives. So, you decide to visit the Records Room. Inside, about a dozen bookshelves laden with official documents await, covered in a thin layer of dust.]

[The managing Scholar, intoxicated and drowsy, is slumped over the table napping. Hearing your footsteps, he looks up briefly but is not suspicious. After all, it seems fitting for a Qinghui Taoist to come and cleanse the place of its negative energy.]

[You wake him up and pass him some Silver, expressing your interest in the history of Fenghua City and wishing to learn more about its customs and culture.]

[With a red, smiling face, the Scholar gladly accepts the Silver and points to a shelf for you to browse at your leisure. While this isn’t exactly by the book, as long as no one makes a fuss, it’s all well and good.]

[While perusing the archives, you come across several suspicious clues.]

[* Within the documents, you discover that a local deity called "God Wuming Wen Shu" was ordained a True God three years ago, enshrined in a side hall of the Taoist Temple.]

[* Within the documents, you discover that the population of Fenghua City might be declining year by year, with a high mortality rate among newborns. The reasons behind this are not made clear.]

[* Within the documents, you discover that grave robberies have been frequent in recent years, with even the bones from the burial mound dug up and lost without a trace.]

Wang Hao scratched his head, baffled by these ominous clues.

"Such obvious hints... Could the upcoming evil boss be this ’God Wuming Wen Shu’?"

Just thinking about the 34 points of Power of Illusion he’d gained from capturing the "Water Ghost King" invigorated Wang Hao.

"With supplies in hand, there’s no need to panic. If worse comes to worst, I can just add some extra military strength. I wonder how much I’ll be rewarded for capturing this ’God Wuming Wen Shu’?"

Of course, it’s necessary to sustain war through victories. However, if just one defeat were to occur, the combat power of Qingshi Town would drastically drop, and it would be incredibly difficult to recover. Therefore, it was still important to exercise caution.