Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 465 - 314: There Really Is a Small Problem with This World

Chapter 465: Chapter 314: There Really Is a Small Problem with This World

Professor Jin hurriedly asked, "Have Li Qingshan and the others arrived in the city yet?"

"Not yet," Old Lu replied anxiously as he continued, "I’ve been waiting on the riverbank, but only saw those taoists riding back on horses. Two thousand soldiers have all disappeared, and with the red fog growing thicker, many local gentry have become suspicious and are constantly fleeing."

"However, before these taoists returned, I took the opportunity to spread some rumors, claiming that these taoists were colluding with the Evil God and had harmed the soldiers."

Old Lu’s decisions were still very reassuring.

True lies, nine truths to one falsehood; the city plunged into chaos a bit early which could actually reduce casualties.

"It shouldn’t be considered a rumor, but the truth," Number 24 said with a cold laugh. "Aren’t there other minor deities in Fenghua City? Where have they run off to? Why don’t they come out and resist?"

"These minor deities may have all been enslaved. Even the County Magistrate of Fenghua City hasn’t come forward to stop the chaos, and no one knows where he has gone. I suspect..."

Lu Tianming revealed a terrible truth, "As for the County Magistrate... I suspect he’s been killed!"

"Hmm, I keep spreading rumors, claiming the County Magistrate was murdered by these taoists, to incite panic. Right now, with no one to restrain them, as many as can flee, will flee."

"But this is also good, the Magistrate being killed, the management paralyzed. Once we deal with this disaster, the big city will be ours!"

...

"Hmm... I always feel like I didn’t sleep very soundly."

Wang Hao slowly woke up from his sleep, yawning.

The first half of the dream was about a bright and clear one in the Mountain and Sea Realm, which consumed quite a bit of his mental energy. The plotline of the Mountain and Sea Realm seemed to have entered a climax.

But there were hardly any dreams in the latter half, and he vaguely felt not rested enough.

"I’ve been increasingly sleepy lately, and I don’t know why."

He glanced out the window at the not-so-pleasant weather, a rainy day, three o’clock in the afternoon, the closing hour for the casino.

Nearly 20 hours of sleep?

He rubbed his eyes, forcefully perked up, and went downstairs to boil some instant noodles.

Cousin Han Xiaoyue had to attend school and still find time to come back to take care of the sick patient, which was quite exhausting. To lessen her burden, Old Wang claimed he could take care of himself and told her to only come back on weekends.

"What should I eat today?"

He always felt that his sense of taste declined a bit after getting sick last time, many things that used to taste good now seemed bland and flavorless.

Wang Hao liked to cook the noodle cakes from instant noodles, but did not use the included seasoning packets. He added some fresh vegetables to the noodle cake, a few slices of leftover braised pork from yesterday, and the sauce, topped with a fragrant fried egg. Before long, a steaming bowl of noodles was ready to serve.

"Ah, the breath of life."

Wang Hao’s interest was slightly piqued, and he finished off his meal with some pickled vegetables, eating heartily.

He didn’t know why, but he’d been feeling tired quite easily these days.

After consuming a large bowl of noodles and yawning, he found himself feeling sleepy again.

In previous days, he had even visited the Hospital for this "excessive sleepiness," getting all sorts of scans like CTs and MRIs. There were no tumors in his brain, all indicators showed healthy, so it could only be attributed to a "consciousness disorder."

The doctor said that if his excessive sleepiness became more severe, he would have to take medication to control it.

But Old Wang always felt he had no mental issues; he just liked to sleep, or perhaps enjoyed the magical happiness of dreams coming true.

He checked his phone, and sure enough, the subsequent plot of the "Mountain and Sea Realm" game mirrored exactly what he had dreamed.

His fingers swiped through the screen, a stream of text.

[...]

[A miraculous victory!]

[In the fierce war, Qingshi Town had not a single casualty, and the disaster was resolved.]

[The remaining taoists fled in disarray like whipped dogs.]

[The local deity ’Great Mother of the Turtle Spirit’ is willing to submit to the authority of the Heavenly Gate, accepting rule by the Emperor of Heaven.]

"This world is indeed a bit out of the ordinary, exactly like the scenes in my dreams."

Wang Hao did not doubt himself at all, in fact, he had a small sense of triumph, feeling he had some sort of secret special ability.

A voice in his mind kept muttering, "Don’t pursue it further."

"What if the government catches me and dissects me for research?"

That’s true!

Life was so blissful, whether he had special abilities or not, what did it matter? He, Old Wang, didn’t want to be a president or a capitalist; he just wanted to lay low at home as a homebody... Even if he couldn’t find a wife, it really didn’t matter to him.

Speaking of which, his tastes had been getting heavier lately, transforming from a lover of pure romance into a Minotaur warrior. However, his sexual preferences hadn’t changed; he still liked long black hair and big chests.

The sight of pure love made him sleepy, but the Minotaurs gave him a bit of an excited feeling. Old Wang couldn’t figure it out, "Could it be that I want to put on a green hat for myself? Could it be that Xiaoyue found a boyfriend?"

Thinking this, Wang Hao hurriedly sent a message on QQ.

The reply came: "No boyfriend!"

...

As Han Xiaoyue studied in the self-study classroom, the sight of the message made her break out in a cold sweat.

She feared that a "boyfriend" would suddenly pop out from nowhere.

Fortunately, such a scene did not occur, meaning her big cousin did not have a strong desire to impose a boyfriend on her.