Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 49 - 47 The Old Man Next Door

Chapter 49: Chapter 47 The Old Man Next Door

Hearing their replies, the old woman once again nodded with a smile, "If Grandma comes back early and yells for you to open the door, what would you do?"

The younger child immediately shouted, "It’s a bad person pretending to be Grandma! Grandma has her own keys and can open the door herself. Grandma will only come back on the afternoon of the seventh day."

"What if a real bad person gets in?"

"Use the mirror to reflect them, then hide inside the Paperman’s house!"

"Can you go into the Paperman’s house normally?"

"No!"

Seeing that the children had answered all her questions correctly, Grandma smiled kindly once again and asked the last question.

"Can you look into mirrors?"

"No!"

This back-and-forth made Wang Hao’s skin crawl; this was definitely not a normal conversation between people.

Why did it all sound so eerie?

But this wasn’t surprising. If the game’s script was just an ordinary script, that would be boring.

"This cutscene must be a key hint for surviving seven days; I need to make a note of it. You never know when it might come in handy."

Wang Hao frowned slightly as another issue crossed his mind: could this so-called "Paradise" actually be a ghost village?

Are all the things outside monsters?

"It’s not outside the realm of possibility. The situation seems dire, the task quite challenging."

With such thoughts, the dialogue scene came to an end.

With a "creak," Grandma, supporting herself with a cane and carrying two baskets, hobbled away into the thick white fog and disappeared.

Only the two children, one older and one smaller, were left to guard the house alone.

Grandma wouldn’t return until the seventh day.

Therefore, they had to hold out for seven days.

[Name: ??? (Avatar)]

[Age: 10 years old.]

[Physique: 59 (Average adult level is 100)]

[Ability: None]

The character’s attributes were exceptionally weak, lacking any skills.

Meaning this unfortunate little friend was as helpless as a chicken; no monster could be defeated by them.

Looking around, this was a little mountain village with no electricity, a "Parallel World’s historical world," suggesting it might be a fictional setting that should not be judged by the main world’s common sense.

The room’s decor was plain, consisting of just some ordinary wooden furniture.

This furniture looked like it had been used for years, carrying an air of decay. The room’s ceiling was less than two meters high, and the windows let in light poorly, making even the daytime inside somewhat gloomy.

"Brother?"

"Uh-huh." The brother sat on a stool, fiddling with a tangram and looking confused.

"How old are you?"

This little brother appeared rather simple-minded, sitting there counting on his fingers. After a long while, he said somewhat uncertainly, "Six years old!"

Wang Hao pinched the simple-minded brother’s face and pulled his tongue out for a tug.

A prompt appeared: [You feel the warmth of a normal human body and a strong heartbeat.]

After confirming the simple-minded brother was a normal human, he felt somewhat relieved.

In the living room facing the yard, there was a big mirror covered by a red cloth.

The whole room’s layout exuded a spooky, eerie vibe.

"Per Grandma’s instructions, if someone really breaks in, am I to use the mirror on them?"

What’s the mirror? The Demon Mirror?

Should I take a peek?

These questions lingered in Wang Hao’s mind. After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Brother, have you ever looked at the mirror?"

"Grandma said never to look at the mirror!!"

His naive brother clearly remembered Grandma’s instructions and immediately shouted righteously as if he were a Warrior defending justice.

This caused Wang Hao to abandon the idea of directly studying the mirror.

He noted down the first mystery: "Mirror."

In this bizarre environment, his heart rate involuntarily began to quicken, while his breathing slowed.

Even his footsteps became unintentionally lighter.

Luckily, he had his silly brother for company, who seemed fearless, endlessly sniffling and playing with toys. He appeared to have adapted to this horrifying setting.

The house had a rather sizeable yard, surrounded by a hedge wall covered in luxuriant ivy-like plants that climbed the walls.

As Wang Hao approached, the ivy moved as if it were a sensitive plant.

He immediately halted his steps, not daring to get close to the ivy, and turned to shout, "Brother, look at this ivy!"

"Grandma said we shouldn’t get close to the ivy, or it will eat us!"

Well, then.

In the yard, there was also a large peach tree adorned with a few peach blossoms. Climbing up the tree, Wang Hao could just make out, through the thick mist, the neighboring low-earth house where an old man in a white vest emerged, seemingly tending to his garden.

"Melon Kid, is your grandma home?" The neighbor also spotted the child in the peach tree, "Are you home alone?"

"Yeah! My grandma is at home!"

The neighbor "Oh"ed, seemingly without suspicion, "Melon Kid, be careful not to fall from such a height!"

"I won’t."

Wang Hao suddenly noticed that this neighbor was extraordinarily tall, at two meters, and his limbs were disproportionately long compared to an average person.

He himself was wearing several layers of clothing, signifying that the local temperature wasn’t high.

Yet, the old man next door was only wearing a vest.

"If I leave this yard, will the neighbor attack me? Grandma kept telling me not to open the door; leaving here must be the riskiest thing to do."

This damned place was full of mysteries, and right off the bat, two unsolved ones had arisen: the mirror and the neighbor.

To gather more information, he would have to defy "Grandma’s" warnings, potentially at the cost of his life.

Wang Hao was a bit reluctant to risk his life, which was worth 200 points, and he wasn’t too eager to court death.

"Forget it, let’s just experience the story for now, no rush."

He glanced again at the ratio of game time to real time: half an hour in reality equaled one day in the Game.

If he found time passing too slowly, he could press the [Speed Up]button. As long as nothing unexpected happened, the day would end in an instant.

In theory, he only needed a maximum of 3.5 hours to complete this script.

He didn’t expect to get through it all with just one life, especially given the Five Stars difficulty—it was anyone’s guess when a ghost or monster might show up.

He went back into the house.

In the kitchen, he found 14 thick corn cakes, each as big as a washbasin, mixed with green onions, meat, and eggs, looking nutritious and delicious.

When struck by Hunger, the character would automatically run over to eat a corn cake, with the daily ration exactly one per day.

Fourteen cakes for two people were just enough.

Of course, he could also forcefully control the character to eat more cakes or to starve, but starvation might lead to a significant decrease in energy.

After all, the current Main Character was just a 10-year-old child. A single day without food would leave him virtually without any strength to move.

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