Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 65 - 62 It’s Ineffable

Chapter 65: Chapter 62 It’s Ineffable

Whether the neighbor was human or not was yet to be determined, and whether they were the culprit behind the "downfall of Li Family Village" was also unclear.

But in the "Paradise" scenario, he might have been at the bottom of the food chain, just slightly better off than the Main Character himself.

He couldn’t even break through a door set by Grandma, nor could he climb over the ivy—what else could that be if not the bottom of the food chain?

And the neighbor didn’t seem too bright either...

But in the next second, something unexpected happened!

After hearing Wang Hao’s question, the old man’s face showed extreme fear, his whole body trembled, and he took to his heels, running away as fast as he could!!

From a distance, only one sentence could be heard: "Silly lad, you’re dead meat! How dare you mess with it!"

"You’re dead meat! You’re done for! You..."

Wang Hao, puzzled, asked himself, "What’s happening?"

Suddenly, he noticed something was off.

In that instant, the environment became eerily silent, all sounds, even those of insects, disappeared completely.

Even the occasional breeze stopped stirring, and the only things audible were the increasingly disordered breathing of the characters and the "thump, thump" of heartbeats.

"Huff... Huff... Huff..."

A message popped up in the game: [For some unknown reason, you’ve started to feel breathless.]

[You feel extremely dizzy and tired, and nameless pain and hesitation fill your heart.]

A blood-like darkness enveloped from all directions.

The moment his body was covered by this blood-colored darkness, the game screen underwent a violent change, and a dark red "filter" appeared again, giving everything a touch of red.

All lines were distorted, just like the images in an oil painting, filled with a bizarre unreality.

And the previously white fog rapidly turned into red mist.

Wang Hao was not too unfamiliar with this scene; it was what happened when san values were near depletion, a scene bordering on death.

In other words, he was about to die!

"What?"

He let out an involuntary noise from his throat, his body breaking out in cold sweat, feeling utterly incredulous.

"Why did it suddenly turn into a low san value state? Although I haven’t eaten pancakes today... it couldn’t just happen like this, right?!"

"Could it be the conversation with the neighbor?"

With this major incident occurring, and with the screen undergoing a massive distortion, Wang Hao involuntarily became tense.

This painting-like vision was quite uncomfortable.

He cautiously looked around, barely able to distinguish that the yard was still the same yard.

But that big peach tree, under the red filter, looked especially sinister—as if its branches, twisted together like gnarled human veins, were emanating an uncomfortable aura.

A child stood at the doorway, a silly little brother with a runny nose, who was curiously looking at his older brother.

His face, too, had a touch of blood color.

The silly little brother looked puzzled: "Bro, what’s wrong with you? Why are you lying on the ground?"

"Damn it..."

It wasn’t that Wang Hao wanted to court death; he himself didn’t know why this was happening.

He braced himself and returned to the living room, then, he stopped dead in his tracks.

Wang Hao swallowed hard and noticed "Grandma" with her back to the door, chewing on something at the dining table. The chewing motion and sound were somewhat similar to gnawing on a packet of pickled pepper chicken feet.

"You’re back? Go to sleep early," Grandma’s voice sounded somewhat hazy, as if passing through a thick wall before reaching Wang Hao’s ears.

Wang Hao wanted to cry but had no tears—this was the first time he saw the real "It."

"Is this right, is this not right?"

"You’re not playing fair, why did you come out directly? Not playing fair at all, it’s only the first day!"

The first time he’d had face-to-face contact with "It."

It meant his current sanity value had dropped to an unbelievably precarious state.

In the previous Reincarnation, he had only seen traces of "It" in the mirror.

But in the second Reincarnation, on just the first day, "It" had already appeared...

"Grandma’s" neck slowly twisted, the bones squeezed against each other, forcefully turning 180 degrees, to the extent that he could see the age spots on Grandma’s face and the residual grease at the corners of her mouth.

Wang Hao’s face turned ashen, even though he knew he was just playing a Game, he still felt an eerie chill brewing around him.

He struggled to think why it had appeared.

There was no time to think too much, nor did he dare to look at "Grandma," whose neck was still twisted 180 degrees; Wang Hao quickly retreated from the living room.

Perhaps because the character’s own mental state was extremely poor, coupled with a distorted point of view, he couldn’t stand steadily, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Night was about to fall.

"Grandma," with a smile on her face, approached step by step.

"Bro... what’s wrong?" His brother asked with concern, as if Grandma didn’t exist at all, "What’s wrong with you?"

"Do you see it?" Wang Hao asked.

"See what?" his brother asked, bewildered.

Indeed, in a normal sanity state, one couldn’t see "It."

The onset of darkness certainly meant greater risks, Wang Hao dared not delay; he grabbed the cornbreads from his bag and began to eat them frantically!

After finishing the first cornbread, the red vision receded somewhat, and his mental state seemed to have improved.

"Where are you? Come home quickly," he heard Grandma’s distant call.

The voice trembled, carrying a hint of mechanical stiffness.

As his sanity increased, Grandma was slowly receding into the distance.

No choice, Wang Hao dared not delay and had to pick up the second cornbread and continue eating.

"Where are you? Where are you?" Grandma’s calls became more and more ethereal, like a scene from a dream.

"I eat!"

"I eat frantically!"

The foolish brother watched in astonishment, shocked by his elder brother’s eating manners—were cornbreads that delicious?

After eating the third cornbread, a message popped up on the game interface: [You’ve eaten way too much and feel exceptionally full.]

The red mist turned back into a white fog.

The "Grandma" standing at the door completely vanished, and Wang Hao’s wildly thumping heart settled down slightly.

He breathed a sigh of relief but didn’t dare to be complacent; during this brief period of heightened rationality, he quickly climbed up the giant peach tree—which had reverted from its blood vessel-like appearance back to its normal form.

Sure enough, in a high reasoning state, he could see through the white fog and see farther!

Within a hundred meters, there were a dozen sparsely distributed households, all low and dilapidated rural mud houses. The land was vast with sparse inhabitants, with hardly any people, just a few "people" moving in the far distance.

There was also a winding path at the front door, leading who knows where.

The neighbor, an old man, lived about 20 meters from Wang Hao’s yard; the neighbor’s gate was closed, and the old man hid in his house, not daring to come out?