Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 69 - 66: The Letter from the Black-clothed Guard

Chapter 69: Chapter 66: The Letter from the Black-clothed Guard

It might have been because the visuals were too real, or perhaps because the immersion was too deep, but Wang Hao felt like he was experiencing a unique life, fully aware that he would die tomorrow, yet frantically searching for a chance.

It was like a terminally ill patient, who ultimately doesn’t want to die.

The second reincarnation failed again.

He had merely confirmed some thoughts in his mind.

But the more he was frustrated, the more he felt an eager enthusiasm brewing within him, a growing desire for a lifeline.

This feeling... it was nothing like a normal game!

The closer he was to desperation, the more he felt a burning desire to take risks in the face of danger.

After a long while, Wang Hao’s mind slowly regained calm.

"Everything is fucking over now, just stepping out and getting extorted by the lowlife Biaozi, this world is too dangerous."

"Today is my last day, with only a small half of a corn cake for tomorrow, I’m definitely going to die."

"I really don’t understand, where did Grandma run off to? Why would she go out?"

He bowed his head, deep in thought. The only explainable reason for Grandma’s departure was her lack of "rationality."

Here in this accursed place, even wild creatures like Biaozi worried about their rationality, let alone wise human forms like Grandma.

"So, what was the reason Grandma took me in?"

The first possibility, Grandma was truly a super kind person. The "game character" was really her blood relative, making her protect "me" and "my brother" at all costs.

Of course, the probability of this reason was very low, considering the existence of "the previous child."

It’s not possible that so many children are all relatives.

The second reason, the existence of "me" and "my brother" could be used to enhance rationality (san value)!

And it wasn’t just a modest increase but a significant boost that could last for months, even years, not just a cheap commodity like corn cakes that only lasted a day.

Otherwise, sustaining "me" and "my brother" would be too costly.

After pondering for a long time, that terribly unsettling feeling once again pervaded his heart; it was hard to discern the true situation due to insufficient information.

He scratched his head and sighed, "In any case, there’s another way in the village that can permanently enhance rationality."

"But this method is beyond my reach at the moment, I’m truly at my wit’s end now."

"I hope I can find something useful in this shabby house."

The dust in the house was incredibly thick, as if no one had entered for over a decade. With a gentle step, dust and smoke scattered around, the halo effect and particle effects were genuinely astonishing.

It took some time, but he pushed a table to the door to support the shaky entrance.

"It’s better than nothing... if something really tries to come in, I won’t be able to stop it."

Once again, he explored each room.

The original owner of the house was quite particular, the furniture was neatly organized, and pots and pans were all in place, ready to be used after a rinse with clean water.

There were still some firewood in the kitchen, but he found no food whatsoever, let alone cornbread.

When he entered a room on the eastern side, Wang Hao was stunned.

On the desk in the room, there lay a red letter, its stark color striking against the dim, gloomy background!

This discovery exhilarated him as if he had suddenly grasped a lifeline in despair.

"Haha, I found something great! I knew the second reincarnation wouldn’t yield nothing!"

Wang Hao, with trembling hands, picked up the letter and saw several crooked characters written on it: "Black-clothed Guard Class B Investigator, Left by Li Xianfeng."

The Black-clothed Guard again?

Wang Hao was greatly shocked; both of his characters, Li Qingshan and Chen Xinyi, were members of the Black-clothed Guard.

And now a "Class B Investigator, Li Xianfeng" had appeared!

He quite liked the Black-clothed Guard; in this haunted place, it meant being on an absolutely unified front, an ally relationship!

However, upon further reflection, Class B Investigator, Li Xianfeng, and his two characters, didn’t seem to be from the same era.

Li Qingshan and Chen Xinyi were both from the main world, members of the modern civilization.

This "Class B Investigator, Li Xianfeng" likely was an investigator from over a hundred years ago. Back then, there were no class distinctions like a, b, c, d, and the title of "Investigator" was replaced by "Investigating Judge."

The title "Investigating Judge" is quite rare in modern times.

"Has the Black-clothed Guard already investigated this place..."

He eagerly opened the letter, which was written in fresh blood. Some characters were large, others small; many corrections were noticeable, and towards the end, it turned into an indecipherable scrawl.

The writer’s mental state might not have been good, his consciousness blurry, and eventually, he didn’t even know what he was writing anymore.

"...With limited time remaining, I leave this document for future investigation. I implore the finder to deliver it to the Commander Mansion of the Black-clothed Guard. The matter is of utmost importance, relates to the Class A calamity Blood Demon, and must not be ignored."

"During Emperor Wen’s time in Shangdang, noises of human cries were heard every night from behind someone’s house, yet none could be found. About a li away from the house, an abnormally leafed ginseng was discovered; digging five feet into the ground, a human-shaped ginseng was found, complete with limbs, and the cries ceased..."

"A hundred years later, Li Family Village was destroyed; out of over a hundred villagers, only two survived. I am a descendant of Li Family Village, ordered to capture its leader..."

"Another hundred years on, a red mist plague appeared east of Hangu Pass, affecting thousands; the afflicted exhibited soul loss symptoms, abandoned their fields and tools, all holding grain stalks, claiming these were offerings for the birthday of West Queen Mother; some with disheveled hair, some bare-armed and barefoot, traveled from morning to night across roads and fields, passing it amongst each other..."

The text contained over a thousand characters, some of which were traditional, plus the semi-classical Chinese content gave Wang Hao a headache.

Nonetheless, with his literary knowledge, he understood the overall meaning.

The article importantly introduced a series of superhuman incidents, the process and results, and the ultimate source—the Class A calamity "Blood Demon."

The "Blood Ginseng" incident that Wang Hao experienced was merely a minor offshoot.

"Li Xianfeng" referred to this source as the "Blood Demon."

The Blood Demon had been causing turmoil for centuries, intermittently infecting people and turning them into monsters with varying symptoms. But the underlying fact was that these humans needed to harm others to sustain their own lives.

Every hundred years, a red mist might appear.

The red mist swallowed everything within it, and when the mist dissipated, houses, humans, and livestock all vanished together.

Common people contaminated by the red mist exhibited abnormal mental phenomena.

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