Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 70 - 67 Day 3

Chapter 70: Chapter 67 Day 3

Even the most resolute Investigator could develop a unique kind of emotion, and without realizing it, step into the red mist. (This part is vague; the writer seems to have deliberately overlooked it.)

The one who traversed the red mist would arrive at this strange village and be forever trapped, unable to depart from there.

This excellent Investigator soon realized that his mental state was slowly collapsing, thus he wrote this letter, detailing everything he knew.

In this letter, Li Xianfeng believed that "it," the true entity, might be hidden deep within the village.

Only by finding its entity and killing it could this disaster be resolved!

Its real name is "Desire for Blood." Discussing its real name or any of its qualities in written or spoken form would expose one to its mental attacks.

"Ah, slightly more detailed than what I knew. Li Xianfeng is impressive, after all, I can infinitely resurrect, but he cannot..."

"The name ’Desire for Blood’ sounds familiar... Ah yes, I had received a clue about it initially. A Subordinate Demon God?!"

Wang Hao, pleasantly surprised, thought, "If I complete this mission, wouldn’t I obtain another clue?"

This Investigator named "Li Xianfeng," who referred to "it" while writing the letter, was in a rapidly deteriorating state of reason.

He claimed that during the writing process, he saw his own mother and father conversing with him.

But obviously, his parents were just illusions.

"I hail from Nan’an, both my parents are well, and I have an elder brother. Beloved by my parents since childhood, I was somewhat spoiled and loved grandeur... Yet, having not established any achievements, is a great regret in my life."

Knowing his parents were illusions, Li Xianfeng still felt he was dying there with debts towards his parents unmet.

The tragedy of the old burying the young is universal across all eras.

In pursuit of "its" true entity, to defeat "it," Class B officer "Li Xianfeng" in his last lucid moments resolutely ventured deeper into the village...

"Loyalty and filial piety cannot both be fulfilled, at the age of fifty, only death is owed; through this world’s changes, honor remains unblemished."

"May the finder of this letter deliver it to the Commander Mansion of the Black-clothed Guard, its importance immense, do not refuse."

"Li Xianfeng, final message."

Reading this, Wang Hao took a deep breath, inwardly lamenting that this brave warrior most likely failed in the end.

"Human resistance against the Subordinate Demon God is still difficult..."

He recalled a script he had once played, "The Fall of Li Family Village," and vaguely grasped something.

"Is Li Xianfeng a descendant of Li Dazhu, whom I rescued?"

Li Dazhu indeed had countless descendants, allowing his family to flourish, which brought him some consolation.

"Regrettably, the letter reveals no way to leave this place."

"Li Xianfeng left no treasures behind... Even if there were any, he probably took them all with him."

He felt restless, realizing that even the true Black-clothed Guard Investigator failed to escape the village.

Even in this letter, Li Xianfeng defined the disaster of the Blood Demon as a "Class A Calamity."

In ancient times, a Class A Calamity meant that humans were almost certain to be unable to resolve the situation and could only let it run its course. Only another calamity could counter it.

What chance does this naïve child he now controls really have to escape this place?

He suddenly felt an intense sense of heavy fate.

Looking down at his slim arms and legs, his body trembling faintly, arrived in this eerie village surrounded by enemies on all sides—the only ally being the Black-clothed Guard "Li Xianfeng," who had been dead for who knows how many years.

Even the letters left behind couldn’t be taken out by anyone.

The foolish younger brother who was still waiting at home for Grandma didn’t know the truth and could only passively wait for death; "I" now knew the truth and would die tomorrow.

How cruel this was!

Well, if this story had really happened, those children must have felt incredibly desperate...

Wang Hao lightly traced his fingers on the tabletop, recognizing that human effort has its limits and the extremely harsh external environment provided no solutions despite wracking his brain.

Having provoked "It" right from the start likely meant a high probability of failure in the second reincarnation.

He silently apologized in his heart, powerless in the face of the second reincarnation.

Wang Hao even thought about more, "Following the main storyline of the game, I have to eventually challenge the ’Blood Demon’..."

"The current series of instances are merely a prelude to challenging the Blood Demon, providing me with some information and mental preparation. If this boss is truly powerful, how should I defeat it?"

Based on the consistent behavior of the game developers, it was impossible to simply use a hydrogen bomb to blast the Subordinate Demon God to death.

If such a scenario ever occurred, it meant the plot had collapsed and he, Wang Hao, would definitely have something to say.

Ultimately, the likeliest solution was to solve the Subordinate Demon God through puzzles and wisdom.

"But relying merely on puzzle solving can’t kill these beings; at best, it would only enable me to escape."

"To kill these entities, I must use Strange Objects. I don’t have any on hand. Could it depend on drawing a lottery?"

Suddenly, an inspiration struck!

"The greatest possibility would be to utilize the pre-existing organization of the Black-clothed Guard to conquer the Blood Demon..."

"The Black-clothed Guard might have some special methods...but they don’t have enough information about the Blood Demon."

So that was it!

All the scripts were connected, with cause and effect.

Thinking about this gave him a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Wang Hao felt his smile was somewhat inappropriate given the current environment, "This game hides itself well. The future challenge against the ’Blood Demon’ will definitely involve the Black-clothed Guard..."

"If I overlook this point, I might get stuck in the future."

"But, I’m truly worthy!"

In the "Cross-dimensional Game," the main world is a modern civilization, not an ancient one, which is quite an exciting aspect.

It was unclear whether, as time passed, the Black-clothed Guard had advanced or regressed. With the quantum leap in technology and substantial increase in productivity, their strength should not have degraded too much.

The notion of favoring the ancient over the modern was a grave error in Wang Hao’s eyes unless Spiritual Energy was indeed dwindling; otherwise, the present would surely be stronger than the past.

"If the Black-clothed Guard possessed some methods, there might be a slight chance against the ’Blood Demon.’"

With these thoughts, the sky darkened once again.

After checking the room door and finding nothing amiss, he lay down on this unfamiliar bed and closed his eyes.

Wang Hao prayed silently.

Please wake up, make sure to wake up!

[A night passed, and you wake up feeling uneasy.]

The third day had arrived.

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