Different Dimension Game

【Welcome to Interdimensional Games! 】

Speaking of which, I haven't "received food" for several days.

As soon as you log in to the game, a lot of prompts pop up.

With Qingtian Hospital's continuous prostitution power, the consumption in the game training camp is also rising. Wang Hao's income also increased significantly.

[You have been offline for 15 days, 23 minutes and 11 seconds, you have obtained source *3012 through taxation, and you have obtained formula of strange objects *12, the specific content is...]

【Visitors borrowed the following features from the training camp... 】

These miscellaneous explanatory texts are tens of thousands of words, all of which are narrative texts written by robots.

Wang Hao, after reading one line, I was too lazy to read it.

He complained in his heart, is the game manufacturer stupid, how many people are willing to read such a series? I really think I'm the long ball of the earth, how about reading political documents here?

In the upper right corner of the screen, a red letter appeared!

That's the real highlight.

Wang Hao opened the letter with anticipation.

[The demon **** you created, [Dark Moon: Dragon Devouring the World], has been successfully born in the main material world 003241-23-1, and is about to start the final battle with [Delusional Moon]! 】

"Oh? My hunch was right."

A golden-yellow teleportation aperture emerged from the letter, radiating a brilliant diamond-like light.

Wang Hao sharpened his fists and had a wonderful sense of anticipation before enjoying the gluttonous feast.

[According to the calculation of the game system, the demon **** you created has enough combat power to cause damage to [Delusional Moon], so you have obtained the fourth clue. (The current number of clues obtained is 4/4)]

[Your current mission: You need to complete a fatal blow when the two sides have a decisive battle! 】

Let me do the fatal blow? What do you mean?

"That is... a dragon can't handle that guy, just let it show its flaws. We must let the 'player' create opportunities, right?"

"This setting is not bad!"

"But what the plot will be like, it remains to be experienced."

Wang Hao's requirements are very high, and both gameplay and plot must be achieved.

[Main script: "Paradise", has been opened. 】

[Ideal strength, level 8. Difficulty, 7 stars. 】

【Are you ready for the final? 】

【whether】

Wang Hao took a deep breath and clicked [Yes] excitedly.

The golden aperture suddenly expanded!

[It is detected that you have a legendary avatar and will be directly put into this game. 】

【...Loading...Please wait...】

【Successful loading! 】

A few snowflakes flickered on the screen, and a blurry video was playing: a mighty crowd marching deep and shallow in the mountains.

People traveled through mountains and rivers and went through untold hardships just to get rid of the pain and reach the distant shore.

The sky was getting dark, and it was raining lightly. The crowd turned around a narrow mountain bend and took a break.

Suddenly, the leader exclaimed: "Here, the paradise is here! It's in the canyon ahead!"

Their expressions changed from tiredness to twisted ecstasy, and they couldn't help but quicken their pace.

The sound of "crashing" rain and the footsteps of "tata" are recalled in the valley.

"What is this doing?"

For some reason, Wang Hao always felt that the demeanor of these people was very strange.

As soon as the screen turned, a light came into view, and in front of it was a small temple.

There is a monk inside.

The sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras came from the temple, "Relic, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color..."

In the misty smoky water, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is a little bit, and a white wooden plaque hangs on the door of the temple, with three dim big characters written in red paint: "Nanlu Temple."

On the edge of Ganlu Temple, about two hundred meters away, there is a dark cave.

"Quick, come in!"

"Let me go first!"

"Let me advance!"

The crowd is like crazy, can't wait to drill into the hole.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feelings, thoughts and actions are also like this..."

With the monk chanting the scriptures next to him, the strange atmosphere reached its peak, causing Wang Hao to faintly get goosebumps.

【Paradise Chapter · Prologue】

These few words drifted away like water waves, the scene expanded, and Wang Hao gained control over his body.

"Is this going to go into a cave? What is the connection between "The Tunnel of the Sheep" and the cave?"

He subconsciously thought of the opening copy of this series of clues - "The Tunnel of Sheep Intestines".

In the end, will all the clues be connected in series?

Wang Hao thought for a moment, then pushed open the temple door: "Master, you are polite."

There is only a small oil lamp inside, and the flickering light of the fire illuminates a small world in the temple.

An old monk was sitting on a futon. In the darkness, he could not see the specific face.

"Donor, please sit down."

The old monk stopped reciting the scriptures and said in a low voice, "Since the donor can break free from the crowd, he is not one of those people who have the appearance. Why did he come here? Entering that cave is another world, a world full of materialistic desires."

"There are many times when I have to come." Wang Hao smiled lightly, "Master guards here, can you tell me what the so-called 'paradise' is?"

"A place of asceticism full of desires. Excessive desire is suffering; life and death are fatigued, starting from greed, less desire and inaction, and body and mind at ease."

The old monk crossed his hands and said, "Entrusted by an old friend, to guard this place, even if you bring back one or two lost people, it is good. If you can't pull it back, it is not a bad thing."

"Just ask for peace of mind."

Wang Hao has heard that there are two fallen places in this world, one is space and the other is underground.

"Why is the master not affected by this fallen land?"

The old monk sighed and said, "If your heart is ashes, if you have no desires, you will be strong. Sometimes it is better to die if you are alive."

Wang Hao was silent for a moment, this old monk should know something...

"Has the master reached the point where there is no desire to be rigid?"

"No, no." The old monk said, "I just have contradictory desires, so it's hard to be influenced."

Contradictory desires? Wang Hao didn't quite understand.

Whether the Buddhadharma is effective or not, he does not know.

But what is certain is that this sane monk in front of him may be some kind of reminder before the game officially starts.

Prologue, isn't that what it is?

"Who is the master's old friend, can you tell me?"

"The surname of an old friend is Xiang, and the single name is Hao. More than 20 years ago, he entered this cave with a big cause in mind, and he has not returned so far."

"People live a bit of soil, come with a hint of pre-existing weather, and leave with a puff of smoke. It's a pity. Mr. Xiang Hao, a person who can do great things by himself."

Xiang Hao?

Wang Hao is very familiar with this name.

It turned out to be the "little boy" that "Dragon" met in the abyss of the ether, codenamed Blue Gold.

What did he do in this cave?

"If the donor must know something, let me speak slowly."

The old monk put the Buddha beads in his hand on the table, and said with drooping eyelids: "Forty-five years ago, when the natural disaster had not yet occurred, my family was a billionaire with a wealth of wealth, but the population was not prosperous, and it was passed down from generation to generation."

"My father gave me a marriage, saying that I want to start a family first, make people more prosperous, and then establish a career."

"I was quite reluctant at first. I wanted to play for a while. I just graduated from college, and who would want to get married and have children?"

"But I didn't expect that the girl had quite a lot of wealth and was a well-known local beauty. We were the same family, and we fell in love at first sight. At that time, I was proud of myself and everything went well."

Wang Hao listened quietly, sighing silently, the world now has more and more entertainment that can provide cheap emotional value, the attraction of falling in love is becoming less and less, and there are more single dogs.

But Bai Fumei, who has a good personality, is there any man who doesn't like it?

Of course, Pharaoh doesn't have high requirements for girls, he mainly pays attention to an interesting and creative person...

Well, funny souls are very important. After all, he is blind, so as long as he's not too ugly, he won't be able to see it. A little beauty like Xiaoyue will pass so-so, isn't this a very low requirement?

"...However, people have good luck and bad luck, and the moon is cloudy and sunny." The old monk paused for a while and said with a blank face: "A month before we got married, we made an appointment to climb a mountain in the distance. It was a barren mountain, a jungle. Densely covered, overgrown with weeds, and quite primitive, it is a well-known online celebrity check-in area here.”

"At that time, I was young and frivolous. How could I know the dangers of these barren mountains and mountains? We camped in the barren mountains. At the corner of the river, there are wild fish, shrimp and green vegetables."

"However, a heavy rain poured down and a mudslide broke out. My fiancee was hit on the head by a falling boulder on the spot, and she died."

Wang Hao restrained his smile and said solemnly, "Master, please condolences."

He was thinking, what kind of information does the old monk want to reveal through this story?

Can you fight against [Falsehood]?

"It doesn't matter, it's past forty years ago."

The old monk sighed and said, "At that time, I was also present, and a few falling boulders happened to support a tripod and protected me. My fiancee was crushed to death on the spot, but I survived. , just trapped in place, unable to escape."

"Beyond the boulder is a torrent of mud, and there is only a barely exposed gap that lets in a shred of fresh air."

"I yelled a few times and found she didn't respond."

"When my fiancee died, my body was as stiff as iron, and so was my heart."

"The world has no meaning to me, it's better to die with me."

Wang Hao's brows were furrowed, his heart was ashes, could he be able to fight the power of 【False】?

How can it be that simple?

That is the devil!

The old monk continued: "...After tossing and moving, in the narrow crack, I found the luggage scattered around my feet."

"There is a flashlight, a dagger, and some freshly cut wild vegetables in it. There is no water."

"There was silence all around."

"There is only the sound of a 'dong dong' heartbeat."

"I am trapped here, with my cold fiancée, and the despair is getting stronger and stronger... 'Prick the heart, and go to Huangquan together', as if my fiancée was muttering to me in the dark."

"I turned on the flashlight, picked up the dagger, and saw her finger buried under the boulder."

"She really died."

"The fingers that are like white jade and greenery are cold to the touch at this moment, and the luster of the skin has dimmed. The most beautiful stars in the night sky have already fallen. I am alone, what's the point of living?"

The old monk paused for a while: "Suddenly, I want to take another look at her!"

"I started digging the soil with my hands, digging with a dagger, digging with my shoes, and I tried everything I could to get her out, even if I couldn't protect myself at the moment. I only need to look at her one last time, and I will die with her... …”

The air fell into silence, and the crowd outside the window continued to enter the cave.

People scrambled and quarreled, for fear that they would be a step behind.

With ecstatic looks on their faces, they frantically entered the hole, like wriggling maggots controlled by their desires.

Paradise, a paradise on earth without troubles!

Entering the paradise is equivalent to climbing to the other side!

The old monk, on the other hand, was telling his tragic past.

This strong contrast made Wang Hao suddenly feel a chill.

Thinking about it carefully, the monk's reaction is normal. Under the impulse of despair, he wants to commit suicide.

But in the end, rationality did not want to die so easily.

"...I finally dug her out. Her head was flattened by a boulder, like an apple was crushed by a hammer. But it's nothing, she's my fiancee, a good past, let me Still willing to lie beside her and see her one last time, I should stab the dagger into my heart so that we can go to Huangquan earlier."

"However, what's even more terrifying is that I saw her head..."

"The smashed place..."

The old monk's tone was low, and he was shaking a little hoarsely.

"There is actually a mouse..."

"Sucking her brains!"

"This mouse from nowhere has her brain flower stuck to its mouth, its belly is swelling, and its green eyes are staring at me... It is sucking the brains of my most beloved!"

Wang Hao swallowed, this sudden turn caught him off guard, making him breathless.

"I went mad on the spot, roaring in rage, trying to catch this mouse!"

"But how can it be caught in a small space?"

"The mouse ran right through the gap in the stone, leaving me, furious, still trapped in place."

Wang Hao felt chills in his heart, and listened quietly, the legendary story of this monk guarding here.

Is this heartbroken?

of course not.

Even worse!

It's a little bit worse!

"I gasped for breath, and suddenly it was like a dream, jumping from one dream to another!"

"The person next to the pillow is dead. In a few days, she will rot and stink, her stomach will continue to expand, and the stench will come out of her body. How beautiful she was in her life, how terrible she will be after birth."

"And my parents were still alive, and I was young... I was young... I was hungry and thirsty..."

"Later, I waited for the rescue team to arrive. I don't know how long it took..."

When the monk said this, he did not continue.

"Walking together in dreams at night, when you wake up in the morning, don't hold back your tears..."

He finally said: "I...Isn't it a mouse? After I became a mouse, I regretted it for the rest of my life and could only be a monk."

Wang Hao took a deep breath, and suddenly his body became cold, and he understood the subtext of the monk.

What a... terrifying story!

The monk's mind is dead.

When he was about to turn around to leave, the old monk suddenly laughed again: "Later, I heard a voice in my mind saying that it was possible to resurrect her, let her come back, and come back to me."

"There is a place where all wishes, all wishes, can be fulfilled."

"This voice is like a haze of smoke, which is haunting, even in dreams. It appears from time to time. There, it's called Paradise."

"So, I came here."

"As long as I get into this hole, I can realize my wish and resurrect her? Are you saying it's funny or not?"

"It seems that it doesn't understand humans." Wang Hao said, "It thinks it understands."

"Yeah, it doesn't understand at all. How dare I revive her?"

The twists and turns, Yun Shuxia rolls, and the inhuman world.

This is the story of what happened to the human beings who suppressed this place for 45 years.

Wang Hao frowned and pondered, this story should be related to the final ability of [Xuanxu].

[It] tempts humans to come here with "delusions", but [it] doesn't actually understand the complexity of human beings.

This is [its] weakness.

He turned to the monk and bowed slightly: "Listening to the master, I have gained a lot. But I still have to enter here. After all, I have come here, I really can't go back."

"Then I won't advise you, and please be careful, and be careful again." The monk crossed his hands and bowed his head slightly, "It's not an easy one after all."

"Here is Mr. Xiang Hao's letter, you can take a look if you want."

A few lines of scribbled words were written on the sallow strip of paper.

[After all, it feels that everyone is a maggot in the stinky waterway. 】

[Yes, it does attract maggots constantly now. 】

[But it won't understand that there are always some maggots willing to do their best to climb out of the stinky ditch and look at the stars in the dark night. 】

【We are all stars. 】

[The answer is the stars. 】

"Thanks, I'll pay attention."

Wang Hao waved goodbye, turned to leave, kicked deeply and kicked shallowly.

The lively crowd has disappeared.

These people all got into the hole.

He is the last one.

The sheep intestine tunnel, the dead human leader "Xiang Hao", [Dark Moon: Dragon Devouring the World], Feng Ling who escaped, and... the old monk guarding here.

A large number of clues and contradictions are gathered in this play "Paradise", forming a thick dark cloud.

Wang Hao looked at this thick "dark cloud", with a kind of heroic courage.

The rain has stopped~www.NovelMTL.com~ The curved, slightly blue moon hangs on the high head of the temple, just like its graceful grace, fixed on the historical landscape.

Wang Hao watched the crescent moon with a faint smile on his face.

Moonlight, from the full moon, to the crescent moon, to the full moon.

The moon has changed many times, but people's hearts have never changed.

The prologue of "The Intestine Tunnel II" is quite excellent!

It's... so exciting!

He bent down and entered the cave...

Oncoming, is the endless darkness...

...

(The new copy is about to open again! The stumbling and stumbling is finally 700,000 words. Due to the difficulty of writing, the update speed will not be very fast, but still ask for a monthly pass!)