Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

Reflecting on this, he couldn't help but feel, "The most beautiful things are always pure and simple, yet only a few can appreciate them."

Little Yue laughed and said, "So was the happiness you just felt a vulgar one?"

Old Wang replied earnestly, "Yes, the experience was very unique, so I admit I'm someone who can't resist temptation."

"But that doesn't hinder my appreciation for purity. If I meet pure-minded people and am able, I should help them out."

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An inconspicuous internet cafe.

Lying on the ground and wailing in red clothes was Ms. Wang Yueyue, "Who dares to be so bold as to trigger a psychic storm?"

This... was terrifying!

A life form known as "Yueyue," whether human or some unknown species, had done something unknown, causing the entire Etheric Abyss to churn wildly, spawning a massive psychic storm!

This great storm targeted all life forms named "Yueyue."

Every "Yueyue" felt a chaotic force that was overwhelming.

This psychic storm, starting from the concept of "Yueyue," spread outwards in all directions!

No matter if it was a real name, a nickname, a pet name, or foreign text, as long as it sounded like "Yueyue," it was indiscriminately attacked by the great storm.

Being the highest among the countless "Yueyues," she bore the greatest pressure.

"A calamity out of nowhere, I haven't done anything!" Wang Yueyue gritted her teeth; the storm wasn't lethal for her, but it was an inexplicable setback that was upsetting.

After a long while.

"Eh, has it stopped? Why did it suddenly stop?"

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Humanity, major supernatural research centers.

Several investigators were recording a file.

[In the year 20**, on *month *day, an unknown psychic storm swept across various parallel worlds.]

[The Mountain and Sea Realm, Blue Star, Earth—all known parallel worlds were affected.]

[The psychic storm attacked all life forms with the homophonic name 'yueyue,' with serious cases resulting in coma or mental disorder, and mild cases experiencing dizziness, vomiting, and nausea.]

[The cause of the psychic storm: Unknown.]

[Duration of the event: 45 seconds.]

The mysterious incident appeared as suddenly as it ended.

After some discussion, as the incident caused almost no casualties and was short-lived, it was simply filed away as one of the world's unsolved mysteries.

After all, there are too many unsolved mysteries in the world; one more doesn't make a difference, one less doesn't matter.

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Next was a new round of Game time!

After entering the Game, Wang Hao was still immersed in the fun role-playing from yesterday.

For the first time, he discovered that the pleasures of life exceeded those of the game.

Of course, he had to cherish his second attempt at entrepreneurship in life; he couldn't just abandon his shop halfway.

"Good morning, Captain." In the shop adorned with European style, AI student Xiao Ai was still wearing her traditional attire, still with a calm face.

As for her system crash that lasted an entire day, it was as if it had never happened!

"You seem in good spirits today."

"Hmm... because something interesting happened yesterday, I was happy all day," Wang Hao said vaguely.

Little Yueyue had once again become "cousin," but after this episode, his own mentality had also subtly changed, and he felt that the world had become a little better.

"Alright, let's continue with the shop today!"

"What kind of guests do you wish to entertain today?" Little Ai asked with her inherently cool voice, "Heroes, rich merchants, ordinary people, or...?"

After so many BUG incidents, Old Wang didn't dare to tease Little Ai anymore, and the two just had a proper conversation.

Wang Hao pondered for a moment: "Fu Liaoyi is contemplating his life's path and will take a while to come for a transaction. I have high hopes for him; he's actually an idealist. In this materialistic world, that makes him a rarity, a spirited young fellow."

"As for now, just find a few troubled humans and help them with some minor annoyances... oh, and another spirited young fellow, please."

When Little Ai heard the words "spirited young fellow," a slight glint appeared in her gaze, and it seemed that the Captain's interests had subtly shifted once again.

He lightly touched the Crystal Ball, setting filters for "troubles" and "ideals," and a sweep of golden light passed by.

He was starting to feel a bit of anticipation.

About the all-capable me, being a wish-granting machine in Game...

Why did it turn out this way? Wang Hao didn't know; he was just looking for some fun in his ordinary life.

Having played the game for so long, even a fool could see that this game was not simple: the AI might be a tad dim, but it was enough to pass the Turing test, something which far surpassed Earth's chatting robots; the game graphics so superb, on par with reality, yet never released on the market, with no comparable products; no corresponding discussions online; even in real life, there were traces of supernatural phenomena...

But so what?

Enjoy the game, enjoy the fun, take things in stride, live your own life.

"Dong~ Dong Dong," the shop door was quickly knocked on.

Sitting upright, Wang Hao called out, "Come in!"

The visitor was a man who looked to be about thirty years old, supposedly in the prime of life, yet his face was etched with weariness and loss.

Like other clients, he was astonished by the shop's decor, lingering in front of various trophy-filled cabinets for quite a while, admiring eyeballs, horns, and organs soaked in formalin displayed in the showcase.

"Is this a shop that sells wishes? Does such a place really exist in the world?"

The young man gazed doubtfully at the two "humans" in the shop.

They seemed... to be humans, right? He was uncertain.

"Certainly, here you can buy anything, sell anything. Of course, this is a place of fair trade, not just gifts," Old Wang said, his voice grave and serious.

"Sir, what troubles do you have? Most people who come here have some kind of trouble, right?"

Perhaps because the shop named "Desire" inherently possessed a calming, persuasive tranquilizing effect, the man's face struggled for a moment, then he sat down on a chair and said with a smile, "Troubles… The football team I support lost; I suppose that could be called trouble."

Wang Hao was slightly startled; was this guy referring to the World Cup soccer matches?

If one wanted to reverse the world's cause and effect, it wasn't impossible.

But the cost would be too great!

The current 1 million in liquid assets was just a fraction; one would need to utilize the more high-level "Space-Time Tidal Energy" to have the power to reverse causality!

Of course, there was another way, using the ability of the "Emperor of Heaven" to forcibly reverse causality.

But for the sake of the game's entertainment value, Wang Hao would at most use these powers to glimpse future trends; he would never directly use his abilities to interfere with the world.

If cheats were used too extensively, there would be no more fun to be had in the game.

"Did you, bet on football?" Wang Hao suddenly thought of something and asked with interest.

How should one deal with a gambler?

That's not right, the tags he set up were for "spirited young fellows," weren't they?

For a moment, Old Wang's chaotically neutral mind wavered, the temptation to play the role of the Great Demon surged within him, to lure the gambler into the dark abyss of corruption, then strip away his entire soul!

"No no no, of course not," the man quickly clarified. "It's just that while watching the match, I felt somewhat aimless about my own life, wondering what tomorrow would be like."

"The friends I used to watch the game with have all scattered, each forming their own little circles. And here I am, hiding in my room, alone with the TV, watching the team I support lose. Reflecting on past ideals and beliefs, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of nostalgia."