Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

Then, Li Mingbo really died in an inconceivable way.

His expression fluctuated wildly, as he battled with himself internally, while his hands trembled slightly holding this pale yellow piece of parchment.

In the end, he let out a long sigh.

Killing a person was of no use.

There were too many such things in the world, and the death of one person wouldn't change anything.

Without pushing forward procedural justice, social progress, or the Sunshine Project, relying solely on killing was not very meaningful; on the contrary, it might strengthen one's own laziness and erode one's will.

Lu Wenming paced back and forth in the room, slowly but surely making up his mind...

"I shouldn't use this privilege to kill; instead, I should transform it into spiritual power."

"Whenever I feel hopeless and lose faith, it will be the strongest pillar of support on a spiritual level. As long as I don't use this trump card, I won't be defeated by difficulties; it will always be my trump card."

Thinking this, Lu Wenming smiled slightly with a sudden sense of clarity and eased heart.

He picked up the piece of paper gently and placed it between the pages of a thick book.

The bright sunshine shone on the book's title page, illuminating the dull and lightless title that bore two humble characters: Destiny.

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Seeing the outcome of events was consistent with his expectations, Wang Hao couldn't help feeling a bit smug.

"See, he's not the type to kill indiscriminately."

"What kind of people are interesting, and what kind aren't, I can still distinguish. His ideals are grand; he doesn't just pursue justice at the outcome level, he also seeks procedural justice. Only the realization of procedural justice can be popularized among the common people."

"Lu Wenming turning that piece of paper into a spiritual support is the best outcome possible."

"Truly powerful humans don't really need much help. I give them a slight and nebulous trump card, a little push, and naturally, they can accomplish much more."

The student Xiao Ai was a bit confused; the result was unexpected yet made complete sense.

Why hadn't she thought of this?

She was caught between wanting the Captain to quickly lose everything and wanting to invest more; all she could do was remain silent.

Old Wang found her dazed and cute demeanor quite endearing and continued, "You know, I was born with a certain ability. Fu Liaoyi and Lu Wenming are the sort of people who are quite interesting to watch—they'll have little interesting stories in the future, and might even develop joint endeavors."

"As for the second guest, the soon-to-die millionaire Hong Botao, he's not very interesting at all; there will be no special stories about him in the future."

"Of course, he will continue to come for transactions. He needs life extension, and I will exploit him continuously until the moment of his death. To live longer, he will indeed bring me some profits."

As Captain continued, the flame above his head—Reincarnation's End—let out a maniacal laugh that seemed both righteous and wicked.

The massive Black Flame, like tentacles, waved wildly in the space, appearing utterly mad.

"Right, Xiao Ai, how much money is equivalent to the space-time tidal energy obtained from advancing Earth's civilization? Does it count as the shop's income? It should, right?"

Though "saving humanity" was not his original desire, if he could make money and incidentally do something good, why not?

I'm just casually playing a Game; I'm too lazy to think about overly complicated stuff.

As for what Xiao Ai always nags about—saving the world or something...

Happiness, that's all that matters!

Xiao Ai remained silent for a moment. She saw the black flame, Reincarnation's End, tirelessly tempting her from within.

[Want to know more? Curious about their stories? Wondering if the Captain wants to save humanity?]

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Xiao Ai ignored the provocation of the frenzied flame and earnestly suggested, "Space-time tidal energy, as the highest Ideal Energy, cannot be equated with ordinary productivity."

"If you absolutely want to convert it to money, it could be anywhere from one to a million to one to a billion, depending on how this energy is specifically used."

"The standard conversion price is around 100 million."

"Captain, if the Earth Plane smoothly transitions from the Information Age into the Supernatural Era, the daily acquisition of Space-Time Tidal Energy will increase by 400%... which means, you could earn an additional 4 to 5 billion in funds every day."

"If you were to save another human dimension, you'd also gain a huge harvest, wouldn't that be better than slowly running a shop here?"

"Really, I can earn that much? Then... let's not convert these potential earnings into money just yet," Wang Hao immediately changed his expression and said, "Because once the numbers exceed eight digits, earning a little more or less seems insignificant, and then the joy of playing the Game will greatly diminish."

"Right now, collecting wealth little by little is the happiest thing."

After saying this, His Excellency the Captain took great pleasure in admiring his grand spoils of war.

Those immense cabinets filled with Strange Objects were all precious gains from the past Game sessions!

Many of the treasures, if placed in the Human World, would stir up bloody storms!

But ever since he opened the shop, the war spoils have only amounted to a six-month lifespan and a Jade Token from the Great Qing Dynasty, while the number on the Crystal Ball was 999990, and he had only spent a total of ten dollars.

Yet he felt genuine joy over these little trinkets he had obtained.

Lately, Wang Hao felt that his personality and temper had undergone subtle changes.

He seemed more like a normal human being now, capable of empathizing with things he wasn't interested in before.

In the past, he admired only heroic figures, those who appeared to have ambitious aspirations that reached the clouds, a momentum that could swallow rivers and mountains, a capacity that embraced entire regions, and a heart that encompassed all seas.

But now, the glimmer in the common folks seemed to have its own charm?

No one is born a hero; heroes all come from humble beginnings. They became heroes because they caught the right moment, neither too early nor too late, they stepped precisely when the era needed them most, appearing at just the right time.

Perhaps such a change in mood could be a good thing? At least that's how Wang himself saw it.

"By the way, today, our regular client, Mr. Fu Liaoyi, might come again. Little Ai, what kind of gift do you think we should give him?"

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After pondering for several minutes, a knock on the door came, and speak of the devil, Cao Cao arrived.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Fu Liaoyi stood outside the door with a somewhat grave expression, knocking on the shop's door once again.

To think about it, this was his third visit.

The first two times were due to confusion, the puzzle and annoyance of love.

But this time, his confusion was different, as he began to doubt the very way the world worked.

He didn't know what he should do and started questioning the value of his own life.

"Please come in." The shop's owner was just as courteous as ever, yet with an air that kept people at a thousand miles' distance.

Yes, this place was for transactions.

The fulfillment of any Desire comes at a cost!

Wang Hao greeted him with a mysterious smile, saying, "Mr. Fu, it seems you are no longer preoccupied with your ex-girlfriend. But why do you still appear to be so troubled?"

He motioned to Little Ai to brew a very ordinary cup of tea.

Cost control was still very important; if free resources were available, they should be used for free.

Fu Liaoyi sat down on the chair opposite the table and let out a soft sigh: "Hello, I've been contemplating some things I've never thought about before... I don't know how to describe it, maybe seeing another side of the world has shaken my values."

He briefly described the scene that night in the luxurious hotel.

Reflecting on Qiqi, money, and power.

Then he deeply sighed, "This is the power of authority and wealth. Although I knew that human nature cannot withstand too much temptation, I never felt the power of wealth and authority so realistically; it is truly frightening and has troubled me to this day."