Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

"Xiao Ai, if we factor in the space-time tidal energy, it shouldn't lead to a huge loss, right?"

Xiao Ai naturally enjoyed the Captain's approach to saving humanity, but her tone remained calm, "Captain, there won't be too significant of a loss."

"Ma Yilong's appearance has advanced the historical process by 0.5 percent, and if he hadn't ended up 'committing suicide', it could have advanced even further."

She nodded repeatedly, "By investing in just ten or twenty thousand elites, I believe you can push forward the Earth Plane. A million is indeed far too many."

"Ten or twenty thousand people?" Wang Hao gritted his teeth, "Someone is challenging my existence! I must apply more pressure on them!"

Having resolved this, he began his daily arduous work.

In reality, he lived leisurely, enjoying various delicacies and taking his sister to different amusement places.

In the game, he operated like an assembly line, finding young individuals with ambition but no success, and solving the minor troubles they encountered in real life.

Finally, he granted them a small cup of the "Life Spring" to enhance their physical ability and intelligence.

Among them were scientists, engineers, media professionals, doctors, civil servants, athletes, and more, covering virtually every field of elites!

According to the AI Xiao Ai's judgment, the world was changing day by day, and she was genuinely delighted.

In the thought process of the High Level Demon God "Reincarnation's End", this trade was completely fair!

For once these individuals betrayed their own ideals, they would be stripped of everything left in their lives!

Their ideals were so grand that despite striving for a lifetime, they could hardly achieve them.

What could be more fun than watching humans waver between anger, confusion, hesitation, and conflict, struggling repeatedly? What could be more interesting than observing the transformation of the Earth?

Thus, the fiery flame above the Captain's head was in a constant state of fervent joy, sweeping back and forth through the store.

It learned rapidly and had become a chaotic neutral entity, adept at manipulating human nature and capable of automating its work—an evil Demon God!

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Thus, with the accumulation of days, the butterfly effect built up in the Earth World finally reached a higher realm.

The world seemed as placid as ever, but its historical current had significantly deviated from its original course, rushing toward an unknown direction.

Many divination masters, astrologists, and tarot card scholars felt something was amiss with the entire world, finding their predictions increasingly inaccurate, yet they were baffled and completely unaware of what was happening.

Only when they convened several international meetings and assumed that world level Strange Objects like the Golden Compass, atomic clocks, and seismographs had not predicted an apocalyptic crisis did they relax a bit.

Subsequently, the Supernatural Organization and the Black-clothed Guard finally realized belatedly the signs of the Demon God "Desire"!

On that day, Mr. Number One of the Black-clothed Guard was reading a rather strange report.

The report primarily described an ordinary basketball player, Zhao Ming, 20 years old, who had shot up from 1.9 meters to 2.2 meters in just half a year!

Growing 30 centimeters in just six months! He then became a main player in the national team, heralded as a once-in-fifty-years talent.

Mr. Number One's brow furrowed slightly as he stroked his graying beard.

"This report... What's so peculiar about it? Growing 30 centimeters in six months is indeed strange, but it's not worth such panic."

A middle-aged man in the room replied, "According to the coaches involved, Zhao Ming had an average understanding of the game and only mediocre physical fitness six months ago. His shooting felt rigid, and a height of 1.9 meters isn't too tall in basketball, barely managing to hold his own in the provincial team. But in these past six months, he's made rapid progress, significantly improving his game understanding and shooting up to 2.2 meters tall with a smooth shooting touch. He now has the potential to stand out in the NBA and become a superstar!"

Mr. Number One remained silent.

This matter seemed... not particularly special.

Talents emerge with each new generation, dominating the scene for centuries.

With over a billion people in Great Xia Country, isn't it normal for some basketball prodigies to appear?

As for basketball IQ and the like, it's impossible to measure with numbers. Perhaps one day, it might suddenly click?

"But what's puzzling is, when using Gua Xiang to divine this man's future, everything appears blurred, as if nothing can be calculated! This makes it very subtle. At the very least, there should be a vague result. What does it mean if nothing can be discerned at all?"

"Moreover, the lightest matter is, Mr. Zhao Ming once got drunk and inadvertently spilled a saying. He had traded his future in some strange store, which is why such a big change had occurred…"

"Oh?!" The old man from the Black-clothed Guard sat up straight. "Could it be that 'Reincarnation's End' thing?"

"There's that possibility."

There are some things that don't seem heavy until put on a scale, then they're unexpectedly overwhelming!

Thinking of this, the old comrade from the Black-clothed Guard felt a headache coming on and couldn't help saying, "How is Mr. Zhao Ming's safety? After revealing this secret, was his memory erased or was a gag order placed? Would he become mentally disoriented once he spoke the truth?"

"There are no such symptoms… He wants to talk directly to the higher-ups. He doesn't want his affairs to be too widely known."

"No gag order was issued?"

"It seems so. According to our observations, he inadvertently revealed his secret and seemed a bit annoyed and embarrassed, but he doesn't exhibit any severe anti-human tendencies, and there are no traces of memory tampering."

"So, even if he really came into contact with 'Desire,' it seems that no confidentiality order was issued."

The old man was silent for a moment, "I'm coming over now. I'll be at Zhao Ming's place in two hours. You arrange it."

A store named "Desire"…

Demon God "Desire"!

A completely unknown entity for human beings, one must be extremely cautious.

However, such exploration inevitably fills one with anticipation. Who wants to stay in an office all day doing administrative work?

He is not a dedicated politician!

Soon, the old man arrived at the respective Black-clothed Guard division and met the tall basketball player, Mr. Zhao Ming.

"Hello, I am the highest leader here. As a human who has encountered supernatural phenomena, you must have been educated accordingly, right? Any unknown supernatural phenomenon needs to be investigated and studied, especially those involving transactions."

Being a highly experienced expert, the old man did not force or deceive, but persuasively and gently, with a kindly appearance yet an imposing aura, quickly breached Mr. Zhao Ming's psychological defenses.

A store named "Desire"?

It really is the Demon God "Desire."

But what is the purpose of this Demon God? To specifically fulfill people's wishes?

The old man seemed very puzzled, because this "Desire" has been stealthy and only a few clues have surfaced so far.

That too only under very fortunate circumstances…

It doesn't propagate spontaneously like a Blood Demon.

Now, through granting wishes one by one, what a slow method of spread.

What is its end goal?

The young basketball player, somewhat gloomily, said, "The owner of the store ultimately gave me a glass of water to drink… After drinking this water, I grew 30 centimeters taller, and my basketball IQ also increased significantly."

The old man pondered for a moment, then asked with some concern, "Since a transaction requires a price, what was the price you paid?"

Transactions with the bizarre often lead to no good results.

"I must remain faithful to my ideals… Otherwise, I will lose everything—money, connections, abilities, even my life."

"What is your ideal?"

Zhao Ming hesitated for a bit, struggled for a long time, then finally clenched his teeth and, somewhat nervously, said, "To lead the national team into the top eight in the Olympics!"