Speaking of which, I haven't "collected the vegetables" for several days.
As soon as you log into the game, a lot of prompts pop up.
With the power of Qingtian Hospital's continuous supply of free prostitutes, consumption in game training camps has also increased. Wang Hao's income has also increased significantly.
[You have been offline for 15 days, 23 minutes and 11 seconds. You have obtained sources*3012 through taxation, and you have obtained rare item formulas*12. The specific content is...]
[Visitors borrowed the following features from the training camp...]
These miscellaneous explanatory texts amount to tens of thousands of words, all of which are narrative texts written by robots.
Wang Hao, I didn’t bother to read it after reading only one line.
He complained in his mind, are the game manufacturers stupid? How many people are willing to read such a series of words? I really think that I am the world's oldest, reading political documents here?
In the upper right corner of the screen, a red letter appeared!
This is the real highlight.
Wang Hao opened the letter with great anticipation.
[The demon you created, [Dark Moon·World Devouring Dragon], has been successfully born in the main material world 003241-23-1, and is about to have a final decisive battle with [The Moon of Illusion]! 】
"Oh? My hunch was indeed right."
A golden teleportation aperture appeared from the letter, blooming brilliantly like a diamond.
Wang Hao was gearing up, feeling a sense of wonderful anticipation before enjoying a gluttonous feast.
[The game system calculates that the demon you created has enough combat power to cause damage to [Moon of Illusion], 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 decisive battle between the two sides occurs! 】
Let me finish the fatal blow? What do you mean?
"In other words... a dragon can't defeat that guy, it just exposes its flaws. You have to let the 'player' create opportunities, right?"
"This setting is not bad!"
"But what the plot will be like remains to be experienced."
Wang Hao's requirements are very high, and both gameplay and plot must be balanced.
Wang Hao took a deep breath and clicked [Yes] with excitement.
The golden aperture suddenly expanded!
[It is detected that you have a legendary avatar and you will be directly put into this game.]
[...Loading...Please wait...]
【Loading successful!】
Some snowflakes flashed on the screen, and a blurry video was played: a huge crowd of people, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking forward in the mountains.
People travel through mountains and rivers, going through great hardships, just to get rid of pain and reach the distant shore.
The sky was getting dark and it started to rain lightly. The crowd turned around a narrow mountain bend and took a short rest.
Suddenly, the leader exclaimed: "Here we are, the paradise is here! It's in the canyon ahead!"
Their expressions changed from tiredness to twisted ecstasy, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace.
The sound of raindrops and footsteps echoing in the valley.
"What are you doing?"
For some reason, Wang Hao always felt that the demeanor of these people was very strange.
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 came from the temple, "Relics, color is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color..."
In the misty water, with the fragrance of osmanthus, there is a white wooden plaque hanging on the door of the temple, with three big, dim characters written in red paint: "Ganlu Temple."
On the edge of Ganlu Temple, about two hundred meters away, there is a dark cave.
"Quick, get in quickly!"
"Let me go in first!"
"Let me go first!"
The crowd was like crazy and couldn't wait to get into the hole.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and so are feelings, thoughts, and awareness..."
Coupled with the monk chanting sutras next to him, this weird atmosphere reached its peak, giving Wang Hao faint goosebumps.
【Paradise·Prologue】
These words floated away like water waves, the scene expanded, and Wang Hao gained control of his body.
"Is this going to go into a cave? What is the connection between "Yangchang Tunnel" and the cave?"
He subconsciously thought of the opening copy of this series of clues - "The Gut Tunnel".
In the end, will all the clues be connected in series?
Wang Hao thought for a moment and opened the temple door: "Master, you are polite."
There was only a small oil lamp inside, and the flickering light illuminated a small world in the temple.
An old monk was sitting on a futon. In the darkness, his face could not be seen clearly.
"Donor, please sit down."
The old monk stopped chanting sutras and said in a low voice: "Since the donor can break away from the crowd, he is not one of those people who are obsessed with appearance, so why come here? Entering that cave is another world, a world filled with materialistic desires."
"There are many times when I have to come." Wang Hao smiled faintly, "Master is guarding here, can you tell me what the so-called 'paradise' is?"
"A place of asceticism filled with desires. Too much desire is suffering; the fatigue of life and death starts from greed. With few desires and inaction, the body and mind are at ease."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "I am entrusted by my old friend to guard this place. Even if I can bring back a few people who have lost their way, that would be a good thing. If I can't bring them back, it would not be a bad thing."
"Just asking 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 immune to the influence of this fallen place?"
The old monk sighed and said: "If your heart is as gray as death, then you will be strong without desires. Sometimes it is better for a person to be dead than to be alive."
Wang Hao was silent for a moment. This old monk should know something...
"Master, has he reached the point where he can be strong without desire?"
"No, no." said the old monk, "I just have contradictory desires, so it's difficult to be influenced."
Conflicting desires? Wang Hao doesn’t quite understand.
He didn't know whether Buddhism had any effect.
But what is certain is that the conscious 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?"
"My old friend's surname is Xiang, and his single name is the character Hao. He entered this cave more than twenty years ago with a big career in mind, and he has not returned yet."
"People are scratching their heads in life, with a hint of innate talent when they come, and a wisp of smoke when they go. It's a pity. Mr. Xiang Hao, he is a man who can do great things."
Xiang Hao?
Wang Hao is very familiar with this name.
It turns out to be the "little boy" whom "Dragon" met in the ether abyss, codenamed Lanjin.
Did he do anything in this cave?
"If the donor must know something, let me tell you slowly."
The old monk placed the Buddhist beads in his hand on the table, and said with drooped eyelids: "Forty-five years ago, before the natural disasters occurred, my family was a billionaire with a rich family fortune, but the population was not prosperous and it was passed down from generation to generation."
"My father arranged for me to get married. He said that he wanted to start a family first, make his family more prosperous, and then start a career."
"I was quite reluctant at first. I wanted to have fun for a while. I had just graduated from college, and who would want to get married and have children?"
"But I didn't expect that the girl was quite wealthy and a famous local beauty. We were of the same family, and we fell in love at first sight. She was a talented man and a beautiful woman. At that time, I was very happy and everything went smoothly."
Wang Hao listened quietly and sighed silently. In today's world, there are more and more entertainments that can provide cheap emotional value. The attraction of falling in love is getting less and less, and there are more singles.
But what man wouldn’t like Bai Fumei, who has a good personality?
Of course, he, Lao Wang, doesn’t have high requirements for girls. He mainly wants a girl who is interesting and creative...
Well, an interesting soul is very important. After all, he is face-blind. As long as he is not too ugly, he can't see clearly. A little beauty like Xiaoyue will just pass the test. This requirement is very low, right?
"...However, people have their fortunes and misfortunes, and the moon waxes and wanes." The old monk paused and said expressionlessly: "One month before the wedding, we made an appointment to go hiking in a distant mountain. It was a barren mountain and a jungle.
It’s densely covered with weeds and has quite a primitive look, making it a famous check-in area for internet celebrities here.”
"I was young, frivolous and inexperienced at that time. How could I know the dangers of these barren mountains? So we camped in the barren mountains. At the corners of the river, there were also wild fish, shrimps and green wild vegetables."
"However, a heavy rain poured down and a mudslide broke out. My fiancée was hit in the head by a falling boulder and died on the spot."
Wang Hao suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Master, please forgive me."
He was thinking about what kind of information the old monk wanted to reveal through this story.
Can you fight against [delusion]?
"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of time. This happened forty years ago."
The old monk sighed and said: "I was also present at that time. Several falling boulders happened to support a tripod and protected me. My fiancée was killed on the spot, but I survived.
, just trapped in place, unable to escape."
"Beyond the boulders is a torrent of mud, with only a barely exposed crack letting in a breath of fresh air."
"I yelled a few times and found she didn't respond."
"My fiancée died, her body was as stiff as a piece of iron, and my heart was as gray as ashes."
"The world is meaningless to me, so I might as well die with it."
Wang Hao’s brows were furrowed and his heart was filled with despair. Can he resist the power of [Fantasy]?
How can it be that simple?
That's the devil!
The old monk continued: "... After moving around, in the narrow crack, I found the luggage bag scattered at my feet."
"There is a flashlight, a dagger, and some freshly cut wild vegetables inside, but there is no water."
"There was silence all around."
"There is only the sound of 'dong dong' heartbeat."
"I am trapped here, in the company of my cold fiancée, and my despair is getting stronger and stronger... 'Pierce into the heart, and we will rush to hell together', as if it were my fiancée murmuring to me in the darkness."
"I turned on the flashlight, picked up the dagger, and saw a piece of her finger buried under the boulder."
"She's really dead."
"The fingers, which are as green as white jade, feel cold to the touch now, and the luster of the skin has dimmed. The most beautiful stars in the night sky have already fallen, and I am all alone. What's the point of living?"
The old monk paused for a while: "Suddenly, I want to see her again!"
"I started digging in the soil with my hands, digging with daggers, digging with shoes. I tried every means to dig her out, even if I couldn't save myself at the moment. As long as I saw her for the last time, I would die with her...
…”
The air fell into silence, and the crowd outside the window continued to enter the cave entrance in an endless stream.
People scrambled and quarreled, fearing that they would be a step too late.
With expressions of ecstasy on their faces, they entered the cave crazily, like squirming maggots controlled by desire.
Paradise, a paradise on earth without worries!
Entering paradise is equivalent to climbing to the other side!
The old monk, on the other hand, was telling his miserable past.
This strong contrast made Wang Hao suddenly feel a chill to his bones.
If you think about it carefully, the monk's reaction was normal. He wanted to commit suicide out of despair and impulse.
But in the end, I don’t want to die so easily.
"...I finally dug her out. Her head had been crushed by a boulder, just like an apple crushed by a hammer. But it didn't matter. She was my fiancée. The beautiful past made me happy.
I am still willing to lie next to her and look at her for the last time. I should pierce the dagger into my heart so that we can rush to hell sooner."
"However, what is even more terrifying is that I saw her head..."
"The place that was smashed..."
The old monk's tone lowered, and he was trembling hoarsely.
"There is actually a mouse..."
"Sucking her brains out!"
"This rat came from nowhere. Her brain is still stuck to its mouth, its belly is swelling, and its green eyes are staring at me... It is sucking the brains of the person I love most!"
Wang Hao swallowed. This sudden turn of events caught him off guard and left him breathless.
"I went crazy on the spot and roared heart-breakingly, trying to catch this mouse!"
"But how can you grasp the small space?"
"The mouse ran through the cracks in the rocks, leaving me furious, still trapped in place."
Wang Hao felt cold in his heart and listened quietly to the legendary story of the monk who guarded this place.
Does this make you feel hopeless?
of course not.
Not even close!
Still a little short of that!
"I was gasping for air, and suddenly it was like a dream, jumping from one dream to another!"
"The person next to my pillow is already dead. In a few days, she will rot and stink, her belly will continue to expand, and the stench will come out of her body. She was so beautiful when she was alive, but how terrible she will be after she is born."
"But my parents are still alive, and I am still young... I was very young at that time... 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 stopped talking.
"We travel together in dreams at night, and in the morning we can't hold back tears..."
He finally said: "I...am not a mouse? After I became a mouse, I regretted it for the rest of my life and could only become a monk."
Wang Hao took a breath, suddenly his body went cold, and he understood the monk's subtext.
What a...horrible story!
This monk's soul is already dead.
When he was about to turn around and say goodbye, the old monk suddenly laughed again: "Later, I actually heard a voice in my mind, saying that he could resurrect her and bring her back to me."
"There is a place where all wishes can come true. All wishes can come true."
"This sound is like a hazy cloud, which is haunting and haunting. It often appears even in dreams. That place is called paradise."
"So, I came here."
"As long as I get into this hole, I can realize my wish and resurrect her? Do you think 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 resurrect her?"
There are twists and turns, clouds and clouds roll up, and the world ends.
This is the story of what happened to the humans who suppressed this place for 45 years.
Wang Hao frowned and pondered, this story should be related to [Fantasy]'s ultimate ability.
[It] lures humans here with "delusions", but [it] actually does not understand the complexity of humans.
This is [its] weakness.
He bowed slightly to the monk: "I have learned a lot from what the master said. But I still have to enter here. After all, I have come here, and I really can't retreat."
"Then I won't advise you. Please be careful, please be more careful." The monk crossed his hands and lowered his head slightly. "After all, it is not an easy creature."
"Here is Mr. Xiang Hao's message. You can take a look if you need."
There were a few lines of scrawled text written on the waxy yellow paper.
【After all, it feels that everyone is a maggot in the smelly waterway.】
[Yes, it does attract maggots now.]
[But it won’t understand that there is always a part of the maggots who are willing to try their best to crawl out of the stinking 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 around and left, one step deep and one shallow.
The lively crowd has disappeared.
These people all got into the hole.
He is the last one.
Yangchang Tunnel, the dead human leader "Xiang Hao", [Dark Moon·Dragon Devouring the World], the escaped Feng Ling, and...the old monk guarding here.
A large number of clues and contradictions gathered in this script "Paradise", forming a thick dark cloud.
Wang Hao looked at the thick "dark clouds", feeling quite heroic as if he could see the sky through the clouds.
The rain stopped.
The curved, slightly bluish moon hangs high above the temple, just like its graceful grace, fixed in the historical landscape.
Wang Hao stared at the crescent moon with a faint smile on his face.
Moonlight, from full moon, to crescent moon, and then to full moon.
The moon has changed many times, but the human heart has never changed.
The prologue of "The Gut Tunnel II" is quite excellent!
It’s really... extremely exciting!
He bent down and entered the cave...
What comes face to face is endless darkness...
…
(A new copy is about to be opened again! After much stumbling, it finally reached 700,000 words. Due to the difficulty of writing, the update speed will not be very fast, but I still ask for a monthly ticket!)