Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

This doubt was crucial.

The completion percentage affected the final reward calculation. Spending one or two more lives to increase the completion to 100% was worth it.

Moreover, the scenario "Destruction of Li Family Village" was still in a fragmented state.

If he didn't even fully experience the plot, wouldn't that clue be wasted?

Wang Hao pondered deeply, a thought flashing in his mind, "Showing Li Dazhu the pile of corpses at the village entrance unexpectedly increased the completion by seventeen percentage points."

"Simply fleeing the village, his mood was downhearted and dispirited, with no confidence in the future, resulting in only 39% completion."

"But seeing so many villagers' corpses within the village stirred his anger, raising the completion to 59%..."

"If he did not flee the village and fully experienced the massacre, learning the truth behind it might allow Li Dazhu's rage to achieve 100% completion!"

Thinking this, he suddenly felt an epiphany.

But no matter how he thought, it seemed extremely difficult...

The bandits were strong, and Li Qingshan could handle one or two on his own but was powerless if surrounded.

If he did not escape quickly, there would be no opportunity later.

After all, Li Qingshan's physique was limited to human standards; a slash from a knife or a hit from an arrow would significantly impair his mobility.

Moreover, how could they uncover the truth behind with an "Elder" lurking in the village and having to take care of Li Dazhu who had no fighting capability?

"...Is there anything else I've overlooked?"

"A hundred points per trial, I must be cautious."

He took a deep breath, focusing his gaze on the line "To break free from a highly probable death."

"Highly probable death, not inevitable. It means that even without the involvement of game characters, there must be a way to survive in the village... If the utterly defenseless Li Dazhu could find this way out, he would be able to survive."

This game emphasized realism in all aspects.

Otherwise, they would surely use the term "inevitable death."

But what was this way out?

The overlooked clue...

Wang Hao thought hard, his eyes lit up, suddenly realizing a possibility, "Wait… that's it!"

Again!

"Bandits are moving into the village!"

"Guard the village entrance, don't let anyone escape!"

"Set it on fire!"

"...Let's fight them!"

Wang Hao took control of his character, entering directly into the latrine, where he saw Li Dazhu with his pants down.

Li Dazhu widened his eyes, "Brother Shan... are you also having a stomach ache? What's all the noise outside?"

"Stop talking nonsense, the bandits have broken in, they're going to slaughter our village! Jump into the pit quick!"

He forcefully picked up a bucket filled with urine, flinging it around in all directions, creating a scene too hideous to describe, with excrements scattering everywhere.

But Wang Hao was not messing around; this was to prevent the intensifying fire from igniting the latrine.

Urine... at least it could put out a fire!

"Jump into the pit?" Li Dazhu looked at the excrements in the pit, visibly shocked.

In this era, rural areas lacked the conditions to build proper toilets, let alone have flushing toilets; the most elaborate set-up was merely a dug pit with a wooden plank over it, using straw to wipe afterwards.

He quickly realized this was to avoid the bandits' pursuit.

"But everything in the pit was about to overflow, it was so disgusting..."

Li Dazhu hesitated for a moment, seeing the village militia's defeat. To survive, he had no other choice.

However, as he tried to jump into the pit directly, he was stopped by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao took out two long straws and said, "Do you know how Duke Jing of Jin died? He fell into a pit and died!"

"Who is Duke Jing?"

Unable to converse with such an illiterate, Wang Hao could only say, "The pit is poisonous; we need to breathe through these straws!"

"Oh! Oh!" Li Dazhu quickly took the straw, knowing from rural legends that falling into a pit could lead to death by suffocation.

...

Li Qingshan, the original owner of the body, watched this scene, dumbfounded.

He no longer wanted to resist anything.

What shocked him even more was that this matched exactly with the records in the family genealogy.

His ancestor, Li Dazhu, had avoided disaster by jumping into a dung pit!

...

Soon, two more straws appeared above the dung pit...

Li Dazhu, staying in the dung pit, felt disgusted and struggled to breathe, but he felt even more fear and anxiety.

He heard chaotic footsteps, roars, curses, and screams intertwining outside, his body alternately feeling cold and hot.

As the flames spread, the air grew hotter, and the thatched hut containing the dung pit was burning.

This latrine had been searched before, but due to the overpowering stench and splattered dung water everywhere, the searchers had only glanced around hastily before leaving.

After about an hour in the darkness, sounds of weapons clashing disappeared, and two heads emerged from the dung pit.

Li Dazhu asked in a low, anguished voice, "… Have they left?"

"Don't talk yet, they are at the village entrance!"

Squinting through a slit in his eyes, he saw that the bandits had also suffered severe losses, with the remaining dozen or so carrying the bodies of the Li Family Village residents.

Not many, over a hundred villagers, regardless of age or gender, were piled together, forming a small hill of bodies.

Something even stranger occurred under the moonlight. Something resembling ginseng whiskers was extending from the mouths and noses of these corpses!

These whiskers slowly merged together, gradually forming a completely red ginseng that appeared terrifyingly sinister under the blazing torches!

Li Dazhu focused all his attention on this scene.

"Ha ha, the rumors are true! The people of Li Family Village live long because they consumed this Blood Ginseng!"

"But the mortal body can't fully digest Blood Ginseng. After killing the villagers, it will regrow from their bodies again..."

"...We have struck it rich this time... presenting it to the emperor, we'll be granted titles and luxuries today!"

Fervent discussions were heard from the village entrance.

Li Dazhu listened, his eyes nearly bursting with rage, trembling all over. These people actually... came specifically to slaughter their Li Family Village!

A man with no guilt harbors sin by holding jade; when disaster truly befalls, it feels like the sky is falling.

"... This is premium wine, brothers. Let's have a few drinks while we wait for the Blood Ginseng to grow slowly."

However, in the next moment, angry shouts erupted from the village entrance: "Second brother, what are you doing?"

Following this, the sound of metal clashing.

"Dang, dang," echoes clearly in the quiet night.

"Internal strife?" Wang Hao thought to himself.