Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

Someone was killed on the spot, while others seemed to have drunk poisoned wine and fell stiffly to the ground, motionless.

"Second brother, did you poison us? Did you put poison in our wine? You want to hog all the credit? You want to monopolize this treasure!" The voice was filled with unspeakable sorrow as someone apparently couldn't accept the reality of being betrayed by a brother.

At the village entrance, a rather sharp voice said, "Third brother, you're good in every way but you have one flaw, you're too naive and outdated. You think too highly of others, yet you don't realize that it's easy to share hardships, but difficult to share riches."

"Who would be promoted and who would gain titles if we offered this treasure to the Emperor? Have you thought about that? Would it be your turn? Even if you made the offering, would it make up for your sacrifices after being taken advantage of at every level?"

"Eating it yourself, you might even live forever, an extra few hundred or thousand years!"

"The Emperor changes over time, and now it's our turn. In these chaotic times, if I, your second brother, were to swallow the Blood Ginseng and attained a thousand years of life, who's to say I couldn't get a taste of sitting on the Golden Throne?"

Second brother then turned his head towards another person, "Big brother, you probably harbored thoughts of hogging it for yourself too, right? It's just that I acted first. Stop struggling now. Where did you hide the 3,000 taels of silver you wanted to use to buy an official title? Just let it be a parting gift to your second brother."

"You... are slandering me!" Another hoarse voice, full of sorrow and indignation, responded, "I don't have 3,000 taels of silver."

Second brother's voice turned again to the furious third brother, "Third brother, you see your big brother as generous and open-handed. But did you ever think about why, after many years in the military, he was promoted the fastest and is now a captain, while we are just lieutenants? Of the three of us, your martial arts are the best, and you've earned more military merits than our big brother."

"Why are you only a lieutenant, with a house so empty? Even the money for your wedding was borrowed from big brother..."

"You're slandering me!"

At this point, the sharp voice seemed to laugh, "The reason is that your big brother took most of our credit, which is why he advanced quickly! All that generosity and open-handedness was just a facade, he's hidden away 3,000 taels of silver. If you want to keep something secret, you don't do it."

"That's why I struck first. It's a case of the winner being the king. If I had been even slightly later, it would have been our big brother standing here giving this speech. Did you think you were poisoned with some ordinary toxin? Wrong! Your big brother also poisoned the wine we just drank, haha!"

"Big brother?!" Third brother felt bewildered.

"Sigh..." The big brother on the ground didn't say a word.

He was tired of making excuses, and simply lay silently watching the moon in the sky, sinking into a dying state.

Regret, confusion, and the horror before death—all were suddenly lost, and he had nothing left.

"Third brother," watching the Blood Ginseng growing amongst the dead and continuously sucking blood under the moonlight, laughed miserably.

"Ha ha!"

Today turned out to be his last day!

And Li Dazhu, who was hiding in the latrine listening, was utterly stunned.

The regrowth of the Blood Ginseng was beyond his imagination.

Then he witnessed the betrayal between brothers, which had an unimaginable impact on his young mind.

He was just a villager, and the most he had heard were stories of the officialdom from the private school teacher.

But who could have imagined that the outside world was like this!

"Although this plot is an old trope in a new bottle, such strategies have always won people's hearts since ancient times." Wang Hao, who was well-versed in online novels, was naturally familiar with the plot of killing and treasure-snatching, but watching it unfold was more thrilling than reading a novel.

The plot in the game was truly comparable to a movie.

"Wait, that ghastly Elder hasn't shown up yet."

Indeed, after waiting for just a few minutes, as the Blood Ginseng continued to grow, clapping sounds echoed from the village entrance along with an old voice laughing, "Splendid, splendid! Truly wonderful!"

The sharp voice (Second brother) spoke cautiously, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Of course, I am the old master of this Blood Ginseng..."

Li Dazhu could hardly contain himself, excitedly saying, "It's the Elder's voice... the Elder..."

"Hush... if you don't want to die, don't speak!"

The sound of a fight came from the entrance of the village, but the disparity in combat strength was huge; and in just a few short seconds, the battle was over.

The Elder seemed to regain his composure now, reflecting, "The Blood Ginseng is indeed a rare treasure in this world..."

"But to make one immortal, a price must be paid. The price is to become like me, muddled all day long, out of one's senses, only lucid for a short while each day, like a beast for the rest of the time."

"You—" Second brother spat out blood.

"Well, let me enlighten you as a ghost." The Elder continued, "You thought the information you got was accidentally leaked... it was I who revealed it. Otherwise, how could you know that over a hundred people in Li Family Village consumed the Blood Ginseng?"

"Why...?" Second brother, collapsed in a pool of blood, never expected that it's "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind." His eyes were wide with shock as he bled profusely from a fatal wound in his chest.

"The most valuable part of the Blood Ginseng is not the plant itself but the fruit it bears, called 'Ginsengfruit.'"

"Growing a Ginsengfruit is exceptionally difficult." The old voice could barely contain its thirst and fervor, "You must divide the Blood Ginseng into a hundred parts to be consumed by a hundred people."

"The fleshly bodies of commoners can't digest the Blood Ginseng, so these people become 'Ginseng People,' using people to nourish the plant. During this stage, the 'Ginseng People' live long but require a lot of food, often appearing malnourished. If they have children, the children are also 'Ginseng People.'"

"After more than twenty years, 'Ginseng People' are mature enough."

"Then by killing these 'Ginseng People' and collecting the essential blood from hundreds, a Ginsengfruit can be born."

"Look—success!" The old man's speech grew more excited and impatient.

Weak and powerless, Second brother no longer had the strength to speak.

Struggling, he turned his head and saw the Blood Ginseng growing larger, developing a heartbeat with "thump, thump, thump," like a human!

Then, a fruit emerged from the top of the plant, small like a grape, resembling a Ginsengfruit.

The old man, gaunt as a skeleton, plucked the fruit and swallowed it whole.

Before Second brother's astonished eyes, the Elder actually reversed his age; his withered skin became smooth and supple, and the deep wrinkles on his face smoothed out, transforming him into a man in his twenties.

The Elder laughed heartily, "With one Ginsengfruit, my life is extended by a hundred years... Thank you all for your help!"

Second brother stared with widened eyes, filled with hate.

He hated that everything he'd done had turned into another's wedding gown... "The mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

He truly hated everything!