T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 110, Page 109: A Little Local Product

After the two random memory fragments were drawn, the lucky winners of this round were Jiang Heyi and Original Flavor Fries.

Jiang Heyi obtained the [Magic Shaping] skill.

Extract a certain amount of magic power and shape it into any desired form.

The greater the magical power, the higher the quality of the shaped object.

A common use is to shape it into different weapons and launch attacks according to the situation, making it one of the excellent counter-magic spells for mages when dealing with close combat.

But it was the magic warriors who truly brought it to its full potential.

Because of its versatility, Jiang Heyi fell in love with this skill during the guild wars.

The skill gained from Plain Fries is the Berserker's [Praise of Pain].

Berserker = Masochist.

These are not nicknames that players randomly gave out.

After the guild wars unlocked all class skill information, players discovered that most of the Berserker's excellent and powerful skills were related to self-harm and being hit.

One of them is "praising suffering".

It requires the player to be injured by an "enemy" and that the player currently has no shield magic, shield-providing potions, or blessings in effect before it can consume stamina to release.

The effect is that the player's pain perception is paralyzed, their resistance to damage is increased, and being injured will excite the player, further enhancing the effect of the talent skill [Bloodlust Frenzy].

Original Fries loves this skill. Before, when he was trying to hurt himself by taking damage, he was always worried about losing control and dying. Now that the skill increases the success rate, he's very happy.

The pharmacist-specific memory fragments were ineffective against mint, and since no one in the guild planned to improve their pharmacist skills for the time being, Jiang Heyi directly fed them to the witch doll [Red and White].

Under Mint's tutelage, Red and White's potion-making skills improved significantly, and two shield potion recipes improved by Mint appeared on the guild's list of potions that can be made.

When they weren't around, Mint Mom was truly dedicated to teaching and nurturing students.

"You know how good I am, right? Well..."

As soon as Mint started rubbing his hands, Jiang Heyi and the original flavor fries said in unison.

"No."

Mint was startled by their unspoken understanding: "I haven't even said what I want to do yet..."

She felt a little guilty.

Jiang Heyi glanced at her sideways: "You want us to sweep through the ninth floor and open the Black Cat Spirit Corridor, so you can take us along, right?"

Having been completely understood, Mint remained unfazed.

"Take me with you..." she pleaded. "This is a virtual world constructed by mental magic, and I'm very curious about it."

Given Mint's current combat strength, Black Cat Mind Control would probably die on the spot.

However, as a magician, hearing about magic that can only be used by high-ranking sages inevitably evokes a sense of longing.

After being rejected again, Mint gritted her teeth.

"Remember the mental magic scroll from last time? Actually..."

Jiang Heyi and the original flavor fries exchanged a glance, revealing a knowing, amused expression.

As the items given to her by the boundary between the virtual and the real became increasingly valuable, Jiang Heyi sensed that she was becoming more and more eager—Mint wanted to do more for the boundary between the virtual and the real.

But...

Jiang Heyi covered her mouth: "I know what you want to say. That's a very precious treasure to you, right? Look, we risk our lives every day. Maybe one day we won't be able to come back."

“You need to have a backup plan for yourself, in case... I mean, in case something really happens to us, those scrolls can protect you so you can keep going.”

"When you've truly grown up, wouldn't it be great if you could avenge us or defeat that genius?"

Mint, whose face was covered, blushed from being touched, and her eyes also reddened after hearing Jiang Heyi's words.

As soon as she let go, large tears streamed down her face.

The sound of sobbing immediately attracted the attention of the others who were busy in the guild.

Mint suddenly burst into tears: "Waaah, I don't care, I don't care, I'm going to give you the scroll, you have to take it with you, I don't want you to never come back."

"You brought me here for no reason, and you've been so kind to me for no reason. You're not allowed to die, absolutely not!"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment for a while before realizing that Jiang Heyi was using psychological tactics.

How despicable, how filthy!
Jiang Heyi shrugged; the original flavor fries were dry too.

They only noticed Mint's hesitation and wanted to see what secrets she was hiding, but they didn't expect that she would have such an emotional outburst after just a few words.

Despite calling her "Mint Mommy," it turned out that the children at the boundary between reality and illusion were the ones who were coaxing her.

“We’ve accepted the scroll, but as for its origin…” Jiang Heyi pinched her cheek. “Don’t tell us yet. Consider it a reward. We’ll reveal it after we successfully conquer the ninth floor and help you take over the Grand Library, okay?”

This was done to put Mint at ease.

Feeling unworthy of the honor made her restless, and she repeatedly asked to go to the front line.

Isn’t this nonsense!

Mint agreed, and was called "Mint Mom" ​​by everyone. Her face remained flushed, and she covered her face, asking everyone not to shout or look.

Rebellion is ingrained in everyone's bones. The more Mint says no, the more they stare intently and shout in unison.

Before long, they successfully made Mint so embarrassed that she hid back in her room, where she was covered with a blanket for complete protection.

Jiang Heyi shrugged: "You guys are such a bunch of immature kids."

"Shut up, you did it too," the others said in unison.

The game's fast-paced, blurring lines between reality and fantasy is enough to make other guilds envious. They can easily conquer dungeons and then relax by enjoying other pleasant aspects of the game.

The high blood pressure incident was limited to a certain prison guard enthusiast who defied all odds and consumed everything.

Ah, this is what a game should be like.

Being happy is the most important thing.

Orange Tea woke up on time and tiptoed out of bed to wash up.

Recalling the smooth strategy last night and the joy of teasing Mint Mom, my smile is practically flying to the sky.

While everyone else in the dormitory was still asleep, she carefully navigated around the scattered obstacles in the middle of her bed on the lower bunk, returned to her bed, and took out her English dictionary to silently memorize words.

"Su Mian, keep your voice down. If you don't sleep, we still need to sleep."

A sudden sound shattered the tranquility of the dormitory.

Orange Tea was startled and almost dropped the dictionary.

The voice came from the person in the opposite bed. She turned over and muttered something in dissatisfaction.

The orange tea was turned very carefully, without making a sound.

But faced with protests, she had no choice but to put on her shoes and leave the dormitory.

A month into the semester, Orange Tea believed she hadn't offended any of her roommates, but unknowingly, her relationships with everyone had become less than ideal.

Orange Tea doesn't know what it did wrong.

Such petty nitpicking happens from time to time, and she can only keep her parents' teachings in mind, be more tolerant in everything, and get along well with everyone.

"Hey, Su Mian, so early again." At the canteen window serving corn porridge, the cafeteria lady chatted with Orange Tea with a smile.

Around 6:30, Orange Tea, who had been memorizing words for a while, would come running to find food.

There aren't many college students who get up early, and coupled with her unwavering habit of drinking orange tea, several older women recognized her.

The cost of orange tea for breakfast is generally no more than 4 yuan.

Lunch consisted of bread and biscuits bought in advance for breakfast, along with water, costing no more than 4 yuan in total.

For dinner, she would allow herself to splurge a little, ordering a meal of rice with one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and two liang (approximately 100 grams) for about 7 yuan.

Of course, thanks to Jiang Heyi's guidance, I learned which auntie was easy to talk to and how to make sure I was in the cafeteria when it was less crowded, which always gave me some extra perks.

Sometimes it's a piece of fish belly meat, sometimes it's a spoonful of braised tofu.

She has very few miscellaneous expenses; 20 yuan is enough for her to spend in a day, and most of the time she has more than enough.

"Add a tea egg."

"Okay, you're treating yourself to an extra meal today. Did something good happen?"

Orange Tea nodded vigorously, thinking about the 20 yuan that was about to arrive, about the things in the game, and about the upcoming National Day holiday.

Yes, a lot of good things have happened.

After breakfast, Orange Tea didn't go back to her dorm. Instead, she found a quiet place to continue studying on her own.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was so subtle that she felt increasingly uncomfortable.

My phone rang; it was from the school's delivery point.

"Su Mian, there's a package for you. Come and pick it up."

Guessing that it was a gift from her parents, Su Mian quickly set off.

When she arrived at the courier point, she was dumbfounded.

Two huge, yellowish-green urea bags, with their bulky shapes, forcefully occupied the conspicuous position in front of the express delivery point.

"Su Mian?"

"Ah, yes..."

She blankly scanned the QR code with her phone, then stood frozen in front of the two urea bags.

I weighed them, and they weighed a total of 62 jin (31 catties).

"Dad, Mom...you've given us way too much."

To avoid disrupting the courier point, Su Mian dragged two bags of urea to an open space and began sorting them.

Dried sweet potatoes, dried longans, and chestnuts were all wrapped in red or black plastic bags, with chicken bone grass serving mainly as a foam pad in this thick pile of local produce.

The six jars of wildflower honey must have been taken from the neighbor next door.

The dried longan was homemade, while the dried sweet potato and chestnuts were probably bought from villagers.

I'm so glad my parents didn't put mangoes or anything in the orange tea, otherwise it would have gone bad.

Only 3 copies needed to be sent to other provinces, which was a huge help.

She shared the coordinates with Jiang Heyi, Zhong Zemo, and Siyuanti, all of whom were in Chengning City, so they could pick up their food and taste it as soon as possible.

After doing all this, Orange Tea hesitated for a moment.

She divided the contents slightly from the six already packaged portions, making enough for a large plastic bag.

"Su Mian, is this yours?"

Orange Tea turned around and saw that it was her two roommates. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and quickly smiled, "Yes, it was sent from home."

Two roommates gathered around and, seeing that the orange tea had already been mixed in the plastic bag, grabbed a handful of dried longan and dried sweet potato, their expressions immediately turned unnatural.

Is it clean?

Orange Tea's hand froze as if she'd been electrocuted.

"Never mind, you can keep it and eat it yourself."

Once they were gone, Orange Tea took the contents of the seventh bag and gave them back to Orange Tea.

Around noon, Jiang Heyi returned to the familiar campus and easily found the courier point.

Holy crap, so many?

After confirming with the orange tea maker that this was the amount left for them, he happily carried the two bags home.

Zhong Zemo, who was busy in the kitchen, heard a "plop" and poked his head out.

"what?"

"Of course, it's the orange tea that's prepared, it's a good thing."

After taking off his apron, Zhong Zemo came closer.

"Wow, dried longan, mmm~~~ so sweet." Zhong Zemo skillfully bit through the crisp peel with his teeth, and his eyes lit up the moment his tongue touched the dried fruit. "It reminds me of the two longan trees in my family when I was a child."

Nothing tastes better than those from childhood.

"I envy you guys who have trees at home." Jiang Heyi picked out dried sweet potatoes. "It's been a long time since I've had them. The last time was... when I bought snacks online and it was on sale, I just grabbed a portion to reach the discount threshold."

Jiang Heyi took a bite directly, and the sweet taste spread in her mouth.

"What else?"

"Chestnuts, we can make soup tonight. It should smell really good." Zhong Zemo was eager to try it when he saw the good ingredients.

"Then you're in for a treat! Look what this is—honey!"

"Buy some chicken drumsticks and wings, we'll grill them tonight."

"A cup of chicken bone tea after a meal, perfect."

Jiang Heyi quickly expressed her gratitude in the group chat.

"All items have been received and inspected. Zhong Zemo is really showing off his dried longan, but I estimate this bag of stuff won't last much longer."

Tetraprototype also took a picture: "My mom really likes it. It reminds her of the days when we lived in the countryside. These were all good things."

The fact that the four prototypes had free time to go home at noon suggests that they were quite confident about the 20 yuan offer.

The jailer started sighing, "Why the hell am I not from Chengning? If I were from Chengning, would I be here waiting for a package?"

"The orange tea was shipped very quickly, it arrived within two days."

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! I am the King of Hurry!"

Orange Tea peeks out: "Is everything to your liking?"

“If it doesn’t suit your taste, I suggest you send some more over so I can see if there’s anything more to my liking,” Zhong Zemo said. “Send more dried longan; if I eat any that are bad, you’ll have to compensate me.”

In the library, Orange Tea covered her mouth, suppressing her laughter.

She typed a lot of words, but then deleted them with a smile.

What a nice weather today.

(End of this chapter)