T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 115, Section 114: The First Offline Gathering at the Boundary Between Reality and Virtuality (Part Two)
"Are we there yet?"

"We're almost at the door."

"Are we really at the door?"

The moment the jailer sent the message, the waiter helped open the door.

"Hey, you're already at the door, have I ever lied to you?"

Her voice is just like in the game, cheerful and lively, and you can imagine her bouncing around just by listening to it.

The woman in the quilt is about 1.7 meters tall. Her smooth black hair is tied into a high ponytail, which sways up and down with her light steps, as if it is infused with vitality. It vaguely reminds people of a galloping horse, making people marvel at the precision and wonder of the word "ponytail".

The custom-made white silk short-sleeved shirt with the words "boundary between reality and illusion" printed on it is very eye-catching. The beige and burgundy plaid shirt loosely draped over the short-sleeved shirt cannot hide the vigorous and powerful momentum of the four characters written in bold strokes.

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, she looked down at her gray pleated skirt and then at her black and white canvas shoes.

She twisted her shapely, tall body, examined herself, and then belatedly pointed to the four large characters on her chest and abdomen with her fair, slender fingers.

"this?"

Seeing that everyone was interested, Beiwo turned around the gray-white, rice-like large seal backpack behind her.

"Come on, everyone get one. I brought six, but I forgot to ask your sizes, so..."

As she spoke, she pulled out some clothes: "Come on, everyone get one. Even if you can't wear them, you can keep them as a souvenir. I even paid 200 yuan to have someone design the words on them."

"Oh right, who's who among you?"

Then it dawned on her that she hadn't asked his name yet.

After a brief self-introduction, the girl in bed stared at the orange tea with bright eyes.

"Wow, orange tea and barley tea!"

"It's still my favorite jellyfish hairstyle, wow... such fluffy and smooth hair, I'm so envious!"

"Look at those barely visible tan lines, they're so cute!"

For someone who chose Dark Elf because of XP, the healthy skin tone from the sun-kissed orange tea is a trap.

Her fair complexion contrasted sharply with the orange tea.

Outgoing and carefree, just like in the game.

In this way, only the most mysterious original flavor fries were nowhere to be found.

"It will probably take a few more minutes. You guys can order first. I don't have any dietary restrictions," she said in the group chat.

Since most of them hadn't eaten much at noon and were looking forward to a good meal at the evening gathering, Jiang Heyi, as the president, nodded to the prison guard.

After asking around, no one had any dietary restrictions, which made things easier.

"Let's make two poached chickens first. One needs to have chicken jelly, and the other doesn't. Can we still make it?"

"It's too time-consuming. Never mind, I'll go somewhere else to eat another day and just have a normal poached chicken."

"One serving of honey-glazed char siu."

"This lion-headed goose..."

Jiang Heyi saw the jailer's troubled expression and assumed he was starting to worry about the money.

"Sigh, it doesn't feel right to eat Lion Head Goose here. Everyone, please bear with it for now. I'll take you to eat something better during the holidays." The jailer looked apologetic to everyone.

"Do you want to eat pigeon? Yes, we all want to eat it. Then bring out two servings of crispy glass pigeon."

"One serving of cold water pig's stomach."

"Steam another grouper and bring it over."

"Again……"

Jiang Heyi and Zhong Zemo held down the jailer on either side, stopping him from continuing to chant.

"That's enough, that's enough. It's the first meal, there's no need to stuff us to death."

"They won't be stuffed. Their portions are just average. When they come to our place as guests, they should enjoy the ambiance and have a comfortable meal first. They can take it slow later."

Saying this in front of others—only someone like the jailer, a regular customer, could manage to do it without angering the chef.

"Bring a large serving of beef chow fun."

The child in bed raised their hand: "Could you put in more bean sprouts?"

The jailer asked the waiter to write down his request and continued speaking.

"Claypot rice with preserved meat".

"Hey, don't block me! Everyone can choose between two main dishes."

"Just a plate of stir-fried vegetables with garlic, please."

"Alright, that's enough, it should be fine." The jailer took a sip of tea. "If you can't finish it, you can pack it up and take it home for a late-night snack."

"Where do you get the time for a late-night snack? We need to go online," Jiang Heyi reminded him.

This was the first time he had encountered a situation where the ordering process had ended and they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The woman in the blanket blinked and said, "You didn't even order soup? Are you a fake Cantonese?"

Wow, don't say that!

"Ahhh, right, right, what kind of delicious soup did they have today?"

Fearing the jailer would shout "one case per person," Beiwo quickly said he was joking, and after everyone stopped him, the matter was finally settled.

"Dong dong dong~~~"

The private room fell silent immediately.

I glanced down at the group chat and saw that two minutes ago, Original Fries said he was downstairs.

Are they here?
After the door opened, the waiter made way for the people behind him.

Hmm... If she arrives at the party first, then everyone, regardless of whether they're in a real or virtual world, can basically guess that she's the original flavor fries.

Nothing more than a tense expression, an aura of "keep away," perfectly mirroring her immersive role-playing state in the game. Her shoulder-length, brown hair was glossy.

With a little grooming, her bright eyes slowly surveyed everyone present, beneath her perfectly styled bangs that reached just above her eyebrows.

The casual combination of a loose metallic gray short-sleeved T-shirt, light blue skinny jeans, and high-top canvas shoes creates a subtle contrast with her indifferent and calm face, where relaxation and tension coexist harmoniously.

This outfit perfectly matched her expression and demeanor, perfectly fitting the character she was immersing herself in.

The elusive charm is like viewing clouds and mist, with a touch of mystery and allure.

It's so beautiful, you could say it looked like it stepped right out of a shonen manga.

Jiang Heyi and others vaguely remembered that before the college entrance examination, the self-designations used in the Original Flavor Fries group chat included words like "fat otaku," "dead otaku," and "dying in the light"...

"Sorry I'm late." As he spoke, a smile appeared on Plain Fries' indifferent face, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The snow melts, and spring is in full bloom.

She still loves role-playing.

I wonder what her true self is like, hidden beneath layers of role-playing and disguise.

After another round of self-introductions, the jailer urged.

"You're the only one missing, Fries. Are you still planning to hide it?"

Plain Fries calmly brushed a strand of hair from his temple behind his ear.

“Lu Yanfei, Lu as in land, Yan as in smoke, Fei as in rain.”

Just then, a steaming plate of stir-fried beef noodles was served.

That does live up to the real name of Original Flavor Fries, doesn't it?

"Hey, eat, eat, eat quickly! Beef noodles have to be eaten hot, the wok hei (wok aroma) is the best part," the jailer urged. "Let's eat and chat."

As the table was being turned, the waiter brought in the nationally popular coconut juice and sugary drinks.

After taking a bite of the fragrant stir-fried beef noodles, Jiang Heyi opened his drink.

Among the vast number of players on the Chinese server, it was these seven who came together and embarked on a dreamlike experience at the end of the hot summer, subtly changing the fate of each of them.

"Shall we raise a glass to this wonderful coincidence?" he suggested.

Everyone responded.

The tetramorph even made a humorous remark when it poured itself a glass of soda.

Do you have toilet cleaner? Preferably sugar-free.

Zhong Zemo feigned anger: "If you like the smell of toilet cleaner mixed with dishwater, you're not human!"

The seven cups were squeezed together, making a crisp "clang".

"cheers!"

Just as I finished gulping down the food, the waiter pushed in the rest of the dishes, bringing everything to the table at once.

After having the waiter take a group photo, the hungry group officially started showing off.

Orange Tea especially loves pigeon. With each bite, the meat juices burst forth, and the crispy skin adds a richer flavor with every chew. The more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes, and the more you can't stop eating it.

"Speaking of which, Orange Tea, have you solved your problem yet?"

She picked up a pigeon leg for the orange tea and casually asked from under the covers.

Orange Tea nodded repeatedly, swallowed it, and said gratefully, "They assigned me a new dormitory at noon today."

The dormitory building was only occupied on floors 1 to 3. Orange Tea was located on the 6th floor, which was completely empty.

The four-person dormitory was clean and spacious, and no one would bother her anymore.

The accompanying counselor also emphasized that the school's survey results should be available after the holiday.

"Actually, I was prepared to endure until graduation," Orange Tea confessed. "Without everyone, I really don't know what I would have done. Thank you."

That's a bit too formal. When it comes to such distressing matters, it's only natural for a friend to offer guidance and lend a hand.

Jiang Heyi really had to thank that wonderful fate.

Who would have thought they would find an abandoned, high-luck orange tea on the roadside?

"No need for gratitude at all. If you're so kind, could you give me some more dried longan?" the woman pleaded. "My parents ate them all after I got them. I swear, I only managed to eat two!"

It seems that there are also a pair of eccentric parents in the quilted house.

I never expected that local products like orange tea would be so popular. It really shows that gifts should be given to the right people; some people just don't deserve to eat them.

"It should be ready by autumn. I'll ask my family to harvest some more to make more. This time, there will definitely be enough."

"Hmm, this fish is not bad. It's a tetramorph. Try it, try it."

Hearing the jailer's praise, the four original bodies took a bite and then couldn't stop eating.

It's just a simple steamed grouper with a little soy sauce and water, then hot oil is poured over it after it's done. The taste is incredibly fresh and sweet, and the thick, garlic-clove-like meat is so delicious that you can't stop eating it.

"Delicious, really delicious! Brother Yuan Shu really knows how to eat... The authentic braised pork trotter rice must be even better, right?"

The jailer, who was explaining to his bedmate that the bones were bloody but the meat was not, almost fainted from a single sentence from the Four Primitives.

I'm still thinking about your braised pork trotter rice!
and also……

"You're not allowed to call me Yuan Shu, you're not allowed to call me Yuan Shu. Either you're called Jailer Brother, or you're called Yuan Shucheng. I'll accept you calling me A-Cheng or Xiao-Cheng, but you absolutely cannot be called Yuan Shu!"

Zhong Zemo smiled and recited his lines: "The Han Dynasty is now half in my hands."

"Then..." Blanket's eyes darted around, "The Skeleton King of Huainan?"

Jiang Heyi thought for a moment: "Eastern Han Dynasty Hakimi?"

People are really bad.

(End of this chapter)