T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 141, Section 140: The Evil Player Personality, Activated!
Mint's ordeal finally ended when she saw everyone return safe and sound.

When the boundary between reality and illusion disappeared, she had been using the puppets to train, which greatly improved her combat skills. However, it was unrealistic for her to break free from them and teleport away.

She considered using the scroll at one point, but ultimately gave up... In case something went wrong, the scroll could still help these idiots get revenge.

Even before everyone returned, Mint was already thinking about how to treat them when they met again.

My decision was to remain silent and simply give them the cold shoulder.

No matter how you coax or explain, they won't soften their stance; you have to keep them waiting all day.

Although doing this might seem childish...

Mint's face was about to harden, but seeing the seven people chattering and laughing incessantly, and the anti-magic power emanating from Zhong Zemo...

Temperament cannot overcome curiosity.

She could only stand there awkwardly, glancing sideways, pouting, and crossing her arms, like a door god blocking the way for the seven people, exuding the coldest aura she could muster.

7 points for acting skills, 3 points for complaining.

"You should have something to say to me," Mint said, craning her neck in anticipation.

"Clang clang~~~" Zhong Zemo pulled out a metal box containing anti-magic powder from his backpack. "Is this enough to make a shield?"

The glittering anti-magic crystal dust captivated Mint's eyes, and her hand involuntarily reached out.

No, Mint, you can't do this.

You need to act angry to make them anxious!
The voice echoed in her mind, but Mint's hand had already taken the anti-magic powder, trembling as she gently caressed it...

As Jiang Heyi described what had happened, Bohe tilted her head more and more to the side.

Landon, an eighth-tier warrior, was no match for the boundary between reality and illusion, but that can be put aside for now. The news that the royal family robbed the Narum caravan is truly explosive.

Narum's smuggling of high-risk materials like anti-magic materials behind the backs of the royal family is also baffling.

Materials that suppress or inhibit magic are considered strategic resources in all countries of the Ana Continent, and are known for their high lethality against magicians.

If the nobles of Narum were to transport a cart or two of anti-magic materials, she could understand; perhaps they had found some good stuff on the black market.

An entire convoy—this is something that can't be explained by the black market.

They might have found a mine related to magic suppression!
"I don't quite understand. So, are these nobles planning a rebellion?" The jailer took out a piece of dried grilled fish and started chewing on it.

“Well, you can think of it this way: under Anna's laws, smuggling so much anti-magic material in one go is practically the same as rebellion,” Mint said. “Those old nobles in Narum are incredibly audacious; they dare to do this without reporting it…”

At this point, Mint was startled.

She looked at the group with lingering fear: "Your guild was teleported back directly from the Great Snow Mountain, and you haven't submitted your quest yet?"

Jiang Heyi nodded: "We were afraid you would worry, so we quickly cleaned up the battlefield and ran back immediately."

Mint clutched her heart, feeling her frantic heartbeat, and almost couldn't breathe.

"Damn Narum, he had no intention of paying the commission!"

His words were like a wake-up call. Since the magic-suppressing crystal was such a highly sensitive commodity, how could he possibly let the person who helped find the crystal live?
Only the dead can keep secrets forever.

From the very beginning, Narum had no intention of giving away the 10 Star Sands so easily.

This is a dead end.

If you can't defeat the elite troops dispatched by the royal family, you'll die; if you complete the mission and return to Narum Manor to collect the bounty, you'll also die.

Upon hearing Mint's analysis, a strange smile spread across the boundary between reality and illusion, as if to say...

"Really, that's great!"

His eagerness to try was palpable.

"Mint, is there a way to sneak into that mansion?" Jiang Heyi asked. The Narum mansion was kept under a constant state of magic, with only a small opening opened by the butler during the descent.

Mint pondered for a moment: "I'm not entirely sure, but I can give it a try. I need to do some preparation beforehand. Hmm... do you have the money?"

In this great battle, the virtual-real boundary, transformed into a war maniac, had a blast, and the loot dropped was plentiful, greatly replenishing the depleted economy and just enough to meet Mint's needs.

"Oh, right." Before leaving, Mint paused, "Tell me about the eighth rank."

Somewhat unremarkable, Landon's strength is indeed the weakest among the eighth-tier opponents encountered at the boundary between the real and the virtual.

Let alone fighting the Slime King, Jiang Heyi doubted whether he could even handle the Frog-Headed Stitches on the first floor.

Jiang Heyi's clever strategy meant that players who later tried to defeat the Frog-Headed Stitches would generally avoid direct confrontation with the Stitches. Only those unlucky players who repeatedly failed and whose experience was constantly accumulated by the Stitches would need to fight it head-on.

These players later figured out how to use Alna's lantern to stun the Stitches, which was a weakness left by the official design to prevent the Stitches from completely trapping players after accumulating experience.

If players from the initial launch period were to go head-to-head, unless their team had a shield-countering powerhouse like Zhong Zemo who could counter a dozen or more times in a single battle, creating numerous opportunities for the team to deal damage, their chances of winning would be very low.

Comparing the two, he could hardly help but conclude that Langdon's eighth-order ranking was inflated.

Mint stroked her chin, lost in thought.

The huge difference in the eighth rank between the two regions baffled her.

What's the problem?
"Are there many eighth-tier enemies in Anna?" Original Fries recalled Langdon's stubborn last words before he died.

“There should be many, but I don’t have access to them.” Mint sighed. “During my time at the Star Speaker Academy, I heard that the royal family has a Sage Guard composed of eighth-tier mages.”

Jiang Heyi felt that the Great Snow Mountain mission was just the beginning of a story.

Since it involves the imperial family, there is a high probability that there will be subsequent side stories.

Perhaps it's hidden in Narum's mansion?

"Mint, mint, wait a minute, wait a minute."

The jailer ran up to Mint and whispered something in her ear as she was about to leave.

Mint tilted her head, looking at the jailer with suspicion.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself for a while. Mint's expression became subtle, but she didn't say anything more. Instead, she turned around and took some more materials from the warehouse.

"You're being so mysterious, what did you say?"

The jailer didn't play the riddle-maker: "It's nothing, I just wanted to know if mint can make poison, and a very powerful and stimulating one at that."

“Look, there are so many people in Narum Manor, they are all walking experience babies.”

"The entire mansion is sealed by a magic array. After the poisoning, as long as we keep the central part of the magic array under our control, it is impossible for any living thing to escape."

"I suggest using peppermint to poison the water and air simultaneously."

"Water sources are effective quickly, but easily detected, and cannot guarantee effective killing. Airborne transmission is slow, but it ensures that everyone gets a share."

"This is the most efficient way."

"To make sure Mint has a good time too, I suggested she get some incredibly powerful potions. After we finish our battle inside the manor, we can blow up the house, dig deep, and see if we find anything special."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The orange tea shivered.

The normal rhythm of playing the game was actually sealing away the evil player personalities of the jailer and his gang...

　Although it's 1 words shorter, I'm still posting two chapters today... I'm exhausted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)