T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 174, Section 173: What Happened During Maintenance

Yuan Huanye prepared similar gift packages for everyone, except for the Four Primal Bodies, which were unique. In addition to tea, they contained not snacks and gift cards, but jars labeled as ginseng powder.

They really put their heart into it. I don't know how the prison guard could have learned absolutely nothing under this kind of education.

"Speaking of which, you're divorced now, why are you still living here with me?" Jiang Heyi asked.

“She texted me last night saying she still has some things at home that she hasn’t packed up,” Zhong Zemo replied. “She’s hiding for a few more days, just to have some peace and quiet.”

It sounds like she deliberately sought an opportunity to meet with Zhong Zemo. Otherwise, with such a long holiday and Zhong Zemo still not changing the locks, Du Jingwen could have retrieved her belongings anytime she wanted, without having to wait until the holiday ended to suddenly make a sound.

Zhong Zemo stated that there were no valuable items in his home, so he wasn't worried about her causing trouble. He was content as long as the house was in his name, and she could do whatever she wanted with the rest, since they could always buy new things later.

Back in her room, Jiang Heyi received a message from French Fries.

"You're back home?"

For some reason, upon seeing the message, Jiang Heyi immediately pictured the image of French fries clinging to her at lunchtime, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her face.

"Just arrived, Cuttlefish is preparing dinner."

"It seems like it's always Cuttlefish doing the cooking. What happens when he's not around?"

Jiang Heyi laughed: "He must be earning his own living. His cooking skills are no match for his, so he just lets him use his cooking skills to pay for the room."

"So, you can too?"

"Although it's not as good as squid, it's definitely in the top tier."

French Fries took a deep breath and quickly sent out the edited message.

"I can also let you pay your room rate with your cooking skills."

no reply.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes have passed...

My initial anticipation for the fries gradually turned into trepidation.

She was restless, clutching her phone.

"Since he took the initiative at noon, it's my turn to take the initiative now."

With this in mind, French Fries mentally prepared himself for a long time and launched an offensive, integrating the direct attack he had learned from Kesha.

But why is there no response?
Jiang Heyi opened the door and was immediately taken aback.

Zhong Zemo had just finished cooking and was calling for Jiang Heyi to start eating when he noticed someone squeezing in from outside the door, and Jiang Heyi couldn't stop them.

"No wonder I couldn't find you anywhere during the time I was thinking about divorce; you were hiding here."

Du Jingwen walked into the house and looked around. Smelling the aroma of the food, she was taken aback when she saw the colorful and delicious dishes on the table.

"You really live a very refined life."

Before the divorce, I was busy in the kitchen every day, trying my best to cook different dishes to satisfy you, but after you finished eating, you would wipe your mouth and not say anything. Now you actually say it's exquisite?

You actually find it exquisite?
Zhong Zemo took a deep breath, suppressing his slight dissatisfaction, and said, "This is my friend's house. Don't you think it's extremely rude of you to just barge in like this?"

"Aren't you going to invite me to sit down and have something to eat with you?"

"Where do you get the nerve?" Zhong Zemo retorted, no longer tolerating it.

Du Jingwen's face was full of embarrassment, but she gritted her teeth and decided to stay put.

Jiang Heyi sat down at the table, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat, completely ignoring the living creature next to him.

Seeing that Zhong Zemo was about to sit down to eat, Du Jingwen asked casually, "Why didn't you tell me that you did well in the game?"

"Why didn't you say anything?" Zhong Zemo put down his bowl. "Do you care about my hobbies? Have you ever cared about my feelings?"

"You always use the excuse that playing games is a waste of time to prevent me from playing what I like, and you keep talking about ambition. I just want to ask you, Du Jingwen, where is your ambition?!"

“When you get home every day, you don’t have to do anything. You’ll be waited on hand and foot.”

"Whenever I don't have time to come home, the house is bound to be piled up with takeout boxes, and you don't even want to clean them up. When we first got married, you were willing to pretend, but now?"

"They say they're looking for a job, but for two years they've been stuck at home either saying they're interviewing or that they're preparing for exams. Their work experience is almost zero, and their goals keep getting higher and higher, but they're neither good enough for high-level jobs nor good enough for low-level ones—they're all talk and no action!"

“We’ve known each other since we were little, except for college. If I had known you were like this in college, would I have married you?”

"Du Jingwen, you lied to me once. I was too stupid back then, and I could only see the old you."

"I know why you came, and I know what you're thinking."

"Listen up, don't even think about getting back together. There won't be a second time, and I won't listen to any of your explanations. There is absolutely no possibility of us being together."

"Are you envious of the game revenue I earn? If you are, that's fine. I'll spend it all on myself, on those hobbies you look down on."

"You like big houses and urge me to work hard so that I can live in a big apartment or villa, right? I will buy one, but it won't be for you."

"We're even when we get divorced."

"Get out of this house right now and don't disturb our meal!"

Perhaps the 10 days of offline gatherings provided him with so much healing that it reminded him of his past self.

Zhong Zemo suddenly erupted without warning.

This is how honest people often explode; perhaps a single word or action can suddenly snap their inner strings.

Jiang Heyi had always thought that Zhong Zemo was too easy to talk to, just like a siren in a game. Even when he was angry, he still cared about the ordinary people along the coast of the empire who made a living from the sea. Even when he flipped the table, it seemed like he was being gentle and kind.

He witnessed this cathartic release and felt a surge of satisfaction within himself.

As his friend, Jiang Heyi was genuinely happy to see him break free from his constraints and rediscover himself.

Du Jingwen was completely stunned; Zhong Zemo had never spoken to her in such a tone before.

"I may have done something wrong before... I can change it."

"Now?" Zhong Zemo laughed angrily. "If I didn't have money, would you still be the same person?"

"Actually, it was my friends who encouraged me... They all said you're not charming, immature, and not worth it."

"I'm your fucking husband, and instead of helping me, you listen to your friend? Aren't you just being a complete jerk?!"

Zhong Zemo finally poured out the pent-up frustration that had been suppressed deep inside him for so long.

"Since you trust your friends so much, go and date them, marry them, and don't come looking for me, get lost!"

"Don't do this... I really know I was wrong."

Zhong Zemo didn't say much. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door, then slammed it shut. He ignored her banging and shouting outside.

Still reeling from his earlier outburst, he glared at Jiang Heyi and yelled, "Eat!"

"What? I'm not Du Jingwen, why are you yelling at me too?"

One sentence calmed Zhong Zemo's turbulent emotions considerably.

He transformed back into the squid that everyone is familiar with.

"Eat, eat, eat! This is grilled squid. I put a lot of effort into making it. It's a pity you'll be living with fries from now on, so you won't get to enjoy it."

This guy knows how to start a conversation.

"Who said we had to live together..."

"Tsk tsk, her face is even redder than mine after the argument."

The knocking outside the door was still going on; perhaps the neighbors were watching the drama unfold. But inside, the two had already entered the stage of being love strategists.

Jiang Heyi said, "When it comes to living together, I feel that opening a French fry is more suitable."

"I think so too, but what if the fries don't offer any?"

"Should I try A again?"

Zhong Zemo wore a pleased expression, saying, "Kexia's efforts to win you over weren't in vain."

Hmm, speaking of Kshatriya...

"How do you plan to handle the relationship between Kesha and French fries?" "Huh?" Jiang Heyi's eyes widened.

Subconsciously, he didn't feel that this was something that needed special attention.

French fries are in reality, and he lives in reality, while Ksha is just a virtual game character. How else can this be dealt with?

"Ksha's romantic storyline is closely linked to the Royal Court side storyline. What if Fries gets jealous in the game, causing some hilarious situations in our Royal Court storyline?"

Jiang Heyi thought for a moment: "For the sake of the plot going smoothly, I think fries are fine."

After dinner, they could hear faint whimpering sounds coming from outside the door. The two tacitly ignored them and went back to their rooms.

As Jiang Heyi turned on his computer to browse the community, he suddenly remembered something.

……

……

"I can also let you pay your room rate with your cooking skills."

"Don't misunderstand, I meant the possibility of you visiting me in the future."

"It's okay if you don't pay."

"Potato?"

While cooking, the fries kept glancing at the phone not far away, looking extremely anxious.

Why haven't you replied to my message yet?

Am I being too sudden by saying these things?

I hope it won't give him the impression that I'm too frivolous...

You confessed your feelings, and the other person already thinks you're weird!

Should we post something else?
The sudden notification sound startled her. She quickly grabbed her phone, only to find it was just a random app message. Frustrated, she went through the background and permanently removed all the notifications.

"Beep beep~~"

Come again?

French Fries glanced at the message and saw Jiang Heyi's message pop up, so he quickly checked it.

When should we pay?

Those five words were enough to make me savor the fries for several seconds.

"up to you."

Ah, that's definitely not what I wanted to post...

"Then should I study with Zhong Zemo for a few days before going over?"

"Okay." The fries were sent immediately.

After a while, the fries suddenly woke up.

Why am I acting like my parents, all lovey-dovey and clingy?
French Fries glanced at the department's chat group.

On the night of the live stream, she was constantly being tagged in this group.

The sudden emergence of a famous freshman in one's department, who is usually remarkably low-key, is quite intriguing.

French Fries ignored all of this; she only had two things on her mind right now.

Games, and... what happens when you live together?
After their real identities were revealed, everyone's lives seemed to undergo subtle changes.

Not long after Orange Tea returned to her dormitory, a teacher from her department suddenly came to her door.

The disciplinary report is out; those in the same dormitory as Orange Tea who were involved in bullying have been interviewed by the department.

The guild members had already informed Orange Tea in advance that this was likely the final outcome. Expecting further warnings or disciplinary action was unrealistic, as the school also had to save face.

Orange Tea readily accepted the result.

Jiang Heyi once said that with a little fame, as long as she is a sensible and good student, her life will be smooth sailing for the next few years of university.

And here comes the wind.

"The school's social media account will be hosting an event soon, and the department thinks that you, as a representative of the freshmen, should participate."

“Okay.” Orange Tea readily agreed as well.

Hello, hello, hello everyone.

My parents had already become celebrities in the village because of my story. It is said that on the night of the live broadcast, they even took out some money to hold a banquet for everyone.

She posted the news that the matter had been resolved satisfactorily in the group chat, and the four original bodies couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.

However, his work group was quiet. When the manager said something, a swarm of people would appear to echo, but no one mentioned him.

The same applies to private chats.

The four original bodies chuckled self-deprecatingly. Since starting work, their social circles had shrunk, and they had less contact with people. Everyone else was giving feedback from various sources, but he felt like he was trapped on a deserted island.

However, he didn't care much anymore; the life he had lived over the years had made the Tetras accustomed to loneliness.

"Mom, this ginseng powder was a gift from a friend's father. Take it as directed, and it should be helpful for your weakness and fatigue."

"This must be very expensive. Did you give a gift in return?" The mother of the tetramorphs asked nervously.

“I will bring a gift to visit you next time I have the chance,” Tetra said. “If the opportunity is right, it should be after we win the world championship.”

The Tetramorphic Mother seemed to be getting to know her child again, staring intently at him for a long time.

"You seem much more confident now."

"Have it?"

"Yes, it's been a very long time since you've dared to set your expectations so high."

The Tetraprototype was silent for a moment, then laughed.

"Isn't it great... Mom, I will definitely win the championship, this time I definitely will."

He never did anything that made his mother proud.

On the day of the in-person interview, there was no one at home to take care of her, so she asked her neighbors for help. Only then did she figure out how to use the computer and manage to watch the entire live stream.

Although she only appeared in the images sporadically, she still clearly remembered what the four original entities were doing at the time, and she was reciting the number of times to him as if they were her most treasured possessions.

"Who is that girl?"

"Ok?"

"A foreigner."

"Oh, a very enthusiastic fan."

Thinking of Nong Ya, Siyuanti couldn't help but chuckle.

This guy's energy and drive are incredible. He suggested going out for a late-night snack, and despite the language barrier, he still partied wildly until the wee hours.

The next day, the prison guard pointed out a few characteristic scenic spots in Guangzhou, and I set off alone to visit them.

Most importantly... she managed to become a QQ friend of everyone in the entire guild, an achievement that demonstrates her social terrorist nature—second only to the jailer.

My casual conversation was interrupted by a jarring notification sound.

The four prototypes picked up their phones and glanced at them; it was a message from the manager.

"What's wrong?" The mother, who was drinking ginseng powder, turned around.

"Oh, it's just a small matter at work, I'll take care of it tomorrow." The Primal smiled. "By the way, Mom, I'll take you out for a trip in a while."

"In a while? What's wrong? Aren't you working anymore?" Tetra-Primordial's mother asked. "If you're busy, don't worry too much about the family. I'm fine."

"Don't worry, you won't be so busy with work then."

　There will be more later, probably around midnight. If you can't wait, go to sleep first, and there will be food when you wake up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)