T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 175, page 174: "French Fries said, 'It's no big deal.'"

After graduating, Chen Shaoyu had dealt with all sorts of people. With his extensive experience, he prided himself on being able to handle anyone with ease, until the appearance of this man in front of him.

His square face was cold and resolute. Although his hair was mostly white with less black, his spirit still exuded the charm of a prime of life, making people wonder if a young man who was exhausted from working overtime all year round could withstand two punches from him.

His eyes were sharp, making Chen Shaoyu feel immense pressure just by looking into them.

The man simply stated his purpose: "Let me see her."

"According to the reminder from my contact person when I joined the company, if there is no specific documentation..."

The man stared coldly at Chen Shaoyu, causing the prepared remarks to fall silent.

“Let me see her,” he repeated.

“Documents, or a dedicated phone number,” Chen Shaoyu stopped the man from taking out his identification. “I don’t want to know who you are, and don’t make things difficult for me. Most people who know of her existence are cautious and prudent. How many people have approved of your recklessness?”

"The call will be here soon."

"Then we'll talk about it when we get there."

Chen Shaoyu was more stubborn than expected, which made the man's eyes narrow slightly.

"This is the second time you've claimed it's a bug. What's the truth?"

“I do know some things, but I believe you weren’t qualified to know until the phone rang.”

"Don't forget, you are also a part of this planet."

"I understand, but I can only do what I can," Chen Shaoyu admitted. "It's pointless for you to be angry with me, after all, you guys allowed the game to start."

The man took a deep breath: "Then you should at least remind those people that they shouldn't get too deeply involved in games, that love is a dangerous act that involves placing too much emotion on relationships, and that some people are already in danger!"

"But this is also part of the game."

The sound was not made by Chen Shaoyu.

Are you worried about the players who get too caught up in the game, or are you worried about the outcome?

The office lights all went out at once, leaving only rows of computer monitors with their desktops frozen in a soft blue light.

The light streaming in from the corridor vaguely illuminated the outline of the person at the end of the office.

The founder of Starlight Campfire.

That's what people call her.

However, men prefer to see her as the source of the constellation of stars.
The woman's hair floated in mid-air as if defying gravity, each strand distinct.

In the absence of light, her eyes shimmered with an eerie pale gold.

The man's aura suddenly dimmed in that instant. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart.

"You said this was a good thing for us, but these two bugs are hard to reassure us."

"I can still keep it running; the bug is just a jumble of thoughts."

"This is for our world..."

His words were interrupted.

"If it leads to any consequences, are your concerns really worthwhile?"

The man fell silent.

“Games are a gift,” the woman said calmly. “They are a gift to you, and to those who are enjoying them.”

"If there is a gift waiting at the end for the players who have given their all, that would be the best blessing."

Stop your boredom, anxiety, and fear, and enjoy the fun the game brings.

"If one is no longer pure, then at least... don't affect those who are still pure."

The man took a deep breath. He wasn't a coward, but...

In this world, there are probably very few people who can remain calm and composed when facing someone directly in front of them.

What happens if you get too deeply involved with a character in a game?

"That is his destiny, why should you pry?"

The man took another deep breath.

"You're right... Even now, I still want to ask one question: why does it have to be a game?"

A subtle pity flowed through the woman's calm eyes.

It's like saying... How pitiful.

Without answering, she turned and left, disappearing into the darkness.

The office lights came back on the moment I left.

Everything was as usual, as if she had never been there.

The colleagues who were responsible for the night shift and brought Chen Shaoyu late-night snacks returned one after another. They looked at the man standing in the office and remained silent.

The man suddenly looked up: "Reminding those guilds to actively prepare for the World Championship doesn't violate the agreement, right?"

"If you really want them to have a good public opinion environment to prepare for the World Championship, then deal with the person who is already writing articles to smear the boundary between fact and fiction."

The man took the phone and glanced at it.

"With the World Championship approaching, the preparations of the Chinese server's representative guild for the Proof of Stars tournament are surprisingly less than ideal?"

This is a magnificent article filled with subjective conjecture.

Its content almost named names, stating outright that the T0 guild "Virtual Reality Boundary" was still busy with PVE on the eve of the World Championship, showing no regard for the upcoming World Championship and no signs of training.

The AOE attack had a wide range, and as a result, three other guilds were criticized for lacking a sense of honor and not actively preparing for the battle.

The man searched on his phone but couldn't find any trace of the article.

"What's the meaning."

"It means that person is writing it and will send it out soon," Chen Shaoyu said. "Since you care about that gift hidden at the end of the World Championship, then do something about it."

The man's face darkened instantly as he stared at the "brilliant article" on his phone, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

As he left the office building of the Chinese server agent for Starfire, he looked back at the brightly lit floors, and a chill ran down his spine.

He knows the names, information, and article progress like the back of his hand.

Thinking of women, he let out a heavy sigh, got into his car, and dialed a number.

"Yes, it's me. There's something I need you to tell you..."

Unaware that a maliciously written article had been recycled, its author was now in the process of leaving the company.

……

……

"Now that Jiang Heyi and French Fries have confirmed their relationship, will Ke Xia still make those love videos?"

This is the topic of discussion in the guild during the day.

French Fries, whose day was packed with classes, only gave a perfunctory reply in the evening.

"Everyone can spend the money we earn, so let's just consider it Kesha treating everyone to dinner. Why not do it?"

The group members all praised the French fries' generosity.

Tears welled up in Zhong Zemo's eyes. Compared to his marriage, which was full of negativity, why was Jiang Heyi able to eat so well?

Tears have to be shed, and you still have to cheer to appear loyal... Sigh!

In fact, Jiang Heyi and French Fries chatted until late last night and reached more than just this one point of consensus. They just wanted to tease everyone, so they deliberately waited until so late to post it.

Upon entering the game, the progress was synchronized to the mansion outside the capital of Anna, the location where everyone last logged out of the game, as if they had never left.

As dawn broke, a new day was about to begin. Before logging off, Kesha's tail, still wrapped around Jiang Heyi, was still wagging energetically.

Everyone in the guild immediately focused on Fries, eager to see what her mood was and what expression she would have at that moment.

French Fries turned his head and glanced at them sideways.

What are you all expecting?

"I hope you're not imagining anything weird, like sulking or having an awkward reaction?"

The woman poked her chin with her finger in the blanket: "Is it really this bland? Ksha is practically glued to Potato."

"It's just a game. She can't jump out of the game and steal the potato. Besides, we need to keep this side story going and explore the subsequent plot. Let's just make her happy."

"Potato already talked to me about it last night, it's nothing serious."

Zhong Zemo couldn't help but clutch his heart.

Hmm, what kind of relationship have I been with for the past two and a half years...?

"Brother Moyu, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry! You'll meet someone even better in the future, trust me!" Seeing Zhong Zemo's pained expression, the woman in the blanket quickly comforted him.

The jailer smirked.

After not logging into the game for two days, everyone had forgotten about Ksha's methods.

He's looking forward to seeing if he'll still be able to say "It's no big deal" so easily after the fries.

"How many days has this been? Can't we at least get some results?" Mint's disgruntled complaint pulled everyone back to the story.

Jiang Heyi recalled that if the waiting time during the previous round of the game were included, two days had already passed.

Two days have passed, and eight nobles have been dealt with without a word. Should we say that the empire is cautious in its law enforcement, or that its efficiency is "delightful"?

Perhaps because of the anger she felt earlier when she threw rotten oranges at the servants and guards in bed, the newly delivered fruit platter was noticeably of much better quality.

Breakfast is no longer the slightly burnt, dry, and hard-to-swallow black bread, but has been replaced with softer white bread, accompanied by refreshing boiled beans and jam.

They also got half a kebab.

However, with all the food divided among nine people, it was really meager.

Seeing that Jiang Heyi had finished his ribs in no time and even glanced at the empty plate, Ke Xia quickly handed him his plate.

"for you."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Heyi was taken aback.

“If you eat it, then I’ve eaten it.” Kesha smiled and tilted his head. “I’ll be able to taste many more good things in the future, so you should enjoy them more.”

hiss……

It felt like sugar was seeping out of the grilled ribs and floating into the air. Although it was a savory grilled rib, everyone tasted the honey flavor.

French Fries was calmly enjoying his portion when he noticed Ke Xia's actions and, seeing Jiang Heyi's gratitude, continued eating, feeling embarrassed.

"It's only half a portion, it might not be appropriate to give that away..." the fries thought.

"Nine people sharing half a lamb chop, ugh..." Kesha curled his lip in disgust. "In our royal court, there must be a surplus of food when entertaining guests. This is not how you save money. Each person gets only a small rib. How stingy."

The maids all lowered their heads, pretending not to hear these blasphemous and accusatory words against the empire.

The guards not far away looked displeased.

Kesha took in all these reactions; she wanted everyone to hear these words.

Jiang Heyi encouraged him in a low voice: "Keep it within limits, say more, say louder, make a fuss."

Kesha understood immediately, stood up with a smile, and continued: "Before it was a rotten fruit basket, now it's a breakfast that doesn't even fill you up. The Empire's hospitality standards still make them boast of being the overlord of Anna, but now it seems that they have already fallen into decline silently in an unseen corner."

The captain of the guard outside the door came in, bowing respectfully to maintain proper etiquette.

Then, straightening up, he said earnestly, "I urge the Fallen Star Envoys to be careful with their words and actions and to maintain the most basic respect for the Anna Empire."

Jiang Heyi pinched the white bread and rubbed off a layer of dry, hard powder—it looked pretty good, but the outer layer was still dry and hard, and only the inner part was still soft.

It's clearly not fresh out of the oven.

"Is this the respect you give us?"

Jiang Heyi really wanted to throw the white bread in front of him, but even though it was a game, wasting food made him feel a deep sense of guilt, and he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

“Respect is mutual. Since we moved into your residence, only a group of unidentified men have contacted us in the past two days. We know nothing about the progress of the matter, and we are also restricted from leaving the residence.”

"For breakfast, we were given dry, hard bread that had been sitting out for a long time. The fruit was either unripe, sour, or starting to rot. The amount of meat at lunch and dinner was gradually reduced, and we were forced to eat vegetarian food instead."

"What, is this how the Empire shows respect?"

The captain of the guard, his face flushed and slightly angry, emphasized, "You are on the land of the Empire, so naturally you must abide by the rules of the Empire. Please do not utter such blasphemous and offensive words again."

"Oh, so you have to follow other people's rules when you're on someone else's land. How come you people from Anna can't control your lower bodies when you come to Falling Star?"

The captain of the guard was speechless.

"They demand we follow the rules, yet they themselves can break them. The Empire seems a bit too much of a rogue state," the jailer sneered. "Did something to do with your poor hospitality sting you?"

He will increase the intensity of the conversation.

However, Jiang Heyi liked this kind of cooperation.

He then flew into a rage: "If you don't want to be talked about, then stop trying to fool people! It's been two days, have all the people in your empire who can talk died? How long are you planning to drag this out!"

Jiang Heyi looked at Ke Xia and said, "Give them a job."

Kesha blinked her big eyes and hurriedly approached to ask.

"What is the whole thing...?"

"Give me some magic that looks powerful, but remember not to hurt anyone."

Ksha immediately understood.

The demonic scales shimmered, and the power of the Word was triggered.

Song of the Tidecaller

As the chanting began, a tide appeared out of thin air, overflowing from the hall in all directions and shoving away the captain of the guard and the guards who tried to rush in.

“We have run out of patience to wait any longer. If we don’t see any progress in just half a day, we will have to take matters into our own hands to get justice.”

The guards quickly moved away from the mansion, surrounding it from a distance, while the captain of the guard, disregarding his soaking wet body, hurried away to report.

Mint was a little worried.

"Isn't this too radical?"

Jiang Heyi shook his head, "If we don't escalate the conflict and force certain people to put things on the table, they'll only play the stalling game."

Letting people know you're capable of flipping the table is also a negotiation tactic.

As noon approached, just in time for the final ultimatum given by Jiang Heyi, the convoy arrived at the mansion's entrance.

"His Majesty invited the Fallen Star Envoy to the Anna Council Hall to discuss the matter of the Fallen Star Sea Sea Containment with the ministers."

Upon hearing this, Kesha frowned.

Jiang Heyi stopped her from lashing out.

"See the person first, then get angry."

With her eyes brimming with tears, Kesha ignored the stares of those around her and went straight to hug Jiang Heyi.

"It's so good to like you."

The jailer's lips twitched slightly.

It seems that this person isn't as indifferent as they claim.

(End of this chapter)