T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 272, Section 271: Collarbone, Beautiful

The video of the Dragon Knights guild being brutally killed has been released in its entirety, with a pure, unedited, God-like perspective.

The fact that no one in the huge guild noticed the announcement of the coordinates was already hilarious, so they were bombarded with gold coins, their inventory was wiped out, and the comedic effect was perfect.

"If you feel you're playing the game badly, take a look at these people. They lost everything they had built up over three months since the server opened because of a single permission setting in one night."

The title is ruthless, and the summary is a declaration of war.

Anyone can see that the boundary between truth and falsehood has been shattered by the recent media storm.

The Burning Dragon Knight's personal account suddenly posted a status update featuring a turtle in its shell.

Caption: "Powerful, but cowardly?"

This clearly refers to the fact that the boundary between the virtual and real worlds is not open to guild coordinates.

The burning dragon knight was also enraged by the losses of last night.

The onlookers revel.

"It's great, I love it, let's fight!"

"Hit him, hit his mother!"

The T0 Guild's "Border of Reality and Illusion" is a super popular content creator with nearly 500 million followers, comparable to a collision between Mars and Earth.

This is also a classic aspect of online games that cannot be missed. The fact that the two sides are basically equal in status makes this duel both on and off the field very interesting.

Many players reviewed the chat logs from the invasion and discovered a rather intriguing conversation.

"The feud between us wasn't started now, but rather it was the result of unbearable frustration that could no longer be tolerated. You'd better be aware of that."

If there's no interaction between the guild and the Dragon Knight within the game's boundary between reality and illusion, then it must be outside the game.
There is a story.

The boundary between the virtual and real worlds is gathering information about guild strongholds.

It has to be the jailer guy, a social terrorist, who can become friends with anyone on his own. He's become a familiar face to many people in the gaming circle, and his information-gathering speed is trustworthy.

"Unique dungeon strategies can all become guild strongholds."

“Establishing a guild stronghold can generate special guild resources over time.”

"Depending on the guild's stronghold, the resources produced also vary. The well-known necromancer's lair near Fragrant Wind City produces pure necromancer aura."

"After being purified and processed by the guild's dolls, they can be used to create Sage Memories, which are needed for necromancy-type professions."

Zhong Zemo asked in surprise: "A Sage's Memory that can be used to exchange skills?"

The jailer nodded: "But it's not easy. To obtain enough guild resources, the guild stronghold needs to be stable. Opening up guild coordinates means that players can invade at any time."

"A protective barrier can be set at the guild statue, granting immunity to intrusion for any time period of 6 hours."

"It is said," the jailer emphasized, "that some guilds have researched using guild resources to trade with wandering merchants who come to the guild to upgrade and strengthen the statue, which can extend the protection time to 10 hours."

The 10-hour protection period is definitely sufficient for a large number of players, especially those who live in different time zones or work in shifts.

However, this is far from enough for guilds with a small number of members.

A thief can steal for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days.

The guild stronghold model doesn't seem to be very friendly to the side defending the industry.

Players are typically online for 6 hours, receive protection for 10 hours, leaving a gap of 8 hours.

As long as there are no members in the guild, it's a buffet-style situation where anyone can plunder it.

"If we want special guild resources, it seems we have no choice but to recruit new members?" Zhong Zemo said with some unease.

These days, it's fine to keep the boundaries between the virtual and real worlds within a small circle. If it's for the sake of resource expansion...

Jiang Heyi knew the prison guard well, and he asked, "Tell me if you have good news."

The jailer sent a cheerful seal emoji.

"Of course I know what everyone is thinking, and there are actually solutions."

"Even though the players aren't here, the NPCs are still active."

"Characters who join a guild will not disappear during battle; they will assist in the counterattack when invaded."

"Guild puppets can also enhance their combat power through experience accumulation and special training."

"Besides that, there should be other methods, but most guilds only lasted for less than a day before being completely wiped out, so we haven't figured them out yet."

The people in front of the screen suddenly understood, and their lips curled up in a smile.

In that case, the boundary between the real and the virtual is no longer a problem.

Kesha.

King Slime is dark green.

Mint.

The three characters are assigned to the guild. The first two can provide considerable combat power, while the latter can act as a commander and manage the puppets in the guild.

French Fries pursed his lips and shook his head: "If there are too many invaders, it still won't be enough."

Information is limited; we can only investigate further after entering the game.

Jiang Heyi was very interested in the loot from the Underground Temple of the Clarity, which currently represents the highest difficulty level in the game, so there was no reason for it to give bad items.

In the community, players from all walks of life are closely watching the actions at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

Dragon Knights fans have already explained some of the gameplay mechanics of guild strongholds, with raiding and defense being key themes.

Although the materials stolen from the Virtual-Real Boundary Guild cannot be used directly and require further resource investment for forging, this is still one of the very few ways that many players can access the highest quality materials.

Regardless of their feelings about the boundary between reality and illusion, there will always be someone willing to try something that involves no initial investment.

This can be described as a zero-yuan purchase segment unique to the Stars' Proof.

The person in bed wondered, "We've been chatting for so long, but we haven't heard a word from the four original entities."

"It's working hours now," Jiang Heyi kindly reminded him.

After saying that, he also felt that something was wrong.

Since receiving his bonus, the four original bodies have been standing very straight. They were originally just hardworking oxen in the office, but they have transformed into "mad cow disease".

After getting angry and arguing with people, he would finish his assigned work each day and then slack off.

I really like a quote from the Tetralogy of Phonology.

"Going to work is about getting a salary, but slacking off is about making money."

"The more you touch, the more you earn."

"It's so much fun to slack off!"

Where is the King of Slacking Off? Given that the mother of the Four Primal Bodies has always been in poor health, Jiang Heyi suddenly became a little worried.

The call was successfully connected.

"Potato, what's wrong?"

The tone was very ordinary, which put Jiang Heyi at ease.

After expressing his concern directly, the Tetramorph laughed.

I had a video conference this morning, which is why I didn't spam the group chat unrestrainedly.

"Thank you."

The tetragonal bodies were discussed very seriously.

It feels warm to be cared for.

Looking back on the short time I spent graduating from university a few years ago, leaving my familiar city to work hard, living in a rented room, going back and forth between two points, with no social life or entertainment.

At that time, he could never have imagined that years later, he would have such a fate after giving up his struggles and returning to his hometown to settle for the status quo.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to slack off, he browsed the chat history in the group.

"If the initial protection time is insufficient, I can change the online time to make up for it."

If there is no urgent need for collective action on that day, this plan is feasible.

It's fine as long as the two sides have half of their game time overlap; adjustments can be made later if it involves World Championship training or advancing important storylines.

Speaking of which...

The World Championship is just over a month away, but as of now, the venue and rules of the competition have not been announced.

Are they really that good at keeping information under wraps?
A sudden announcement, giving players a big surprise?

It was indeed a surprise, but it might differ slightly from what players imagined.

Chen Shaoyu was sweating in his candlelit office.

Just now, the lingering remains of the candle flame briefly ceased their activity.

The limbs and head that were floating in mid-air crashed to the ground with a thud, like building blocks that had been knocked over.

The flickering candlelight illuminated his head, which froze, and his empty eyes met his gaze.

Chen Shaoyu nearly suffered cardiac and pulmonary arrest.

After spending a lot of time together, the threshold for separation increases, and it becomes commonplace for people to split up and act separately.

The problem is that you stop exercising!

The power of the candlelight weakened rapidly, and for a moment, there was almost no trace of her existence.

The lifelike doll's body exuded a palpable sense of deathly stillness.

The World Championship is likely to be canceled before it even begins, and even the current location of Zhu Huo has become a critical issue.

If there's any good news, it's that after nearly half an hour of downtime, "Candlelight" completed its self-check and repaired itself, and the game progress was not affected.

"Now that the candle is back, I need to take a few days off to rest."

Chen Shaoyu sighed wearily.

Jiang Heyi was also panting heavily, exhausted.

"You're doing another set before you've even reached your limit?"

The hot breath from the French fries made Jiang Heyi's already drowsy head even more confused.

So close, too close.

French Fries' flushed face, red from vigorous exercise, was right in front of him. Her long, slender eyelashes trembled, their slight upward curls like claws, each tremor tickling Jiang Heyi's heart.

It's slightly itchy.

At such close range, body temperature can be easily sensed.

Jiang Heyi looked away to avoid her heart racing even faster because of her lover who was so close to her.

Sweat dripped slowly down his shoulders and neck. His slightly protruding collarbones, like a continuous mountain range, blocked the abundant moisture, and the crystal-clear sweat flowed down his collarbones.

The rise and fall of her chest with each breath increased the speed of the flow, and that glistening drop, under Jiang Heyi's gaze, flowed straight down into the majestic ravine.

All he does is talk about prison guards all day long. He has no idea what true beauty is that can burn away one's reason!

Jiang Heyi still had a bit of energy left, so she decided to practice another set with French fries, not wanting to let her teachings go to waste.

But the sweat, the path it followed, altered his breathing rhythm.

Rapid breathing made my body tense, and a feeling of weakness instantly spread throughout my body.

Seeing Jiang Heyi's dejected look, French Fries pursed his lips and pretended to complain, "Slacking off?"

I'm innocent...

Perhaps due to lack of oxygen, Jiang Heyi blurted out.

"Your collarbone...is beautiful."

"..."

"..."

The saying "no moves are the best moves" and "the greatest truths are the simplest" probably refers to this.

No fancy techniques are needed; simple praise can also ignite intelligence.

With just six simple words, even Fries' evenly steady breathing became disordered. She swallowed hard, stared blankly at Jiang Heyi for a moment, and then slowly lowered her head.

Realizing she couldn't see clearly, she reached up and touched her sweaty collarbone; the more she touched it, the redder her skin became…

"Just the collarbone?"

After that, the fries were ready to go to warm temperature on their own.

Why would someone say something without thinking?

Both of them felt a bit feverish at that moment.

A breeze swept across the balcony, bringing a refreshing coolness that gently caressed their cheeks.

It seems to be mocking and envying the naivety and ambiguity that permeate this place.

　Oh dear, this is my confession! It's my fault. I failed to slack off. I promise to update tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)