T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 288. Crisis
Li Furan carried out his master's orders and disbanded the Star Gazing Sect.

Nearly a thousand disciples went their separate ways, their faces filled with sorrow and despair.

Even now, they still don't know what happened to the sect.

Li Furan did not leave. After sending a message to his parents, he sat alone at the empty mountain gate, waiting quietly.

He was not alone; his fellow disciples who had followed him into the painting all stayed behind.

They can't be chased away.

“Maybe he’ll die.”

After he finished speaking, he saw fear on the faces of his junior brothers and sisters.

But no one left.

They're all a bunch of idiots.

The fourth junior brother said nonchalantly, "It's alright, I'm a necromancer, I'll resurrect you all one by one!"

Not a time, not a place, not even a world, Li Furan sighed in agreement.

"I played it while playing a necromancer."

After several days of waiting, news came from the Dream Scroll.

"Have you heard? Many prestigious sects have mobilized their entire forces to fight a group of evil creatures near Luzhi Mountain."

"Is it true? Luzhi Mountain is a remote and uninhabited place. After the spiritual energy has been restored, monsters and evil spirits are rampant. How did this news get out?"

"It's not a rumor, it's that someone was barely alive when they were rescued, but unfortunately, their injuries were too severe and they still passed away."

"Who is who?"

"I heard he is an elder of the Star Gazing Sect."

After being notified by my junior brothers to enter the painting, I found myself surrounded by players discussing the scene in Fragrant Breeze City.

With a heart full of turmoil, Li Furan continued to listen in silence.

"No one who participated in the campaign survived. Are you kidding me?"

"That expert from the Star Gazing Sect only managed to crawl out of the pile of corpses by sheer luck; there really wasn't a single survivor."

Those who were discussing the matter were shocked.

"What kind of evil thing could wipe out all the well-known and powerful figures in the Three Realms?"

"I've heard it said that it's an evil entity born from a cataclysmic change in the heavens and earth... The people of the Star Gazing Sect call it a demon?"

"So, those experts were all there to stop the spread of the mutation?"

"Alas... good people don't live long."

"Heh, they were just afraid that the situation would get too serious and they wouldn't be able to stay out of it, so they had no choice but to do it. I heard that several crazy and evil forces have been completely wiped out. Did they also have the world in their hearts?"

"That's true. The world of Sanqiong is about to change, and there will be a major reshuffling of power. I'm afraid everyone will have a chance."

Li Furan gritted his teeth, chewing on the word "demon," his fists cracking.

"These bastards not only don't appreciate the sacrifices their masters made, but they're also secretly gloating!"

"Why are you stopping me? It's just a game in a dream. What does it matter if I'm captured by the Judgment Knights!"

Li Furan felt something was strange, but didn't know how to describe it.

Master has never been afraid in his life. If the evil forces really cause a cataclysmic event that sweeps across the world, no one can remain uninvolved. Why not spread the word widely and make more preparations?

Their resolute departure, just as they had said before leaving, suggested they had no other choice.

He had so much confusion and bewilderment in his heart, and no one could answer his questions.

Li Furan had no choice but to accept this as the only truth.

"&#@*！（）——@*￥（）！"

Memories are jumbled, distorted, and fragmented.

Chaotic musical notes danced wildly.

The perspective has changed, as if trapped in a shell that doesn't belong to oneself, peering at the outside world through a narrow line of sight.

"This this……"

The sect leader of the Star Gazing Sect stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Having held a high position for many years, his composure in the face of adversity crumbled at this moment, leaving only panic.

His hands froze in mid-air, unsure of what to do with them.

"Your Excellency...we...we're going to deal with the Dream Master?"

"Impossible! Even if the strongest beings from the Three Realms joined forces, it would still be impossible!"

The woman in the distance only left them with a graceful silhouette.

"Are you afraid of her, but not me?"

"No...this..."

Another burst of panicked sounds followed.

The woman turned around, revealing a face that perfectly mirrored the candlelight.

"I will limit her power. All you need to do is make your move, and everything will be within your grasp."

They had no choice. The members of the Star Gazing Sect looked at each other in bewilderment. After the sect leader nodded with difficulty, the candlelight disappeared before their eyes like a wisp of smoke.

This is a spiritual technique that has never been heard of and is unimaginable in the Three Realms.

The candlelight slowly opened its eyes, and the fluttering memories were paused.

She sensed Li Furan's game information and gradually accepted the fact that she provided it to everyone in the Three Domes Land.

It was all just a demonic mutation.

Those caught up in the chaos need to get back on track.

"I also need to have a short period of rest."

This spiritual journey across the world is far more complex than I imagined.

The loss of memory and the sudden turn of events left her, as a doll, physically and mentally exhausted.

"The server is back online. There are still 18 hours left... Well then, I'll take a 12-hour nap."

The candle returned to the 12th floor, chose a spot near Xilu, smiled as it watched her, and gave her a slight bow.

Then, like an infant, she curled up little by little, hugging her knees.

Just before she was about to fall into a deep sleep, a thought popped into her mind.

"Perhaps we should also tell Chen Shaoyu."

All sounds are silent.

The candle, which had been asleep, slowly sat up, and in an instant, its consciousness and body were transferred out of the game.

With a single thought, the candlelight appeared on the company rooftop, and her body floated up like a deity, looking down at the neon-lit city below.

"It doesn't exist; it's the world of world consciousness."

"Has such a world given birth to a 'solution'?"

Thinking of this, the candlelight dragged the information panel, which should have only appeared in the game, into reality.

Her fingertips traced the trees next to everyone's game avatars.

They silently recited their names one by one.

"【Flavored Orange Tea】"

"【Cyber ​​Potato】"

"【Original Flavor French Fries】"

"【The person who sealed their bed has not returned yet】"

"[All of Humanity Takes Flight]"

"【Four Primitive Entities】"

"No matter how many times I watch it... you're always a disappointment."

The candlelight stared discontentedly at the jailer's ID, which lagged behind the others, and complained for the second time.

And he seemed somewhat angry.

Following the information on the panel, the candlelight completed an ultra-long-distance teleport.

……

……

The prison guard, who had turned his life around, attended all the subsequent family gatherings.

What was once an inescapable prison has now become a source of enjoyment.

Once he sat down, regardless of the older generation, as long as there were young people present, he would inevitably overhear some discussions related to the game, and the conversation would eventually turn to him. Without exception, they all praised him.

I never get tired of listening to "Brother Prisoner".

The leisurely time spent quietly eating, drinking, and recharging my mind has come to an end tonight.

My brother Yuan Yuwen has a girlfriend.

The occasion, which should have been a proper interrogation of him, inexplicably turned into a conversation about him.

"Shucheng, you've made something of yourself now. You have to play games, but you also have to take care of real life."

The jailer, still groaning and moaning, had no idea that this was a dangerous opening move.

"So, when are you planning to start talking about girls?"

With a crab leg in his mouth, sucking on the crab meat, the jailer nodded several times before suddenly coming to his senses.

Maru, you're coming for me!
"Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later."

The standard interruption phrase failed to break the family's discussion.

Old Man Yuan Huanye took a sip of tea: "I chatted with the girls in the guild at the last gathering. They're all pretty good girls. You're like a block of wood, unmoved?"

"what?"

Yuan Huanye moved his chair closer to the jailer, picked up the teapot, and poured him a cup of tea.

The jailer was covered in sweat.

This combo is designed to get to the bottom of things!
"We've spent so much time together, you've both proven each other's character, and you even have common topics and shared interests. Isn't this the perfect match?"

Everyone lowered their voices and pricked up their ears to listen to the "grand show" that was slowly unfolding.

The younger generation is secretly delighted.

It's good that they're not the ones being pressured; then we'll have something funny to watch!
Seeing the jailer proudly displaying the crab roe and vermicelli casserole in front of him, seemingly trying to prolong the time by chewing, a sly glint flashed in Yuan Huanye's eyes.

"If you won't tell me, then I'll ask you."

“I think that kid named Beiwo is quite good. He is sensible, speaks appropriately, and is very cultured in his interactions with others. He also gets along well with you.”

The jailer really choked.

The older brother brought over a bowl of cold tea, which he drank in one gulp, and then... stuck out his tongue.

What did you give me to drink?

"Zhe'ergen water."

"Defying the heavens!" he blurted out.

Yuan Yuwen asked in bewilderment, "I think it's alright, is it really that bad?"

Is this person really my brother? Could he have been possessed by some kind of monster?
Never mind, hurry up and refute Dad!

"She already has a boyfriend, so don't talk nonsense about her in the future."

"Oh, who's so lucky? I happen to know her dad. His business has been doing quite well these past few years."

"Zhong Zemo."

Yuan Huanye was taken aback, then nodded: "They are quite a good match. Old Zhang and I talked about it. He can tolerate that woman for more than two years. He's really something else."

"Then..." he continued, "plain fries?"

The prison guard quickly waved his hand: "I've been living with Potato for a while now. If things go fast enough, I suspect I might be able to get married before graduation."

"Oh, she's a very good child, quiet, humble and polite."

The jailer was covered in thorns.

Dad hasn't looked at me like I'm a piece of trash in a long time.

He stopped lounging in the chair and immediately straightened his back, even changing his grip on the chopsticks to a standard position.

"What about orange tea?"

"Oh, she's fine, but it seems she doesn't plan to date. She's a good student, a good girl, and spends all her time studying except for games."

"And what about you!"

Yuan Huanye raised his voice, startling the jailer.

"Two couples have already been paired up within the same guild, don't they feel any sense of crisis at all?!"

The older brother quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Shucheng has his own standards. Although we are familiar with them, they may not suit his personality."

"Then tell me, what type do you like? Your family can help you find someone."

A voice suddenly drifted from the young people's table.

"He likes prison guards, huh?"

Then came a burst of suppressed laughter, leaving Yuan Huanye completely bewildered, thinking it was just the ramblings of someone who had drunk a little.

This isn't nonsense. The jailer's criteria for a partner... He examined his own heart, glanced at his second brother, and was certain: it had to be a jailer...

Zhong Zemo, a person with broad experience, commented that he would be disillusioned sooner or later.

It's like a young, inexperienced author writing sweet romance novels; once he falls in love, his heart breaks and he can no longer write anything decent.

But the jailer thought, "Shouldn't we at least try to break through this wall?"

How can you know if you're just a hypocrite if you don't actually like something?
Like a soul-searching interview with a professional gamer.

Do you consider yourself a professional gamer?

"I think I am."

For some reason, the laughter from the young people's table grew louder, and Yuan Huanye, whose attention had been drawn away, did not continue to ask questions.

The surprise torture of the prison guard came to an end, and feeling like he had been granted a pardon, he quickly ate his fill and slipped away, not giving his father a chance to come back.

At the same time, he did not forget to warn the young people in his family in the most cowardly tone not to tell their father the true meaning of "jailer".

Back home, he didn't dwell on it for long. He turned on his computer, opened the community, and happily shared his fun and risqué pictures with his fellow group members, looking at all sorts of posts.

Not only Jiang Heyi, but everyone in the guild felt that no one could surpass Brother Jailer in terms of the richness of his spiritual world.

He could immerse himself in it, entertaining himself, and if no one reminded him, he could even forget the passage of time.

The candlelight floated on the ceiling, coldly watching the jailer's fingers fly across the keyboard.

If the jailer were to turn around at this moment, he would definitely suffer cardiac arrest.

But with his exceptionally rich inner world, he was happily absorbing the energy of fun, completely unaware that the room temperature was dropping at an unusually rapid pace.

He turned on the air conditioner with his other hand, and the blast of hot air made the candle flame shift its suspended position.

"How could someone like this lead the way among other players in this world in terms of awakening and compatibility?"

"Is it because the others are too useless, or because the other members of the guild are too strong, indirectly causing an impact?"

The candlelight grew increasingly cold, and a strange power surged within it.

The hot air from the air conditioner vent was captured by a pair of unseen hands, accumulating and gradually solidifying.

"Only 6... that should be fine."

Thoughts churned in his mind, and suddenly the candlelight loosened its grip.

A wave of heat rushed towards the prison guard.

"Hiss... Is it too hot? Why is it so hot all of a sudden?"

The prison guard looked around in confusion, holding the remote control, and fiddled with the air conditioner for a while.

The candlelight on the ceiling has vanished without a trace.

At the last moment, she stopped.

"Let's assume for now that each of you seven is indispensable..."

"You deserve to die... Why can't you just hand over your memories to me obediently?"

"It makes every single one of my judgments so difficult!"

The jailer had no idea what kind of crisis he had just escaped.

After fiddling around for a while and not being able to find the reason for his sudden heat, he simply shrugged and continued to focus on the online match.

The candlelight stared at him intently for a full half hour before slowly disappearing into the night sky over Guangzhou.

Her next destination has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Under the night sky of Chengning City, Siyuanti was accompanying Nongya on a leisurely stroll.

Tonight's maintenance means no one needs to log in, giving everyone ample time to enjoy the nightlife.

Nong Ya's original plan was to find Orange Tea and have her show her around Chengning's night market, but her plans were disrupted when her bed suddenly opened up.

Therefore, she could only turn her harassment towards the idle person, the Quadruple Primordial.

(End of this chapter)