T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 311, Section 310. Was it fun? It was like being an idiot!
It's not just a parody or Easter egg; it's how the boundary between reality and virtuality defines the paradise for wanderers.

Unless they looked closely at the fries, they wouldn't have noticed the background story.

The master of candlelight actually buried a plot here?
He explained as he walked forward, fries in hand.

"This is very abrupt."

"It is intended to be satirical, with a strong satirical tone. Its essence is domination, or rather, the game designers interacting with the players."

"This is an interactive format that breaks the fourth wall, which will interrupt the immersion of the experiencer and is not suitable for serious narratives. A lighthearted atmosphere is the more common main theme."

"But he planted a story with suspense and exploration here, as if he was using 'abruptness' to arouse players' curiosity to find the details of the story and piece together the original appearance."

Jiang Heyi understood, and stroked his chin, muttering, "The overt plot is satirical slapstick, while the covert plot is the story of these homeless people?"

The jailer, with his hands behind his head, said nonchalantly, "It sounds like two people wrote two separate stories and put them together in this instance."

The candlelight in front of the projector seemed to smile as it took a sip of tea.

That's feedback worth including.

She snapped her fingers.

"Oh, what bad luck, the map has just changed."

The room that was originally located directly in front of the boundary between the virtual and the real was the warehouse they were trying to find.

Once you enter, you can retrieve the materials and equipment that were not destroyed by the magic circle.

Just as they were about to arrive, the modular underground palace happened to be rotated.

Pushing open the door to the boundary between reality and illusion, vast stretches of wasteland come into view.

The roadside weeds have grown as tall as a person due to long-term neglect.

The unnamed fruit tree, though unattended, was laden with fruit, but each one was withered and wrinkled. It was hard to say whether this was due to the variety or a particular plant disease.

I took a sniff closer and smelled it; it had a musty odor that made me want to vomit.

Amidst the overgrown weeds, they found a wooden hut in the bedding room and confirmed from the leftover booklet that this place had once been a cultivation area designated by the homeless.

To meet their survival needs, only three of the vast underground structures of the Wanderers' Palace complex are designated for human habitation; the rest are used for planting and animal husbandry.

They were so afraid that they were unwilling to interact with the world on Earth.

Within the entire nomadic community, only a few professions are granted the authority to contact outsiders and conduct business outside, but all of these require authorization from the priest.

"Rustle~~~~"

The wind rustles the leaves, creating ripples of green.

The Four Primals didn't go into the cabin to join the fun; he preferred others to summarize the plot and feed it to him.

He paced around with his arms crossed, his brows slightly furrowed.

He seemed to sense a magical fluctuation emanating from his surroundings, which vanished in an instant.

"Tea Master, please offer some guidance."

Picking the moldy oranges to study the variety, I quickly followed the instructions and asked, "What happened?"

"Weird feeling."

"nausea!"

"nausea!"

The voice that responded to her was like a child's, yelling in disgust.

Orange Tea hurriedly threw away the moldy fruit in her hand, but the other person wasn't talking about fruit at all.

The ground trembled, and this time, without the need for the four Primarchs to remind them, everyone went outside the wooden house.

In the distance, in the woods, a towering tree plowed up the surrounding fruit trees like a plowshare, giving the homeless man's orchard a long-neglected overhaul free of charge.

I got goosebumps from drinking orange tea.

Now she understands why the Unknown Revelation was shouting "disgusting."

If Flesh Hills subtly tells players where everyone in Wanderer's Paradise has gone...

Then the towering tree in front of us, with its red and white stripes, covered in fascia and displaying muscle texture, is somewhat crude.

It greedily sewed the dead from the wanderer's paradise onto the tree trunk.

According to the order of human anatomy, the items were categorized and hung up.

Starting from the tree roots are the soles of the feet, followed by the thighs that are separated from the tree, and all the way up are the stomach, liver, kidneys, and heart, all of which are present.

The tree canopy was laden with fruit, and crowds of people gathered around.

During the dinner party, Candlelight mentioned some minor details about the Proof of the Stars.

The in-game threshold balancing system can suppress feedback based on the player's current physiological and psychological values ​​to prevent reactions that exceed the threshold limit.

For players assessed as having poor psychological acceptance, certain special scenes will be presented in a special way, and their memory processing will also be blurred after logging off.

The game memories will be restored when the game is relaunched.

As for the video recording, it is naturally impossible to retrieve it.

This is a special strategy guide that can only be shared within the game.

The jailer burst into laughter.

"I've been surfing the internet for so many years, I've seen everything, I don't believe my psychological threshold can be exceeded."

He is now convinced that some things are completely different when viewed through a screen compared to being there in person.

Zhong Zemo knew that in ancient times, the victorious side would use human heads to build a mound of skulls, but that was nothing compared to what was happening before his eyes!

Even members of the Khorne Chosen guild would have to say, "You seem to be going a bit too far with Khorne."

The towering trees resemble dining plates, starkly displaying the intricately segmented structure of the human body, with even signs and price lists inserted on each level!

These organs are actually priced!
The hair is creepy.

It uses the arms of countless dead as its feet, moving like a millipede, with blood splattering freely along its path.

"Want to buy some? Want to buy some?"

The flesh-and-blood tree emitted a harsh, unpleasant sound, as grating as sawing wood.

Instead of showing hostility, he acted like a mercenary businessman.

As they spoke, their eyes, which were clearly marked with prices, all rolled around, their gazes falling on the boundary between reality and illusion.

Jiang Heyi was very grateful to the threshold balancing system, which forcibly alleviated his inner shock and fear. He might not even remember it when he woke up tomorrow morning.

This shouldn't be the work of the candle's master, right?

The kindness and gentleness that the candlelight embodies are ingrained in its very being. Only by living in a warm and gentle ideal world can the soulless puppet be willing to remember the ironclad rules and never forget the light it casts for it.

How could someone like that possibly commit such horrific acts that would make Kroner exclaim, "You're really good at this!"

"Want to buy some? Want to buy some?"

The flesh-and-blood tree is still being marketed.

"They've been picked for a long time, but they've been kept fresh to ensure they're used immediately."

"The puppeteer will like it."

The vines drooped down... Jiang Heyi glanced at it and found that he was no longer surprised that it was a section of intestine.

The flesh-and-blood tree wrapped its intestines around two eyeballs and shook them.

It's so thoughtful; it even has a product display section.

French Fries' lips twitched, and he smiled.

She gained a completely new understanding of the "humor" that Candlelight spoke of.

Dark humor is still humor.

She seemed to have guessed why the people from the amusement park had fled, and also why they had died so tragically.

"Really don't want it?"

The flesh-and-blood tree spoke with great regret, blinking its eyes repeatedly.

"Thank you, but really no." Orange Tea waved her hands repeatedly.

Candlelight observed the threshold balance system and discovered that Orange Tea actually had the highest resistance to bloodshed among the seven people.

"Wait a minute, I'm staring at it too, why don't I feel nauseous? Is my threshold that high?" Chen Shaoyu touched his face incredulously, then patted it.

The candlelight said, "I'm the one helping you with threshold management. The moment I saw it, your threshold had already exceeded the limit."

The rejected, fleshy tree turned and continued forward, swaying and staggering, its "fruits" colliding and shaking with it.

Suddenly, it abruptly turned back.

"What, does taking a liking to someone mean we have to start a fight?" The woman in the blankets cautiously picked up a dagger.

"What are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

Ah this?

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Heyi expressed his idea of ​​going to this underground palace warehouse.

"I can provide a full-time guide to help you get to your destination."

"But you need to buy something."

"..."

"..."

A silence spread, and then everyone burst into laughter, one chuckle after another.

Forced to raise!
Jiang Heyi was so angry she laughed.

People can actually laugh when they're extremely speechless.

The person in bed suddenly realized: "Isn't this just paying to unlock the auto-pathfinding function?"

She found herself completely and seamlessly able to understand the master's thought process.

"It also has a bit of a pay-to-win aspect, making the game uncomfortable if you don't spend money," Fries added. "The modular area design and the constantly shifting map structure, without map navigation, can make you sick of the game."

"Shall we buy some?" the fleshy tree urged at the opportune moment.

For some reason, Jiang Heyi could already see it as a pop-up ad urging players to make their first purchase.

Everyone looked troubled, unsure of what to buy.

In this situation, it's not appropriate to complain that the jailer likes jailers so much, so why not just buy him one... that's a bit too much.

Orange Tea refers to poking his chin and saying, "Then, how about a heart?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, their necks shrinking as they stared at the orange tea.

She explained cautiously, "Well... at least it doesn't look that scary, and it seems pretty cheap. Look at the price, the listed number only costs... wait, why is it dynamic?"

To everyone's astonishment, the "price-marked" heart changed from 10 high-purity magic crystals to 20 purple materials.
Not just the heart, but the prices of all "commodities" are changing.

Wow, this is blatant ripping off customers!
"What does this mean?" the jailer asked, bewildered. "What is this supposed to be a sarcastic remark?"

There's no time to think about it; all the numbers are rising. If I don't buy it soon, the navigation function's price will probably skyrocket!
"I bought it, I bought it!"

Jiang Heyi took out 20 purple materials and threw them at the flesh and blood tree.

The flesh and blood tree also delivered its goods, shrinking its heart to the size of a fist and placing it in Jiang Heyi's palm.

With just a touch, a guide map appeared in my mind, blurring the boundaries between the real and virtual worlds.

It was as if we had a god's-eye view, and we found the location of the warehouse.

Okay, at least spending money on in-game purchases does actually work.

Compared to some games that offer ineffective items or even zero improvement after players spend money, at least this one provides feedback.

Thinking about how he could actually stick to playing such a game for a while, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but sigh, realizing it was all a mistake he made when he was young.

Just as the fleshy tree was about to leave, French fries called out to it.

Is there anything else you'd like to buy?

If it were a person, Jiang Heyi estimated that he could see its eyes shining.

Her greedy eyes were just as striking as when she first saw Mint.

"Why kill the people here?" French Fries asked.

"This problem... will cost extra!"

Three purple materials pried open its mouth.

"I thought they liked it, but when I did it to them, they ran away in terror and screamed."

"really weird."

"really weird."

After saying this, the flesh and blood tree swayed and left, leaving behind bone wings pieced together from the skeletons of the wandering race.

The fascia covering the tree trunk can wrap around and cover the skeleton at any time, forming membranous wings for takeoff.

"Have you figured something out?" Jiang Heyi asked.

“There’s still a little information missing,” Fries said thoughtfully, “but I’m pretty sure it’s about right.”

Crossing the orchard and walking along the long corridor, the gate to another area opens towards the boundary between reality and illusion.

The sign for "Agricultural and Pastoral Area" lay on the ground, and messy footprints covered the board, showing the chaos at the time.

The disaster struck suddenly, leaving no time for anyone in the amusement park to react.

After walking only a few steps, the map that had appeared in everyone's minds began to flicker and dim.

The voice of the flesh-and-blood tree faintly emerged from the heart.

"The next features require further payment to use."

"Please pay."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"&@#！#@！！*（）！"

Jiang Heyi sighed: "Is it okay to understand that the fees aren't collected all at once, but rather you're gradually cultivating the habit of paying?"

"I feel like the other interpretations are also spot on. Anyway, we've tasted enough of the disgusting stuff, and they all fit together," Fries sighed.

The woman in bed said succinctly: "Is it fun? You're acting like an idiot!"

The candlelight on the other side of the screen was laughing heartily.

This was the first time in Chen Shaoyu's memory that the reserved candlelight had smiled so brightly.

She explained, "My creator, when playing the level where the Dominator was sent down, also said the same thing with a dark face."

"Indeed, even though we were born and raised in different environments, our emotions are still the same."

Many thanks to the great ruler who, despite playing so many terrible games, did not include any elements of terrible games in the regular gameplay of Proof of the Stars.

The only downside is that forging high-rarity weapons can fail and destroy materials, but this is probably based on actual gameplay mechanics, so there's not much to complain about.

Jiang Heyi doesn't plan to renew the subscription for now. He'll check if there's any fighting in the current area first, then leave before resuming, which will save him some money.

This meticulous planning is like stepping back into my college days, when I used all sorts of apps and played all kinds of games.

The agricultural and pastoral area is much larger than the previous two areas. The cultivated fields stretch as far as the eye can see. Although it is barren, Jiang Heyi can imagine the scene of gentle breezes and rolling wheat waves during the harvest season.

In the grazing area, the quilt was found again.

There are not only livestock that have not been killed, but also a cellar door that cannot be opened.

What do you mean by "cannot be opened"?

Jiang Heyi, who came upon hearing the news, was puzzled. He took matters into his own hands and found that the cellar door seemed to be cast into the ground, and no matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't budge.

It took a little effort.

He took a deep breath, and the money restored his connection with the flesh tree.

"Are you there?"

"Oh, you're in front of that door." The flesh-and-blood tree saw the scene through the heart. "This door can't be opened from this side. Please look for a shortcut nearby."

Jiang Heyi covered her forehead.

Damn it, isn't this the shortcut I'm taking?
Taking the long way is my shortcut?
That really got us fired up!

(End of this chapter)