T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 328, Section 327: Give Me Some Points!
After a night of in-game promotions, players who had been closely following the dynamics of the boundary between reality and virtuality were basically aware of the product promotion.

After Jiang Heyi went offline, her latest update was met with a constant stream of inquiries about whether the "lucky bag blessed by the Tea God" existed.

Jiang Heyi couldn't quite understand this way of thinking. Why would you need to buy fruit in a lucky bag?

If you ask too many questions, you'll inevitably wonder if it's just people making a fuss or if they're being genuine.

The prison guard had a wide circle of friends; after looking around, he discovered...

"Oh no, they really want it."

Orange Tea, who was on her way home, saw the news in the car.

She tilted her head, staring at her phone: "Huh?"

The guild war lottery video that made Orange Tea famous has garnered 1200 million views to date, making it a veritable cyber temple with daily incense offerings.

The pragmatic belief model of "don't worry about whether it works or not, just believe a little" means that every time you refresh the page, you can still see new prayers, occasionally interspersed with a few replies fulfilling vows.

Good luck, the most unassuming and simple attribute.

In the courtyard of the two-story house in the hometown of the Tea God, the spotless ground was once again sprinkled with water and swept by Orange Tea's parents.

Outside the wall built of bluestone bricks, a large crowd of people thronged, the air thick with the presence of strangers, while the big yellow dog in the courtyard howled incessantly.

After eating a big tug from his father's orange tea, he wagged his tail and lay down with a "woof woof" sound.

Young people and elderly people from several nearby villages who stayed in their hometowns instead of going out to work all came. They whispered among themselves and discussed the matter.

People are talking about live-streaming e-commerce.

They are both hopeful and apprehensive about whether live streaming can solve their sales problems.

Most elderly people don't understand what Proof of the Stars is. If it weren't for the younger generation explaining it to them, they would have a hard time comprehending how much influence a gamer can have.

Some people envy the parents of Orange Tea for their good fortune; their child is inexplicably successful, not only excelling in his studies but also becoming a celebrity not long after the start of the school year.

The village probably won't last much longer; it's only a matter of time before the children take the elderly couple away to enjoy their retirement.

"Give me, let me."

Orange Tea struggled through the crowd. Her usually quiet home was now surrounded by people who had come to join the fun. She squeezed forward for a while before finally managing to escape through the gaps in the crowd.

As soon as the gate opened and closed, Orange Tea entered the yard, and the big dog bared its teeth and howled.

Its head was grabbed and rubbed repeatedly, its tail like a propeller, leaving afterimages.

Seeing that the prison guard and his brother were piling up the best-quality pomelos into a spectacular little mountain, Orange Tea quickly stepped forward to help.

"Where are my parents?" she wondered.

It's not their style to not greet or help guests when they arrive.

The prison guard worked hard, explaining, "I told them to go and rest. Anyway, we're about to start the broadcast, so there's no need for the uncles and aunties to get tired."

Yuan Yuwen complained: "You're so good at dealing with people, yet you still make your family so angry."

After completing the final debugging of the software and machines, and successfully streaming the test stream, Orange Tea quickly settled into its role as a mascot.

For some reason, people have a great enthusiasm for fruits from the hometown of orange tea, as if buying them will indirectly bring them blessings.

Even before the live stream started, the official account's live stream room was already packed with people.

Tens of thousands of people watched the black screen live stream, chatting enthusiastically in the chat.

No streamer is needed; the comments section can create its own entertainment value.

Yuan Yuwen, holding the prepared script, stood behind the camera, quietly providing off-site assistance, completely giving up her position to the two main characters of the live broadcast.

At 12 o'clock sharp, the live stream started.

The black screen was replaced with a video, and at that moment, the barrage of comments from the players who had been lying in wait almost crashed the live stream.

Without saying a word, the prison guard had to get close to the screen and squint to see what the dense barrage of comments was saying.

"We've come to see the Tea Master. Who are you?"

"Tea God, my Tea God!"

"Tea Sect!"

"For more exciting and sizzling content, please add me on WeChat..."

The barrage of comments exploded, and Jiang Heyi and French Fries, who were remotely monitoring the situation, were busy with their operations—first, kill Oatmeal Bro.

The prepared script was momentarily interrupted by the overly explosive opening, and the jailer forgot his lines.

Yuan Yuwen quickly grabbed the inscription board.

Seeing the screen filled with comments, the jailer had a new idea.

They're all internet surfing experts, and this isn't a business deal with strict requirements. Forcing them to say some stiff, clichéd phrases will only make netizens feel bored.

Since it's a live stream, interaction should definitely be the top priority.

As long as you can sell out all the fruit, you've successfully sold the product.

"Tea Master, they want to hear you speak."

"what?"

The completely unexpected arrangement left the Tea Goddess at a loss. She smoothed her hair, which had become messy from being squeezed in the crowd, and kept a half-eaten pomelo in her hand.

What do you want me to say?

While the comments were still building, the prison guard took the opportunity to highlight the theme of helping farmers at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

In doing this, the only thing each person earned at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was 100 jin of fruit; they didn't receive a single extra penny.

"Is Yuzu Chef really disgusting?"

She saw many comments on the screen saying this, so she couldn't help but repeat it aloud.

Orange Tea looked at the pomelo in her hand and asked, puzzled, "Don't you like pomelos? But the pomelos here are delicious."

A series of question marks flew across the screen.

"The Yuzu chef is here! Run!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Orange Chef."

"Yes, I'm a fan of yuri (lesbian romance)."

The orange tea drinker, unable to understand the meaning, was a little flustered.

A seasoned internet veteran bullying a newbie. The jailer quickly regained control.

"Let me see... can the Tea God break a pomelo with his bare hands?" The jailer turned to look at Orange Tea. "Tea God, my commenter is asking you a question, can you..."

There were even more question marks on the screen.

"You're making up bullet comments, huh?"

"The jailer is really shameless."

"Who asked you?"

Orange Tea doesn't see these things. She found a perfect-looking, brightly colored pomelo and rubbed it between her hands.

With just a little effort, you can insert your finger into the peel, penetrate deep into the flesh, and split the pomelo in two.

A few seconds later, Jiang Heyi detected a large number of donation messages.

He couldn't help but cover his forehead.

The live stream veered off course into a bizarre talent show segment.

"Anyone who wouldn't want to eat a couple of bites after seeing my face is a god?"

To be fair, the prison guard who has been consistently working out is no longer fat.

His extensive surfing experience finally came in handy, and he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Brother, you're just eating pig's head meat plain? Can you order some fruit to enjoy with your meal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the number of orders placed in the backend suddenly surged.

The sales figures for oranges priced at 30 yuan per 10 jin (5 catties) are encouraging.

Along with Orange Tea, who was also climbing the mountain, she subconsciously handed the peeled, ready-to-eat pomelo to the prison guard who was "arguing" with the comments section.

After the barrage of question marks was flooded with comments, Yuzu's order data surged.

The initial 23000 jin of fruit was completely sold out in just over ten minutes.

The jailer was sweating in front of the camera because the comments were all saying why he couldn't place an order.

For first-time live-streaming sellers, the boundaries between the virtual and real worlds are blurred, and everyone lacks a basic understanding of monetization capabilities.

Jiang Heyi had been thinking of ordering less stock to create the illusion of scarcity, but now it seems there was no need for that at all.

After being restocked, pomelo sales skyrocketed. Poor oranges, because the jailer and orange tea duo barely mentioned them, were only bought by some players as a bonus when they were adding other items to their orders.

Suddenly, the live stream chat started flooded with comments completely unrelated to the live stream.

"Will the boundary between virtual and real be participating in this competition?"

"The new World Championship is here!"

The jailer immediately realized that Candlelight had updated the information related to the competition.

"When chaos descends, who will be number one in the world?"

The official announcement title instantly piqued the curiosity and enthusiasm of the players.

After browsing the details, the StarCraft players were even more excited.

The Chaos Tower World, a brand new region, can be seen as the location for the first limited-time event of the Proof of the Stars, or as a variant of the delayed World Championship.

It features a built-in leaderboard that everyone can view in real time.

The competition is held across the entire server, and the player with the highest score wins.

Those who rank highly not only receive generous game rewards, but also have the opportunity to share in the profits, making them winners in life.

After learning more about the Chaos Tower World Competition, the title seems even more weighty.

It seems like the official team deliberately brought that topic that players have been discussing countless times to the forefront—who is the strongest guild in Stars of Proof, representing the highest level in this game?

After the Temple of the Clarity was breached by the boundary between the real and the virtual, there was no dispute about the answer.

The conclusion of the Clarity Temple's conquest also means the end of the challenge to the boundary between reality and illusion, leaving countless guilds eager to take its place feeling frustrated.

Now, opportunities are presented to everyone.

In the world of Chaos Tower, let's compete to see who prevails.

Any guild that feels the boundary between virtual and real is not worthy of T0 status can launch an attack against them over a period of up to three months.

"Hey jailer, are you feeling pressured?"

The jailer laughed.

“Pressure, us?” He shrugged. “Aren’t you underestimating the boundary between reality and illusion?”

Orange Tea specifically walked in front of the camera to emphasize: "We are definitely number one, definitely!"

If the same words were spoken by the prison guard, there would definitely be many people in the live chat eager to have a lively discussion with him.

But if it's the Tea Master...

"The Tea Master is right. The boundary between the virtual and the real is the first, it is T0."

"Anyone who dares to defy the Tea God will have their dog's head smashed!"

"Tea Sect!"

I feel like I've figured out a little trick to making orange tea.

She stared intently at the screen and said softly, "Every piece of fruit you buy enriches the New Year's Eve dinner table for farmers in rural towns and villages, and is also the greatest encouragement to the boundary between the virtual and the real."

The jailer chimed in at just the right moment.

"Let me add that this is essentially another form of the World Championship."

"Don't people want to see the boundary between reality and virtuality represent the Chinese server standing at the top of the rankings?"

"Give us some, give us some, give us some! Every penny you spend on buying fruit will become our motivation to reach the top."

"Give us some, give us some! We'll work hard to write more and better free guides!"

Jiang Heyi, far away in Guangzhou, watched helplessly as the backend data exploded.

The inventory balance I just entered was instantly cleared to zero.

What beautiful numbers.

(End of this chapter)