T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 423, Question 422: Do you even know how to play?
He's truly a master.

The man who slowly emerged from the shadows looked exactly like Jiang Heyi in the game.

His level is 35, while Jiang Heyi's is only 33.

The clone's mouth stretched from ear to ear.

The bizarre expressions that ordinary humans would never make sent chills down the spines of countless players.

The fries looked surprised; it wasn't that they hadn't fought the monsters that mimicked the players.

But the potato clone in front of me also copied its equipment.

Zhong Zemo clutched his head: "Domestic violence! This is really domestic violence! The Magic Mirror can copy player data, so Potato's operation template must have been copied too."

"With the boost of 'walking with the wind,' French fries must have an explosive increase in their ability to withstand stress!"

In a clash between top players, even the slightest change can tip the scales of victory.

Wearing the Tidecaller's Robe and wielding the Angry Lion in his hand, how should the French Fries respond...?

"what?"

"what?"

The doubts about the boundary between reality and illusion and the confusion of the spectators emerged almost simultaneously.

Many spectators observed the scene repeatedly and were convinced that the weapon in the clone's hand was not the Furious Lion, but rather...

Elemental Heart Dagger!

Why is that? The potatoes and fries' weapons should have been changed long ago.

French Fries' eyebrows relaxed, and his pretty face was full of smiles.

As a player, Jiang Heyi has a peculiar habit: he only switches to his main weapon after entering combat.

This effectively avoids durability loss caused by special monsters, thereby reducing the team's maintenance expenses.

These are minor issues left over from the early, exploratory phase of the game.

In other words, armor is closely related to one's life, so it cannot be cut randomly. Otherwise, he, being frugal and thrifty, might even develop a habit of cutting armor.

This little-known maneuver prevents the clone from obtaining the powerful Furious Lion, which is secondary.

Without the angry lion, there would be no graceful strides!

One is burdened by sanctions, the other loses its powerful, accelerating blessing.

It has reached a dynamic equilibrium.

Element and Mad Wolf's blades clashed, and the two simultaneously pushed their elbows forward, putting all the strength of their upper bodies into their elbows.

"Whoosh~~"

A series of sparks flew, illuminating their狰狞 faces.

The clone was familiar with French Fries' fighting style and knew the immense threat of the Space Slash. It quickly moved into melee combat and sealed off the ability to use the skill.

Magic gathered above the clone's head, and a sharp scythe was gripped tightly by an invisible hand, drawing a circle.

Magic Shaping is one of the most versatile skills in the game for magic warriors.

The sharp blade that harvests death fell sharply, and the stalemate turned into a death knell for the French fries.

Jiang Heyi sighed, "Do you even have a brain when you copy homework? You can't fight like that with magic warriors!"

The sickle was covered in noise, as if a bucket of water had been poured on a blackboard drawing, blurring and blurring it.

The Death Hunter's avatar, the [Suppressing Demon Body], has a powerful EMP effect, preventing the Demon Warrior's shaping magic from getting close.

"How can you just copy homework in such a formulaic way and release magic while under the influence of the Demon Suppression Body?"

Jiang Heyi, a well-known player in the Magic Warriors industry, was extremely anxious when he saw another "himself" playing terribly.

Disqualify the Magic Mirror Warrior from being a professional gamer!
"Pass it on: Potatoes and French fries seem to be at odds; Tower World Strategy: Strategist who has defected to the enemy."

"Pass it down: Potato and French Fries have many conflicts and are not in a romantic relationship as the outside world has claimed."

"Pass it down: Potato instructed outsiders to beat up guild members."

"Pass it down: the internal conflicts within the team at the boundary between reality and illusion are irreconcilable, and palace intrigue is being staged openly."

"Pass it down: Potatoes will replace French fries, and a new boundary between the real and the virtual will be established."

The captivating moments of the virtual live streaming room.

The clone finally realized its awkward situation.

Stay away from fries; her fighting style will be a formulaic high-level Bloodlust Frenzy → Desperate Stand → Mad Wolf Phantom → Spatial Slash.

An unreasonable four-hit combo, even if released blindfolded, can create a huge threat.

It doesn't require much skill; just rub it until it's half-crippled, then rub it again until it's completely destroyed.

However, if you want to stop the French fries' terrifying four-hit combo, you can only fight in close combat.

Doing so has led to another predicament.

If the distance is too close, all the unique characteristics of the magic warrior's professions will be interfered with by the transformation into the Demon Suppression Body.

The sensible approach is to maintain distance and use magic to continuously inflict secondary damage.

But then again, how can secondary damage compare to the killing efficiency of French fries' four-hit combo?

AI computing power is starting to fester. It has no other choice but to rely on sheer brute force to achieve its desired win rate.

French fries sneered.

Guess what blessing my weapon has?

The clone was horrified, but it was too late to defend itself.

The phantom of the mad wolf appeared behind the clone, opened its blood-red maw, and snapped it into his neck.

After a long struggle, the blood and qi gathered together, and with this bite, fresh blood truly gushed out like a fountain, splashing all over the fries.

The clone, feeling the pain, pulled back its strength, and the pressure on the French fries decreased sharply. She calmly withdrew, half-squatting, and slashed horizontally with the blade, drawing a beautiful arc in front of her.

Wherever the arc of light reached, blood spread.

The clone's head, waist, and abdomen show visible blood vessels.

French Fries calmly wiped the bloodstains from his face, then kicked over the clone who was clutching his neck to stop the bleeding and refused to fall.

The sweeping offensive ended with two simple basic attacks, a relaxed and effortless conclusion.

Magic Mirror: "ヽ(°〇°)"

"Amazing, amazing."

"Cyber ​​Potatoes, Plain Fries, a special way to beat the game."

Magic Mirror: "Σ(°△°|||)︴"

"Although I'm very reluctant, congratulations! You have successfully completed all the challenges of the 7th floor of the Chaos Tower world at the boundary between the virtual and the real, and have officially cleared the level!"

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"I actually beat the game?"

"You can pass the level by answering 10 questions correctly, or you can pass the level by answering them incorrectly but defeating enough enemies."

"So there were two conditions for clearing the level. No wonder Yuru didn't explain it at first."

"Being able to guess is one thing, but daring to put it into practice and explore is another. The potato grower is really bold."

Praise poured in.

This will provide players with a reference when they encounter similar floor trials in the future.

Magic Mirror: "(╯°□°）╯︵┻━┻"

"You two, stop laughing."

"Don't be too smug. The Chaos Tower world is ever-changing, and we will meet again."

"As long as Sister Xilu doesn't restrict me, hmph~~~"

Even his harsh words sound like something a child would say.

Just as I was about to say something harsh, the Magic Mirror's expression suddenly changed.

"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

"No, no, no, it hurts, it hurts... Waaaaah, Sister Yulu~~~"

The magic mirror was pressed directly to the ground by two hands that fell from the sky and melted away.

The owner of the slender hand, Xi Lu, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"I've made a fool of myself in front of everyone."

"Congratulations on clearing level 7! Now we'll tally your scores..."

"The total score for the combined difficulty coefficient and the final score for the virtual-real boundary is 3200."

"The existing integral at the virtual-real boundary is 3250."

I'm just a little short of unlocking the shop upgrade option with 5000 points. "Great, great! High-difficulty terms correspond to high scores."

“Our guild needs to patiently conquer one or two floors in a game, while they can finish it in half a game.”

"This is incredibly fast."

"How can I not be a part of the boundary between the virtual and the real? If I were a member, would I still be in this pathetic state?"

Watching Jiang Heyi chatting and laughing with French fries, while Zhong Zemo was making a ruckus in his bed, his loneliness and envy reached their peak.

Rumors of internal disposal have been circulating for a long time, but have never been confirmed.

After all, it's been a long time since we've had an open-world experience at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

Now looking at it this way...

"Waaaah, don't do this! I was still fantasizing about taking advantage of Mo Yu Ge's absence while Du Jingwen was away, but now even the hope of a chance encounter is gone."

"Sigh, why couldn't Du Jingwen hold back the divorce agreement and delay Mo Yu's entry into the transfer window? We didn't even have a chance to fight for him."

"I used to love being in bed so much...sigh."

Nong Ya curiously examined the chat window.

Sure enough, squid is a major target of fantasy.

Having been tested by Du Jingwen, he is still a high-quality and successful person. His two most outstanding labels prevented him from even reaching the stage of entering the transfer market, as he was intercepted halfway by a proactive player.

Fantasies about everyone exist, and the four original entities have unintentionally gained a small fan base that is cheering them on.

This round of the game was nearing its end. After exiting the boundary between the real and virtual worlds, I completed the walkthroughs for levels 5, 6, and 7 in one go.

Aside from speedrunning level 5 with the lowest difficulty, I got enough points for levels 6 and 7.

This round of the game was a great success.

With the boundary between the virtual and real worlds removed, players are still eager for more.

In terms of program effects and visual impact, they are all in a league of their own.

Even with the hasty opening of WorldBubble today, tens of thousands of players have still flocked to it.

The announcement will be released tomorrow to generate buzz; it's hard to imagine how many people will come to participate.

Back to reality, let's welcome a new day.

The prison guard, who used to sleep in late, got up very early.

Jiang Heyi and Moyu, who were busy in the kitchen early in the morning, looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Holy crap, is the clock inaccurate or is my phone time wrong?" Jiang Heyi wondered, "How can I see you at 7 o'clock?"

The jailer yawned and asked, "Where is the Tea Master?"

The squid slapped the dough, making a loud slapping sound.

"Going for a morning run? You've been here for a while now, and you didn't even know about the Tea Master's habit?"

The jailer scratched his cheek awkwardly.

He always relied on his nose for navigation, and only slowly woke up when he smelled a fragrance.

When we found the Tea Goddess, she had just finished strolling around the residential area and was sweating profusely.

The jailer tightened his thick clothes, looking like an emperor penguin compared to the tea master in his sweatshirt.

"It's so cold, why are you still wearing slippers?" Orange Tea teased. "If you like prison guards so much, can't you be a little kinder to your feet?"

"I'm used to it, I'm used to it. Here, we can wear sandals no matter how cold it is."

Just as Orange Tea was about to leave again, he stopped him.

"Hmm... I have a question that I was really curious about while working on the strategy last night."

Orange Tea tilts its head.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

After a moment of hesitation, Orange Tea suppressed the upward curve of her lips by making a drinking motion.

"What's intentional?"

"Of course, he deliberately gave the wrong answer," the jailer asked. "Why would he do that?"

Orange Tea thought for a moment and said, "We're friends. Outsiders always keep saying you're not capable, so let's give you a stage to prove yourself."

Exceptionally frank.

The jailer said somewhat embarrassedly, "Thank you."

Orange Tea smiled brightly: "Why thank me? It's easy to answer wrong, but defeating those monsters, isn't that your own skill?"

“My parents didn’t have much schooling, but they said this to me when they were teaching me.”

"Only capable people can see opportunities."

"The more capable people are able to seize the opportunity."

"The most capable people can create opportunities."

"They are incompetent, so they hope I can go out and become a capable person so that I can see opportunities."

"Only in this way can we change our destiny."

Orange Tea exhaled a puff of white breath and rubbed her hands, which had become a little cold from stopping her exercise.

“Brother jailer, in my parents’ opinion, you’re one of the more capable people. You can see and you can seize opportunities.”

"You're already very good. As long as you get serious, you won't be too far behind the best."

"I believe your family also hopes this of you."

After saying that, she stood still and said, "I'm not going to say anything more. It's getting cold, I need to get moving."

"Hmm... shall I run with you for a while?"

Orange Tea stood still, scrutinizing the "Emperor Penguin" before it.

The prison guard immediately took off his thick down jacket.

After a period of exercise, he has lost weight, but the only problem is probably that he is still weak.

Part of the reason is that he is a craftsman.

The other part is the irregular work and rest schedule that I used to have.

Another issue is a body that's become almost rusty from lack of exercise.

Rebooting your body takes time and consistent effort.

"Then you'll have to adjust your pace. I learned it from French fries. Don't go too fast at first... Never mind, I'll take you for a lap, and you can keep up with my speed."

"The fries started at this pace, training the potato, and after so long, the potato's stamina... in your words, is getting really good."

The jailer was eager to show off, running while speaking fluently like a tea master.

But my physical condition doesn't allow it.

"You mean, the jailer ran a lap at your pace, and then he ended up like this?"

The jailer slumped in a chair in the living room, his head slightly raised, staring at the living room chandelier, his soul seemingly lost in thought.

His skin was bright red, as if he had just come out of a sauna.

"Ugh, so weak," the blanket couldn't help but complain.

Orange Tea wiped her sweat and smiled, "It's already impressive that you could persevere the whole time. Take it slow."

Jiang Heyi placed the bowl of beef noodles in front of him.

He asked in a low voice, "What were you thinking today, pushing yourself to the limit?"

"Heart, on a whim."

Wow~~~~

Jiang Heyi smiled meaningfully, glanced at the fries, and silently shut his mouth.

"Canned food is asking you if you want to find an explanation."

Zhong Zemo took two sausages from the sausage grill and gave them to the two people who were gazing at each other affectionately, while he himself rested his hands on the back of the chair behind them.

Since it's a virtual live streaming room, it's only natural to have "virtual" streamers.

Commentary with game knowledge can help casual players who are not familiar with combat to better understand the battle situation.

This system was first popularized by overseas players and is now quite mature.

Large guilds all have their own official commentators, which is more of a gimmick.

Jiang Heyi did not answer immediately; he decided to wait and see the community's reaction before making a decision.

He was also particularly interested in the community's reaction to last night's strategy.

It feels like everything has gone back to the qualifiers.

(End of this chapter)