T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 454, page 453: Horse riding a horse, how beautiful!

Shortly after he went offline, a new batch of debaters appeared in the prison guard's group chat.

They each explained their battle strategies with unprecedented passion.

The jailer suddenly felt as if he had been given a yellow robe, and that his seat was filled with loyal ministers who advocated for war.

It seemed that as long as Jianna was present, Peria's clay chickens and earthenware dogs would soon be reduced to ashes.

The thrill of turning theoretical concepts into reality and the exhilaration of wielding power is irresistible.

The parts that have already been won are fine; players are just discussing whether there's room for improvement.

Thirteen players were killed; the casualties could have been much lower.

For the part that hadn't been played yet, Jiang Heyi opened the community and browsed the website videos, where there were countless quack strategists offering them advice.

Each one spoke with great enthusiasm, sharing all their knowledge and promoting their invincible strategies.

They initially thought it was just a domestic phenomenon, but Nongya told them that the discussions were even more intense on overseas websites.

She was so thirsty from giving commentary last night that she woke up with a headache. As soon as she opened the community, her private messages exploded.

They were all international friends who wanted her to convey their "insightful insights".

That was hasty; it applies to both domestic and international players.

The battles between the Peria people and the Peria people have become a hot topic in the community.

If you play StarCraft, you can't avoid it.

The unprecedented level of discussion spawned a large number of trending posts and a massive amount of video clips early in the morning.

Jiang Heyi knew the event was unprecedented just by looking at the search bar's intelligent suggestions.

"We, the players of Proof of the Stars, also have our own mothers."

Normally, a search would yield a lot of information about plants.

Now, typing "mint" will bring up detailed personal profiles and highlights from last night's performance.

Who wouldn't love a potion master who can conjure up useful items to save you from dire straits when you're completely out of resources?

Aside from her skin color resembling albinism, Mint is actually quite pretty.

Although I agree that the boundary between reality and illusion is not as good as Renee's...

Of course, the most important thing is that as long as you call her "Mom," she will truly treat you with all her heart.

Zhong Zemo believes this reflects the fact that everyone is lacking love in today's fast-paced society.

A teacher is a teacher; their insights are often quite sharp.

The story surrounding Mint begins with the low-quality potion vendor at the start of the game.

Later, the lucky pendant controversy and the blackened metasequoia trigger.

It is always associated with negativity.

Finally, last night, she went viral with just a simple "Mom".

What would this doomsday sage of Anna think if he knew?

In the top 4 groups, everyone engages in intensive self-searching.

Captain Jegan: "Awesome! I knew there would be a slice. Look at me, I single-handedly withstood the firepower of 6 Silent Mage groups. Even the Fries and Potatoes combo had a headache against this opponent, but I took it."

"The video comments are all saying that it lives up to its ID."

"These people understand me so well. I chose this ID just for this moment!"

Jiangdong Iron Wall: "Am I angry?"

Thirty-year-old who became a Grand Mage: "Why are you angry? Didn't you also have a highlight? You charged back against the monsters, and even killed 3 while surrounded. I've seen so many videos praising how cool you are."

"They said they would give positive reviews to the source of my name."

"Then I'm angry too!"

A petty male ghost from the universe: "I was dreaming, and subconsciously I called out 'Mom,' and here I am, everyone photoshopping my face!"

Crimson Music Box: "You were the most talked-about player last night. You've become the representative of our 'Proof of Stars' mama's boy players. Go start your live stream now!"

After painstakingly defeating Oleksandr, the most discussed keyword among the Orange Sky strategy guides was surprisingly the male ghost.

The official account's posts all ask the male ghost to go outside and walk around, wanting to know whether he was really asleep or not.

The male ghost sighed helplessly, "I really did fall asleep inside... I still remember my dream within a dream."

Perhaps it was too realistic, the high-intensity battles meant that even with the suppression mode in effect, the stimulation continued into the dream within a dream.

Calling for "Mom" is a subconscious act of seeking some sense of security.

It doesn't matter anymore. After last night, he's become a meme.

As a representative of recklessness, Khorne's references have actually been relatively few.

The entire team assembled, bloodthirsty and frenzied, and charged forward.

If one wave doesn't kill them, try a second wave.

The Tower World levels that don't require much brainpower generally follow this same process.

I've been using this process since the World Championship qualifiers, and it's been consistently effective and consistent.

It's good, it's easy to build a fanbase, but it lacks more opportunities to break out of its niche.

The scene of chopping down the fleshy warthog was the best in recent footage, but there was no follow-up.

After last night, the entire guild experienced a new wave of fan frenzy.

It increased by a full 30.

Arranged by Jiang Heyi to directly attack the army formation, it would be difficult for players not to notice the scene of them cutting through the steel torrent with their bare hands.

One against ten, fighting against the Crucible Guard, perfectly embodies the visual impact that will go viral.

The feeling of "ready to eat right out of the can," and the blurring of the lines between reality and illusion, always seem to bring good things.

The fact that the top four companies have benefited from this, and that it has generated tremendous discussion both within and outside the industry, is proof of this.

He seems to have a kind of magic that allows those who appear on camera with him to naturally produce highlights and show effects.

It would be even better if Nurgle soup wasn't the biggest beneficiary.

"Boss, boss, they're under my head, P's rotten, filthy body, oh my god, so fucking cool!"

Judging from this guy's comments, the Khorneans are itching to throw him in the snow.

He cosplayed as a Second Empire canned food character at an offline event.

While everyone else is maintaining their persona, take the initiative to go out and say things like, "This Nurgle image perfectly matches my characteristics."

I really want to open a subspace portal with one punch and send him through it.

Ironically, this chaotic approach is quite popular on the internet these days.

"Strange, why isn't anyone from the Star Gazing Sect coming forward to claim their moment in the spotlight?"

A careless remark brought the lively chat in the group to a brief standstill.

"Oh right, where are the people from the Star Gazing Sect?"

As the most successful cosplayer last night, Li Furan successfully made the players of Qunxing remember a fictional sect called the Star Gazing Sect.

It is completely out of place with the battlefield style, creating a strong sense of contrast and making it memorable.

Therefore, after the event ended, many players called on the members of the Star Gazing Sect to come out and visit.

However, to this day, the whereabouts of these players who have been the subject of much discussion remain unknown.

They seem to be completely oblivious to the internet, utterly unaware that they've become part of a trending topic.

In the information age, no matter how isolated you are from the outside world, as long as you still go online regularly, intelligent push notifications will bombard you with the content you want based on your habits.

It doesn't make sense for it to disappear so completely, does it?
Are they playing the role of ancient people or fantasy heroes who don't use the internet?
Recreating it to this level is simply too advanced.

Jiang Heyi also noticed the topic of "searching for the Star Gazing Sect" in the trending topics.

Some quick-thinking authors have already capitalized on the trend by writing novels featuring the Star Gazing Sect as the main characters.

The main character is the eccentric Wei Shen.

He unexpectedly appealed to netizens.

Fan art depicting Wei Shen holding an umbrella and collecting the souls of his fellow disciples from the Star Gazing Sect has also appeared.

Wu Sitong, who saved the elemental mage, also gained a group of followers.

Bards are not a mainstream support class in the Chinese server.

It requires plucking the harp as a prelude, and it's difficult to cancel, which is far too tedious in a battlefield where every second counts.

Players on foreign servers seem to really like bards.

"My God, this profession is exactly what I am."

After saying that, many players choose bard as their second profession and go into the game to carry a harp and pick up girls... It's rare to find a player who can save the team, so bards highly praise them.

Finally, a player who relies purely on skill! If we can find one and let him demonstrate his abilities, the reputation of bard players will definitely skyrocket!

Jiang Heyi wasn't worried that as things continued to develop, players would realize that the people of the Star Gazing Sect came from another world.

The fact that Candlelight and Windweaver dare to play this game means that there is some kind of safety net to prevent them from being exposed.

At this very moment, in the distant land of the Three Domes.

In a large city far from the foot of the Guanxing Sect, Li Furan was shopping for daily necessities with his fellow disciples.

Even for those who cultivate themselves, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea are indispensable.

They are far from achieving the level of asceticism that people talk about, where one can abstain from food and drink and live a life of seclusion.

He was also curious about who had invented such a bizarre method of cultivation.

It seems that as long as one is pure of heart and desires and cuts off worldly thoughts, one can become an immortal in an instant.

If it were that simple, why would those powerful figures in the Three Realms Lands fight endlessly over immortal techniques?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

As the nominal leader, he could have delegated tasks to his subordinates.

However, Li Furan, who still considers himself the senior brother, has become accustomed to taking care of his junior brother in daily life and cannot change this habit in a short time.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?"

Seeing Wu Sitong staring blankly at the plaque of Qushui Tower not far away, he stopped as well.

"Senior brother, I've heard that Qushui Tower has all kinds of delicacies from land and sea?"

Li Furan caught a glimpse of the longing in her eyes, and looking around at everyone, they couldn't help but swallow hard.

Since the passing of all the elders in the sect, the sect's income has been stretched thin.

If it weren't for selling some valuable items, it would have been difficult to even make ends meet.

As the sect leader, he should have refused outright and explained the difficulties of running a sect.

But looking into everyone's eyes, Li Furan went back to being the senior brother.

"Let's go."

Wu Sitong obediently lowered her head and said, "Oh."

After saying that, he continued walking forward without looking back.

Seeing the group deviating from the designated route, Li Furan laughed and asked, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to eat?"

After a moment's hesitation, everyone immediately beamed with joy.

"Last night's game was aided by a master; let's celebrate while the excitement lasts."

With that in mind, Li Furan chose a private room and waved his hand, letting everyone order as much food as they wanted.

Seeing Li Furan's boldness, the waiter immediately became eloquent and rattled off the names of dozens of dishes in one breath.

"Besides these, as long as you can name them and describe how they're cooked, our kitchen can guarantee your satisfaction."

Wu Sitong couldn't help but blink.

"real or fake?"

"Sir, don't be so skeptical. Do you see the jade plaque hanging in front of our Qushui Tower?"

"I saw it."

The waiter, as proud as if the restaurant belonged to him, said with his head held high, "Since you can point out that we haven't done it to your liking, please take off the jade pendant."

Restaurants that dare to make such pronouncements must either have powerful backing and be unafraid of trouble.

Either the kitchen staff is so strong that no one dares to touch it.

Li Furan believed that Qushuilou possessed both.

"In that case... I want to eat a fried chicken burger."

Li Furan was taken aback.

The waiter was also slightly taken aback.

"The fried chicken is fine, but the hamburger..."

"Please wait a moment, sir."

Wei Shen suddenly got up, saying he needed to use the restroom, and followed him out.

A short while later, the waiter returned and gestured for a distinguished-looking young man in fine clothes to come forward.

"Gentlemen, please forgive me if my service at Qushui Tower was inadequate."

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Sitong.

"What would you like to order, sir?"

"Fried chicken burger, with a bubbly Coke, and ice."

Tang Tou frowned deeply, and the character "山" (mountain) appeared on his forehead.

"I can understand fried chicken... But sir, could you explain the latter two?"

He looked at Wu Sitong and couldn't help but tilt his head.

As a seasoned and experienced supervisor, he was quite adept at reading people's expressions and demeanor.

He could tell that the person in front of him didn't seem to be there to cause trouble.

A sense of curiosity suddenly arose in my heart.

Wu Sitong was speechless.

Last night, in the heat of battle, someone brought up the topic of food.

The elemental mages chatted amongst themselves, and the topic of stress-relief packages came up.

In their words, it's called the "Fatty's Happy Three-Piece Set"?
"Once we finish this battle and return to Green Embroidery City, we'll have Cuttlefish cook for us."

"Pah, pah, pah! We're at war, don't say things like that, it's too unlucky."

Out of curiosity, Wu Sitong asked a few questions and found that many people said that eating this meal after being extremely tired would make them feel very happy.

As a highly skilled individual who rescued her from the brink of death, the original body also said that after working overtime, eating this meal in a wicked manner would make him feel physically and mentally happy.

Although I don't quite understand what overtime work is, but...

Everyone said it was delicious, and she wanted to try it too.

With the expectation that Qushuilou would be famous, she ordered without hesitation as soon as she entered.

Wu Sitong repeated the words the experts used to describe the food, but they were still confused and increasingly disappointed.

"Really not?" Wu Sitong asked, sounding a little aggrieved.

The head of the hall also felt wronged.

I understand. They really didn't come here to cause trouble, but if word gets out that Qushuilou can't meet their demands, wouldn't that ruin their reputation?
Li Furan couldn't help but rub his chin. A thought flashed through his mind and made his eyes light up.

"It's alright, it's not your fault. Just bring us some of your signature dishes to satisfy our cravings."

The head waiter felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly called to the kitchen staff.

Just as Li Furan was about to comfort Wu Sitong, who hadn't been able to get her fried chicken burger, he glanced at the empty seat next to him.

"Has Wei Shen fallen into a pit after being gone for so long?"

Confused, he gestured for everyone to sit down and went to the main hall to ask.

"What was he doing at the stable?"

With even greater confusion, Li Furan quickened his pace.

As a grand restaurant, Qushuilou offers excellent service and has prepared a number of horses for guests to ride in the backyard.

From afar, Li Furan spotted Wei Shen, who was squatting outside the stable, rubbing his chin, his eyes shining, as if he had entered an unknown realm of knowledge and was unable to extricate himself.

Upon closer inspection, Li Furan slapped his forehead.

"Wei Shen, what are you doing!"

"Ah, senior brother..." Wei Shen hopped up like a rabbit, feeling guilty but also a little excited, and muttered, "The expert mentioned it last night, so I came to see."

"Master, what did the master say?"

“Horses riding horses, it’s a beautiful sight,” Wei Shen said. “The eyes of a master are indeed extraordinary. If we step outside our conventional thinking, this… truly has something to appreciate.”

"..."

"Why don't you leave the Star Gazing Sect?"

Li Furan was speechless and choked with emotion.

(End of this chapter)