T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 508, Section 507: Killed them all?

The search for command at the boundary between reality and illusion not long ago has not been enough to stop some people from speculating.

However, both they and Saint Helena insisted that they knew nothing, so speculation remains just speculation.

As the incident escalated, the ID of "Snow Water Fried Noodles" was exposed to the public.

Chinese players searched through various player circles known for their command skills, but no one had ever heard of him.

In the end, one can only sigh and say, "True masters are often found among ordinary people."

The cyber war is raging, and on the Chinese server side, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds has been firmly established.

In the Three Domes Land, the burnt-out Fuxian Gate is firmly welded to the 21st floor.

The best guilds in the Three Realms that followed only reached level 20.

The boundary between the virtual and real worlds has now reached the 25th floor through customizing floors and squandering points.

Under this relentless "waste," all four top players in the Chinese server, except for Khorne, have guild shop level 6.

Khorne is a complete idiot. Despite having a surplus of points, he refreshed the shop for two consecutive days but couldn't find the shop to upgrade.

The seven people accused each other of being the culprits, taking turns refreshing the page, but the eldest brother laughed at the second brother.

Millions of players in the live stream witnessed the incident, with one player refreshing the screen 12 times without receiving any high-level items.

It felt like I pulled from a gacha pool with no guaranteed rewards, and all my resources were wasted.

Just by looking at Khorne's predicament, Jiang Heyi could imagine how high their blood pressure must be, especially since the neighboring Fuxian Sect was desperately trying to get one more challenge qualification but couldn't seem to get it.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Heyi immediately congratulated Xue Shui Chao Mian after he woke up.

"It's nothing, just playing house with the kids."

"The biggest challenges were actually just communication breakdowns, command failures, and low morale. That's easy."

"Of course, I am also one of the problems. I don't know much about most of the game's content and need to familiarize myself with it on-site."

"How to transform effective experience into readily available combat power and knowledge in a simple and direct way is also a challenge, after all, there are significant differences between reality and games."

"If we are more familiar with the item information of the guild stronghold, it should be easier to win."

"Speaking of which, it's quite interesting to actively learn these new things and interact with you all."

Jiang Heyi only wanted to offer a casual congratulation, but the message from Xue Shui Fried Noodles made him sit up straight in front of the screen.

These words seem to possess a magical power to correct posture.

As an amateur writer, French Fries is more sensitive to words than Jiang Heyi.

She said, "It felt like I was trying to make the conversation read more easily, and I deliberately used an unfamiliar tone to write the reply. It looked... a little strange."

"Is he nervous because he's afraid we'll say his results weren't perfect?"

At this very moment, in a study, an enamel mug is grumbling.

"Your tone sounds awkward, too formal and stiff."

"It starts by saying it's like playing house with kids, tsk tsk, but then it ends by saying it's fun to interact with them. It's trying to be aloof while also trying to be friendly. It's all a mess."

"It's so irritating to read."

Snow Water Fried Noodles raised an eyebrow: "Do you want me to pay you a salary and let you live here? From now on, I'll write a reply, and you can revise it accordingly?"

"See, here we go again, here we go again, bad temper. Fine, I'll shut up."

……

……

At dawn, after adjusting his schedule, I rejoined the game with snow water fried noodles.

With the previous night's results, there was no longer any doubt about the new commander in Saint Helena.

After experiencing the taste of victory, the players felt refreshed and invigorated.

Black Sword Guards specifically created accounts on domestic chat platforms, allowing the squad leader to log in in advance.

Therefore, many core players of Saint Helena already knew their responsibilities for the night before the game went live.

“They might be more serious tonight,” the Black Sword Guard emphasized.

"They'll lose even faster tonight."

Xue Shui Chao Mian's words exuded strong confidence, and his arrogant demeanor was truly inspiring.

The Black Sword Guardian, unsuspecting, turned and entered the Tower World to fight, leaving Snow Water Fried Noodles to take over the entire guild.

The previous night's clash made the allied forces realize how troublesome the snow water fried noodles were. This invasion came very suddenly, almost at the same time as the guild barrier was activated.

The 6000 intrusion slots were filled instantly, and the open space in the first-level storm trench area was bustling with people.

Having learned from the previous night's lesson, the Allied forces commanding Tomorrow's Round Table dared not be careless and immediately unleashed their ultimate move.

"Elemental mage, use progressive bombardment, bombard both sides of the trench."

"Support shield guards, positioned in the front, with all personnel following, advance into the first-level core area."

Tomorrow's Roundtable has helped us understand how to make snow water fried noodles.

Once the allied forces' prepared formation is disrupted by cuts and close-quarters combat, the elemental mages' advantage will be negated.

Unless he wanted to extend long-range fire support over friendly forces, he would be ridiculed by countless players in video clips the next day.

Since we outnumber the enemy, we should try to minimize their space to maneuver.

He treated the former main damage-dealing elemental mage as a mine-clearing agent, bombarding every inch of land outside his own activity area equally.

Amidst the deafening explosions, the Shield Guards advanced in silence.

In the torrential rain, they moved like mountains, the rain blurring their outlines, only their heavy shadows could be vaguely seen breaking through layer after layer of water curtain.

The messenger who was the first to enter the first trench area was somewhat dumbfounded.

"There is no trace of any Saint Helena players!"

The Round Table frowned.

Yesterday, Xue Shui Fried Noodles successfully turned the confrontation into a chaotic and disorganized battle by using shield guards to hold the trenches and delay the pace of the attack.

This effective method has not yet been cracked by them, so are they just going to abandon it?

As gamers, isn't the common mindset to keep using something just because it's useful?
Tomorrow's Round Table, disregarding all else, waved its hand dismissively.

"Keep pushing forward, keep pushing forward!"

Yesterday's snow water fried noodles were a deliberate deception to lure him into running headlong into the real main force, a memory still vivid.

For an entire day, people were discussing the risky maneuver of deploying only 30 berserkers in the core area for the Snow Water Fried Noodles.

30 people!
Still 30 Berserkers!
After logging off, Tomorrow's Roundtable, who was watching the recording, almost smashed the screen.

The elemental mages at the front lines, those self-proclaimed experienced information-gathering players, clearly told him that at least a hundred Saint Helena elites were amassed in the core area.

The elemental mage's attack was like crashing into a high wall, leaving him bleeding profusely, before he "inevitably" retreated.

They were so confident and resolute in their reports.

When analyzing the situation on the field, Tomorrow's Roundtable sensed something was off...

Why are there people all over Saint Helena?

His misjudgment led to the infamous reputation of Saint Helena's 30th Berserker.

These days, all the major servers are talking about it with great enthusiasm, praising their bravery as comparable to that of the 300 Spartans.

Once belittled to the point of being unable to lift his head, Kuangzhan suddenly rose from the sewers of public opinion, jumped onto the table, pointed at someone's nose, and shouted, "Look who I am!"

The Roundtable Tomorrow will not make the same mistake twice.

If you dare to be unprepared, I'll head all the way north!
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……

"Commander, the main force of the allied forces is approaching the middle of the core area and is about to enter the second level."

He trembled with excitement as he spoke during the midnight aperitif.

His eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at the snow water fried noodles.

Before the battle began, Xue Shui Chao Mian was certain that the opposing commander would not hesitate to sweep the flanks and push forward in the middle, and that his attitude would be resolute and undisturbed.

When he said this, Xue Shui Fried Noodles hadn't even entered the game yet.

The coalition led by Tomorrow's Roundtable did not enter the stronghold; all their actions and thoughts were precisely predicted.

"Why?" Midnight Aperitif, knowing victory was assured, couldn't contain his excitement and pressed, "Why were you able to guess so accurately?"

"The previous encounter can foreshadow the next one." "Why do you think I arranged for a complete silence?"

The midnight aperitif was met with a shake of the head.

Sighing as I make fried noodles with snow water.

"Because the commander on the other side thinks he's very smart and mysterious."

Seeing that the time was right, he stopped teasing the somewhat adorable young man and gave the order.

"Second-level shield guards, teleport, block the upward teleportation point."

"Shield Guards, advance and intercept their retreat."

"Remember, you don't need to deal damage. Just stay alive and stay alive, and victory will be yours for the taking."

Apart from the Shield Guard, no other players were allowed to enter the Snow Water Fried Noodles game.

At the same time, the coalition's information specialists finally made contact with the enemy for the first time.

The former Saint Helena stronghold was like a public toilet for the Allied forces; they could come and go as they pleased, and even with minor adjustments, they could still identify the area of ​​the teleportation hub.

"From the second floor?"

Tomorrow's round table is somewhat hesitant.

He couldn't help but wonder if the snow water fried noodles had changed their tactics and moved the main battleground to other floors where the terrain had been altered.

The thought that she might have been outsmarting thin air the whole way made her blush with embarrassment.

The cyber war, watched by millions, sees every move a commander makes recorded by numerous game observers.

This utterly shameful and foolish act will likely result in him being repeatedly dissected and tortured.

"Occupy the teleportation point."

No sooner had the order been issued than a new message arrived from an information provider.

"A large number of Saint Helena players have appeared behind us!"

"What is its composition?"

"They're all shields!"

"what?"

Tomorrow's Roundtable is confused.

In the presence of intruders, the owner of a guild stronghold cannot arbitrarily use the teleportation function to land at any point within the stronghold.

The teleportation hub on each floor is where they should be.

If you want to move people on a large scale, you need to go to some guild collections or one-time items provided by wandering merchants.

It can be seen that Saint Helena should be the latter.

But what about the expensive, one-time-use surprise attack item, Snow Water Fried Noodles, which brings a group of shield-wielding guys?
Why?
If it's a mage, or at the very least a berserker, charging into the crowd, wouldn't they be able to instantly break down their formation and send them sprawling?

There were shield guards both in front and behind, similar to yesterday's battle.

They were stuck to the ground like mud, unable to fight back or retreat.

I'm covered in dirt no matter what, it's disgusting!

The Roundtable Tomorrow is baffled as to what the key to victory lies in this tactic.

A gasp made him look up.

In an instant, his forehead was covered in sweat.

"This is bad! Fight your way out and get back to the level 1 teleportation point!"

A thick white mist, thick with the aura of death, descended from the sky, and an atmosphere of annihilation enveloped the torrential rain.

It's [rotten jade]!
Tomorrow's Roundtable finally understood that Snow Water Fried Noodles activated the guild's collection without relying on flesh and blood, but solely on the input of ingredients.

The announcement about the snow water fried noodles reached the ears of every Shield Guard.

"Gentlemen, Fu Yu is with you. Do everything in your power to stop the Allied Forces from deserting."

The Saint Helena Shield Guards, who were well prepared, unleashed a variety of silence and disruption skills.

Objective: Prevent the Allied Forces from guiding the teleportation gem away.

Unable to use the precious gem, one can only obediently reach the first-floor teleportation hub and leave the game.

At the same time, along with the corrupted jade, a stone tablet that could temporarily interfere with the activation of magic also arrived.

They descended from the sky and plunged into the battlefield, causing the teleportation gems in the hands of countless panicked Allied players to lose their luster.

"It's stuck, it's all stuck."

"Don't let them guide Baoyu!"

Now that things had come to this, all the spectators stood on the Saint Helena side.

The audience is bloodthirsty; they'd love for everyone to die so they could see a huge fireworks display.

Amidst applause and gasps from the audience, the Allied invasion ended in failure in less than two hours.

The total number of deaths has reached 5621.

Since the Saint Helena stronghold became like a public toilet, frequented by all sorts of forces, the invaders have never suffered such heavy losses.

Snow Water Fried Noodles nodded in satisfaction: "Fun."

With no worries about the rear, the Black Sword Guardian finally broke through the 19th floor of the Tower World.

Feeling refreshed, I returned to the guild headquarters, only to find...

As expected, the snow water fried noodles were excellent and lived up to expectations!
Finding no snow water fried noodles to be found, all that remained was a midnight aperitif that excited me like a child.

"You won tonight, right? How did you win?"

"We wiped out the enemy."

"Oh, they're all dead... um, um, ah?"

Upon hearing what had happened, the Black Sword Guard shuddered.

A wave of heat spread from head to toe, an incredibly stimulating and refreshing sensation.

He repeatedly checked the number of Allied casualties, and if he didn't need to maintain his image, he would have already raised his fist and shouted in public.

"Where's the snow water fried noodles?"

"I logged off after the game, saying I'd play against them again tomorrow night."

……

……

Nong Ya's account received an extra sum of money.

Black Sword Guardian always keeps his word. As a qualified commander, Snow Water Fried Noodles will also be treated well as the guild leader.

"10? That much?"

Jiang Heyi was completely confused when he heard this.

Nong Ya, however, disagreed.

She had known the Black Sword Guardian for a long time; he was known for his extravagant spending habits.

Moreover, when transferring the money, he even tentatively asked if the amount was a bit too little, hoping to get her opinion, for fear of giving too little.

Moreover, this time the boundary between the virtual and real worlds really solved his immediate problem, preventing his guild from becoming a laughing stock on the European server.

The battle to defend the stronghold over the next month will still depend on him. If the snow water fried noodles are not taken, he will probably double his demands again.

"Help me handle it in a way that you think is appropriate."

After being told about the snow water fried noodles, his response made the boundary between reality and illusion even more blurred.

This is 10 dollars, which is just a drop in the ocean for the Black Sword Guardian, but for ordinary players it's like a windfall.

The reaction to the snow water fried noodles was that it was only 10 yuan.

When pressed on to what constitutes the appropriate method, the snow water fried noodles were remarkably concise this time.

"It's up to you."

Who exactly did they bring back to be in command?
Chen Shaoyu is still being very secretive... Hiss!

(End of this chapter)