T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 526, Section 525: Dark History

The integration assistance at the virtual-real boundary is becoming increasingly smooth.

Without the biggest source of pressure, Windweaver, the Tower World is no longer a prison of life-or-death speed, and everyone can be a little more playful during the game.

For example, Squid bought a green-quality lance from an NPC.

He had wanted to try the combination of lance and shield for a long time, to cosplay a square formation by himself.

Whether it causes harm or not is irrelevant; when you transform into a ruthless shield, you can act hyperactively and stab people a couple of times to annoy them, which is more interactive than just standing there and taking hits.

Previously, the recipients of aid at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds were only selected from guilds that had a chance of making it onto the leaderboard.

With the threat of wind gone, the area expanded somewhat.

Among those receiving assistance that night was a long-lost acquaintance.

Bottled water.

The community's only unlucky one during the preliminary rounds.

When vying for the last spot, a mistake in the operation caused me to miss out on the dividends.

Subsequently, the top circle gradually established in the Chinese server, centered around the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, became a symbol of top-tier traffic and a testament to the star power of the Chinese server.

Both inside and outside the game, everyone has achieved a qualitative leap thanks to this opportunity.

Afterwards, when people talked about the results of the preliminary round more than half a year ago, they would always jokingly say that the people of Bottled Water God Luo had lost their ticket to becoming winners in life.

The original bottled water company, Luo, has disbanded. What you can see in the community now is the second unit, which was reorganized by the original chairman, Haixing Canned Food.

The starfish canned food was quite at ease, no longer clinging to what it had lost.

He joked that his status as a loser actually brought a lot of attention to the rebuilding of Bottled Water God Luo, and even the guild account got some traffic.

While not on par with the top 4 in the Chinese server, they are still among the best in the second tier, so there's nothing to complain about.

Everyone admires this open-mindedness regarding the boundary between reality and illusion.

Ask yourself honestly, how many people missed such an opportunity, only to be able to forgive themselves for it in the dead of night for the rest of their lives?

With this mindset, it's no wonder that Starfish Canned Food was able to quickly gather a group of players who believed in him and rebuild the guild.

The number of layers separating the virtual and real worlds has reached a terrifying 52.

The second-ranked sect remains Fuxian Sect, which struggled to break through 30 levels before stopping once again.

Behind them, the top 4 Chinese players entered the top 20 of the list, and Khorne's Chosen even reached level 29, ranking 3rd, closely following behind.

At this stage of the game, most players on both domestic and international servers understand that the current competition in the Tower of Trials world is simply about becoming the first person to succeed at the boundary between the virtual and the real.

Guild Outpost Mining → Guild NPC Scoring → Custom Floor → Assistance → Guild NPC Scoring
A complete cycle allows the integral at the virtual and real boundaries to achieve a balance between income and expenditure.

Renee's arrival even filled the biggest gap in their game – scarce information.

Living in a renowned magical family in Anna, the information channels she had access to were beyond Mint's imagination.

The virtual and real border region racked its brains trying to increase the production of pack animals, which was lacking in the stronghold's ore output. The guild's wandering merchants went to great lengths, using Star Sand, the hardest currency in the game, to pave the way, but they still couldn't find anyone willing to sell.

There are currently only 10 pack animals at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, and the process of acquiring them has been quite tortuous.

Upon hearing this, Renee simply asked them to give her the Star Sand.

So, when we logged in two days later, there were 7 more pack animals in the guild.

The wandering merchants were stunned and hurriedly asked Renee how she had done it.

She just pursed her lips, looking mysterious.

The current boundary between the virtual and real worlds is such that even without challenging new floor dungeons, one can play until the end of the Tower World simply by relying on the established loop.

They suddenly realized that the design of Tower World was intended to encourage players to destroy each other's strongholds.

Once the positive cycle of a stronghold is established, the benefits are enormous, allowing many guilds to earn money passively.

If they want to catch up, the lagging guilds need to work together to drag the leading guilds down with them.

Thinking about it this way, the storyline of Saint Helena being ganged up on is actually the one that best fits the original concept of the Tower World.

No one wanted to risk trouble, and the stronghold remained a peaceful boundary between the virtual and real worlds, making it an anomaly in the Tower World.

According to the rules of Tower World, guilds that have already received dividends will be ranked higher, and the "dividends" in the final reward will not be added to the previous rewards; instead, the current reward will be carried over to the next guild.

Therefore, the fact that all four of the top 4 guilds in the Chinese server made the list actually put some pressure on the guilds that had a chance to compete.

What could be better than a top-tier guild that doesn't cause trouble or sabotage, allowing players to enjoy the game peacefully and in a supportive environment?
Saint Helena's cyber battle was a huge success, and they certainly don't want to fight a cyber war on their side.

The longer Chinese players play, the more they feel that after half a year since the server opened, without any major news or arrogant individuals, the top 4 players are probably already incredibly rare and exceptional.

At this moment, the divine being had already awakened.

After switching shifts with Mint and others, it was their turn to enjoy the game, and the boundary between the virtual and real worlds returned to enjoy real life.

Around noon, Chen Shaoyu sent a message.

"These are for the snow water fried noodles, please accept them."

"There are some more details. He had someone from the local area deliver paper documents to your door. You should be able to see them soon."

Such a meticulous work style.

"I haven't seen it, don't worry."

Jiang Heyi laughed and said, "That last sentence is completely unnecessary. How could I not trust your character? Candlelight Selection."

Chen Shaoyu quickly sent a seal emoji: "What candlelight selection? Don't talk nonsense."

"He fought so fiercely with Zhifeng, yet he still protected you so fiercely, tsk tsk tsk."

"I'll be busy getting back to work after the holiday, so let's not chat for now."

No one in this world can provide Chen Shaoyu with experience in liking dolls and being liked by them.

Holola, the only one with experience, was clearly just watching the show.

That said, wouldn't the owner of the candle be considered an elder?

Wow, this is complicated.

After quickly glancing through the pages, Jiang Heyi's brows furrowed.

After being reminded by the Scarlet Music Box, his intuition kicked in, and he also felt that Hu Qian might have some problems.

But Jiang Heyi hadn't expected it to be this kind of problem; in a sense, it was rather absurd...

"What are you looking at?"

The man carrying freshly fried stick-shaped fries walked in, glanced at the screen, and gradually slowed his chewing, making a barely audible sound.

She swiped her phone, her brows furrowing in the same way as Jiang Heyi's, her forehead practically glowing with a full Wi-Fi signal.

When did they go on their first blind date?

Jiang Heyi, who was assisting with the fries, recalled: "We first met before the Lunar New Year, and after returning home for the New Year, we were arranged to meet. At our first meeting, the prison guard had a very good impression of her."

Fries nodded: "Then the post was published exactly four days before the blind date. She probably only found out who her date was around that time, which makes sense."

Upon entering the living room, they found the prison guard who had just returned from running a lap around the villa area.

In his words, when he gets disciplined, even his family can't believe it's him.

"We've made progress."

"So fast?" the jailer asked in surprise. "How did you investigate?"

"Don't ask, it's guaranteed to be accurate," Jiang Heyi said. "Should I send it to you, or project it so everyone can appreciate it together?"

Unlike his unsuccessful blind date, the jailer suddenly sensed something.

"Then... let's project it. Consider it my self-sacrifice to create some drama for everyone."

"I haven't even said anything yet, and you already think there's some juicy gossip to come?"

"Anyway, I don't think it's a good thing."

After last night's blind date, the prison guard has mentally prepared himself.

The jailer is the kind of person who enjoys having fun. He can laugh at other people's fun, and when it happens to him, he's even more willing to share it with everyone.

Knowing there was juicy gossip to be had, everyone came out to speak.

The projection on the wall showed Hu Qian's accounts on several social media platforms.

There are many photos, covering various scenes, including landscapes and food, showing that the person enjoys documenting their life.

In the photos, Hu Qian is mostly seen alone. There are also pictures of her at comic conventions taking photos with people, and of her cosplaying her favorite characters with friends.

After examining it closely for a while, everyone noticed nothing wrong.

"While I was helping with the snow water fried noodles, I also checked her interpersonal relationships. I used the people appearing in the photos as the center to screen them, and finally found this one."

A picture from a social media account popped up, showing Hu Qian posing intimately with a young man, their faces close together.

Looking through the photos posted by Hu Qian, he also appeared in half of his side profile, which would be hard to notice unless you were paying close attention.

Based on the release time shown in the image in the upper left corner, everyone's reaction was exactly the same as the initial reaction of the two people.

Four days before the Lunar New Year.

The caption reads: "Hey classmate, when did you secretly take such a good picture of me?"

Scroll down. The image shows only two hands and two cups of milk tea.

"When I'm eating with someone I like, I can even tolerate milk tea without sugar."

Jiang Heyi explained: "They checked and found that Hu Qian was his classmate at the same school. They also asked his counselor and teachers from that time, and it was confirmed that they did date, for at least two years."

Three days before the Lunar New Year, Hu Qian deleted all information about him from her social media accounts, including photos, leaving only photos documenting her life.

"It's not a single platform, but all of them, and it's very meticulous. Even simple text information has been filtered."

There are two cancellation records.

All six men stared at the jailer, who pondered for a moment and then sighed deeply.

He muttered in bed, "His skill level is pretty high. He's the same age as the prison guard, but he's incredibly efficient."

Cuttlefish: "He dumped his ex-boyfriend without hesitation and focused all his energy on how to hook you. Tsk tsk."

After the last incident, Nong Ya inexplicably moved into the villa. Since there were still empty rooms, no one objected, after all, she had truly saved someone's life.

She muttered to herself, "How do you know she really dumped her ex-boyfriend? Maybe he's her current boyfriend?"

French fries joked, "France certainly has a say in this matter."

Upon hearing this, Nong Ya waved her hands repeatedly: "Don't confuse the two. I'm not like those postmodern guys."

Orange Tea retorted indignantly, "If it's the former, isn't it terrifying that she can so readily dump her boyfriend whom she's deeply in love with?"

"One second they're all lovey-dovey with you, the next they'll turn their backs on you for profit."

"If it's the latter, what does she take the prison guard for?"

The jailer immediately replied, "ATM, I do have a little money now."

He laughed when he said it.

"You're still laughing!" Orange Tea scolded angrily. "You've been fooled and played. Someone approached you with a clear purpose, trying to please you. Who knows how many nasty things that two-faced people are saying about you behind your back."

"Others see you as an ATM, using you as a long-term investment to reel in bigger fish. Are you going to accept that?"

The usually good-natured Orange Tea was unusually angry.

The jailer was a little flustered. He was always like this. Since the deed was already done, it wouldn't hurt to make fun of himself. As long as everyone was happy.

Why did you get so agitated?

Isn't this a fairly common pattern? The boundary between reality and illusion has always been like this.

Nong Ya looked left and right, and finally pulled the Four Primal Bodies aside, silencing him who was about to say something.

Just as the jailer was a little confused and Jiang Heyi was thinking about how to pass on the message, the doorbell rang.

A young man dressed in casual clothes, but looking very capable, appeared outside the gate.

Upon seeing Jiang Heyi come out, a warm smile immediately spread across his face.

"Excuse me, is this the residence of the Virtual Reality Boundary Guild?"

"you are?"

“Oh, I’m from the city… oh no, they say, if you mention snow water fried noodles, you’ll understand.”

As he spoke, the capable young man took out several ordered documents from his briefcase.

"This is what you need."

Seeing Jiang Heyi open the door, take the documents, unseal and inspect them, he hurriedly said.

“We investigated very thoroughly, following the requirements without alerting anyone. We were busy all day and night yesterday to ensure the accuracy of the information.”

In one day, some information required collaboration from different departments, and he smoothed things over with just one sentence, which is quite reasonable.

Some information that required on-site visits was even obtained within a single day.

Jiang Heyi could roughly gauge the amount of snow water fried noodles he had; he must have quite a few connections.
The young man understood the importance of knowing when to stop; he only mentioned the hard work of "everyone" before quietly leaving.

The newly arrived document contains detailed records of Hu Qian's school life, down to her high school years.

As for records of credit history, medical records, and bank statements, they are all readily available.

The snow water fried noodles team basically used every possible set meal they could think of on Hu Qian, striving to understand her experiences over the past few years from every angle.

The report on Hu Qian's family also appeared in the file bag, detailing their family income, tax payment status, and current situation.

Since the book was quite large, everyone took a portion and started flipping through it.

The prison guard stared in disbelief: "Dude, I... I was on a blind date, right? Who did you guys do the background check on? And why is it so detailed?"

Jiang Heyi shrugged: "Snow water fried noodles, huh? I don't know their specific identity, but they don't seem to want us to know either."

The four original bodies found information about two social media accounts that Hu Qian had cancelled.

It's actually from the Chinese server community of Proof of the Stars?

The posting history is not long, but the highlights can be found at a glance.

In her post seeking to bump into French fries at school, Hu Qian expressed her desire to meet "Cyber ​​Potato".

"Huh?" Jiang Heyi looked up abruptly. "How could this be any of my business?"

Cuttlefish couldn't help but laugh: "You're the president, aren't you?"

The tetragonal said, "Squid, don't laugh, it's your business too."

"what?"

"She used a newly created account to comment on a post comparing Du Jingwen and Beiwo, saying, 'Doesn't anyone think that Moyu and Beiwo are a strange pairing? Beiwo hasn't even graduated yet, while Moyu is still a teacher. It's very inappropriate.'"

"Ha!" She jumped out of bed. "You're even eyeing my squid, huh!"

This imposing aura instantly reminded Mo Yu of the night that caused Du Jingwen to disappear from his life.

That's how she angrily chased Du Jingwen away; a classic example of food guarding.

Now I understand why Hu Qian quickly deleted her account.

The dark history of these two accounts cannot be covered up even by deleting posts; they are afraid that someone with ulterior motives will discover it.

The boundary between reality and illusion was established at a young age, and its highly sought-after status made it a coveted asset. Even now, some people still dream of breaking up the four already paired up and regrouping them.

After all, after the two pairs were internally digested, the only people left to dream about were the Four Primal Bodies, Orange Tea, and Jailer Brother.

The Primordial One is a complete lurker. After becoming famous, he basically never posts on social media, and in real life, he can stay glued to his computer for his entire life.

The chances of getting in touch with him are slim unless you somehow manage to bump into him and create a chance encounter.

Jiang Heyi finished reviewing the records from the credit and medical systems.

There is one overdue payment on my credit report, but the amount is small, 2000.

Combined with her bank statements, it's clear that she has extravagant spending habits, often spending all the living expenses her family gives her by the middle of the month.

and……

She peeked out from under the covers and chuckled, "Guard, the gift I bought for you is all gone. She's taken out a loan to buy takeout."

The jailer rubbed his forehead, speechless and choked with emotion.

Jiang Heyi complained: "Don't give the prison guard a headache. It has nothing to do with buying gifts. We spend so much at the beginning of the month that we're used to eating dirt by the end of the month. It has nothing to do with gifts."

All signs indicate that Hu Qian has indeed dumped her boyfriend and turned him into her ex-boyfriend, and is now betting everything on the prison guard.

Based on records leaked from the community, she made urgent preparations and transformed herself into a version that perfectly suited the prison guard's taste.

I don't know who got in through, but I managed to infiltrate the prison guard's group and get firsthand information.

This time, he was too eager to trap the prison guard, which made the guard notice something was amiss.

She meticulously prepared a script before each blind date, striving to ensure he wouldn't notice anything amiss.

It's no surprise that the jailer had a pleasant experience, since it's an immersive murder mystery game.

As for how the murder mystery game would end if they were to actually get married, everyone decided not to speculate further, out of the utmost goodwill towards the prison guard.

In any case, there is already a ready-made case in the boundary between the virtual and the real.

The jailer said, "I'll find a time to confront her."

"How do you want to confront them?" the woman in bed asked.

"Just say we're not a good match and break up."

Orange Tea complained: "That's it?"

"Anyway, I didn't lose anything."

"Is all the time, emotions, and feelings you invested worthless?"

Orange Tea's persistent questioning silenced the jailer.

This blind date was one of the few times he showed his sincerity and true feelings to someone outside the boundaries of reality and family, and he was unusually serious and earnest.

I've also seriously considered making some changes for the other person.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get; the angrier I get, the more I think about it.

"No, I want it back!"

(End of this chapter)