T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 583, Section 582: The Jailer's Manor
The first snow falls, and winter arrives.

The fireplace in the governor's mansion in the Keklinan District was fully lit, and the warmth provided by the essence of fire filled every corner of the mansion.

The servants, clutching the small red envelopes given to them by the butler and head maid, beamed with joy.

Jiang Heyi marked the day the first snow fell as "year".

Boiled chicken, lemon duck, braised beef, and homemade rice noodles.

Aside from the sauces still fermenting and unusable, Jiang Heyi tried her best to recreate the feeling of her past life at the New Year's Eve dinner table.

He rested his chin on the blanket, looking at the table full of delicious food, but didn't pick up his chopsticks.

“In the past, everyone would sit together and enjoy it.”

“They should also be working hard elsewhere in Anna.” Jiang Heyi put chicken legs and wings into their bowls. “Here, these are your favorites. I’ll pick them for you on behalf of Moyu and Nongya.”

In the nearly six months since he landed, Jiang Heyi has been closely observing the changes in historical events in Anna.

everything is normal.

Keep an eye on the movements in several key areas through available channels, such as Fengjia, Annadu City, Fallen Star Sea, and Great Snow Mountain, all of which are calm and peaceful.

French fries, squid ink, and orange tea—the three of them didn't seem to have ended up in a large city-state.

Despite having faith in their individual abilities, the lack of transparency due to the scarcity of information inevitably caused Jiang Heyi some anxiety.

Ideally, all problems should be resolved in the first cycle to avoid an increase in variables in the second cycle, which could interfere with the judgment.

After all, their birth point will change during the second reincarnation.

The teacher once said that each spiral brings them closer to the finish line.

But this doesn't mean that as long as there are enough cycles, Anna's strange situation can be resolved.

The cycle of reincarnation here will disappear with the passage of time, like a candle with both ends lit.

Jiang Heyi could only silently comfort herself.

Regardless of who is missing when the final reunion takes place, we must continue to move forward.

The minimum goal of the first cycle is to obtain the most important experience and data.

The Primordial poured a glass of fruit wine and clinked glasses with the two: "You said you had good news to tell us for the New Year, what is it?"

Jiang Heyi pouted: "We found the jailer."

"Where!" The two stared wide-eyed.

"Don't worry, he's fine, almost too fine."

He handed the neatly arranged letters to the two men, who glanced at them and couldn't help but move the letters away.

It was as if the letter itself carried some strange aura, pushing their heads back.

The four original bodies face up.

"Why are you showing us lewd pictures? Your personal collection has been mixed into the documents, be careful!"

"Wake up, the erotic pictures in Anna don't have this strong visual impact."

"Ah, is it really that bad?" The two, whose standards had been raised by the prison guard's appraisal, couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

“These are erotic drawings by the jailer,” Jiang Heyi said. “Ordinary people know nothing about him, but in the Anna aristocratic circles, he is a household name and famous for his erotic drawings.”

At the dinner table, a silence that had lasted for several seconds was broken by the blankets.

"What an amazing way to arrange and combine words."

"I'm not kidding you guys, he really does sell erotic art. Everyone in the aristocratic circles knows him. He's popular because he calls himself an artist from the underworld. To commission an artwork from him, you not only need to have money, but you also have to consider his mood."

"He also provided customized services to satisfy the fantasies of the nobles that were difficult to realize in reality, such as drawing serialized content and making them the main characters."

The information channels of traveling merchants would not include art—they were not sophisticated enough to appreciate art.

As gloves worn by nobles, they were considered to be well-informed, but this influence was limited to the lower classes.

However, the "virtual and real boundary" that the jailer brother secretly offered as a reward in the city-states surrounding Xiangfeng City attracted the attention of merchants who were associated with Jiang Heyi.

As the information came together, Jiang Heyi looked at the bounties distributed around Xiangfeng City on the map and suddenly realized what was going on.

With the Lion King Gold Coin leading the way, they successfully made contact with the prison guard who was completely absorbed in art.

"How many gold coins have we earned during this period?"

I don't know why she suddenly asked this, but after thinking for a moment, I answered Jiang Heyi.

"There are probably 80 to 90 of them. We've taken down all the ones listed on the map. Anyway, the black market around Kekeli should be completely wiped out."

“That’s great. The jailer can now sell a painting for 30 Lion King Gold Coins.”

The tetra-prime spat out a mouthful of fruit wine.

"How much, how much?"

Jiang Heyi sighed heavily: "We've been working hard for two or three months, but it's not as good as his efforts in two or three nights."

He hurriedly asked from under the covers, "Is it alright for him to make such a big fuss?"

“He only draws erotic pictures, doesn’t socialize, and doesn’t go out, so his influence is limited.” Jiang Heyi sighed in admiration. “He has now saved up nearly 1000 Lion King Gold Coins and is preparing to buy medicine-making materials for Mint so he can surprise her whenever they meet.”

He should have realized sooner that the jailer was the one best suited to Anna's environment.

Once he enters the area where the core nobles of Anna reside, given his extraordinary abilities, he will be regarded as a confidant by the equally extraordinary nobles.

In terms of spiritual enjoyment, the nobles of Anna are as naive as children in the face of the jailer's brain, which is filled with lewd images.

The Primordial hesitated: "Was it a swear word to say that the jailer had the air of an Anna nobleman?"

The woman in the blanket laughed: "That was a bit too vulgar, it wasn't necessary."

The jailer, the guy we were most worried about, had incredible luck. Jiang Heyi couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be that the orange tea worked its magic?"

How is she doing now?

"You're really not worried about the fries at all?" said the woman in bed. Jiang Heyi shrugged. "I'm more worried about people who think she's easy to bully."

Unlike the others at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, the fact that there's no news about French fries is good news.

Jiang Heyi's biggest worry is that she will appear on a strange wanted poster with a bounty so high that it would make people drool, thus ushering in the era of One Piece.

The tetragonal asked, "Should we meet up with the jailer?"

“No, I sent a message to him to keep things as they are.” Jiang Heyi poured the two of them a full glass of fruit wine. “He’s doing very well, he’s making money, he has social status, and apart from being envious of his fellow artists, he’s not in any danger. Even his necromancy has been practiced under the protection of the monsters.”

"By the way, I asked him for 300 gold coins to cover our expenses for the event."

The two were taken aback: "What do you plan to do with so much money?"

Jiang Heyi tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

"To open up the channels, I need to know the current situation of Devland so that the cycle can start in three years and be completed in one step."

Devilland is the "DLC" in the Virtual-Real Boundary Project.

Whether a passage to a century ago exists is crucial to the overall process.

Unlike the continents that have close ties with Anna, Devland has become an information island due to reduced exchanges with other continents since the turmoil of the past century.

"You're planning to build an ocean-going fleet?"

"That's too slow. Of course, I'll go see it for myself."

"Dear, personally?" Bed stammered. "We're only level 3. Even if they're big spenders, aren't we afraid they'll treat us like pigs to be slaughtered if we join an ocean-going fleet?"

The tetramorph trembled violently.

"Potato, you wouldn't be thinking of... activating a super-distance natural teleportation array, would you!"

The woman in bed stared wide-eyed.

She also considered the possible actions she might take with the potatoes.

In the game "Witness to the Stars," the boundary between the real and virtual worlds initially experienced a very magical map shift event.

While grinding monsters near Windpod City in Anna, I was betrayed by a random teammate and inexplicably teleported to the alien continent of Devilland.

A guide to conquering the Temple of the Clarity: the faster you go, the faster you'll go.

This also became the foundation for the early accumulation of fame and snowballing growth of the virtual-real boundary.

Because the Proof of the Stars cannot be unpacked, players constantly search for the initial opportunity to teleport when retracing their path to fame on the boundary between reality and illusion.

Finally, five years after the game's launch, a bored player discovered the key.

On the edge of the swamp east of Windpod City, there exists a hidden, super-distance natural teleportation array.

By continuously using magic near the coordinates and reaching a certain level of magical power, one can resonate with the magic circle and thus achieve teleportation.

It needs to be a precise indicator for the game, with a very small allowable error range.

And this Easter egg also exists in reality.

However, the trigger condition is that a large and sufficient amount of magic power needs to be injected.

Because it is buried in a remote swampy wetland, the virtual-real boundary needs to be prepared in advance before it can be used.

After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they arrived at the table next to the main hall where the Anna map was displayed.

Jiang Heyi picked up the flag and positioned himself in the swamp area.

"This, this, this, west of Fengjia City, is sparsely populated and the environment is much harsher than that of Fengjia not far away."

"But a natural teleportation array releases strong magical fluctuations when activated, which may attract other people."

"Therefore, we need to make arrangements in advance and take cover."

The blankets understood.

"You're planning to acquire land?"

Jiang Heyi nodded with a smile.

"Apply under the guise of land reclamation, pave the way with money, and leverage the connections that the prison guard made with his lewd pictures to obtain a piece of wasteland that even dogs wouldn't want. It shouldn't be a problem."

The Tetraprimates also came to their senses.

"Then, we'll use the jailer's name to carry out large-scale land reclamation and build castles and ranches."

He clapped his hands excitedly in bed and then said.

"In this way, to outsiders, this is a manor that belongs exclusively to the jailer. Given his reputation among the nobles, even if there are large-scale anomalies and magical fluctuations, they can be explained very well."

A perfect supporting plan.

The jailer's dissolute identity as a painter in the underworld ironically provides him with an excellent disguise and protection at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

He quickly calculated in bed: "It seems that 300 gold coins might not be enough."

When it came to making money, Jiang Heyi chose to abandon his brain and trust the prison guard.

After working hard for several months, they earned 100 gold coins and felt incredibly proud of themselves. The three of them were overjoyed and sang and danced together.

In the end, the jailer, with a few strokes of his pen, made all their hard work and cunning pale in comparison.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise, and in the game, everyone has a clear division of labor, even after reincarnation.

"If you can't make money, just call the prison guard a piece of trash and that's it. We don't need to worry about it."

The four proto-bodies thought of a problem, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Since the land was acquired and purchased in the name of the prison guard, this area should be named after him."

"..."

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Oh no, Anna is about to appear at the Jailer's Manor!
(End of this chapter)