T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 585, Section 584: Hagiron Bonds, Launched!
Quiet.

That was Jiang Heyi's first impression upon entering the Blue Lake Wetland area.

According to local adventurers, large monsters commonly found in the outside world have almost disappeared here.

This area is hot, humid, and muddy, with crisscrossing waterways, making it a paradise for mosquito-like monsters.

Adventurers who frequent this area year-round are all experts in insect-catching skills.

The body parts of the Zerg can be disassembled and sold to potion merchants or offered to traveling merchants for recycling, making it a decent source of income.

Jiang Heyi grasped the key point.

"If it's a decent source of income, then why do you still go to the side closer to the Leaf Elves to make money?"

The adventurers hired at high salaries are all quite capable and are local experts.

When the client asked, everyone patiently explained—it was almost like they were complaining.

Adventurers here, unless they are particularly short of money, would rather deal with large monsters from the outside world than confront the alien insects.

Enemies that are visible and tangible, with readily available strategies to follow, and with sufficient teamwork and excellent coordination, can be safely retreated even if a kill cannot be guaranteed.

The alien insects that can grow up immersed in a magical environment are a different concept altogether.

Killing them isn't difficult, but whether a safe retreat can be guaranteed is another matter.

Many people who left Blue Lake Wetland developed serious illnesses.

Environmental factors and parasitic diseases have combined to cause many even the strongest adventurers to fall ill and die suddenly.

It wasn't entirely unfounded, but Jiang Heyi thought of the Guangfu where he had spent most of his previous life.

In ancient times, it perfectly matched the adventurers' descriptions.

"Is my land reclamation a kind of limited-time rerun of the server event?" he couldn't help but wonder.

Because of the existence of natural teleportation portals, Jiang Heyi dared not hire too powerful mages; rank 5 was his limit.

Potions masters must also meet this standard.

The local potion master concocted a special potion, which the entire exploration team took. As expected, they encountered no more mosquitoes along the way, and the annoying chirping of insects seemed to have been wiped out from the world overnight.

“Mr. Goodell, you have such a powerful potion, but you never said anything before.”

"Going deep into the swamp, the mosquitoes avoided us—an unprecedented experience."

"Exactly! They're unwilling to sell it. Are they just not going to make money?"

The potion master, known as Goodell, scoffed, "If you can match Lord Potato's budget, I can get you even better potions."

Jiang Heyi couldn't help but laugh.

Goodell, the potion master, was a middle-aged man who, according to him, was a self-taught, unorthodox potion master.

The ability is not the problem, but the opportunity to use it is limited.

Some ambitious martial artists and magicians flocked to the central government area, hoping for an opportunity to rise to the top in one step.

The adventurers who come and go from this area are mostly ordinary people trying to make a living; expecting them to produce a single Lion King Silver Coin is wishful thinking.

When buying potions, don't buy the whole bottle, just buy a single dose.

Unable to afford high-purity, high-efficacy potions, they bargained down to buy diluted potions.

Given this purchasing foundation, what kind of good service can he provide?
Even for the local outstanding adventurers hired by Jiang Heyi this time, their daily income, after deducting equipment wear and tear, travel expenses, and daily maintenance, is usually less than one Lion King Silver Coin.

A skilled magician can typically earn 7 to 8 times the amount, but at most 10 coins per day.

Reality is not a game; adventurers are just casual laborers. They only have work when there are commissions, and most of the time they need to take initiative in hunting.

In this industry, the norm is that if you stop working, you stop earning money.

Romantic adventures were merely the wild imaginations of aristocratic literati, fabricated to satisfy their own spiritual needs.

Those who spend lavishly in Fragrant Wind City, showering hundreds of gold coins on the jailer, cannot imagine the daily life of an ordinary adventurer who is dirty and struggling to make ends meet.

Minimum income is 3 Lion King Silver Coins per day.

The highest-ranking potion master and 5th-rank mage, 30 per day.

He reimbursed all expenses for potions, food, and drink.

Depending on the efficiency of the exploration, an additional bonus will be awarded.

When they first met, the three adventure groups, totaling 15 people, were all stunned.

They weren't exactly top-tier, and they didn't understand why they had been chosen by a high-ranking nobleman from the ruling center.

Even the top local professionals can't get this price; it's a daily rate, not a one-time payment.

Isn't he worried about taking advantage of the situation?

But with the gleaming contract and the noble notary, they understood.

They also held the pre-issued exploration reserve funds in their hands, a substantial sum indeed.

This stroke of luck, like a pie falling from the sky, energized the entire exploration team.

From the moment the contract was signed, Jiang Heyi was his biological father!
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Heyi's mental database had precisely located the group of adventurers with the highest reputation and strongest sense of morality in this area.

In each cycle of reincarnation, he truly does good deeds without worrying about the future, which demonstrates his character.

Jiang Heyi felt that his silver coins not only bought him security and tour guide services, but also companionship and conversation.

Seeing that he remained silent, and not wanting the atmosphere to become awkward, someone in the exploration team would always start a conversation, telling some adventurous little stories.

Although Anna didn't have a mobile phone to play with, Jiang Heyi insisted on listening to audiobooks.

"Lord Potato, when you were surveying for the Master Jailer, did you confirm the requirements?"

"need?"

"It would take a lot of effort to transform and cultivate this swampy wetland. It would be better to buy land elsewhere."

Jiang Heyi answered calmly.

"He wanted to build a special manor, a ranch that could accommodate a variety of animals and monsters, so that he could draw inspiration for his paintings anytime, anywhere."

Anyone with a normal mind would wonder about the prison guard's motive for buying a remote wasteland for renovation.

The puzzled looks on the adventurers' faces are proof of this.

However, when the jailer gave his reasons, most magicians and nobles did not doubt them.

"No matter what, making insects a part of the canvas is just too weird."

This private complaint from the jailer became a hot topic in aristocratic circles.

In an instant, everyone became curious about who had such a bizarre need.

Seeing that the prison guard had actually gone to the southern border of the empire to claim land, they could find no words to describe it except to praise his "masterful demeanor".

If you pay enough, the prison guard master will really do his best to paint.

Even if it's content that I can't accept and that requires expanding my knowledge boundaries, I can still learn with dedication.

They could only silently curse the person who made things difficult for the prison guard master in private.

"That's fucking perverted."

Passing by a puddle, the sticky feeling on his feet and the strange "splat" sound made Jiang Heyi slowly lower his head.

The seemingly shallow pool of water contained dozens of translucent larvae wrapped in the mud.

These maggot-like creatures resemble soaked rice grains, stretching out into sticky threads along with the mud.

Thousands of larvae radiated out from the trampled area, creating crisscrossing ripples on the murky water.

The potion's power is waning; some of the Zerg are even climbing up the boots.

The potion master Goodell opened his backpack, took out a dark green potion bottle, and wiped it on everyone's boots. The swarming alien insects scattered and fled. Before they could recover from this chilling scene, a huge swarm of ants emerged from a nearby cave, crashing into the fleeing maggot-like larvae like a tidal wave.

Upon closer inspection, one can also spot some spiders as large as finger joints joining in the festivities.

A highly venomous beetle the size of a palm.

A praying mantis as tall as a person.

Mosquitoes and flies descended like a dark cloud.

In the blink of an eye, chaos erupted!
The exploration team members were dedicated; several burly men shielded Jiang Heyi behind them with their bodies.

The mage then used fire element to draw a wall of fire on the ground, blocking the swarm of insects.

The rear guard became the front guard, retreating rapidly until Goodell used a potion to create a warning line on the ground. Only then did the group set up camp and rest for the time being.

As if unintentionally activating the swarm of insects in this area, the fierce battle continues not far away, with the "dark clouds" in the sky and the "sesame balls" rolling on the ground clashing fiercely.

Adventurers who usually only hunted medicinal insects on the edge of the Blue Lake Wetland witnessed for the first time the vibrant life and thriving creatures deep within.

Some adventurers turned green with nausea.

"Perhaps your exploration work can calm that master jailer down a little."

Having faced life and death, and seen corpses and dismembered limbs, they were covered in goosebumps when faced with these dense, ubiquitous insects.

Transforming such a paradise teeming with strange insects into a manor and ranch would require an unimaginable amount of upfront investment.

During the pioneering era, the empire failed to take advantage of the situation to cultivate the land, leaving the problem to its lazy descendants, indirectly leaving a paradise of insect hives within Anna.

Jiang Heyi's pensive chin-stroking posture appeared to outsiders as a result of being shocked by the scene and beginning to weigh his options.

"With so many bugs, I feel like we can make use of them."

During a conversation in the game, he heard Mint mention that there was a potion that could mislead the swarm into thinking it was a high-ranking leader's magic.

Its nature is similar to hypnotic drugs; its essence is to brainwash the swarm into becoming the player's lackeys.

At that time, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was already a top-tier (T0) game, with amazing stronghold defense capabilities and a wide variety of items and materials, so I didn't plan to play as the bug.

In reality... since she mentioned "improvement," then the empire must have its original formula.

It's good to have lots of bugs.

Ordinary people don't easily get close; those who do visit are basically magicians.

As for defense against magicians, the boundaries between reality and illusion can be addressed using established strategies, all of which are carefully selected by the Overlord.

The goal is to exterminate the insects, but only those within the area where the magic array exists; the surrounding insects can serve as free labor and guards.

Once they are no longer needed, they can be eliminated through hypnosis.

Land reclamation is not actually a problem.

What seems like a huge undertaking to ordinary people is nothing more than a trivial matter to some creatures.

After a night of fireside chat and rest, the exploration team, having finished their work, passed by a chaotic scene where people were still rustling as they ate until midnight.

The ground was littered with the remains of insects, many of them mutilated and incomplete.

Carrion eaters and decomposers will soon arrive at the scene, grateful for nature's bounty.

The adventurers paused for a moment, then rummaged through a pile of foul-smelling sludge and pulled out some valuable insect carcasses.

"Mr. Potato, we've collected all of these. We'll give them to you when we leave."

Jiang Heyi asked in surprise, "Aren't you keeping any for yourselves?"

The adventure team leader who had been speaking laughed.

"Whether you paid to hire us or bought us outright, the spoils of war are naturally yours to dispose of."

Jiang Heyi was genuinely delighted.

So he really did pay for Green Play companionship; his service awareness is off the charts.

Is this the true value of prioritizing ethical choices?

Deep in the densely networked wetlands, Jiang Heyi saw the purpose of his trip—the woodland that was half humus and half lush green when he was initially tricked into forming a team in the game.

Not far away, the muddy swamp bubbled and sputtered, as if creatures were swimming around.

Exactly!
The master brought this place into the game in a one-to-one scale.

Returning to the familiar place, Jiang Heyi felt as if he had returned to the time when the game "Proof of the Stars" first launched, as if in a dream.

In this way...

Jiang Heyi swallowed hard and slowly looked down at the muddy, dark brown ground beneath his feet.

The teleportation array connecting the continent of Devilland lies beneath the soft, rotten soil.

I thought it would take longer and require patience and meticulous searching, but it went so smoothly.

After having the entire exploration team set up landmarks around the wetland for easy observation as reference points, Jiang Heyi then had everyone form teams and explore in various directions.

There were no powerful high-level monsters, but huge insect-like monsters could be vaguely seen, possibly a species unique to Blue Lake Wetlands.

"Mr. Potato, should we probe and collect data?"

The journey was too easy, and the exploration team felt that the money was too hot to handle, so they all volunteered to continue.

Jiang Heyi waved his hand: "No need. You guys make some more landmarks so we can locate ourselves when we return next time. We'll head back immediately."

With the sponsor's word, everyone sprang into action, some climbing trees, others digging, leaving behind a trail of markers.

On the return journey, the exploration team offered Jiang Heyi advice and suggestions.

"At least 100 craftsmen are needed, along with about 200 laborers."

"The number of people protecting the craftsmen and laborers should be no less than 100, and it is best to have some who can tame monsters."

"Maybe we should find some trolls; they're big and efficient."

“This is quite an expense. Leveling the land takes too much time. Mr. Potato’s client wants to build a manor, so there’s no reason to see rotten water flowing in front of the door.”

Jiang Heyi just smiled and didn't stop them from talking.

He appreciated these friendly suggestions based on his own understanding.

Even a normal person probably couldn't imagine what he planned to do.

Upon returning to Fragrant Wind City, he immediately revealed his entire plan to the jailer.

"Huh?" The jailer's eyes widened. "You're planning to contact Elena now?"

He rubbed his forehead: "It's not even year 35 of the Kurien calendar yet, this..."

"Irelia is the only exception among the key characters in the 35-year remake storyline."

Jiang Heyi smiled and showed off the treasure in his hand. The jailer was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what it meant.

"Because we have a perfect reason to contact Elena in advance."

All of Anna's Hakilong bonds, which would not have been discovered 35 years ago in the Kurien calendar, have been acquired by Jiang Heyi, the reincarnated being.

A total of 4 copies.

Jiang Heyi explained confidently.

"We must prepare for both possibilities. If the century-long cycle of Devland does not begin, then we will have to rely on Hackron bonds to bring us closer together."

The jailer shook his head in admiration. It was clearly about improvisation, so why did Jiang Heyi give him such a composed and in control manner?

"Haki Potatoes, was this also part of your plan?"

(End of this chapter)