T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 593, Section 592: An Unexpected Reunion

The fries arrived in a wonderful location, in an open-air drying yard in southeastern Anna where fish are dried.

There are countless dried fish to eat as soon as you land.

She found a section of fishing net, cut it up, and used it as a backpack, stuffing it full of food and other items.

As night fell, she easily escaped the crime scene with enough food to last for several days.

Observing the large merchant ships coming and going in the distance, she keenly realized that she was safe.

Annam, with its large port and numerous shipping routes, generally boasts commendable security.

"Let me see where it landed."

With this in mind, the fries, which had hidden away the dried fish and smelled like a siren, found a passerby.

“Gunnar, that name sounds so familiar…”

"..."

"Gunnar?"

Coming to his senses, Fries retrieved the hidden dried fish and immediately set off westward.

The incredibly random spawn point sent her crashing into the location that would trigger the Starfall Sea event three years later.

Gunnar was located right next to the Fallen Star Sea and had close ties with the Siren.

From time to time, you can see the sirens of Falling Star Sea coming ashore to play in the port area.

Kesha and Queen Jingxin both love to wander around, so it's hard to guarantee they won't bump into each other.

"Apart from Jiang Heyi, try not to have too much contact with the main characters of key events in advance."

The ruler made this suggestion so that Jiang Heyi could better analyze and assess the impact.

Avoid causing trouble for potatoes unless absolutely necessary.

Without looking back, he left the city overnight, but the journey was anything but peaceful.

Gunnar Port had a huge volume of trade, and as a distribution center, the surrounding city-states all benefited from the flow of people from here.

The gathering of caravans from the north and south signifies wealth, and both legitimate and illegitimate businesses participate in this grand event.

On his first night staying at a hunter's cabin in the woods, Fries was awakened by a commotion.

He casually grabbed a mouthful of salty dried fish to refresh himself and climbed out of the musty, sweaty bed.

Before they even got close to the gate, the rickety wooden door was kicked open.

What followed was the sound of loud, carefree conversation.

"See, what I told you? Even if there is someone, he's just a hunter who didn't have time to go home. What can he do if he takes some urgently needed supplies?"

As the bright torch shone into the room, French Fries instinctively covered his eyes.

"How could it be an elf?"

"Damn it, did your magic go to waste? You can't even sense the elves around?"

"Shut up, I can't feel any magic from her."

"what?"

The hunter's cabin was crowded. Several people, who looked like they had just rolled in the mud, looked like wolves that hadn't eaten for days, their eyes glowing green in the torchlight.

"We only need the emergency supplies inside the house."

As he spoke, the leader gestured with his eyes to a hidden wooden panel not far away.

To facilitate the activities of local hunters and adventurers, both groups would pool their resources and give them to the locals to help replenish supplies for the huts along the way, in case of emergencies.

The fries silently made way, and a person who squeezed in opened the hidden compartment and took away several bottles of swaying liquid.

He bowed slightly towards the fries: "Thank you."

The final note suddenly lengthened, and the details of the hands were obscured by the half-bent body, yet it surged upwards in a flash of lightning, ready to be unleashed.

The group worked in perfect unison; the moment the attack was launched, people outside the house quickly rushed in.

If there is no error, the dagger can penetrate the ribs, incapacitating the victim without causing death.

The moment the dagger cut through the wind, Fries turned and pulled out a piece of broken wood hidden by the bedside—a wooden awl that she had deliberately sharpened before going to sleep.

The wooden awl pierced the attacker's eye socket, and the excruciating pain made him instinctively open his mouth and howl in agony.

French Fries snatched the dagger and, through the man's open mouth, pierced straight through his skull.

The body fell backward, obstructing the view.

The moment the person rushing in from outside was tripped, a flying kick sent the body and the person flying out of the house.

Before the dizzy group could react, the fries, already in front of them, were already at their feet.

The knife tip pierced the jaw and penetrated the brain, bringing out red and white semen as it emerged from the top of the skull.

His throat was slashed, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Within a few breaths, the entire unit lay in pools of blood, convulsing in death.

French Fries couldn't understand why these people wanted to kill him; they were clearly going their separate ways.

Holding the knife, she stabbed each person in the head and heart, stirring violently until everyone was dead beyond any doubt, before she could finally search for her spoils.

"If it were the jailer or Orange Tea, they probably wouldn't be able to handle it... I hope you guys can have some dried fish too."

As she spoke, she rummaged through her fishing net backpack, pulled out a piece of dried fish, and put it in her mouth to replenish her energy.

Having been trained by the Overlord, French fries have a high resistance to gore—no matter how disgusting they are, they can't match the visual impact of the Overlord's summons.

"Oh?"

French Fries' hand touched the hard, metallic texture of the dead magician's body.

Dirty coins appeared in the bag.

Under the cover of darkness, he carefully counted them and found there were a total of 20 Lion King silver coins, which made French Fries beam with joy.

I used to need to figure out how to make money, but now I can only feel grateful.

After finally managing to clear out the valuables and walk a short distance, they heard the sounds of fighting again.

Is this day some kind of auspicious day, marked with the words "suitable for killing"?
"A valiant adventurer taking on 10 at once? That's incredibly brave!"

Carrying dried fish, I accidentally wandered into a fries bar near a battle zone, only to inexplicably discover... the fighting had stopped.

The larger group noticed him in the shadows and, enraged, chased after him.

"Woo..."

Morning dew dripped onto his face, and the potato chips sleeping on the branch reluctantly opened their eyes.

"Why are all my dreams about this period of time... Can't I dream about Potato and the others?"

She rubbed her aching neck and kept complaining.

After training an unofficial apprentice named Farn, she continued her journey. On her westward journey across Anna, she would spend a few copper coins at taverns to use their washrooms and thoroughly cleanse her smelly body.

This was the most painful thing for her after she transmigrated.

Without convenient access to resources, even taking a bath has become a luxury.

Their diet was comparable to that of savages; they ate unsalted animal meat for countless days and nights.

At this moment, if there were a piece of salt in front of her, she would be willing to hug it and lick it for several minutes.

Now I can finally understand why ibex risk their lives to climb for a mouthful of salt.

She has nothing to fear from adventurers of the same level; as long as no high-level mage appears, she can roam freely.

However, due to prolonged insufficient salt intake, French fries feel like they've been sitting out of the pan for too long, limp and lacking energy.

She desperately wanted to find a populated area, but for some reason... she seemed to be lost.

Five days have passed since the last village where supplies were delivered. The only certainty is that I have ventured deep into the southwest of Anna, in the area north of the Broken Hammer Mountains.

Elaevi was not far away.

French Fries vaguely remembers that there was a large tree in this area whose trunk was covered with dark blue flowers.

Her reason for heading towards the southwest corner was to collect Hakiron bonds.

But upon arrival, she discovered that the large trees that matched the description were everywhere.

In late autumn, these vibrant and enchanting deep blue flowers bloom suddenly at night, like clusters of will-o'-the-wisps illuminating the tranquil forest.

French fries were made using an exhaustive method, digging up tree after tree.

"No……"

"Why isn't there anything?"

"Ugh?"

"how come!"

French fries put in all their effort, only to find their heads throbbing.

Is it a memory lapse, or has someone already taken it?

It's only been about three months since it landed. Can anyone really do it that fast?
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began, and French Fries was trapped in the woods, unable to move.

The subsequent days of dense fog further impaired her ability to judge directions.

French Fries, who was trying to find a village to stay in again, suddenly realized... he was lost!

All around were dense vegetation, with no landmarks to refer to.

The monsters were no threat; a wolf that came to attack was snapped in the neck, skinned, and put on the shelf.

The meat wasn't very tasty, but my palate had started to get used to the rough texture of the fries.

With plenty of drinking water, she continued along the stream, convinced that she would find people along the way.

Suddenly, a cold wind arose one day, and she realized with horror that she might have left the territory of the Ana Empire after nearly a month of wilderness survival.

The vast and desolate forest in the southwest corner is inhabited by only a few areas with intelligent creatures similar to elves, while the vast majority of the area is occupied by monsters with low intelligence.

At this point, there is no other way but to grit your teeth and keep going. Turning back will only take more time and might even lead to getting lost again.

As the chill deepened, French Fries was covered with a wolf fur blanket.

The wolf wanted to taste the flavor of fries.

The fries' eyes lit up as it took a liking to its fluffy fur.

Both sides agreed that it was a wonderful meeting, a perfect delivery.

French fries had the last laugh, and after finishing the dried fish, her most anticipated activity was the monster raid.

Seeing different monsters slide tackle her, she always felt a little embarrassed.

They provide food and clothing, and even polish the removed teeth into melee weapons—they're so generous!

Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it and gradually realized that getting lost wasn't such a bad thing.

While rehabilitating combat skills, I avoided all possible events that Anna might encounter, completely letting go and allowing Potato to take full control.

"Oh, it's snowing?"

Watching the snowflakes fall from the sky, French Fries took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of white mist.

The magic power, which had already awakened to the second tier, ignited a ring of fire that enveloped the body and dispelled the increasingly violent cold wind.

"We need to find a place to stay..."

Unable to find a suitable tree hollow or a spacious cave, Fries' plan to seize the monster's dwelling repeatedly failed.

She walked for an unknown amount of time before suddenly stopping.

"Ok?"

Not far away, a huge bear, covered in snowflakes, was rushing across the snow with a sheep in its mouth.

Excited, she slowly drew the short knife from behind her.

"It's cold, but at least we can have mutton!"

French Fries licked his lips and followed the footprints in the snow.

"You mean, this kind of ram has the most energy and the strongest breeding desire, and you want to get more of them?"

"I need to inspect the goods before I can pay you. At most, you can lick it."

"You're so capable, why don't you come over tomorrow and help me move bricks? I have a lot of loose stones here, and I need to move them a bit further away."

From afar, the fries could hear voices.

The familiar Anna language.

How could anyone be in such a godforsaken place?
"What's wrong? Why are you tugging at my clothes? Are you in danger?"

Knowing he had been discovered, Fries placed his weapon in a position where the other party could easily observe him, then spread his arms and walked to an open area.

"No offense intended, I was just lost..."

"..."

"..."

"fries?"

"Orange tea?"

Seeing the orange tea surrounded by a group of deer and squirrels, French Fries leaned back slightly.

It seems... the Tea Master is living a very comfortable life.

(End of this chapter)