T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 608, Section 607: French Fries Have Truly Become the Dynasty

The fries deliveryman, observing that the two were getting along well, smiled and put down the fries, potato pancakes, taro pastries, and maple buns that the potato had just made.

Mint always felt that everyone treated her diet planning like feeding livestock.

Regardless of whether you can eat it or not, you need to have enough choices.

Her study room was filled with dried fruit and meat, which she used to replenish her energy when she was tired.

I don't know how the boundary between reality and illusion was made, but the flavor is even more intense than that of the top chefs in the academy.

"Sister French Fries, how do you guys deal with the food you can't finish?"

There were no livestock being raised, nor were there any extra servants to help with digestion. Could it be that all the food that was plentiful every day was simply thrown away?

French Fries glanced at Elaine Vie, who was accompanying her to school, and smiled: "You don't need to worry about that. Anyway, nothing was wasted."

"Hakilong, you will temporarily take over the practical training of Mint."

Elaevi flicked her tail.

It wasn't that I was unwilling, but I was puzzled as to why it was suddenly pushed onto her.

“We’re going out for a while, and we don’t know when we’ll be back. The Jailer’s Manor and Mint are in your hands,” Fries said. “If necessary, you can show off your skills.”

Elaeva understood the implication.

This allows you to transform into your true form and scare people in an emergency.

She feigned nonchalance and asked, "Is there any danger?"

"Highly unlikely."

"High probability?"

"Potato never speaks definitively, I'm just relaying what he said." Fries patted Hagiron's shoulder. "Don't worry about it, just take good care of Mint and protect the home, that's your biggest contribution right now."

"You're saying I'll have a chance to contribute later on?" Elaine raised an eyebrow. "I have a feeling your potato really has prophetic abilities, some kind of weird talent like future vision."

French fries smiled but did not answer.

Hagiron suddenly thought of a major problem.

"If you all leave, who will cook?"

"Just eat this, and besides, it's okay if you don't eat it."

"But I'm used to having my teeth filled by you guys, and dishes made with squid are really delicious."

"In short, all the ingredients are ready, just don't starve to death."

The sound of fries fading away echoed between the two in the study.

The two, one big and one small, stared at each other, as if asking...

"Don't you know how either?"

Mint scratched her cheek.

"It's alright, Hagiron. Food and medicine share the same origin. I can try using the methods of refining magic potions."

"Hagiron" shrank its neck.

"It's okay, I don't need to be hungry."

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The shrieking wind howls over the snow-covered mountains.

Locals rarely venture deep into the Screamer Snow Mountain, where the boundless white snow has buried countless arrogant hunters.

The practice of hunting in the mountains on a large scale only in the height of summer reflects a deep-rooted sense of awe in the local people.

The boundary between reality and illusion is irrelevant.

Covered in snow, the group took turns using magic to accelerate, acting as the engine to lead the way at breakneck speed.

As evening approached, after crossing another mountain, a vast, almost perpetually frozen lake came into view.

The setting sun cast its last rays upon the lake, making the entire frozen lake resemble a giant sapphire nestled in the embrace of the mountains.

Local hunters call it "Seeking Fish Lake".

The snow piled up on the shore into soft curves, and occasionally you could see the claw marks left by monsters, stretching all the way to the lake.

Beneath the ice, large, dark shadows could be vaguely seen moving slowly, their backs brushing against the ice floor and stirring up tiny bubbles.

In freshwater lakes that haven't been extensively fished, you can see two or three plump fish floating belly-up when you throw a stone into them.

Qiuyu Lake is the most important part of the local monster ecosystem, comparable to a self-service cafeteria.

In addition, it is an important historical landmark.

He witnessed Dussel murdering his master, killing his fiancée, rising to power, and two demon hunts.

The Great Snow Mountain Demon has no fixed coordinates; it wanders like a ghost in an energy form throughout the entire Great Snow Mountain range of the Screamer.

Jiang Heyi also considered meeting the metasequoia tree in advance, obtaining the token, and attracting the evil spirit to appear.

After being reminded by the fries, I gave up.

Without establishing contact with the demons of the Great Snow Mountain, rashly approaching with the aura of another demon could trigger a shock, instantly opening a top-tier instance at the boundary between reality and illusion.

Adhering to the idea that the simplest solution is often the best, they made several wooden signs at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, inscribed with the words "Are the demons here?"

Upon arriving at Qiuyu Lake, everyone took signs and planted them around the temporary campsite.

Jiang Heyi and Moyu silently took out their kitchen utensils and lit the campfire and stove.

Looking at the two eager-to-try individuals, Orange Tea asked, "Are you really going to do this?"

Jiang Heyi spent a long time choosing before finding the "equipment" she wanted.

"Just treat it as a vacation. Since we're already here, we should at least give it a try, right?"

He and Cuttlefish each chose a large rock and smashed it down heavily through one of the few remaining gaps in the ice on the shore.

The stone shattered the thin ice with a whooshing sound, and with two muffled "plop" sounds, it created ripples on the lake surface.

Fine bubbles immediately rose around the ice cave, like a bottle of champagne being opened underwater.

A few seconds later, two jet-black fish, about half a meter long, floated up belly up.

"Wow, that's amazing!" the jailer exclaimed in astonishment. "I want to try too!"

The fish in Qiuyu Lake do not shy away from people; on the contrary, the sounds of people on the lake shore attract them to slowly gather.

Like a school of fish that had been raised and heard the bell for feeding time, they swarmed in with a splashing sound, water flying everywhere.

The squid meat has been dissected and placed on the grill; the charred aroma of the fat is mouthwatering.

French Fries patted Jiang Heyi, who was performing abdominal surgery on a fish, thoughtfully.

"Don't you think... it's strange that these fish aren't afraid of people?"

Jiang Heyi frowned slightly.

She continued, "Logically speaking, there should be many monsters visiting this area to fish for food. How can they be so careless? They're ridiculously stupid."

In that instant, Jiang Heyi thought of a piece of information.

The fish here are raised by "people"!

On the windless lakeshore, a sudden snowstorm struck.

The wind and snow suddenly froze on the lake surface, as if the suspended ice crystals had been paused.

The afterglow of the setting sun faded rapidly as if swallowed by ink, replaced by a viscous, eerie shadow rising from the center of the lake.

The darkness seemed to writhe with life, covering the ice surface with a layer of frost-white that was distinct from the cold and deathly stillness.

Orange Tea swallowed hard: "Now I know why..."

A giant bull made of bones slowly emerged, its empty eye sockets glowing with pale green ghost flames.

Its body is made up of countless twisted animal bones, with light green fluorescent particles like tar flowing from the seams between the bones.

A look that everyone feels familiar with.

Jiang Heyi nodded, and the fries understood, taking a few steps towards him.

"No need to pretend anymore, I know it's you, the Great Snow Mountain Demon."

The giant bull's ghostly shadow enveloped the fries, yet she remained calm and composed.

A hollow sound echoed in the wind and snow.

"Who...who are you people?"

"For now, we can call ourselves the boundary between the real and the virtual."

"..."

The demon from the Great Snow Mountain remained silent for a while before speaking again.

"Who revealed the secrets of the boundary between reality and illusion to you?"

“First, eliminate the Anna royal family, whom you suspect the most,” Fries said, pacing around the demon with his hands behind his back, completely unfazed by its oppressive aura. “Then eliminate the one you hate the most, Dussel.”

"Boom!" The cold wind howled, whipping up the snow that had accumulated on the ground.

The snowflakes pelted the fries, but she remained unmoved, her eyes burning as she stared directly into the demon's eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips.

The demon from the Great Snow Mountain concealed its aura.

"It's unusual that you know so many secrets."

"Ordinary people wouldn't know these secrets and come looking for you."

The enormous bull-like eyes of the Great Snow Mountain Demon were almost pressed against the face of the French fries, trying to find an emotional weakness.

Listening closely, Fries' heartbeat remained normal, and his expression remained calm and composed, as if the name "demon" was merely a laughable rumor.

Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, French Fries reached out and pushed aside the enormous bull skull.

"Now that we've finished introducing ourselves, you must be wondering why we're here, right?"

The demon from the Great Snow Mountain pondered, "I am curious about everything about you... Very well, explain your purpose."

"Perhaps within 15 days, perhaps within 20 days, in any case, during this time, something will happen that will make you so angry that you will have to leave the snowy mountain."

The demon from the snowy mountain pressed, "What is it?"

"You'll find out, but not now."

"I don't like riddles; you're playing with fire."

French Fries stared directly into his empty eye sockets.

"You have a human form, a replica of a teacher who froze to death on a snowy mountain while trying to save his students."

An eerie silence hung between several people, blurring the line between evil and reality.

Quiet, viscous, and suffocating.

The skeletal giant bull's shell melted like a snowman under the scorching sun.

Beneath that towering beastly body, the refined young man's eyes were filled with suspicion.

“Even in Düsseldorf, I have never shown this attitude… Who exactly are you?”

The demon was surrounded by a tangible flow of magic, a spell powerful enough to distort the mind.

"If you want to use mental magic on me, why not wait until after this conversation?"

"You know a lot."

The demon of the Great Snow Mountain felt he had no secrets in front of French fries.

He tried hard to peer into the fries, to sense them, but they remained cold and hard, offering no response whatsoever.

It's not just empty talk.

He gave in.

"Go on."

Fries continued pacing: "When the day comes, don't rush into anything. We'll be waiting for you in the ruins of the town that commemorates that teacher, and we'll tell you what to do then."

"..."

"..."

After staring at each other for a long time, French Fries took out what he had in his pocket.

"Dragon scales?"

"Although we may not be able to convince you, this will let you know that Elaevi has already cooperated with us."

After another long silence, the Great Snow Mountain Demon nodded.

“I’ll accept this riddle for now.” He glanced at the fire and cautioned, “It’s almost burnt.”

Cuttlefish laughed and said, "It's alright, it'll taste even better if it's a little charred. I've been keeping an eye on the heat."

The demon of the Great Snow Mountain even showed a hint of helplessness.

Is he truly worthy of the title "demon"?

The person he was talking to remained calm throughout and even dared to touch him.

The chef, seemingly oblivious to the danger, even had the leisure to flip the grilled fish over.

French fries relaxed and took the initiative to invite him.

"Hey demon, want to try my potato cooking? It's delicious."

The demons' understanding of the Great Snow Mountain was somewhat shattered.

Are you inviting demons to dinner?

The Ana people have gone mad in a place he doesn't even know, making them strangers to him.
Is his infamy still enough to scare people?

"The resources of Qiuyu Lake nourish the creatures of the Daxueshan area. Harvest as much as you can eat, and don't waste any."

Reminded by the evil spirit, Jiang Heyi also found it difficult to remain calm.

It perfectly matched the information he recalled.

The evil spirits of the Great Snow Mountain have been taking care of Qiuyu Lake. The reason why the Haji fish here are not afraid of people is because they have been fed by the evil spirits.

The ecological and environmental protection ambassadors of Daxueshan Mountain watched them put up signs with cold eyes, too wary to even show themselves.

It wasn't until he saw the prison guard was about to fry fish that he transformed into the fishpond owner and stepped in to stop it.

With this assurance, the evil spirits vanished with the wind, and the surrounding scenery returned to normal.

The sun has set, and the stars hang high in the sky.

French Fries sat back down by the campfire, a smile playing on his lips.

Everyone silently gave her a thumbs up.

Demons aren't like Hagi Dragons; when they're desperate, they can actually use magic to crack open their brains and see the contents of "riddles."

Mental magic is no joke.

The boundary between the virtual and the real is not afraid of being invaded by consciousness; it is only afraid that if evil forces do so, they will be severely damaged instead.

If someone trapped in the cycle were to see information about an interferer outside of this world, they would probably go crazy.

The demon in the snowy mountain recklessly spyes on the area, goes berserk, and the subsequent plot will be fragmented.

Therefore, the choice of person to speak with is very important.

French fries did it.

The charm of a skilled actor.

The charm of constantly immersing oneself in and switching between characters while writing a novel, and the ability to murmur and express oneself while writing!
The evil spirits are most likely still roaming around, and everyone's praise is very subtle.

Suppressing a laugh under the covers: "Is this the charm of seducing Potato by wearing different clothes and playing different roles? You're even better at it than me~~~"

Cuttlefish chimed in: "I can't even imagine how fast Potato's attack speed used to be. In the game, he could never get a buff and he was always moving like the wind. In real life, it's not bad to have someone give you a buff, right?"

He silently ate his fish, not saying a word.

The jailer praised, "No doubt about it, it's a perfect creation. Now French fries are truly king, and potatoes are just roadside snacks."

Jiang Heyi joked, "Fine, fine, my purpose in existing is to sacrifice myself and give birth to French fries and the French fries gate."

Amidst the noise, the camping trip continued late into the night, and the boundary between reality and illusion rose with a burp.

Before leaving, everyone found a large rock and smashed it down hard.

They ate and took, filling their bowls to the brim.

"Demon, we promise we won't waste it, we'll take it and eat it."

Everyone waved goodbye to the air, looking as relaxed as if they were on vacation.

If Düsseldorf saw this, he would probably question the meaning of life.

At this moment, even the demon began to doubt "life".

He still couldn't figure out the true nature of this group of people. Having existed in the world for so long, they were the most daring in the boundary between reality and illusion.

Time passed quickly, and more than ten days went by, but the demon did not sense any major event that could enrage him.

The unpleasantness of being mocked led him to wander around Qiuyu Lake every day.

"Could those people just be greedy and come here to steal fish?" His thoughts began to seem absurd.

If he can't find a reasonable logical explanation, he'll really feel incredibly frustrated!

"Woo!!!"

The mournful cries of the creatures of the Great Snow Mountain echoed through the wind and snow, resounding deep within his soul.

Before the demon looking down at the fish could even figure out where it was, a series of mournful cries came from all directions.

The snow-capped mountains at night are covered in fluorescent lights.

The souls of the tragically deceased appeared eerily, howling in the direction they were.

The timeframe matches the description perfectly.

(End of this chapter)