T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 670, Page 669: Because of your bad luck
The new estate was ultimately located deep within the primeval forest that the Tea God and the Winged Deer team had already explored and preliminarily cleared.

Thanks to the existing blueprints for the Jailer's Manor, the decoration style and overall layout were perfectly replicated. Therefore, the only problem during the construction process was just one word – money.

In order to prevent the jailer from once again "solely taking the lead" and easily winning the naming rights of the new home, Kesha did not hesitate to sell all the treasures he had accumulated during his time in the Falling Star Sea to Queen Mirrorheart, generously giving away his money.

Eleravia even painfully plucked off several dragon scales containing pure magic to obtain construction funds, vowing to defend the reputation of the new manor and never allow it to be "tainted" by the word "jailer" again.

Faced with this "heavy" blow, the jailer seemed very disappointed and muttered resentfully.

"What deep malice... Is the money I earn from painting really that rotten?"

The question stemmed from a desire to avoid being gossiped about, such as, "Are you from the Jailer's Manor?"

The boundary between reality and illusion, or rainbow rain, are both better than this name!

Practice makes perfect. The construction team was still the same master craftsman they had worked with before, and the person in charge of supervising the work was still Irelia. The whole scene felt like time had turned back two years.

Jiang Heyi's move was also a precautionary measure.

Before descending upon the world of Anna, the Overlord had speculated that even if they successfully completed the "correction" mission, they might not be able to leave this world for the time being.

He wasn't the type to wait until the last minute to prepare; it was always wise to perfect his future retreat in advance.

The progress between Sloan and Alna is quite encouraging.

A very hazy, budding feeling is quietly sprouting between the two.

This couldn't be called love yet; it was merely a pure mutual attraction that drove them to want to know more about each other and get closer.

Everyone involved in the virtual-real boundary issue has a lot to say on this.

French Fries' liking for Jiang Heyi gradually developed from the fact that playing games together and teasing each other was fun.

You'd be hard to dislike someone who can make you so angry you feel dizzy, but still shows up on time the next day to play games together.

Moreover, at that time, the two were simply drawn to each other because they were both addicted to gaming.

Every game requires a couple of rounds on Mars. Whether it's fun or not is another matter, just ask yourself if you'll even log in.

If the other party shows hesitation, it's common practice to simply place an order for the game on their behalf.

What else is there to say? You gave me a game, that's so kind of you! Let's just suffer together!

Two penniless students, in order to return a game to each other after the other sent them one, saved up every penny. Looking back, they realized that their body temperature had risen two degrees Celsius when they huddled together.

The bed scene was much simpler; she just wanted to know how good Mo Yu's personality really was, that he could tolerate Du Jingwen for two and a half years.

After learning about it, it's hard not to take the initiative—based on her existing memories, as long as she's not decisive enough, mysterious women circling around the squid will keep appearing.

Luckily, she arrived first.

First of all, it really works!
According to Siyuanti, Nongya continued to follow him purely out of a liking for niche, hidden gems among contestants.

Originally, I thought that as long as the boundary between the virtual and the real became popular, I would be a long-time fan of the Four Primal Bodies and could show off.

As they got to know each other better, they ended up getting married.

Sigh, now this is truly the most senior and longest-standing fanbase on the boundary between reality and fiction.

Orange tea and prison guard are slightly different.

In Orange Tea's words, she felt that their relationship was like she was raising a dog.

"Suckling, come here~~"

The jailer would lick his lips and come over happily.

Liking the jailer is like liking a dog... It sounds weird, but the jailer will respond loudly when he hears that.

"Ah, I want to be the dog that makes orange tea~~~"

It's nice to be young and innocent.

Seeing the occasional stutters they make when they talk, as someone who's been through it all, I can always see a reflection of my own past.

Wick occasionally visits the mansion of the jailer in Fragrant City, so he naturally knows who Sloan has been getting close to lately.

Subtly, Kurien made no comment on this, seemingly unconcerned about Alna's special identity as a ghost.

“They’re certain we’ll help,” Jiang Heyi said bluntly. “All they need to do is keep it a secret. Maybe the internal security guards are already fabricating Alna’s identity and past.”

Elsa asked curiously, "Could it be that the jailer can create special dolls that allow for inheritance by offspring?"

This is knowledge that even the legendary tank, Gorcalon, doesn't possess.

The inheritance of offspring is closely related to bloodlines, and in the world of Ana magic, it is almost taboo knowledge.

Once this breakthrough is achieved, it means that the undead and those who seek immortality will have the means to break through the insurmountable barrier of lifespan and death.

"It's all because I'm worried," the jailer whistled. "Just because my current abilities aren't up to the task doesn't mean I can't get outside help."

Elsa's eyes widened.

"dominate……"

She swallowed.

"But... are they willing?"

"Why not?" Jiang Heyi was amused by Elsa's cautious appearance. "When you used the summoning spell to broadcast it through the loudspeaker and forcefully 'attracted' them here, shouldn't you have been quite familiar with the personalities of these Overlords?"

Elsa was speechless for a moment, recalling her recklessness back then, and after a long while, she laughed embarrassedly.

Perhaps it was because of that "intimate" conversation between Devlan and the Overlord that she now had a somewhat respectful but distant attitude towards the art of summoning.

Having broken free from the vicious cycle, Anna's life, like a thawing stream, began to flow steadily forward.

Autumn passes and winter comes.

As autumn turned to winter, Xiangfeng City was covered by a rare heavy snowfall, turning the world into a silver-white wonderland.

The cold wind howled, but it couldn't dispel the warmth within the mansion at the boundary between reality and illusion.

The group gathered around the fire, chatting and laughing. The oil dripped from the grill, sizzling as it did so. Various fruit wines and delicacies filled the long table.

This is everyone's daily routine after a six-month break.

The leisurely and comfortable days will be abruptly interrupted by an urgent communication from the distant jailer's manor.

Only Bonnie and the gentle, black-and-white bull remained at the jailer's manor.

Bonnie's voice came through the communication array, filled with obvious surprise and bewilderment. With just one sentence, she instantly silenced the noisy scene of the impromptu singing party that was taking place amidst the falling snow.

"Commander Potato, a doll has fallen from the sky."

The others, slightly tipsy, couldn't understand these strange words.

Jiang Heyi's dazed eyes suddenly widened.

"anything else?"

Thanks to the continuously maintained communication array, Bonnie could clearly hear Jiang Heyi's questions.

She stared intently at the figure not far away, deeply embedded in the fluffy snow, motionless—a delicate and beautiful girl doll with long, smooth black hair.

She responded somewhat blankly, "No, that's all... She hasn't moved since she fell."

"Then how did you become so certain that she was a doll?" Jiang Heyi pressed for details.

“Because… when she landed, she seemed to fall apart…” Bonnie’s voice trembled with uncertainty, “One of her hands… flew out and hit the white bull in the face. But, not a drop of blood was drawn, so… it’s obviously not a real person.”

Gradually, everyone came to their senses.

"Could this be..." Elsa swallowed hard, "...the arrival of the Overlord?"

“The Overlord isn’t that fragile,” Fries denied. Although the communication array was burning through a lot of magic every moment, Bonnie couldn’t care less at the moment and had White Bull bring basket after basket of magic to her side to refill it.

Potato has given the order: communication must remain open!
The bells, signifying the approach of midnight, echoed over the tranquil manor, where only the sound of wind and snow remained.

The cold moonlight struggled to penetrate the sparse clouds and the still-falling snowflakes, sparingly casting dappled and hazy halos of light onto the doll that had sunk into the snow pit.

Its dress, made of some unknown material, gleamed with an unnatural, overly delicate sheen under the moonlight, clashing with the rough, primitive snowscape around it.

Just then, the doll's left leg, which had been twisted at an extremely unnatural angle, twitched very slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The movement was extremely subtle, like a malfunctioning internal mechanism at work, or like some force trying to take back control of the body.

Under Bonnie's horrified gaze, the doll's hand, which had just struck the white bull's cheek while lying on the snow, suddenly bent and twitched very slightly at its slender fingertips, as if it were silently groping for something.

"Bonnie...help me up."

The doll's voice was somewhat choppy and jerky, giving Bonnie a slightly eerie feeling.

The other person knows her name!

Jiang Heyi, far away in Xiangfeng City, clearly heard the puppet speak through the magic array, and his doubts dissipated.

"Go help."

Following Potato's instructions, Bonnie, without suspicion, picked up the severed hand and handed it to the swaying doll, watching as she casually pressed it back onto the broken end, the flesh and blood reconnecting.

Seemingly knowing where the magic circle led, she staggered into it.

"Heyi, come pick me up."

"Your voice is a little hoarse. I'd like to confirm who you are first?"

Jiang Heyi didn't mean any pranks; it was just that the doll's voice was hoarse at that moment.

"She's a great teacher who gives French fries advice and paves the way for you and Kesha~~~"

At the other end of the magic circle, Jiang Heyi rubbed his forehead.

He suddenly felt a heaviness in his head.

The voice was hoarse and unclear; it was impossible to tell who was speaking.

This is no challenge for Ms. Vanessa at all!

The obvious anti-counterfeiting features dispelled even Jiang Heyi's few remaining suspicions.

Renee and Peppermint's mother made the trip themselves, working tirelessly until dawn, and brought the doll back to the mansion.

French Fries asked, "Won't talking in a dark room affect the signal?"

"As long as you don't create any magic-suppressing items, it's not a big problem."

The existence of the Overlord is known only to a small group of people at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, and its secrecy is very high.

"Potato, what should we do in front of the Sovereign?" Gloria asked nervously. "Is kneeling on one knee the proper etiquette for nobles, or should we perform a more devout and solemn double-knee kowtow?"

"Just like usual, the way things are now, the Overlord doesn't care."

We had told everyone before that the ruler was easygoing and amiable, but as the moment of his arrival approached, everyone was still a little uneasy.

Ultimately, it is an entity that can determine the fate of the Anna world.

One hundred years ago, before the cycle began, in Devilland, they easily crushed the high-ranking officials of Eternal Night with an unstoppable force.

In their eyes, the standards for measuring combat power in this world, such as 8th and 9th tiers, are as ridiculous as children playing house.

Helping the doll to sit down, Jiang Heyi couldn't wait to ask.

"Teacher, did we succeed?"

You could hear a pin drop at that scene.

“It seems that…” the doll’s lips moved, “that the history of the Anna world is flowing in the right direction and has been restored.”

There were no cheers, only silent embraces and tears welling up in people's eyes.

Despite indulging in pleasures for the past six months, many people still feel anxious about the future when they wake up in the middle of the night.

I fear that everything is just a fleeting dream before destruction, and that all beauty is but a short-lived, fragile bubble.

At this moment, the ruler's almost definitive answer allowed them to release the repression and tension hidden deep within their hearts, which they poured out in tears.

Jiang Heyi was entangled by Kexia's tail, and French Fries was also affectionately pressing their foreheads against his.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

I cleared the level on my first try with dung.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to play a second round.

"Why doesn't the teacher come in person?" Orange Tea wondered.

Vanessa explained, "Although the forward flow of time has resumed, the effects of the previous chaos still remain, which means that the arrival of time still carries a risk."

After hesitating for a moment, Golia mustered up her courage and spoke.

"My Lord, I am Gloria from the Anna World... Thank you for giving us the boundary between reality and illusion, thus changing the cycle."

"I...uh, I just want to figure something out..."

The doll smiled slightly: "No need to be nervous."

That gentleness seemed to contain a soothing power, and Gloria quickly cleared her thoughts.

"As a being of the Anna world, all I want to know is, what exactly happened in this world?"

Vanessa pondered for a moment.

Let me use an analogy that you can understand.

"The Anna world is like a book placed on a table."

"One day, dust suddenly fell from the window and soiled the characters on the book."

"The original text was written in a clear and coherent manner, but due to the presence of dust, the meaning of the words became unclear and the text could not be read smoothly."

"From a global perspective, Anna's World gets stuck in a vicious cycle the moment it becomes disjointed."

“Words smudged by dust are key points that affect the forward flow of time, and someone must manually remove the smudges.”

"Whether it's rewriting or simply cleaning up the dust to reveal the original history, it's all acceptable."

Having understood the reason behind the Anna vicious cycle, all the Anna natives present were speechless with shock.

The truth behind the world's existential crisis is...

"Why?" Gloria asked, puzzled. "Why would this happen in Anna? And where did the dust come from?"

This time, Vanessa remained silent.

After a long while, a male voice intervened.

Jiang Heyi recognized the owner of the voice—the Three-in-One Coal Ball, the master of summoning!

"The answer may be somewhat cruel."

"Because you're unlucky."

"That's all."

(End of this chapter)