T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Huh?" Orange Tea looked bewildered as she listened to the voice message. "But... it's very famous."

"It's a pity that there's no Jingye in the group, otherwise, you could ask him if he would take you to that famous roast duck restaurant to eat roast duck."

Orange Tea didn't understand, but Jiang Heyi did.

Local indigenous people are very strict about whether a specialty dish is authentic or not. Satisfying tourists' desire to try something new and satisfying the needs of locals are two completely different things.

"But if you really want to experience it, it's not impossible. After all, it's an essential part of any trip." The jailer wasn't a rigid person and began to solicit opinions.

The people in the group didn't seem to care much about these things. When traveling, if a local is showing you around, then of course you should go along with the host's arrangements.

It's also a good opportunity to experience the extravagant lifestyle of the prison guard.

"Extravagant, extravagant my ass! I have no status at home. If it weren't for you guys coming, I wouldn't be able to spend any more money." The prison guard was still complaining in the voice chat. "Sigh, I finally managed to earn 20 before I could feel a little more comfortable."

The restaurant chosen by the prison guard was very business-oriented, specializing in business meetings and emphasizing privacy. The decor was elegant yet exuded a luxurious charm. Jiang Heyi knew his wallet was going to bleed without even looking at the menu.

After giving the name "Yuan Shucheng," the waiter led Jiang Heyi and the other person to the private room.

The private room is very large. In addition to the dining area, there is also a tea room and a lounge.

Prison guard Yuan Shucheng was sitting at the round table in the hall, studying the menu, when he heard the sound and immediately looked up.

A brown plaid short-sleeved shirt, linen shorts, and gray Crocs made up the entire outfit of the prison guard.

How should I describe it? It had a very relaxed feel, and it was pretty much exactly the style they had imagined.

Before coming, the prison guard had jokingly called himself a fat otaku, but after seeing him in person, Jiang Heyi thought of that classic joke about offline gatherings.

Before meeting them, they all called themselves Fatty, but once you actually met them, they were all incredibly handsome.

Damn it, you betrayed the fat otaku!

The prison guard isn't a typical fat otaku. Aside from his lower body being a bit chubby, his upper body is quite well-proportioned, but his overall proportions are a bit off.

In his words, it was caused by his prolonged sitting.

His life was very regular throughout his four years of university.

Eat, drink, play, and sleep.

As for studying, I just barely managed to pass all the courses and get my diploma.

He also felt very depressed, but unfortunately, his older brother was too outstanding, and he simply couldn't compare.

In addition, since he couldn't find any pursuits for himself, he could only indulge in games to find some solace.

Its body gradually became bloated, turning into a docile, large nocturnal animal, a fat otaku.

This is also the main reason why he got to know Jiang Heyi and others.

In his words, "I don't steal, I don't rob, I don't commit crimes, I'm not a spendthrift, I play games, and I feel pretty good as a harmless person."

If it weren't for the appearance of the Stars of Proof, which made his daily routine much more regular, his weight loss plan wouldn't have been so regular.

I've lost 12 pounds in a month, which means I've achieved my initial goal.

If I increase the intensity a bit more and stick to it for six months, I estimate I can get back to the physique I had when I first entered university.

"Wearing glasses, looking all refined, you must be Squid." The prison guard greeted him warmly as soon as they met.

Although it's a stereotype, he was actually right.

"Still wearing black-rimmed glasses, tsk tsk, is this a tribute?"

The offline prison guard is even stronger.

The network limited his output due to the screen.

"Sigh, I'm so disappointed that He Yi isn't Fei Fei."

Jiang Heyi sighed, "You're too good at talking."

“I definitely wouldn’t dare to speak like that if it were anyone else,” the jailer said matter-of-factly.

That makes some sense. In university dorms, people who are very close to each other would joke about being father and son.

If you're as unlucky as Orange Tea and end up with a bunch of disgusting people, it's no joke; you have to be constantly on guard against stepping on landmines in your daily interactions.

"You claim your income is being controlled, yet you know what good food is available in such a business-like place. I have a feeling you're lying."

After Jiang Heyi sat down, he took a sip of tea. The refreshing aroma of the tea spread between his teeth after swallowing, with a lingering aftertaste and a sweetness that went straight to his nose, making his breath feel fresh.

Even someone who doesn't know much about tea can tell it's good tea just by taking a sip.

"This wasn't brought from here, although I've heard their tea is quite good."

The jailer took a can of unlabeled dark green tea from the cabinet behind him and continued.

"I just grabbed a can from my dad's study. I think it's one he drinks often. Mmm, it really is delicious."

This……

They started to worry about the jailer's future source of income.

"I didn't choose the location," the jailer explained. "My dad suggested that I have my first meal here. Sigh, he said it was a suggestion, but it was actually a request. I had no choice but to accept it. Anyway, he'll pay for everything. So don't hold back when you order, eat as much as you want."

That jailer is such an abstract, ridiculous person. Has he ever considered that it's his family's money?

"Dong dong dong~~~"

With a creak, the waiter opened the door.

The person who arrived was about 1.78 meters tall, with a straight and slender figure and an ordinary face with distinct features.

He was startled when he noticed that there were already people in the private room, and seemed a little timid, but in an instant, a smile appeared on his face and the corners of his mouth kept turning up.

Jiang Heyi and the others were also overjoyed, their eyes all focused on his white short-sleeved shirt.

It has a pattern printed on it that makes a seasoned player smile knowingly when they draw it, but others who see it are likely to have their heart and lungs stop—a meteorite.

"The four original bodies, oh my god, this is hilarious, really hilarious." The jailer laughed heartily. "I should have worn something interesting too."

“Look, he can still laugh. If you ask me, you should wear a multi-generational G-shirt; it would definitely give him goosebumps.” Zhong Zemo was also laughing.

"Stop with the cockroaches, we need to eat, we need to eat."

Just mentioning it triggered the PTSD of the Cantonese people, so the jailer quickly changed the subject.

"The men are all here now, only the three women are left." Zhong Zemo pushed the menu to the Four Primal Bodies, letting him take a look first.

"How can you be so sure the original flavor fries are a woman?" the jailer chuckled. "We've never heard her real voice since we met her, have we?"

Within the boundary between reality and virtuality, the character voice used for Original Flavor French Fries is synthesized by the system.

Looking back, the only time anyone had ever truly heard the original voice was once – during the time of Shui Liu Mai.

Original Fries had been inactive in the group for about a year. Considering that she said she was a freshman in college this year, it's not hard to deduce that she disappeared without a word to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Before that, Jiang Heyi had teamed up with her in many games, and they cooperated seamlessly.

And so, Jiang Heyi never heard her real voice.

Because the original flavor fries insisted on typing out the location after dying in the FPS game, Jiang Heyi's blood pressure once soared to the point of explosion.

Anyone who has played FPS games knows how important timely and effective information delivery is.

Upon closer reflection, his current positive mindset is largely a result of being trained by plain fries.

Unfortunately, she went to take the college entrance examination without informing anyone and suddenly disappeared, which made Jiang Heyi feel that his criticism of her for not being able to report the time clearly had offended her.

"Wow, that's so expensive, it's too much of a waste, isn't it?"

The Primordial One's eyes widened when he saw the prices on the menu; he was deeply shocked by the level of hospitality.

When asked what he wanted to eat while traveling in Guangzhou, Siyuanti mentioned wanting to try authentic braised pork trotters rice, which immediately amazed the prison guard.

Forget about the holy grail of working people; even tourists who come here can't stop thinking about a meal of braised pork trotters.

Just as the jailer was about to repeat that it was his father who paid the money, not him, there was another knock on the door.

She is about 1.6 meters tall, with particularly bright and captivating eyes, and slightly curled eyebrows that tremble when she blinks.

Her body was slightly slender, probably due to long-term sun exposure. Her exposed skin had a healthy wheat color, and the tan lines that had not yet faded were faintly visible.

Her entire outfit consisted of a brown striped plaid shirt, over which was a beige short-sleeved shirt, faded blue jeans, and a pair of worn but exceptionally clean white sneakers.

To be honest, she's a bit rustic, but she's the kind of cute person who's likable and makes you want to get close to her.

Combined with a healthy, athletic complexion, it creates a sense of chaos yet harmony.

In short, it looks great!

She adjusted her rimless glasses, glanced somewhat timidly at the waiter beside her, and then asked into the private room, "The boundary between reality and illusion?"

"It feels like..." The Tetraprime was not quite sure.

Jiang Heyi guessed: "Orange tea?"

Orange Tea nodded repeatedly before mustering the courage to enter the private room.

"Holy crap, I'm so happy now!" the jailer exclaimed. "Although the shade is still far off, it'll definitely suit that guy's XP."

"This time it's orange barley tea."

Orange Tea felt dizzy, and the first thing she heard was a topic she couldn't keep up with.

"You know what, this place actually sells orange tea. Want a pot?"

The jailer flipped to the corresponding page of the menu, but only glanced at the orange tea before waving his hand repeatedly.

"39 for a pot of tea? That's too expensive! Too expensive!"

Jiang Heyi spoke on behalf of the prison guard: "There's no need to save money for the prison guard's family. If we don't eat, we might as well."

"Where are you guys, Bed and Fries? 5, 2?

The blanket immediately replied: "On its way, already on its way, it won't be late, don't worry."

The original flavor fries simply replied with two words: "Almost there."

That's so true, that's the essence of offline gatherings—there are always a couple of people who get stuck on their trips for some inexplicable reason.

Want breakfast? Zhang said, "Motto, motto!"

Chapter 115 The First Offline Gathering at the Boundary Between Reality and Illusion (Part Two)

"Are we there yet?"

"We're almost at the door."

"Are we really at the door?"

The moment the jailer sent the message, the waiter helped open the door.

"Hey, you're already at the door, have I ever lied to you?"

Her voice is just like in the game, cheerful and lively, and you can imagine her bouncing around just by listening to it.

The woman in the quilt is about 1.7 meters tall. Her smooth black hair is tied into a high ponytail, which sways up and down with her light steps, as if it is infused with vitality. It vaguely reminds people of a galloping horse, making people marvel at the precision and wonder of the word "ponytail".

The custom-made white silk short-sleeved shirt with the words "boundary between reality and illusion" printed on it is very eye-catching. The beige and burgundy plaid shirt loosely draped over the short-sleeved shirt cannot hide the vigorous and powerful momentum of the four characters written in bold strokes.

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, she looked down at her gray pleated skirt and then at her black and white canvas shoes.

She twisted her shapely, tall body, examined herself, and then belatedly pointed to the four large characters on her chest and abdomen with her fair, slender fingers.

"this?"

Seeing that everyone was interested, Beiwo turned around the gray-white, rice-like large seal backpack behind her.

"Come on, everyone get one. I brought six, but I forgot to ask your sizes, so..."

As she spoke, she pulled out some clothes: "Come on, everyone get one. Even if you can't wear them, you can keep them as a souvenir. I even paid 200 yuan to have someone design the words on them."

"Oh right, who's who among you?"

Then it dawned on her that she hadn't asked his name yet.

After a brief self-introduction, the girl in bed stared at the orange tea with bright eyes.

"Wow, orange tea and barley tea!"

"It's still my favorite jellyfish hairstyle, wow... such fluffy and smooth hair, I'm so envious!"

"Look at those barely visible tan lines, they're so cute!"