T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Who knows? Maybe it's true what the rumors say, they'll be broadcasting game footage in real-world, so players in the game can enjoy it up close." The big guy shrugged.

Jiang Heyi understood: "So these people are all planning to become the first batch of professional players?"

It's a bit absurd, but when I think about how reality is sometimes quite illogical, I immediately feel relieved.

"You can think of it this way: in this new arena, everyone starts with zero experience and nothing to lose. What if you succeed?" the big guy laughed. "With the official balancing model, everyone starts on equal footing. Isn't that much less competitive than in the real world?"

"However, not all of them are people who dream even in their dreams. Many players don't like PVP in the first place. They participate simply for the guild war participation rewards."

Jiang Heyi quickly scratched the seagull that had become real again.

After unfolding the letter, he skipped over the highest level of actual bonus.

The lowest tier of the list includes terms like "universal material fragments," "avatar fragments," and "starry sky gems."

When Jiang Heyi finished his shopping and returned home laden with his purchases, it was already evening in the area where the [Clarity Underground Temple] was located.

As the sun sets, the orange-red sunset glow makes the earth appear "hot," and the shimmering light dances like flames among the treetops.

The chirping of birds returning to the forest all around, along with the wisps of smoke rising from the makeshift campfire built by Zhong Zemo and his companions, made Jiang Heyi feel as if he had been transported back to the countryside of his childhood.

Under the gloomy sky, exhausted from playing, they turned and ran towards home, laughing and joking. On their way home, they were accompanied by the smoke from cooking fires, and the smell of firewood in the air always made them walk even faster.

Having grown accustomed to living alone, Jiang Heyi hadn't experienced the feeling of having someone waiting for her to cook a meal in a long time.

The original-flavor fries and orange tea, who were sitting around the campfire, moved aside in unison to make room for the two of them.

The game also features a hunger mechanic. Players who go without food for an extended period will enter a state of hunger. When hungry, the power of their skills will decrease, and their stamina will be reduced. Eating will slowly relieve the hunger mechanic.

Cooking is one of the life skills in Proof of the Stars.

Some people are content with just eating something to avoid going hungry, while others focus on exploring the effects of different food combinations.

Since there are no guides and no expert has yet unpacked the game data, the current situation for chefs is quite like opening a blind box – it's both novel and exciting.

The person in charge of cooking is Zhong Zemo; he's the one who cooks at home.

Several wild rabbits that were lively and energetic not long ago were skinned, gutted, and skewered.

Jiang Heyi and the prison guard returned just in time; their first proper meal in this world was about to be prepared.

"Where did you get the honey water?"

"I traded some basic materials that dropped earlier, and I also have other seasonings here," Zhong Zemo said with a smile. "I wonder what kind of effects they will produce."

The group received the rabbits from Zhong Zemo and first used their sense of smell to savor the enticing aroma of the meat.

"Sniff sniff~~~ That's really nice."

With one bite, the crispy skin and tender, juicy rabbit meat burst with a savory aroma.

Even though everything is happening in a dream and their brains are being "deceived," they can't help but marvel at it.

"Delicious, cuttlefish, this is what you do!" The jailer was already devouring the rabbit head.

"Is Cuttlefish a chef by profession?" Orange Tea kept tearing off pieces of meat and putting them into her mouth, her face full of curiosity.

"No, I'm a teacher, a history teacher."

The original-flavor fries vendor said, "It's good enough to open a shop."

This was also the first time Jiang Heyi had tasted Zhong Zemo's cooking. Although he could cook, his skills paled in comparison.

"You have enjoyed a delicious meal, and your mind and body are comforted."

"You will not feel tired for 3 hours."

The seagull on the game panel provided a system notification.

"Oh?" Zhong Zemo's message had an additional message: "I think I've unlocked the recipe for honey-roasted rabbit. If I make it skillfully, I can consistently maintain the current state."

The jailer, who was cracking open the rabbit's skull with his bare hands and breaking its head, immediately burst into laughter.

"The team has made a decision: you'll be the chef!"

Zhong Zemo was taken aback. He wasn't being modest; how could a history teacher like him become the team's personal chef?

But seeing everyone praising the craftsman, Zhong Zemo seemed to recall something, and was first saddened, but then he laughed heartily.

"Looks like besides carrying a shield, I'll also have to take on the role of battlefield cook."

"It's not impossible that we'll be fighting in the front while you're frantically cooking in the back," Jiang Heyi joked.

"The stage is huge." He continued eating his plain fries slowly and deliberately.

"A stage?" the jailer exclaimed. "The stove is huge!"

The new book's group number is 737635354. Those who want to urge for updates or make leopard soup (a type of slang term for a specific type of food) can join.

(Although I think the ultimate fate of novel-themed groups is to talk about everything except novels, since you want it, I can only give it to you.)

Finally, please write a chapter and read it further. This is really, really important to the seal!

Chapter 13 [The Boundary Between Reality and Illusion]

Jiang Heyi reminded everyone else that the system announcement delivered by the seagull messenger had caught their attention.

The jailer explained, "The rewards are pretty good. As long as you participate, you can enter a lottery. If you do well, you can also get some rare materials. The top ten will receive cash rewards and a direct invitation to the first competition."

“But it has to be PVP.” Zhong Zemo looked troubled.

The man with the plain fries took out an apple, took a bite, and said expressionlessly, "I've never felt happy in PVP."

Although it was just a joke, in reality, most of the players Jiang Heyi knew preferred to outwit the computer and had little interest in PVP, and were seriously disgusted by the manufacturers forcing players to participate in PVP.

Especially PVP games that include social elements.

In this respect, Proof of the Stars does a pretty good job. It is said that they will build models based on players' behavior data. Some particularly war-crazy players who like to cause trouble will be unable to enter the "world bubble" of players with normal behavior models, thus interfering with their daily activities.

No one knows the specific algorithm, and the community is eagerly awaiting the appearance of the first battle maniac to demonstrate it to everyone.

“But…” Zhong Zemo looked at the participation prizes that were within easy reach, “Why not take them?”

The jailer nodded: "We have orange tea, it would be a waste not to take advantage of these chances to win prizes. As for the rewards for higher rankings, let's leave it to fate."

Unbeknownst to many, orange tea has become a chosen one worth venturing into the chaotic waters of PVP, a chance to gain room to maneuver.

"Then let's just get by, wherever it takes us."

The suggestion of plain fries was approved by everyone.

"Who will be the president?" Zhong Zemo looked around at everyone.

As expected, all eyes fell on Jiang Heyi.

The jailer chimed in, "Since you're already the captain, why not also be the president?"

Zhong Zemo chimed in, "It's the same old saying: the capable are more secure."

"Why are you looking at me? I have no problem with it." Plain fries turned their head away.

With everyone in agreement, Jiang Heyi immediately spent 8 purple materials to unlock the guild function.

"Uh, I don't mind being the guild leader, but let's decide on a name for the guild?" Jiang Heyi was bad at naming guilds, and he scanned everyone's faces with a questioning look.

Zhong Zemo replied without hesitation: "The fantasy land favored by the gods."

Electronic Viet Cong presence.

"Congratulations, someone else has already registered it."

The jailer's eyes lit up: "The Divine Stele."

If possible, Jiang Heyi doesn't want people to reveal their guild names, as it will attract pursuit and attacks in the conflict zone.

but……

"Has someone actually registered this already?"

The jailer quickly offered an alternative: "Then, this piece of land will do."

"..."

Jiang Heyi chose to look at the original flavor fries, who had not yet spoken.

"I have no opinion."

It's up to you to make the orange tea.

"Since the game begins after we fall asleep... what about the boundary between reality and illusion?"

A guild can't just be full of idiots; it needs normal people like Orange Tea!

Amidst applause, Jiang Heyi clicked "Confirm".

"Guild, [Boundary Between Reality and Illusion], created successfully."

"Your guild site is under construction and is expected to be completed in three days."

"Offering a bounty can speed up the construction process."

Issuing a bounty is similar to raising a doll; you need to provide materials to feed it.

Jiang Heyi, who knew nothing about the other functions of the guild, decided to browse the community after logging off before making a decision. After all, no matter what game it is, there are always pioneers with an exploratory spirit. It would be good to learn from them.

As night deepened, the underground temple, nestled in the mountains and forests, fell into complete silence.

As everyone's game logout notification sounded simultaneously, a wisp of pale mist, bathed in the bright moonlight, slowly rose from the deep pit that had already been dug.

As time passed, the fog gradually solidified, and the nun's spirit became clearer.

"Thank you, thank you..." She looked at herself in the deep pit and began to sob.

Jiang Heyi asked, "Now, can you tell me what exactly happened here?"

"Please, cut the thread that's sewing my lips shut."

Before Orange Tea could even take a step, Zhong Zemo stopped her.

After signaling everyone to be on high alert, Jiang Heyi said seriously, "You have to put our minds at ease."

If the seal is broken and a powerful boss is released, then all their efforts will have been in vain.

Blood tears welled in the nun's empty eyes and streamed down her pale cheeks.

"Why...why won't you believe us...we've been protecting you...saving you all along, why...why..."

His trembling voice was filled with sorrow.

"This is the last chance to save you... I don't hate you, I just beg you... don't make the wrong choice again."

Everyone looked at each other, hesitant.

With the Starry Sky Gemstone he got from the Orange Tea, even if everyone was wiped out by an unexpected accident, he could quickly return. So Jiang Heyi nodded to the Original Flavor Fries.

Let's have some fun and see what's really going on.

The last thread sealing the mouth loosened and broke, and the original flavor fries gripped the dagger in the back of his hand.

She did not retreat. If the nun made any unusual move, she would immediately strike her own body, which she cared about so much!

Under the watchful gaze of the spirit, the soulless body twitched slightly, its head first rising high before forcefully drooping down.

A curled index finger, a tattered ear, and a pierced tongue all came out of the nun's mouth.

This scene made Jiang Heyi feel as if a cold snake was crawling down his spine, and he couldn't help but shudder.

There is no doubt that the nun suffered inhumane torture before her death.

Rather than saying that the abusers wanted to suppress her, it would be more accurate to say that they were venting their frustrations.

What kind of hatred or grudge could possibly warrant such methods to completely destroy a person?

"Now, can you speak?"

As the mutilated body was freed from the mouth, the nun's spirit began to complete, leaving only her eyes still empty.

She hesitated, then sighed deeply.

"Thank you for letting me rest in peace... Stranger, hurry and leave this place, return to your homeland, and tell your friends, your king... The Church of Eternal Night is launching a purge of heretics."

“All heretics will be sacrificed.”

"Stop the spread of faith, kill all Eternal Night cultists."

"Do not let the plague called eternal night dominate the minds of more people."