T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Jiang Heyi didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"Don't believe him. He used to be a fan of Bottled Water Shinra, but he switched to being a fan of yours after Bottled Water lost. He's a die-hard champion fan." Fries looked at the other person with disdain.

Jiang Heyi was genuinely sweating. There was no need to say such things; how was he supposed to respond?

"Wow, Tea Master, thank you, two rainbows!"

It seems like they really shipped the goods over there.

"Mom, keep your voice down!" Fries gritted his teeth.

"Oh, okay, okay."

Lu Xinxin hugged her phone and retreated to her spot, happily playing with it.

The mother was being lectured by her daughter... The boundary between reality and illusion is making everyone a little dizzy.

"Um, potatoes grow, so do you think I could add a boundary between the real and virtual worlds?"

what?

"I'm a qualified player, and I've already reached level 10 and completed my class specialization. I chose the Magic Warrior class just like you!"

"No, I refuse."

French Fries glared at his dad, then quickly turned to stare at Jiang Heyi, his meaning clear...

Join my side now!

"Um, I'm sorry, although I'm the president, French Fries objected, so I apologize, Uncle."

Hearing Jiang Heyi say that, French Fries breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, the couple exchanged glances left and right in unison.

Then a strange, thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

It's as if it's saying, "I understand."

Fries was terrified that his parents would say something strange again, so he broke out in a cold sweat and prepared to keep a close watch on them.

Surprisingly, their conversation gradually became more normal.

Like any ordinary parent, they asked everyone if they had a good time on the trip, how their gaming pace was, and how well their own child performed in the game...

The sudden seriousness made even the fries feel a bit off.

After showing off several tea and snacks, Lu Xinxin offered to leave first and pay the bill for everyone.

Even though the jailer said he didn't need it, it didn't stop them from pulling out their money.

The transition was somewhat abrupt, and everyone at the boundary between reality and illusion looked at each other in bewilderment.

French Fries let out a long sigh and slumped down, completely exhausted.

"The parents of the fries are quite interesting," the jailer remarked.

"You don't have to consider my feelings, just speak your mind." Fries covered his forehead.

The woman in the blanket shook her head: "I really think so. It's interesting, she understands the memes, and her interests in eating, drinking, and having fun are similar to yours. It's really cool."

"You'll understand how formidable they are once you live there long enough..."

French fries just sighed.

My parents got married very early; they were still in school when she was born.

Both families were relatively well-off, and they knew each other well. The two were childhood sweethearts, so everything that followed was a natural progression.

People often say that childhood sweethearts, who are too familiar with each other, find it difficult to stay together.

This is why, in various literary works, the "sudden arrival" type of character often manages to utterly defeat their childhood sweetheart.

But Mom and Dad are different. From childhood to adulthood, the two of them are like glued together, inseparable.

Her parents shared the silly things they did when they were young, which could be turned into a thousand and one nights... Yes, this was her bedtime reading in her childhood, listening to her nagging parents recount their sweet daily life.

At the time, I didn't think much of it, but now I just think of it as torture.

As non-only children, they were never burdened with high expectations by their families; they were simply expected to live their own lives well.

French Fries spent most of his childhood at his grandparents' and maternal grandparents' homes.

This is proof that she is very favored.

On the other hand... her unreliable parents were inseparable, always clinging to each other in a sweet and loving way, regardless of the occasion, which made the elders very worried that they were so focused on their own affection that they forgot to feed the fries properly...

As I grew older and got used to all the silly things this couple did, at home, French fries became like their guardian.

Anyway, my parents don't act like parents at all; they always respond to her nagging and scolding like children...

The couple returned, and the fries, recalling the past, were startled.

"Guild Leader Potato, if I don't join a guild, could you give me a friend slot?"

Jiang Heyi glanced at the fries' expression and nodded.

French Fries emphasized: "I'll give you a friend slot, but you're not allowed to harass me or ask me random questions. If you can't do that, I'll delete you immediately."

Lu Xinxin smiled enigmatically: "Xiao Fei, you're so nosy. Do you even care about things like potatoes?"

French fries, shut up right now.

She had a very bad feeling, a warning radar that she had developed after years of living with the silly, lovey-dovey couple.

As soon as you respond, the other party will make some shocking remarks!

I'm sick, I need to rest for a day.

I'm not sure if it's a second case of goat's diarrhea. I felt very weak the day before, and developed a fever last night. I didn't sleep well all night and also had chills.

The record of consecutive updates I've maintained since its release is about to end; I can't keep it up.

Additionally, the editor suggested changing the book's name, as the current name isn't attracting much attention. Could those of you who have followed this far please brainstorm and give me some suggestions?

Chapter 143 The Genius Witch Leads You to Poison

During my few days of tourism in Guangzhou, I was either eating or on my way to find food. The prison guard's treasure trove of a shop is like a gadget in Doraemon's pocket, seemingly inexhaustible.

Before going to sleep, the jailer weighed himself.

As expected, my weight loss results this month have been halved.

"When you're out having fun, don't worry about such trivial matters."

The four original bodies, who shared a room with him, calmly took a sip of their soda.

The cool, carbonated soda made him burp contentedly.

What a wonderful indulgence.

After graduation, he continued to turn like a gear, never stopping for a moment.

Even when he has a rare day off, he's too lazy to go out and squeeze into crowds. Staying home and playing games is the most cost-effective way to relax and de-stress.

This trip to Guangzhou to meet everyone gave him a completely new experience.

The jailer, unwilling to give up, weighed himself again. After taking off the scale, he sighed, "I feel like I've eaten more fries than I have, so why am I not gaining weight?"

"After all, people's physical constitutions cannot be generalized."

……

……

"People's physical constitutions cannot be generalized."

"The same potent poison can kill ordinary people, but it may not be able to kill hybrids and eliminate the puppet."

“For nobles like Narum, 80% of their servants are puppets, and the remaining 20% ​​are contract slaves who are loyal to him. To get rid of them, we’ll have to use some drastic measures!”

Mint picked up a spider, about the size of her palm, that was still lively and put it into the mortar. She skillfully pounded it, extracting a thick, stringy, purplish-black liquid. She smelled the odor, checked the transparency, and nodded repeatedly in satisfaction.

When the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was launched, Mint's work was not yet finished. She used the money everyone had earned to buy a lot of random materials, which filled the warehouse.

Some creatures broke free of the net and crawled out of a wooden box labeled "Mint Only." The puppets quickly captured them, otherwise the boundary between reality and illusion would have witnessed their pristine guild turn into an unwanted insect nest...

The potion-making continued, but Mint was not satisfied with her first result. She felt the toxins were not potent enough, not stimulating enough, and not fast enough. She wanted to add more ingredients.

The entire potion workshop echoed with the strange cries of various bizarre monsters, and was filled with a strange and pungent odor...

The once adorable Mint sat there, but now she looked like an evil god descended from heaven. The firelight reflected on her cheerful little face, and her little monsters screamed as they were reduced to ashes...

Previously, when brewing relatively normal potions, Mint's art style was quite normal.

This time, the intensity needed to be increased, and Mint instantly reminded everyone that she was a "witch".

"What's wrong with you all?" Mint looked up and found everyone staring blankly.

"Do the witches in the academy also concoct medicine like this?"

“That’s right.” Mint held the scorpion’s tail, which was still moving after being processed, “If you don’t have the guts to process all kinds of special materials, you won’t pass the pharmacist’s comprehensive evaluation.”

"Sigh, this time the materials are urgently needed, and there's no way to schedule processing in advance, so I have to do it myself," Mint grumbled.

"Um, can I ask you what the most unusual and bizarre material you've ever handled in the academy is?" The jailer's curiosity was piqued.

"The most bizarre..."

The moment she stopped, a strangely shaped scorpion escaped from the mortar.

The wind element's sharp blade precisely shredded it into eight pieces, and Mint picked out the parts she needed and threw them into the mortar, continuing to ponder.

"The first thing that comes to mind is the 'winged deer'," she said. "The winged deer is not a deer; it has the wings of a moth and the body of a horse. If it eats special food, it will grow spectacular antlers, hence its name."

After a brief explanation, Mint highlighted the key points.

The term "crystallization of the winged deer" is a euphemism used by pharmacists to refer to winged deer feces.

Winged deer are large and robust, and they eat a lot at once, so their excrement is naturally quite spectacular.

After consuming certain foods, the body metabolizes them and produces catalysts needed by pharmacists to concoct potions.

therefore……

Despite the glamorous appearance of the witches in the academy, most of them who choose potion-making will be guided by their instructors to process a [Winged Deer Crystal].

The physical condition of a winged deer often leads to different states of "crystallization".

Mint was relentlessly suppressed by that noble genius at the academy for a whole year, unable to catch her breath, with only one happy memory.

Regardless of their status, everyone sat at the same table to process the crystals.

Her winged deer, however, had a digestive system that was somewhere between good and bad.

Mint witnessed firsthand her transformation from being full of confidence to disbelief, then to looking ashen-faced, and finally to having lifeless eyes.

The jailer unintentionally asked Mint about something that made her happy, although just hearing it made her a little...

Oh well, if Mint is happy, then they're happy too.

The dolls, including Garlic Sprout, strictly followed the training plan formulated by Jiang Heyi to strengthen Mint's combat abilities.

With the help of the arena at the boundary between reality and illusion, her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

In terms of learning and adaptation, "genius" is not just something Mint boasts about.

Once we control the Great Library on the tenth floor of the Clear Ones, the day when Mint returns to school won't be far off.

It took a whole day to finish adding the mint.

According to the game's schedule, there were still three hours until dawn, which is the time when people are most tired and sleepy.

Narum's mansion in Cyon is located on the outskirts of the city. He avoids associating with "lower classes" and maintains the purity of his nobility, a classic practice among some of the old Anna nobles.

But this also makes it easier to define the boundary between the real and virtual worlds.

If the residence is located within the city-state, there is also the risk of alerting others.

The magic circle at Narum Mansion has a very high defense coefficient, making it difficult to break through with ordinary magic attacks. However, Mint simply took out a scroll and slapped it on the magic circle, and a gap large enough for one person to pass through was formed.

There was no alarm triggered; it was as easy as taking out a key and opening your own front door.

"Where did you get this good stuff? It must be expensive, right?" Jiang Heyi couldn't help but ask after easily infiltrating the area.