T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

While cooking, the fries kept glancing at the phone not far away, looking extremely anxious.

Why haven't you replied to my message yet?

Am I being too sudden by saying these things?

I hope it won't give him the impression that I'm too frivolous...

You confessed your feelings, and the other person already thinks you're weird!

Should we post something else?

The sudden notification sound startled her. She quickly grabbed her phone, only to find it was just a random app message. Frustrated, she went through the background and permanently removed all the notifications.

"Beep beep~~"

Come again?

French Fries glanced at the message and saw Jiang Heyi's message pop up, so he quickly checked it.

When should we pay?

Those five words were enough to make me savor the fries for several seconds.

"up to you."

Ah, that's definitely not what I wanted to post...

"Then should I study with Zhong Zemo for a few days before going over?"

"Okay." The fries were sent immediately.

After a while, the fries suddenly woke up.

Why am I acting like my parents, all lovey-dovey and clingy?

French Fries glanced at the department's chat group.

On the night of the live stream, she was constantly being tagged in this group.

The sudden emergence of a famous freshman in one's department, who is usually remarkably low-key, is quite intriguing.

French Fries ignored all of this; she only had two things on her mind right now.

Games, and... what happens when you live together?

After their real identities were revealed, everyone's lives seemed to undergo subtle changes.

Not long after Orange Tea returned to her dormitory, a teacher from her department suddenly came to her door.

The disciplinary report is out; those in the same dormitory as Orange Tea who were involved in bullying have been interviewed by the department.

The guild members had already informed Orange Tea in advance that this was likely the final outcome. Expecting further warnings or disciplinary action was unrealistic, as the school also had to save face.

Orange Tea readily accepted the result.

Jiang Heyi once said that with a little fame, as long as she is a sensible and good student, her life will be smooth sailing for the next few years of university.

And here comes the wind.

"The school's social media account will be hosting an event soon, and the department thinks that you, as a representative of the freshmen, should participate."

“Okay.” Orange Tea readily agreed as well.

Hello, hello, hello everyone.

My parents had already become celebrities in the village because of my story. It is said that on the night of the live broadcast, they even took out some money to hold a banquet for everyone.

She posted the news that the matter had been resolved satisfactorily in the group chat, and the four original bodies couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.

However, his work group was quiet. When the manager said something, a swarm of people would appear to echo, but no one mentioned him.

The same applies to private chats.

The four original bodies chuckled self-deprecatingly. Since starting work, their social circles had shrunk, and they had less contact with people. Everyone else was giving feedback from various sources, but he felt like he was trapped on a deserted island.

However, he didn't care much anymore; the life he had lived over the years had made the Tetras accustomed to loneliness.

"Mom, this ginseng powder was a gift from a friend's father. Take it as directed, and it should be helpful for your weakness and fatigue."

"This must be very expensive. Did you give a gift in return?" The mother of the tetramorphs asked nervously.

“I will bring a gift to visit you next time I have the chance,” Tetra said. “If the opportunity is right, it should be after we win the world championship.”

The Tetramorphic Mother seemed to be getting to know her child again, staring intently at him for a long time.

"You seem much more confident now."

"Have it?"

"Yes, it's been a very long time since you've dared to set your expectations so high."

The Tetraprototype was silent for a moment, then laughed.

"Isn't it great... Mom, I will definitely win the championship, this time I definitely will."

He never did anything that made his mother proud.

On the day of the in-person interview, there was no one at home to take care of her, so she asked her neighbors for help. Only then did she figure out how to use the computer and manage to watch the entire live stream.

Although she only appeared in the images sporadically, she still clearly remembered what the four original entities were doing at the time, and she was reciting the number of times to him as if they were her most treasured possessions.

"Who is that girl?"

"Ok?"

"A foreigner."

"Oh, a very enthusiastic fan."

Thinking of Nong Ya, Siyuanti couldn't help but chuckle.

This guy's energy and drive are incredible. He suggested going out for a late-night snack, and despite the language barrier, he still partied wildly until the wee hours.

The next day, the prison guard pointed out a few characteristic scenic spots in Guangzhou, and I set off alone to visit them.

Most importantly... she managed to become a QQ friend of everyone in the entire guild, an achievement that demonstrates her social terrorist nature—second only to the jailer.

My casual conversation was interrupted by a jarring notification sound.

The four prototypes picked up their phones and glanced at them; it was a message from the manager.

"What's wrong?" The mother, who was drinking ginseng powder, turned around.

"Oh, it's just a small matter at work, I'll take care of it tomorrow." The Primal smiled. "By the way, Mom, I'll take you out for a trip in a while."

"In a while? What's wrong? Aren't you working anymore?" Tetra-Primordial's mother asked. "If you're busy, don't worry too much about the family. I'm fine."

"Don't worry, you won't be so busy with work then."

There will be more later, probably around midnight. If you can't wait, go to sleep first, and there will be food when you wake up.

Chapter 175: French Fries said, "It's no big deal."

After graduating, Chen Shaoyu had dealt with all sorts of people. With his extensive experience, he prided himself on being able to handle anyone with ease, until the appearance of this man in front of him.

His square face was cold and resolute. Although his hair was mostly white with less black, his spirit still exuded the charm of a prime of life, making people wonder if a young man who was exhausted from working overtime all year round could withstand two punches from him.

His eyes were sharp, making Chen Shaoyu feel immense pressure just by looking into them.

The man simply stated his purpose: "Let me see her."

"According to the reminder from my contact person when I joined the company, if there is no specific documentation..."

The man stared coldly at Chen Shaoyu, causing the prepared remarks to fall silent.

“Let me see her,” he repeated.

“Documents, or a dedicated phone number,” Chen Shaoyu stopped the man from taking out his identification. “I don’t want to know who you are, and don’t make things difficult for me. Most people who know of her existence are cautious and prudent. How many people have approved of your recklessness?”

"The call will be here soon."

"Then we'll talk about it when we get there."

Chen Shaoyu was more stubborn than expected, which made the man's eyes narrow slightly.

"This is the second time you've claimed it's a bug. What's the truth?"

“I do know some things, but I believe you weren’t qualified to know until the phone rang.”

"Don't forget, you are also a part of this planet."

"I understand, but I can only do what I can," Chen Shaoyu admitted. "It's pointless for you to be angry with me, after all, you guys allowed the game to start."

The man took a deep breath: "Then you should at least remind those people that they shouldn't get too deeply involved in games, that love is a dangerous act that involves placing too much emotion on relationships, and that some people are already in danger!"

"But this is also part of the game."

The sound was not made by Chen Shaoyu.

Are you worried about the players who get too caught up in the game, or are you worried about the outcome?

The office lights all went out at once, leaving only rows of computer monitors with their desktops frozen in a soft blue light.

The light streaming in from the corridor vaguely illuminated the outline of the person at the end of the office.

The founder of Starlight Campfire.

That's what people call her.

However, men prefer to see her as the source of the constellation of stars.

The woman's hair floated in mid-air as if defying gravity, each strand distinct.

In the absence of light, her eyes shimmered with an eerie pale gold.

The man's aura suddenly dimmed in that instant. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart.

"You said this was a good thing for us, but these two bugs are hard to reassure us."

"I can still keep it running; the bug is just a jumble of thoughts."

"This is for our world..."

His words were interrupted.

"If it leads to any consequences, are your concerns really worthwhile?"

The man fell silent.

“Games are a gift,” the woman said calmly. “They are a gift to you, and to those who are enjoying them.”

"If there is a gift waiting at the end for the players who have given their all, that would be the best blessing."

Stop your boredom, anxiety, and fear, and enjoy the fun the game brings.

"If one is no longer pure, then at least... don't affect those who are still pure."

The man took a deep breath. He wasn't a coward, but...

In this world, there are probably very few people who can remain calm and composed when facing someone directly in front of them.

What happens if you get too deeply involved with a character in a game?

"That is his destiny, why should you pry?"

The man took another deep breath.

"You're right... Even now, I still want to ask one question: why does it have to be a game?"

A subtle pity flowed through the woman's calm eyes.

It's like saying... How pitiful.

Without answering, she turned and left, disappearing into the darkness.

The office lights came back on the moment I left.

Everything was as usual, as if she had never been there.

The colleagues who were responsible for the night shift and brought Chen Shaoyu late-night snacks returned one after another. They looked at the man standing in the office and remained silent.

The man suddenly looked up: "Reminding those guilds to actively prepare for the World Championship doesn't violate the agreement, right?"

"If you really want them to have a good public opinion environment to prepare for the World Championship, then deal with the person who is already writing articles to smear the boundary between fact and fiction."

The man took the phone and glanced at it.