T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

After finally finding old friends among the stars, they joyfully explored the other world, enjoying a rare moment of happiness...

Now, is even the Stars, this haven of refuge, going to be taken away?

"She might not hate you for playing games, she just hates you for being out of control."

This is what the jailer said in a private chat.

Recalling the past, listening to the accusations in my ears...

"Get a divorce."

Du Jingwen didn't hear clearly.

Zhong Zemo stood up. At home, he was always very careful, but now his eyes no longer held the gentleness and humility he used to have.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

Looking back on everything he had experienced over the past two years, he was filled with bitterness.

Gone was his former high spirits; he let out a long sigh and enunciated each word heavily.

"divorce."

Knowing his wife's personality well, he pushed Du Jingwen aside, opened the desk, and took away his gaming equipment, mobile phone, and salary card.

The moment he made the decision, the path ahead was already in Zhong Zemo's mind.

It wasn't a test, it wasn't bargaining, there was no hesitation, and there will be no regrets.

He was simply informing the other party of his decision.

"You really did cheat on me in the game!"

"If you dare leave, don't even think about coming back!"

"Boom~~"

The door slammed shut, isolating the inside from the outside.

Leaning against the gate, Zhong Zemo regained his peace.

For two years, he had never felt so light and agile.

Zhong Zemo opened the five-person group chat.

"If it goes online, I'll continue the strategy tonight."

"Also, I'm getting a divorce."

"Come to Chengning another day, and I'll treat you to a meal."

Apart from Orange Tea, who typed a series of question marks, everyone else seemed prepared for this to happen.

Rather, they felt that the fact that things had only come to this point now was because Zhong Zemo was too kind.

The jailer sent a seal slapping the ground emoji: "What did Potato feed you that has the effect of breaking through illusions?"

“Cantonese cuisine.”

A voice message suddenly popped up.

"Damn, this isn't authentic at all. Come to me, I'll take you to eat here."

The man who drank orange tea felt dizzy.

"What did the jailer say?"

Plain fries: "I don't know, but I guess they think it's not authentic enough."

"Can you understand?"

"Guess."

Chapter 20 The Shameful Witch

Just after 12 o'clock, Zhong Zemo appeared in the game on time.

As soon as they met, the jailer couldn't wait to ask, "Are you really divorced?"

Zhong Zemo nodded: "Really, I didn't go home tonight either, I stayed at a hotel."

"Could it be just a momentary impulse?" Orange Tea said worriedly.

Zhong Zemo did not answer directly, but instead talked about having lunch with Jiang Heyi.

"When I was having dinner with Potato today, it suddenly occurred to me... that she hasn't asked me what I like to eat in a very long time since we last went out to eat together."

“Even when I cook at home, I cater to her tastes. If I want to eat something else, I’ll be told it’s a waste.”

He laughed, his face full of bitterness and sorrow.

"In the end, it was Potato who remembered what I liked to eat. Every dish was something I wanted to eat, but she couldn't... It's not hard to remember these things, is it?"

The fact that things have come to this point is not due to a momentary impulse; the accumulated friction and estrangement have long since exhausted all of Zhong Zemo's tolerance.

When Jiang Heyi talked about the past, he suddenly realized that he was indeed much more human two years ago than he is now.

Although it is said that it is better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage, given Zhong Zemo's current mental state after his release, Jiang Heyi felt that he had done a great deed.

"Is there any risk of getting back together?" the jailer asked anxiously.

Zhong Zemo replied resolutely, "No."

"Huh, that's good, that's good."

Everyone actually has high emotional intelligence. Although the prison guard sometimes speaks without thinking, everyone maintains a certain level of tacit understanding regarding marriage and takes care of Zhong Zemo's feelings.

Ultimately, it's a conflict within his family, and it's awkward for outsiders to interfere.

But now that you're divorced, you should speak freely.

The jailer clenched his fist: "I've always felt that your wife is too anthropomorphic. It's good that you're divorced. The divorce process is quite complicated, but don't worry, I know a few good lawyers. Give me a call after you wake up, and I'll arrange it for you."

Zhong Zemo, the only member of the team with real-life issues, is about to become single again, and the team is officially stabilizing.

Jiang Heyi smiled and clapped his hands after everyone had asked enough questions.

"Alright, alright, let's put everything else aside for now. We'll start the walkthrough for the [Clarity Underground Temple] later."

After Zhong Zemo went offline, the group swept up a lot of low-level monsters and stored all the materials in the guild warehouse.

Inside the sweltering workshop, an elven nun and a half-dragon wearing a witch's hat were sweating profusely.

The latter is the original flavor fries' home doll—she also secretly spent money to buy a witch's robe.

Forging high-quality equipment requires corresponding blueprints, matching proficiency and skills, which requires luck and time to accumulate. Therefore, guild craftsmen can only meet low-level requirements at this time.

When Jiang Heyi went out to look for the shameful witch, Zhong Zemo took out the large metal shield, kite-shaped shield, and inferior small round shield from his backpack.

"Give each side a temporary light-attribute enchantment."

The Dragon Maiden Craftsman warned: "Temporary enchantments will wear off over time and will only last for about 3 hours."

"No problem, enchant them all."

Just as the guild workshop was getting busy, Jiang Heyi, who had taken orange tea with him, was finally blessed with good luck. They happened to run into the Shameful Witch outside the Fengjia City trade route, who was carrying large and small bags and was planning to set up a stall.

She seemed to have come from a muddy path through a forest in the northeast of the trade route, where it had just rained. The hem of her gray-black linen robe with red silk trim was speckled with mud like stars against the "pitch black" night sky.

My cheek also seemed to have been stained with a yellowish-brown mark due to some kind of incident.

"I found you."

As soon as Jiang Heyi spoke, the red-haired witch wearing a wide-brimmed witch's hat shuddered.

Without even looking up at the person who approached, she immediately dropped the two bags of goods that were rattling loudly, like a startled rabbit, cast a wind-attribute spell, and turned to flee.

Abandoning the goods, unleashing magic, turning and running away—the entire operation was swift, decisive, and fluid.

No, why are you so skilled at it?

How many times have you run away?

The witch stopped after running only a few steps.

She was drenched in cold sweat and pleaded in a pitiful voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll refund your money, I'll refund your money... I'll compensate you for everything, boohoo~~ Don't be angry... I'm just an apprentice potion maker, adventurer, please don't be angry with me..."

"You apologized without even asking us why we contacted you?"

Even the original flavor fries, with a knife held to the neck of the shameful witch, were both amused and exasperated.

The shameful witch muttered under her breath, "Anyway, it must be something wrong with the potion..."

If we were to describe everyone's first impression of the Shameful Witch, it would definitely be her large, bright, and captivating sea-blue eyes.

Secondly, her skin is very fair.

As a human, her skin was sickly pale, and when she wore a long, black robe, she seemed to be on a different level from everyone else.

"name."

"Mint."

"Is this a title?" Jiang Heyi questioned.

“I only have a title… I have no family. The nun who saved me found me in a field full of mint.”

Seemingly sensing that no one intended to torture her about the potion, and without any malice, Mint's voice became smoother, and her tone even seemed to have a touch of playfulness.

Do your potions often malfunction?

"nor……"

Seeing the original flavor fries playing with the dagger in his hand, flames appeared in the jailer's palm. Mint shrank back, hesitated for a moment, and then simply straightened her neck.

“It’s inevitable that apprentice potion-making apprentices will have some mishaps in their work. You shouldn’t look at the failed works, but at the successful masterpieces.”

A masterpiece... they did indeed "see" one.

"What do you want from me?" Mint asked tentatively, her eyes darting around as she observed everyone's reactions.

Jiang Heyi cut to the chase: "How much of the [Unstable Combustion Agent] do you have?"

"So they wanted to go shopping!"

Mint, who had been cautious just a moment ago, immediately beamed with joy. She squatted down and deftly untied several large packages.

The package was full of bottles and jars filled with powders and liquids, all pressed and bumping against each other, piled together, and any slight shaking would produce a dangerous clanging sound.

Jiang Heyi's lips twitched.

The chemistry teacher who witnessed this scene must have suffered a cardiac arrest.

Sweating profusely, he questioned, "Are you really an apprentice potion maker, or a thief who stole someone's work to sell for money?"

If you were in that situation and encountered a ruthless person who carried a load of dangerous items without a care in the world, you'd also break out in a cold sweat.

"Who are you calling a thief? I'm a genuine apprentice potions novice, the real deal!"

As she spoke, Mint put down the two potion "cans" she had just picked up, rummaged around in the lining, and pulled out a crystal badge that was still warm from her body, with an eye engraved on it floating above a blade of grass.

"This certificate is only available to those who enroll in the Royal Apothecary Academy of the Anna Empire. I am a genuine potion apprentice!"

"He will surely become a great potion master in the future, renowned throughout the entire continent!"

The original flavor fries revealed the key question: "Why would elite potion apprentices from the Imperial Academy travel to border cities to sell potions?"

"..."

"..."

Mint blushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her mouth was slightly open, and her lips moved, but she did not make a sound.

"Fine, even if you're a thief, if you can provide the goods, I don't care where you got them from."

Jiang Heyi's attempt to smooth things over was not accepted.

Mint reiterated, "I'm not a thief, are you going to buy it or not!"

Tsk... that witch's hat that's jumping around on my head should be taken off.

"how many?"

“Ten bottles.” Mint picked out the unstable combustion agent from the backpack behind her.

She treated the works in her backpack with far less roughness than before, appearing quite cautious.