T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"A curse?" Jiang Heyi asked, puzzled. "I've never encountered a curse before, why do you ask?"

"The watermelon shumai provided two teleportation coordinates. One of them was extremely expensive, while the other was nearly half the price, but it came with a curse."

hiss……

This is quite novel; I never expected that a simple teleportation could make such a big difference.

In fact, this period of time was enough for Jiang Heyi to figure something out.

Differences in transmission loss are a control mechanism used in the game.

Jiang Heyi and Xigua Shaomai arrived at the Temple of the Clarity normally by triggering some kind of mechanism.

Players who are invited to team up with them, or who are in the same guild, will be considered as teammates, and their teleportation losses will be within the normal range.

However, receiving the temple location information shared by Jiang Heyi and then transmitting it would obviously come at a different price.

This price may vary depending on the player's level or certain player data recorded in the game.

Given that the entire world in Proof of the Stars is in a "dynamic" state, this is obviously not difficult to achieve.

The curse of sin is probably caused by the watermelon shumai stealing progress and obtaining location data that is corrupted coordinates. Anyone who passes through these coordinates will likely enjoy great fortune.

After answering some questions and reminding players not to be greedy for cheap deals, everyone at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds disappeared at the end of the passage.

Players compared the teleportation prices on both sides and found that, for the same entrance coordinates, the one at the virtual-real boundary was significantly cheaper, so they started spreading the word.

At the Xicheng District Pilgrimage Square where the watermelon shumai is located, despite the frantic cries of seagulls from many players' messengers, warning of "impending sin," many players who wanted a bargain still rushed over.

"With such a significant price reduction, even a small gain can offset the losses from the teleportation."

"So what if it's sin? It's not a permanent state."

Seeing that quite a few players were choosing the coordinates of sin, one of Xigua Shaomai's fans hesitated and asked, "Is this really a good idea?"

"I've already mentioned the risks, but they didn't listen or believe me because they wanted a cheap deal, so it's none of our business," Watermelon Shumai said coldly and indifferently. "It's good to have them help us scout out a way and see if we can find a way to break through the first level."

He originally wanted to say, "It's a bit inappropriate for you to bring up these coordinates; it might anger the players," but remembering that Watermelon Shumai always hated being criticized or denied, he silently swallowed his words.

Since the game started, many groups have emerged within it, including the "Star Watchers" who observe the game's progress and record game news.

Of course, that's what they call themselves; players prefer to call them Star Reporters.

They keenly recognized the immense value of news in the gaming world, which could be monetized to some extent both in reality and within the game, and thus they gathered together without prior arrangement.

In reality, most of them are content creators (UPs) on gaming platforms or work in related fields.

In the game, he was basically playing himself.

This great teleportation expedition to the Temple of the Clarity naturally falls within their scope of records.

This is big news on the 11th day since the launch of the game, and it is also the largest collective action by players since the launch of the game.

"Now that I'm offline, I'll have plenty of gaming news to write about~~"

Today, still in the world of the living.

Chapter 34 King Slime

In front of the third-level teleportation statue, there were empty [Slime Scent Spray] piled up at Orange Tea's feet.

She took care of all the painting work herself.

This was Jiang Heyi's request, as for why...

"We have a spray, and we also have a lucky charm, so if you spray it, it can be considered a kind of lucky charm spray."

When it was the orange tea's turn, everyone who was already prepared immediately sprayed the orange tea all over, causing the orange tea to back away and get stuck against the wall.

"Take care of what's behind you too."

To the uninformed, this scene would look like bullying.

They were teleported back into the fourth level of the Clarity Monastery, and just as Jiang Heyi had predicted, the team was once again teleported and scattered throughout the dark scene.

The map is shrouded in fog and cannot be used.

It is certain that this was intentionally designed to break players into smaller groups, each facing the slime army on this level separately.

The first challenge players encounter on this level is figuring out how to gather the items.

Using flares as signal flares can easily attract enemies in the dark.

Creating a faint light is not enough for everyone to notice.

The noise will wake the slime.

There may be many solutions to this scenario within the game, but none are as cost-effective and effortless as the one Jiang Heyi came up with.

In the team channel.

Zhong Zemo: Who is closer to the high point?

Jiang Heyi immediately replied: "I, I was randomly assigned to a monastery."

Plain fries: Luckily, we can leave them for now.

Jiang Heyi removed all his equipment to reduce the weight and avoid making too much noise.

Inside the monastery buildings, as long as you are careful enough and don't make too much noise, these slimes, who are digesting their meal, will fall into a semi-sleep state, and you can easily pass through them by tiptoeing.

Perhaps this is out of pity for the players?

Upon reaching the highest point on the monastery rooftop, Jiang Heyi sent another message.

"Ready, let's begin."

After a brief silence, the team channel immediately became lively.

"Jailer, jailer, jailer..."

"Black and white, black and white, black and white..."

"Spit it out..."

The text kept repeating itself and popped up rapidly, one after another.

Wait, why is the orange tea being shipped via mail?

It must be that bastard prison guard teaching him weird stuff again!

The chat box, floating above the players' heads and glowing faintly, was like a firefly in the dark scene. Though weak, it was a guiding light in Jiang Heyi's eyes.

It actually worked! You can block the map, but you can't block the chat, can you?

Jiang Heyi is no stranger to ideas.

After everyone sent the message again in the order they were sent, Jiang Heyi confirmed everyone's location.

He was very lucky; Jailer Bro, Orange Tea, and Zhong Zemo were all right in front of his monastery.

The plain fries, out of sight, found the nearest monastery dormitory, climbed to the roof, and completed the location.

Thanks to Jiang Heyi's remote control technique via text, the assembly process went exceptionally smoothly. However, they still haven't found the teleportation statue to the next level.

His extensive gaming experience led him to suspect that the teleportation idol was closely related to the slime army.

"As expected..."

Jiang Heyi quickly covered the mouth of the prison guard who had excitedly run over.

He lowered his voice and warned, "If you want a bunch of giant sticky balls to swarm us in the monastery and beat us up, then you'd better speak louder!"

The jailer awkwardly covered his mouth with his hand, looked around warily, and lowered his voice.

"There's a spray, so it'll be okay... right?"

"Mint made it very clear: getting too close or lingering too long will get you exposed."

As he spoke, Zhong Zemo changed into the cloth armor that had been prepared beforehand, but he only wore a shirt and pants, leaving the rest of his body completely bare, and he didn't even have a pair of shoes.

The shields were also changed from large shields to small round metal shields.

"You're... being way too revealing." The jailer was stunned. "The shield potion should give you less than half a second to react."

Zhong Zemo glanced at the small round shield that his witch doll was patiently caring for, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It's like you're saying that wearing protective gear won't last long. It's all the same, like walking a tightrope."

Jiang Heyi also started taking off his armor: "Treat every match as if it were your last, and don't be afraid, right?"

The plain fries said calmly, "If you can't hit it, it's meaningless."

Even the plain fries are now available in a lighter package, making everyone on the boundary between reality and illusion a one-size-fits-all product.

The reaction time provided by the shield is negligible; you either become a god or die instantly, there's no other possibility.

Having lost its magic and the light-emitting crystal, the monastery is now eerily cold, and the portraits of the gods hanging high above are now headless, destroyed by the Church of Eternal Night.

The cool moonlight streaming into the room through the stained glass window shone precisely on the only "gap" in the portrait, as if a shimmering, fluorescent flower was blooming on the missing head.

They groped their way along the boundary between reality and illusion, and began to climb the steps.

Jiang Heyi, Plain Fries, and Zhong Zemo, who were barefoot, soon felt the stickiness coming from the soles of their feet.

Moist and sticky, like rubber, and somewhat slippery like jelly or pudding, they felt as if they might fall at any moment while walking, but a sticky feeling pulled them back to their feet.

Such delicate secretions.

The path wasn't long. After arriving at the third floor and turning the corner past the now-burnt library, the bedroom came into view.

Just like the monastery I visited on my first visit, the slimes, having finished their meal, were fast asleep, their keen senses drifting into an endless dream.

Wait, do low-intelligence monsters dream too? Jiang Heyi suddenly became curious.

In the messy dormitory room, two giant pink slimes were stuck together, their color fading slightly in the cool moonlight.

Orange Tea's comment popped up in the team chat: "If you don't move, you're actually quite cute."

The fact that miniature slimes are kept as pets by nobles must mean they have a unique charm.

Jiang Heyi exchanged a glance with the original-flavored fries, and slowly drew his knife.

For ease of operation, Jiang Heyi gave up the short sword this time.

The "Narrow-bladed Longsword for Beginners" is an extra bonus given when choosing a weapon at the beginning of the game.

Because it felt a bit awkward to swing at, unlike the dagger which was more satisfying, he kept it in his backpack without touching it.

While everyone else in the guild was feeding unnecessary materials, Jiang Heyi's frugal style, which he has maintained since the beginning, has allowed it to survive to this day.

Only the two of them could carry out the assassination; Zhong Zemo and the others were the battlefield atmosphere group at this moment.

Sensitive to elements and magic, he sealed away the jailer.

Zhong Zemo specializes in defense and shield parrying; his attacks are too loud and disruptive.

Although Orange Tea's spellcasting system is based on faith, it still stirs up elements and magic in reality, even if only slightly, and they dare not gamble on it.

Bathed in the moonlight spilling onto the windowsill, the two stared intently at the fist-sized core beneath the slime's translucent body.

Not all slimes need a magic core to absorb and mobilize magic power, but the slimes in this scenario are clearly individuals with magic cores.

This special magical organ, equivalent to a human heart, swayed slightly with the body's trembling.

Orange Tea was still pondering whether to help count down 1, 2, 3 when a barely audible "Fight back!" rang out, and both blades plunged into the slime's soft body, reaching its core without resistance.

Without any communication, their movements were perfectly synchronized. The two once again spun their blades almost simultaneously, unleashing their desperate attack and tearing apart the slime's body tissue.

The power flowed through the magic core and pierced through the soft body, causing the slime, who had just woken up from its dream, to quickly fall into a deep sleep.

The drop of a purple-quality slime core brought this clean and efficient assassination to a close.

It passed away peacefully, without making a sound.

Lines of "666" floated above everyone's heads.

A direct confrontation with the slime army would be futile, but a sneak attack would yield entirely different results.

Slimes with extremely low physical resistance can reap rewards as long as they hit the magic core.

With their superb teamwork, the overjoyed Jiang Heyi and the original flavor fries began a frenzied killing spree.

From the second floor to the fourth floor, they ransacked each and every dormitory room.

There are 3 slimes in the room. Kill two of them first, then attack the third one from both sides, trying to shut it up before it gives any warning.