T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Having held a high position for many years, his composure in the face of adversity crumbled at this moment, leaving only panic.

His hands froze in mid-air, unsure of what to do with them.

"Your Excellency...we...we're going to deal with the Dream Master?"

"Impossible! Even if the strongest beings from the Three Realms joined forces, it would still be impossible!"

The woman in the distance only left them with a graceful silhouette.

"Are you afraid of her, but not me?"

"No...this..."

Another burst of panicked sounds followed.

The woman turned around, revealing a face that perfectly mirrored the candlelight.

"I will limit her power. All you need to do is make your move, and everything will be within your grasp."

They had no choice. The members of the Star Gazing Sect looked at each other in bewilderment. After the sect leader nodded with difficulty, the candlelight disappeared before their eyes like a wisp of smoke.

This is a spiritual technique that has never been heard of and is unimaginable in the Three Realms.

The candlelight slowly opened its eyes, and the fluttering memories were paused.

She sensed Li Furan's game information and gradually accepted the fact that she provided it to everyone in the Three Domes Land.

It was all just a demonic mutation.

Those caught up in the chaos need to get back on track.

"I also need to have a short period of rest."

This spiritual journey across the world is far more complex than I imagined.

The loss of memory and the sudden turn of events left her, as a doll, physically and mentally exhausted.

"The server is back online. There are still 18 hours left... Well then, I'll take a 12-hour nap."

The candle returned to the 12th floor, chose a spot near Xilu, smiled as it watched her, and gave her a slight bow.

Then, like an infant, she curled up little by little, hugging her knees.

Just before she was about to fall into a deep sleep, a thought popped into her mind.

"Perhaps we should also tell Chen Shaoyu."

All sounds are silent.

The candle, which had been asleep, slowly sat up, and in an instant, its consciousness and body were transferred out of the game.

With a single thought, the candlelight appeared on the company rooftop, and her body floated up like a deity, looking down at the neon-lit city below.

"It doesn't exist; it's the world of world consciousness."

"Has such a world given birth to a 'solution'?"

Thinking of this, the candlelight dragged the information panel, which should have only appeared in the game, into reality.

Her fingertips traced the trees next to everyone's game avatars.

They silently recited their names one by one.

"【Flavored Orange Tea】"

"【Cyber ​​Potato】"

"【Original Flavor French Fries】"

"【The person who sealed their bed has not returned yet】"

"[All of Humanity Takes Flight]"

"【Four Primitive Entities】"

"No matter how many times I watch it... you're always a disappointment."

The candlelight stared discontentedly at the jailer's ID, which lagged behind the others, and complained for the second time.

And he seemed somewhat angry.

Following the information on the panel, the candlelight completed an ultra-long-distance teleport.

……

……

The prison guard, who had turned his life around, attended all the subsequent family gatherings.

What was once an inescapable prison has now become a source of enjoyment.

Once he sits down, regardless of the older generation, as long as there are young people present, he will inevitably hear some discussions related to the game, and the topic will eventually fall on him.

Without exception, they all expressed their admiration.

I never get tired of listening to "Brother Prisoner".

The leisurely time spent quietly eating, drinking, and recharging my mind has come to an end tonight.

My brother Yuan Yuwen has a girlfriend.

The occasion, which should have been a proper interrogation of him, inexplicably turned into a conversation about him.

"Shucheng, you've made something of yourself now. You have to play games, but you also have to take care of real life."

The jailer, still groaning and moaning, had no idea that this was a dangerous opening move.

"So, when are you planning to start talking about girls?"

With a crab leg in his mouth, sucking on the crab meat, the jailer nodded several times before suddenly coming to his senses.

Maru, you're coming for me!

"Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later."

The standard interruption phrase failed to break the family's discussion.

Old Man Yuan Huanye took a sip of tea: "I chatted with the girls in the guild at the last gathering. They're all pretty good girls. You're like a block of wood, unmoved?"

"what?"

Yuan Huanye moved his chair closer to the jailer, picked up the teapot, and poured him a cup of tea.

The jailer was covered in sweat.

This combo is designed to get to the bottom of things!

"We've spent so much time together, you've both proven each other's character, and you even have common topics and shared interests. Isn't this the perfect match?"

Everyone lowered their voices and pricked up their ears to listen to the "grand show" that was slowly unfolding.

The younger generation is secretly delighted.

It's good that they're not the ones being pressured; then we'll have something funny to watch!

Seeing the jailer proudly displaying the crab roe and vermicelli casserole in front of him, seemingly trying to prolong the time by chewing, a sly glint flashed in Yuan Huanye's eyes.

"If you won't tell me, then I'll ask you."

“I think that kid named Beiwo is quite good. He is sensible, speaks appropriately, and is very cultured in his interactions with others. He also gets along well with you.”

The jailer really choked.

The older brother brought over a bowl of cold tea, which he drank in one gulp, and then... stuck out his tongue.

What did you give me to drink?

"Zhe'ergen water."

"Defying the heavens!" he blurted out.

Yuan Yuwen asked in bewilderment, "I think it's alright, is it really that bad?"

Is this person really my brother? Could he have been possessed by some kind of monster?

Never mind, hurry up and refute Dad!

"She already has a boyfriend, so don't talk nonsense about her in the future."

"Oh, who's so lucky? I happen to know her dad. His business has been doing quite well these past few years."

"Zhong Zemo."

Yuan Huanye was taken aback, then nodded: "They are quite a good match. Old Zhang and I talked about it. He can tolerate that woman for more than two years. He's really something else."

"Then..." he continued, "plain fries?"

The prison guard quickly waved his hand: "I've been living with Potato for a while now. If things go fast enough, I suspect I might be able to get married before graduation."

"Oh, she's a very good child, quiet, humble and polite."

The jailer was covered in thorns.

Dad hasn't looked at me like I'm a piece of trash in a long time.

He stopped lounging in the chair and immediately straightened his back, even changing his grip on the chopsticks to a standard position.

"What about orange tea?"

"Oh, she's fine, but it seems she doesn't plan to date. She's a good student, a good girl, and spends all her time studying except for games."

"And what about you!"

Yuan Huanye raised his voice, startling the jailer.

"Two couples have already been paired up within the same guild, don't they feel any sense of crisis at all?!"

The older brother quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Shucheng has his own standards. Although we are familiar with them, they may not suit his personality."

"Then tell me, what type do you like? Your family can help you find someone."

A voice suddenly drifted from the young people's table.

"He likes prison guards, huh?"

Then came a burst of suppressed laughter, leaving Yuan Huanye completely bewildered, thinking it was just the ramblings of someone who had drunk a little.

This isn't nonsense. The jailer's criteria for a partner... He examined his own heart, glanced at his second brother, and was certain: it had to be a jailer...

Zhong Zemo, a person with broad experience, commented that he would be disillusioned sooner or later.

It's like a young, inexperienced author writing sweet romance novels; once he falls in love, his heart breaks and he can no longer write anything decent.

But the jailer thought, "Shouldn't we at least try to break through this wall?"

How can you know if you're just a hypocrite if you don't actually like something?

Like a soul-searching interview with a professional gamer.

Do you consider yourself a professional gamer?

"I think I am."

For some reason, the laughter from the young people's table grew louder, and Yuan Huanye, whose attention had been drawn away, did not continue to ask questions.

The surprise torture of the prison guard came to an end, and feeling like he had been granted a pardon, he quickly ate his fill and slipped away, not giving his father a chance to come back.

At the same time, he did not forget to warn the young people in his family in the most cowardly tone not to tell their father the true meaning of "jailer".

Back home, he didn't dwell on it for long. He turned on his computer, opened the community, and happily shared his fun and risqué pictures with his fellow group members, looking at all sorts of posts.

Not only Jiang Heyi, but everyone in the guild felt that no one could surpass Brother Jailer in terms of the richness of his spiritual world.

He could immerse himself in it, entertaining himself, and if no one reminded him, he could even forget the passage of time.

The candlelight floated on the ceiling, coldly watching the jailer's fingers fly across the keyboard.

If the jailer were to turn around at this moment, he would definitely suffer cardiac arrest.

But with his exceptionally rich inner world, he was happily absorbing the energy of fun, completely unaware that the room temperature was dropping at an unusually rapid pace.

He turned on the air conditioner with his other hand, and the blast of hot air made the candle flame shift its suspended position.

"How could someone like this lead the way among other players in this world in terms of awakening and compatibility?"

"Is it because the others are too useless, or because the other members of the guild are too strong, indirectly causing an impact?"