T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Back to you."

"The spell will not trigger the eruption of the primordial magic sea, so you don't need to worry about the collapse of the real order."

The candle flame, carrying a can of cola, downed it in one gulp and continued speaking.

"You can't take the ring off for now."

"Huh?" Chen Shaoyu was stunned. "Does this ring have a built-in curse effect?"

The story of The Lord of the Rings came to mind instantly.

"You need to be my fuse; I really can't be sure if she's been completely destroyed."

Chen Shaoyu broke out in a cold sweat again.

"You mean, a superhuman consciousness that might go berserk and go out of control may still be lurking within you?"

Candlelight sighed: "Her goal is simply to gain dominance; she has no interest in you. But... something very sad has happened in the Land of Three Domes, and I have done my best to clean up the mess for them."

"The primordial magic in the ring did indeed severely injure her. I could feel the fragments of her consciousness turning to ashes, but... better safe than sorry."

Chen Shaoyu covered his forehead.

"what should I do?"

"Don't stray too far from me. The power of the Primordial Magic Sea will allow me to crush her without a doubt," Candlelight said. "You will infuse me with magic to prevent her from controlling the pathway, ensuring my safety."

"Now I will delve into the game to conduct a self-examination, looking for any fragments of her consciousness that she may have left behind. You just need to keep an eye on the changes inside and outside the game and be my backup plan."

Chen Shaoyu wasn't being modest; he was just an ordinary office worker. How did he suddenly come to hold the key to another possibility at the beginning of the world?

However, the candle flame had already decided that only he could take the ring, and there was no other option but to seek a more suitable one.

"I am at ease knowing that the power that belongs to your world is held by the person who is most like 'Woo'."

With echoes resounding throughout his life, Chen Shaoyu's burdens have grown even heavier.

That's really high praise.

“There’s something else,” Candlelight suddenly said. “She observes the boundary between reality and illusion very frequently. I’m curious, what is she thinking?”

……

……

"Dude, what are you thinking? What on earth are you thinking?!"

Zhong Zemo gestured like an Italian to the prison guard, saying, "Didn't I tell you to praise them? Why did you suddenly turn on me? What did you say?!"

The jailer felt wronged: "The beautiful girls from the Butterfly Clan and the Demon Fox are so eager to get close to me. They're so open about it, and the compliments are just casual remarks."

"How did you praise me?"

"Snow gathers in the moonlight, revealing skin as smooth as ice and jade, with skin as delicate as solidified cream."

Everyone tilted their heads.

These are all fairly normal words. Does that mean they've overlooked the cultural differences in the game's background story?

French Fries asked, "What else did you say?"

"But none of them are as beautiful as your feet, long, straight, and charming."

All six people simultaneously made a gesture of putting their hands to their foreheads.

We shouldn't have let the jailer try to persuade him, but this guy is socially awkward and has the best speaking skills in the whole guild.

The boundary between the real and the virtual is currently located in a city-state called "Broken Hammer" in the southwest of the continent of Anna.

Through Ksha's tireless efforts, they managed to obtain some information about the dragon craftsman Eleravie, but the trail ended in this area.

After gathering information along the way into the city, they finally found a clue among a group of merchants from the Demon Fox Tribe. The jailer's incredible words successfully shut them up.

After asking the local merchants, I learned that it was indeed related to local customs and culture.

Most of the mixed-race tribes in the area, like humans, have a farming culture.

Praising those skilled in hunting and farming, who toil from the earth and live off the mountains, by praising their beautiful feet is tantamount to a blatant satire of their idleness and pampered lifestyle.

It's no less tantamount to pointing your finger at someone and jokingly calling them a rich young master or lady.

Put yourself in Jiang Heyi's shoes; his blood pressure is also high.

We need to find a replacement quickly; we can't let all our efforts in finding Elaevi go to waste.

Their rainbow-colored equipment and the selectable skills they obtained after clearing the Temple of the Clarity were useless; they were just waiting to see how to combine them with their equipment.

My bed, already equipped with the Origin Element set, is drooling with envy, and I wish I could shout "speed up" every day.

In this situation, it would be too extravagant to use stardust to pave the way for free.

After gathering enough information from those around him, Jiang Heyi had an idea.

"French fries, come with me."

French Fries blinked. Was this a team effort?

Chapter 293 The Dragon Arela

Outside the city, along the main road, markets spontaneously formed by merchants bustled with people.

A stall selling animal hides, a display of goods, and casual hawking.

In a dusty environment, attracting customers and making sales are both skills in themselves.

Jiang Heyi appeared in front of the Demon Fox's stall, his welcoming smile instantly turning into disdain.

"One cannot hit a smiling face," Jiang Heyi casually offered a purple material, barely suppressing the other party's anger.

"This is a misunderstanding caused by cultural differences."

"A misunderstanding?" The demon foxes looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Heyi quickly explained that in the city-state where he lived, there was a group of people with a unique aesthetic sense whose greatest hobby was taking care of the feet of their loved ones.

The more beautiful a lover's feet are, the more it proves their love.

Therefore, the jailer's opening praise of everyone's feet is the ultimate compliment in their culture!

The fox stared at each other with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth, its bewildered expression making people chuckle.

French Fries couldn't help but glance at Jiang Heyi sideways: "You really are something else, aren't you?"

"Let's just make something up for now, clear up the misunderstanding, send some small gifts, and get the information. That's the most important thing!" Jiang Heyi lowered his voice. "Take your shoes off."

"That's why you dragged me into this to make your story more believable. The jailer doesn't have a girlfriend and can't handle this job, right?"

“You can use this to tease the prison guard all the time when you get back,” Jiang Heyi said.

French Fries smiled and rolled up his pants leg, revealing his calf, to show the NPC the meticulous results of his character creation.

Fortunately, no one in the virtual-real boundary likes to play the Ancient God style, instead creating themselves as a strange species with maxed-out character creation details.

Seeing that Jiang Heyi's words were sincere and his attitude was genuine, and that he didn't seem to be lying, the Demon Fox quickly adopted the new cultural and customary standards.

"The mainland is so vast, there are all sorts of wonders."

After expressing their feelings, they greeted each other in the manner of the prison guards.

"If that's the case, human, it seems your love for your wife is unparalleled."

French Fries' eyes widened suddenly.

Jiang Heyi's carefully prepared words were abruptly interrupted by the demonic fox, and his heart pounded.

The fact that the two of them blushed simultaneously did not escape the notice of the Demon Fox and his group.

"Would a married couple still feel shy about this? Hahahaha."

"Such a youthful and innocent feeling."

"Elder, this time I believe they are telling the truth."

"Your love is truly enviable; please cherish each other."

Amidst the fox demon's hearty laughter, French Fries' head was practically steaming.

As soon as the two returned to the group, the jailer asked immediately.

"Why are you two so red-faced? Did you have a fight with the other side?"

"Sigh, I told you earlier that if you can't persuade them, just use force. Bangbang, give them two punches and pin them to the ground, let's see if they still go crazy!"

As he spoke, the jailer rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work.

"Aileravi is probably in the mountains not far from this group of demon foxes."

"What?" the jailer exclaimed in surprise. "You actually succeeded in persuading them? How did you do that?"

Jiang Heyi recalled the words of the demon foxes, and while she was secretly pleased, her face flushed again.

"It's not important. We have the address coordinates. Let's set off now."

Even halfway there, the jailer was still puzzled; the fox demons, who were already very angry, had suddenly changed their attitude.

They even gave me a bottle of monster ointment that claims to moisturize and hydrate the skin?

They say it can be used by monsters, but humans can use it too. The gifts they give are so crude.

According to the fox spirit, a strange dragon girl has appeared in the mountains where the tribe is located in the last six months.

She was wearing a suit of iron armor, iron gray in color.

The armor resembled a large jar, covering her completely. If it weren't for the conspicuous dragon horns left by the shaping of the helmet, they wouldn't have been able to identify her race at first.

The arrival of the dragon girl frightened away the large monsters that lived in the mountains.

She seemed to be tinkering with something related to minerals.

The hunters could occasionally hear a clear echo, like the sound of forging metal, from the mountains, and they could also faintly hear the rumble of thunder.

Their only encounter with the Dragon Girl was when she appeared in the tribe without a helmet, wearing heavy iron armor, looking listless and with a gloomy expression.

Then, looking fierce and menacing...

They ate all of their stored food.

She accepted everything offered—rice, dried meat, raw monster meat—and even a handful of crop seeds, saying they were "good for digestion."

The monsters kept as familiars in the tribe trembled in fear.

When the dragon girl wasn't full, she saw them drooling.

He had this crazy attitude of "I don't care where you are, I'm just going to eat and eat and eat and eat."

Perhaps finding the armor cumbersome, she removed it during the meal.

Their inner attire was similar to that of the noble lords in the city-state, resembling formal wear, yet lighter and thinner, with a distinct silky texture.

The clothes, as described, are like a black T-shirt, with every thread shimmering as if stars were woven into them, making them sparkle.

Jiang Heyi and the French fries were a little confused by this description, but they did understand one thing.

The Demon Fox Tribe had never seen this kind of decoration before, and they were even more unfamiliar with the material of the clothes under the Dragon Girl's armor, so they had no way of describing it.

In short, the Dragon Girl ate and drank her fill and left triumphantly, leaving the Demon Fox Tribe members with long faces.

The small tribe of just over 50 people didn't have much food stored up, and the dragon girl's terrifying appetite emptied the warehouse in an instant.

Just as they were worrying about whether they could get through the winter safely, the Dragon Girl reappeared.

Still dressed in her full tin can outfit, she dragged a dismembered behemoth with her bare hands, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, until she arrived at the tribe's gate.

The bloodstains looked like circles drawn around territory.

"Consider it compensation."

With a simple remark, a high-level monster that could potentially destroy the tribe's elite forces flew over and landed heavily in front of the door.

When she came to her senses, she was back in the mountains, continuing her "clang clang clang clang~~~"

He has a strange temper.

They are difficult to deal with.

Scary.