T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The series of actions were like a series of punches, leaving everyone dizzy and disoriented.

Upon hearing that the lord had personally come to the front lines to inspect the progress of the project, many people murmured in disbelief, "The saint has really come."

Since the matter involved themselves and was spearheaded by the lord, the people of Silent Territory were highly enthusiastic, bringing their own provisions to join in the grand undertaking.

The once lifeless territory, exploited and stagnant, suddenly bursts into vibrant life, as if spring had arrived overnight.

The lively atmosphere even made the merchants linger, eager to see for themselves what this acting lord, who had won the love and loyalty of the entire territory in just a few days, looked like.

The onlookers came not only from within the territory, but also from the sky.

After the Tower World opened, the enamel mug kept a close eye on it.

Ordinary players need to follow along by cutting and editing videos from various guilds to immerse themselves in the atmosphere of clearing levels and climbing towers, while players can follow their own strategy updates through the daily permissions granted by the guilds.

This time, the enamel mug naturally brought along its old friend.

The human player with the ID "Snow Water Fried Noodles" muttered to himself, "I remember you were so worried before, unwilling to enter the game. Turns out you were just saying one thing and meaning another."

Many of them are reluctant to wear the device.

The enamel mug also felt that this mentality was very similar to that of people who thought cameras could capture souls back then, but their inner concerns were always difficult to overcome.

If the movies weren't really that good, he wouldn't have adapted so quickly.

The enamel mug said, "People who are half-buried in the ground and don't know when they'll end up in the ICU shouldn't worry too much. Their children and grandchildren will have their own lives. Let's admit it, neither you nor I can predict where the future will lead."

Snow Water Fried Noodles sighed: "That's true. Who would have thought that I would encounter such a thing in my lifetime? I really hope that I would be knocked unconscious with a stick and wake up to find that what happened in the past few months was just a dream."

The view that Tower World = World Championship has also influenced the higher-ups.

As a rising great power, self-confidence is of paramount importance.

Those who think it's just a game are ridiculous and foolish idiots who haven't been unilaterally attacked in the arena of public opinion.

A game with tens of millions of players worldwide and an impact on hundreds of millions of people cannot be simply viewed as a game.

If it weren't for candlelight, no country would ever allow such a massive game to operate as a global server.

Direct dialogue among the people eliminates information gaps, acting like a mirror that reveals the true nature of the demons and monsters on each side.

Faced with this platform, which is equivalent to recreating a virtual miniature society on the basis of real society, all they can do is observe and try to accept the impact it brings.

No one knows whether it's good or bad, but the current shock might have some desensitizing effect on the fact that there are worlds beyond our own.

Just as the candlelight said.

"The creatures of this world have not yet learned to cooperate. With your understanding of the world and power, your future will only be a gentle drowning."

Snow Water Fried Noodles: "So, how were our grades?"

"We currently occupy one spot in the top 100."

"Only one seat?"

Xue Shui Chao Mian, who didn't know much about the game, widened his eyes, thinking that his team was at a huge disadvantage. With a prompt, he opened the leaderboard.

Seeing that only one country made the list out of the top 100, and that country was mostly outside the top 60, while his own country's only one was ranked first, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, all this mess, this unsigned nonsense, doesn't represent the country..."

"Units created by candlelight compete directly with the player."

"Are we surrounded by AI?"

"It seems so at the moment."

They witnessed firsthand the power of the candlelight.

To be able to surpass her masterpiece, the snow water fried noodles are truly amazing.

When you select the boundary between reality and illusion to view, it happens to be the stage of winning people's hearts at the beginning of the second playthrough.

Throughout the tour, from the public trial to the construction of an irrigation canal as a form of work relief, the two men nodded frequently.

Snow water fried noodles praised: "It still has a strong public support. If the standard for passing the border is based on public opinion, then it's already good enough at this point."

"The problem is that the money and food rations are too generous. Not all class brothers are hardworking and diligent. There are quite a few who take advantage of the situation. Setting the starting point too high will cause a lot of trouble."

“If their educational background is low, and they are too friendly, they may not fully understand the kindness and may instead take the help for granted.”

"Why aren't these kids laying the ideological foundation for the masses? They're neglecting this part of the propaganda work, which is of utmost importance."

The enamel mug got a headache from all the nagging.

"Shut up, can't you just watch the movie quietly?"

“They are just playing a simulation game, not retracing our steps.”

"Moreover, don't force your experience onto people with different worldviews. Do you intend to reason with a magician? Here, the magician is the greatest violence, and violence is the truth."

“In my grandson’s words, this is called a ‘guidance addiction,’ which will get you scolded by young people. No wonder your granddaughter doesn’t like you.”

The snow water fried noodles suddenly fell silent.

It's clear that the topic of his granddaughter had a significant impact on him.

After a long while, he finally spoke again.

"I vaguely heard that you made a phone call to help these kids resolve their problem?"

"The taller the tree, the more the wind will blow. While I can still move and my reputation still holds some value, I'll use my seniority to shield them from the wind."

"I heard several people have been arrested because of this."

“They deserve it.” The enamel mug paused, then continued.

"Actually, I think some of us below should also go in and have a heart-to-heart talk."

“They are too weak-willed. Young people can straighten their backs and lean forward, but when they kneel down, they can’t stand up.”

"It's one thing to be unable to stand up, but to reach out and grab a young person, saying 'There's nothing we can do' and 'It's always been this way' all the time."

"I really like a quote my grandson relayed from the internet: 'They are like dogs whose spines have been removed, limp puddles of mud. You can't expect them to guard the house or provide any emotional value. These dogs' daily routine is just whining and talking about yesterday, as if their inability to get up today is everyone else's fault, a limitation of the environment and the times.'"

"But is it possible that they have been abandoned by the times?"

"I think that makes a lot of sense; the young man has insight."

"You fear the changes brought about by the candlelight for the same reason. You know the truth but are afraid to face it. Is this truth any more difficult than the path we walked back then?"

"If he were still alive, he would scold us for not being ambitious."

Snow Water Fried Noodles paused for a moment, then laughed: "You can talk even more than I can."

The enamel mug, caught up in the moment, waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's watch the show."

"By the way, I recognize most of these kids' names, but is there a deeper meaning behind 'Jailer Appraisal Expert'?"

The man with the enamel mug rubbed his forehead and said, "How about this, why don't we go back and ask your granddaughter? I remember she also follows games."

Snow water fried noodles blinked in confusion.

The Good Lords Simulator has a harmonious atmosphere.

On the first day of construction, Jiang Heyi personally took charge, using magic to help the project progress.

After symbolically expressing his stance, he disappeared.

This was Zhong Zemo's request.

The lord should set an example; for this group of people with very low levels of education, being too humble might be seen as weakness.

Maintaining mystery and authority is also very necessary.

The simulation, which had proceeded smoothly without incident, reached its 15th day as the clock ticked on, when an unexpected event occurred that could not be skipped.

Butler Navas rushed over: "Sir Basque, the Wilt family, have suddenly sent someone to visit the castle."

The group looked at each other, and after thinking for a while, they remembered that these were two local factions mentioned in the first playthrough, but with little visual representation.

Throughout the first playthrough of the simulation, they were like air, completely invisible, and everyone forgot they existed.

The noble Basque sent an old man with a deep, unfathomable gaze. He refused Navas's invitation to call out his name and did not introduce himself.

From the moment Jiang Heyi entered the reception room, he sat upright in his seat, only his gaze following her. His seemingly calm face revealed a disdain shrouded in a thin mist.

The magician family of Wilt sent a handsome young man named Broca.

He humbly and politely followed Jiang Heyi into the room, rising with a warm smile on his face.

"Thank you both for coming. I am deeply grateful..."

The elder of the Basque family tapped the table lightly, forcing Jiang Heyi to interrupt his warm-up remarks.

"Let's get straight to the point, Imperial Knight, Acting Lord, Mr. Cyber ​​Potato. You should know that 'acting' has its limits."

“You’ve been too busy lately. We don’t dislike your energy, but I hope that you, as the acting lord, will not let your behavior disrespect or insult the name of the nobility.”

Jiang Heyi frowned: "What did I do to make you so unhappy?"

"Personally participating in the construction of the irrigation canal, inspecting the granaries, and so on," the old man reminded him. "You are desecrating the honor carried by the proudest group in the empire."

"I know you yearn to rise to the top in one step, but in order to become a formal lord, all you can think of is winning over those lowly insects?"

hiss……

The old man spoke with a distinct intonation, and the unquestionable tone in his voice acted like a jack, squeezing the air in his chest and abdomen down to his throat.

Jiang Heyi's throat was very itchy, and for some reason, he, who was usually in a good temper, had a strong urge to lash out.

"That's all."

After saying this, the old man got up and left.

He wasn't there to have a conversation; he seemed more like there to argue.

The jailer muttered under his breath, "It sounds like they want you to go and pay your respects to the powerful figures."

When the previous lord's line ended without an heir, the ownership of the territory became a delicate issue, and everything had to wait for the judge's inspection.

The previously inactive Basque family seems to have conceived the idea of ​​remotely controlling a puppet lord.

His unreasonable attacks and insults were like disciplining a disobedient child.

"I'm giving you a chance to kneel before me and beg me."

Jiang Heyi took a deep breath to calm his chest, while those around him who understood the Basque family's thinking were also breathing heavily.

As a player, I've never been treated like this before.

I must kill your whole family!

Jiang Heyi forced a smile and returned the courtesy with politeness.

"What brings you here, Mr. Broca?"

"Could you modify the bounty you posted in the Adventurers' Guild?" Broca asked with a smile.

Jiang Heyi took out the prepared bounty notice, which stated that he was looking for a level 6 or higher mage to assist in the construction of the irrigation canal.

Looking at it from left to right, there was nothing inappropriate in the words, and it shouldn't offend the Wilt family.

Broca cautioned, "We hope you can limit the regulations to level 6 and below."

"what?"

“This would offend high-level mages,” Broca said helplessly.

"..."

"..."

“We understand Your Excellency’s desire to benefit the territory. The Wilt family is willing to send three mages to assist you in exchange for your modifications.”

Jiang Heyi sighed: "A few minor changes, no need to spend any money, we will recruit ourselves."

"Thank you for your understanding, my lord. I will not disturb you any longer."

After a long silence in the reception room, everyone sighed in unison.

This world is full of rules.

In order to get through the customs, Jiang Heyi couldn't afford to offend both families. The Wilt family's attitude was to discuss things and they were very accommodating, so he was willing to give them face in return.

A difference of one rank is really nothing.

Given that their entire family were powerful mages, they spared their entire family during the massacre of the city.