T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Before the wolves could react, everyone shoved the captured wolves against their arms, forcing them to bite and gnaw fiercely.

There was a slight mishap with the filthy soup; for some reason, the wolf refused to bite him.

Weird.

Helpless, he had no choice but to pry open the wolf's mouth, shove his arm inside, press its upper jaw against the wall, and ram it violently!

There are always more solutions than problems. If someone is unwilling to take the bait, we'll have to resort to some other means.

Using the countdown timer floating above the field to complete the 10-second countdown, the seven people crushed the wolf's head in unison.

The crumbling Chosen of Khorne, fueled by a bloodthirsty frenzy, unleashed seven figures that hurtled into the wolf pack like missiles.

Clearly, a single blow could have been fatal, yet someone made an OK sign and lightly flicked the wolf's head.

The force was very gentle, stunning the demon wolf but not killing it.

Some people broke the wolves' limbs, leaving them to howl on the ground.

All refreshed units should be left with a single line.

Stockpile them until the fourth refresh, then slaughter them all at once.

Doing this will greatly increase the combat power of the airdropped mages that appear in the 5th round, and double their experience.

"It's coming at 12 o'clock."

"One point of alert."

"Prevent six leaks and repair them immediately."

Communication was clear and concise, and the teamwork was excellent.

From God's perspective, the seven people's coordinated operation was incredibly smooth and pleasing to the eye; even Xue Shui Chao Mian, who was watching, couldn't help but nod in approval.

A purely formulaic approach involves meticulously controlling every detail from the very first round, guiding the outcome in a predetermined direction to maximize profits.

Stable, low-risk, and highly replicable.

It's a homework template that anyone can follow.

If they have the ability, they will take out the airdrop units in the 6th round, but most of the time they will spawn dragons, which are difficult for the Khorne Chosen to deal with. Therefore, they focus on the first 5 rounds and pass the opportunity for double critical hits to the next one.

Anyway, they can definitely copy the boundary between virtual and real, so developing it and open-sourcing it to my good buddies is definitely a good deal.

Highly efficient, swift, and terrifyingly fast at killing monsters.

Although they gained one less layer of safety experience, they surpassed the boundary between the virtual and real worlds overnight, and all members reached level 23.

The assignment was passed to the comical tree, and Huangliang Yimeng, after a moment's thought, gave his own solution.

The team originally had 3 elemental mages, and two more will be transferred to make a total of 5.

The final configuration is 5 elemental mages, 1 paladin, and 1 shadowwalker.

What if the newly chosen second profession only has the initial class skills?

The reason for choosing the Elemental Mage is its rich and varied initial skill set.

In order to prevent the system from identifying him as a player with outstanding skills, Huang Liang Yi Meng ordered that whatever unit spawned in the first round should be allowed to enter the circle of the light green mother tree and cause damage.

When they are on the verge of defeat, they struggle to win using magic.

A group of level 21 mages could easily make a dire wolf tremble with a mere breath; a hard-won victory is no easy feat.

Left with no other choice, the Jiangdong Iron Wall set an example.

Holding his staff, he leaped high into the air and struck a demon wolf on the head.

Before the other person could die, he struck him twice more with the stick.

Yuzi Chef Steamed Goose was taken aback: "It has also invaded the territory of Great Wu, and you're still going to get angry?"

Jiang Dong Tiebi shrugged: "It was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, I just got into it."

Faced with the goblins, the entire Comical Tree fought and retreated.

Faced with human foot soldiers, the comical trees were all caught in a dilemma.

Faced with the cavalry charge, the entire comical tree crew looked ashen-faced... Heh heh, they were just pretending.

Five elemental mages stood around the light green mother tree, like a fortress, unmoving.

The Paladin casts [Sage's Blessing], greatly enhancing the skills and magic damage of friendly players for a short period of time.

Release [Sublime Barrier] to reduce the physical damage that friendly players are about to receive.

Unleash the [Sword of the Sacrifice], and all damage taken by the player will enhance the Paladin's attributes in all aspects, condensing a holy longsword and granting it the noble attribute of ignoring physical defense.

The artillery was set up, and the bombardment began indiscriminately.

My sword was not without its weaknesses. Witnessing the most powerful troops in ancient human history fall one after another during their charge, unable to even touch them, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

"It feels like traveling back in time and witnessing the tragic exit of cavalry from the stage of history."

After the advent of firearms, cold weapons became romantic and symbolic representations.

It appears in countless literary works and in the short videos that the general public watches every day.

The craftsmen who forged swords took out the unshaped blanks from the furnace and the flowing flames, and hammered them into shape, one blow at a time.

It will indeed appear on the battlefield, and may shine again in some corner where close combat is taking place, but for all those who step onto the battlefield, the consensus is clear.

Seven steps away, the gun is fast.

Within seven steps, the gun is both accurate and fast.

"Magic is truly a wonderful thing... simple, brutal, and unreasonable. No wonder those bastard nobles of Anna have managed to remain unscathed." I sighed inexplicably, my sword not being at a disadvantage either.

"Four generations of high-ranking officials dislike their peers?"

After clearing out the cavalry in front of him, Jiangdong Iron Wall turned around and complained about his friend who was too engrossed in his work.

He didn't think it was being pretentious; since they started playing the game, each of them had experienced moments of inexplicable empathy.

Everything was so real that they were sometimes in a daze, wondering whether the world they woke up to was reality, or whether the dream they had created, which contained countless legendary stories, was the most beautiful reality.

Hovering between the illusory and the real, this sense of separation often leaves them bewildered.

"Wake up, there's no such thing as four generations of noble families. It's just role-playing. If we really transmigrated, we'd most likely just be cannon fodder in front of the magician lords." I Sword also admitted frankly, "Think about it carefully... if we transmigrate to a world like Anna and don't become magicians, life would be truly hopeless."

He paused, then concluded.

"It's so good to be born on this planet, in this world..."

Huang Liangyi added, "Alas, it would be best if it were this country. I don't want to be reincarnated into the neighboring lighthouse to sell my blood to study and go to school. When the magicians and nobles of Anna come, they will shout extremes."

"Isn't the Anna government prohibiting doll makers from dissecting and selling human remains?"

"Potato and his crew ran through the entire Anna storyline, which was a high-risk operation. King Kurion, the famous emperor, was a taboo subject that no one was allowed to touch. Anyone who touched him would be stripped of their title or die suddenly."

"Damn, is Kurien really that humane? This is going to be a joke in hell."

The two spectators, Enamel Cup and Snow Water Fried Noodles, were suddenly taken aback. The two elderly people, whose expressions were not particularly rich, couldn't hide the upturned corners of their mouths at this moment.

A sense of relief, relief, and pride welled up inside me, forming an awkward expression on my face—wanting to laugh but holding back to maintain my composure.

"What's that saying again?" asked Xue Shui Chao Mian. "The one young people often use when they're exchanging memes these days."

The enamel mug blended in with the young man in the game and quickly understood what he wanted.

"It's even better than our education."

"I think this is a kind of self-confidence."

Which one do you want?

Snow Water Fried Noodles finally burst out laughing: "Of course I want them all! Isn't that a perfect description?"

"As I said, the younger generation is not like some stray dogs whose spines have been broken, barking at their own people and wagging their tails to beg outsiders to look up to them and give them a piece of leftovers."

"I can feel it; this is progress."

"To call it progress is too arrogant; it's just a return to the right track, a return to basics. A certain group of people who emerged during historical cycles were just dregs, and this generation will sweep them out of the room completely."

Xue Shui Chao Mian nodded: "I trust your judgment."

Chapter 373 Outpost Defense!

The crowd remained silent, focusing solely on leveling up.

The feasibility of farming experience by exploiting floor-level barriers was fully verified, and the three guilds reaped significant rewards overnight.

The only one who fell behind, Orange Sky, also broke out from the 4th floor at the end of this round of the game and got straight to the point.

Jiang Heyi and Jiang Heyi, who lived together without any psychological burden, got up naturally and went to the mirror to look at their somewhat messy hair.

They were half asleep last night, and it seemed like their heads bumped together. When Jiang Heyi woke up this morning, all he saw was French fries with black hair covering his face.

Strands of hair brushed against Jiang Heyi's nose, making his skin itch.

"Between the two of us, which one is sleeping in the wrong position?" French Fries asked knowingly.

Jiang Heyi spread his hands: "It's mine, it's mine."

He slept on the left, and French Fries slept on the right.

When he got up, French Fries was sitting on the middle line, his feet naturally resting on his calves.

French Fries was trying not to laugh, so he whistled and ran off to wash up.

The activity time at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was changed last night.

From 10 p.m. to 7 a.m.

In two days, Jiang Heyi basically figured out the daily routines of the other five people.

The jailer said his schedule was more normal than before, but he still couldn't get up before 8 a.m. According to him, he would take at least 5 more minutes at home and stay up until 9 a.m.

Zhong Zemo is able to get up at 8 o'clock thanks to his diligence.

On their first day of living together, there was no option for a customized breakfast. Now it's the second day. After waking up, Squid peeled off everyone's fridge magnets, skillfully rummaged through the fridge to find the ingredients she needed, and hummed a little tune as she strolled into the kitchen.

The nature of her work led to a very rhythmic life for Cuttlefish. She would quit the game at 7 a.m., and as soon as she was fully awake, she would wash up and start preparing breakfast for everyone. Around 8 a.m., as everyone gradually came back to their senses and their stomachs began to rumble, a sumptuous meal would already be laid out on the restaurant table.

Of course, Jiang Heyi's help was indispensable in this process.

"Bed" is the game ID full name of "Sealed Bed Still Has Not Returned".

Judging from his name, he doesn't seem like an early riser; it perfectly matches his persona.

When the weather gets cold, even if she sets up an electric heater to dry her icy clothes in advance, she still wraps herself up like a big dumpling, slowly peeking out from under the covers to roll up her clothes one by one and put them on.

The blanket monster devoured it mercilessly!

"It's cold, so cold..."

She was awakened by Zhong Zemo, who was wearing an apron and chopping chopsticks. She struggled to get out of bed, trembling like a quail.

"I hate this damp and cold weather."

As she spoke, she tried to pounce on the squid, but he stopped her by pressing his hand on her forehead.

"This is an apron, this is an oil stain, and this is your lovely pajamas."

The pajamas in the blankets are from a Pokémon; the huge Gengar hood pulls down over your head, revealing a ghostly face.

Cuttlefish emphasized this in a serious tone, but it only made the bedside laugh uncontrollably.

"Why did you specifically come up here to wake me up?" she asked curiously.

"You're the only one who's staying in bed."

"I don't believe it, where's the jailer?"

"He got up as soon as he smelled it."

"What about the tetramorphs?"

"I have the body of a corporate slave, and there's still some office worker vibe left. I claim I don't dare to stay in bed."

"The Tea Master, the Tea Master is a college student, just like me."

"Tea Master and French Fries have already been doing several rounds of warm-up exercises outside."

I can hardly believe it, but I'm actually the laziest one here.