T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

“86 units, confirmed.” She confirmed carefully, “The exchange rate for Colosseum chips fluctuates depending on factors such as the number of bettors.”

If you are dissatisfied with the exchange result, I can call the arena management on your behalf.

dissatisfied?

How could I possibly be dissatisfied!

86 purple materials—in a normal guild of 2-30 people, it would take 3-4 days of hard work to accumulate enough, and it all depends on luck.

With few people at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, there are basically no good ways to make up for the losses except for promoting the underground temple to generate revenue.

He was in a great mood, having just received a huge sum of money for free, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

Zhong Zemo couldn't help but applaud: "Establishing the Orange Tea Cult is of utmost urgency!"

"Like I said, I can't imagine how incredibly lucky Orange Tea must be in her life." The jailer was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

At first, Orange Tea tried to argue, but now she's completely given up.

People like to come over and touch and hug each other to absorb good luck and perform mystical rituals, so let them be.

Seeing that the mint was a little wilted, but she was trying to remain calm, Jiang Heyi went up to her and walked alongside her.

"I've spoken with the others, and the guild warehouse access is now fully open to you."

Mint was taken aback.

"Well, you're a member of the guild too. Thanks to you, we've accomplished far more than expected." Jiang Heyi laughed heartily. "Whether it's anti-magic dust or anti-magic tablets, use them if you want. We'll figure out how to find some more later."

Mint's eyes suddenly filled with a shower of stars, sparkling brightly.

Suddenly, her bright eyes dimmed again. She suppressed her emotions and pursed her lips.

"This joke is not funny at all."

"It's not a joke."

After a moment of silence, Mint pressed down on the brim of her hat, making it difficult for Jiang Heyi to see her expression from above.

"You're just using a warehouse full of junk to keep me working for your guild. All you think about is yourself."

"So, do you want it or not?"

"Of course I want it! You've already given it to me, it would be such a waste if I refused!" Mint said through gritted teeth. "I'm going to devour your entire stock!"

Just moments ago she felt like a prisoner about to be executed, but suddenly she felt refreshed and her steps became lighter.

At noon, Jiang Heyi arrived at Garcia's workshop as agreed.

The workshop courtyard was filled with steam.

In the sweltering heat, excessive fatigue made Garcia, a robust middle-aged man, walk unsteadily, as if he were being overwhelmed by the churning heat.

The son, who was assisting with the forging, trembled as he served him tea.

"With such a weak physique, how can he become a great craftsman?" Garcia glared at his son weakly and scolded, "Are you going to make your elders laugh at you?"

"Quickly, turn off the fire, ventilate, let it cool down, and serve tea!"

Only then did he realize that he needed to quickly serve tea to the distinguished guest, but remembering his father's advice about ventilation and heat dissipation, he took two steps forward and then one step back.

It vividly illustrates what it means to be torn apart by one's own will.

Garcia's pale face flushed red as he watched his son stand there dumbfounded in front of the distinguished guests.

Jiang Heyi waved his hand: "I'm not one for formalities, let's get straight to the point... Where is your masterpiece?"

He intended to retrieve it himself, but Garcia stubbornly stood up, leaning on the table, and walked step by step to the pond in a corner of the courtyard.

After washing the dirt off his hands with the clear pool water, a burst of magic emanated from his palms, pointing towards the center of the deep pond, beneath the surface.

Two knives, one long and one short, were hidden in a pile of fist-sized, azure-blue ore that exuded a chilling aura.

Drawn by magic, the blades of the two knives trembled slightly, causing ripples to spread across the water.

After two sharp clangs, it tore open a shower of water.

Two knives emerged from the water like dragons breaking free from their confinement and roaring. Under the midday sun, the blades reflected a dazzling light like dragon scales.

Without eating, drinking, or resting, Garcia completed the forging and improvement in a day and a half with the highest efficiency he had ever achieved.

The disheveled man, his beard matted with sweat, held two knives suspended in mid-air with a magical power, instinctively reaching out to touch them, his eyes filled with longing.

But then, as if electrocuted, he withdrew his hand and respectfully waited for Jiang Heyi and the original flavor fries to come forward and claim their masterpiece.

Plain Fries reached out, and a long knife, enveloped in a faint blue ripple, landed lightly in her hands.

【Elemental Heart Longsword】

Quality: 96

Inside the workshop, you could hear a pin drop.

"96... just 4 points short." Plain fries swallowed.

In StarCraft, equipment doesn't display stats directly like in regular games. To evaluate whether a piece of equipment is good and worth keeping, you need to look not only at its rarity and quality, which are displayed by color and are easily identifiable, but also at its forging quality.

Taking the Clarity Set obtained from challenging the Temple of the Clarity as an example, Jiang Heyi's entire body is white, and the equipment quality is generally below 50.

For armor, the higher the quality, the better the defensive effect.

Naturally, the higher the quality of a weapon, the more lethal it is.

Without seeing specific numerical values, pursuing quality becomes the goal for every player.

High-quality drops are extremely rare. If you forge the set yourself by obtaining the blueprint, according to Garlic Sprout's description, high-rarity recipes come with a huge failure rate. Success on the first try, plus high quality, is simply a matter of luck.

Although Garlic Sprout also mentioned that there are ways to increase the success rate of forging and the upper limit of the quality of forged products, it has been 13 days since the server opened, and players are still exploring everything like children. Heaven knows where Garlic Sprout's methods are or how to obtain them.

Moreover, high quality is not all that this long sword is about.

In the game's mechanics, forging equipment grants a blessing attribute for every 40 quality points.

A quality of 100 grants 3 blessings.

In addition to the random blessing effect that comes with the set design blueprint, the Elemental Heart Longsword of Original Fries has the following three attributes.

【Elemental Burst】: The heart reawakens on the object and beats again. Elements flow and leap in your hands, but they are not obedient and are somewhat rebellious.

When attacking, the reversed elemental flow has a chance to cause an elemental explosion effect.

[Light as a feather]: The weapon feels as light as a feather in your hand, saving more stamina when attacking.

[With a gust of wind]: A gentle breeze extends a helping hand to you, making your movements more agile.

Before forging, Garcia asked Original Fries what specific requirements he had for the weapon, and Original Fries replied that it should be lightweight and agile.

And he emphasized, "We must strive for perfection."

Seeing the gentle smile on Garcia's face as he watched the cold, plain fries, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your pursuit of perfection is something that cannot be achieved with the available materials and within the limited time. This is the best I can do right now."

Holding the Heart of Elements long knife tightly, the light and airy texture made her momentarily unaware that the knife was already in her hand.

The whispers of the breeze echoed in my ears, making my body feel light, as if I had grown wings.

As a martial artist, she could vaguely sense traces of the flow of elements.

"Perfect," she couldn't help but exclaim.

Garcia, having regained his strength, burst into laughter.

For a craftsman, this is the highest praise.

"Thank you for your kind words, but I know it is still far from the perfection you have described." Garcia tilted his head back with delight, gazing at the high-hanging sun. "It will not be my best work."

"But it should at least be your best work to date."

Garcia smiled without saying a word.

It was Jiang Heyi's turn.

He had previously kept his expectations low, since the first forging of the weapon was done by the nun doll, and this inexperienced craftsman used a forging method that guaranteed success, so the quality was probably terrible.

But when the original flavor fries got their hands on a long knife that could be passed down as a family heirloom, their usually calm hearts were stirred.

Reach out and touch.

【Elemental Heart Short Sword】

Quality: 70

[Elemental Pollution]: The heart beats again on the object, and the elements flow and pulsate in your hands.

They were as gentle and kind as a breeze.

When attacking, following the flow of elements, there is a chance that elemental residue will be formed after the attack.

【Immaculate Light】: Bathed in radiance, your attacks will be more lethal to undead and evil spirits, and you have a chance to gain radiant protection.

Specializing in damaging undead creatures was Jiang Heyi's requirement.

Since it was a product that was only half-forged, it was difficult to guarantee that Garcia, who possessed both divine and demonic qualities, could successfully complete the improvement.

Therefore, he decided to specialize his attributes to target the undead creatures that frequently appeared in the Underground Temple of the Clarity, hoping to get a guaranteed minimum reward.

Garcia also successfully achieved the effect he wanted.

"The forging was already halfway done, and the Elemental Heart had begun to be activated, so the improvement was quite difficult..." Garcia said helplessly. "Although I was already very tired at that time, I still did my best."

His words carried a hint of pride.

Jiang Heyi was overjoyed as he played with the short knife.

"You don't need to be modest, this is much better than I imagined."

“I’ve heard some people talk about you, saying that you are a master craftsman whose forging quality is extremely unstable, with both the upper and lower limits being astonishing.”

"I must admit, when I saw a pile of farm tools instead of weapons in your yard, I doubted your competence for a time."

Garcia waved his hand sheepishly, “I’ve heard those comments too… In fact, they’re right.”

He actually admitted it frankly.

Garcia picked up a plow from the yard and looked bitterly at his reflection in the gleaming metal.

“My reputation has suffered, and people have started to laugh at me for being a great craftsman who doesn’t live up to his name. Over time, fewer and fewer people are willing to place orders with me.”

The professions of craftsman, potion master, and alchemist all rely on reputation.

No one wants to waste materials that have been painstakingly searched for.

I'm quite curious about the boundary between reality and illusion. What caused this master craftsman, who could forge near-perfect works with all his might, to have such fluctuating skill levels, like a rollercoaster?

Mint said he forged each piece by hand and was meticulous in his forging process.

That pride and love for one's skills emanates naturally from the eyes and words, and anyone can feel it.

The reasons why Garcia didn't bring up the matter were not something they wanted to inquire about.

Seeing that Garcia seemed hesitant to speak, Jiang Heyi simply asked, "Do you have something to say? If it's about payment, it's not too late to bring it up now. We are very satisfied with your work."

Garcia's son, who was in his early seventeen or eighteens, was impatient and immediately became excited upon hearing Jiang Heyi's words.

"Really? May we be allowed to keep a finished product on display in the workshop?"

Garcia coughed violently.

How can you be so direct when asking someone for a favor!

Moreover, the other party was a benefactor to their workshop.

"How long do you plan to demonstrate?"

Garcia's eyes widened at the mention of plain fries; it clearly meant he agreed!

He covered his son's face with his large hand, silencing him before he could speak.

He licked his dry lips and tentatively asked, "Two...two days, is that alright?"

Seeing the thoughtful expressions on the faces of the others at the boundary between reality and illusion, he quickly changed his words: "One..."

"Okay, two days it will be." Plain Fries said decisively, placing the knife on the stone table.

Garcia's eyes reddened. What a stroke of luck that allowed him to encounter a group of heroes who could easily defeat the Slime King when he was down on his luck.

This group of young people from a foreign land is enough to make the arrogant younger generation of the Anna Empire blush with shame.