T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

It's a blessing in disguise.

The world is a bubble of fleeting dreams, filled with urging voices.

"Many of my friends are eagerly waiting to watch your live stream. Sigh... my data usage... I should have known better than to reply to your messages."

"Mine, mine, I'll treat you all to dinner next time we meet."

After Jiang Heyi finished speaking, the prison guard added, "I'll send you some good tea as an apology."

"Then we'll take it seriously." With that, the dream ended.

Orange Tea, hands on hips, questioned, "Jailer, you surf the internet and browse so many posts every day, how come you missed this kind of news?"

The jailer shrugged: "Didn't you guys miss it too?"

The four original entities raised their hands and volunteered to take the blame: "It's mine, I'm single, I won't do anything, it's all on me."

"The jailer has 99 pots, you have 1 pot."

Hearing Orange Tea say this, the jailer raised his hands in a French military salute: "Injustice! Why are you so lenient towards the Four Primal Bodies!"

"Stop making fun of anyone. I've been focusing on the storyline lately, and I've definitely been neglecting information gathering in real life. I need to get back to my previous level after I log off." Jiang Heyi glanced at the fries. "Let's save our time alone for tonight."

Upon hearing this, French Fries immediately turned his face away.

The original idea was that living together would facilitate information exchange and ensure seamless online and offline gaming.

But once people actually get together, their initial intentions can easily change for subtle reasons...

The world bubble opened, and players threw their connection codes into the main world bubble. Thousands of players quickly flooded into the space where the virtual and real worlds met.

In Tower of Towers, players focused on crafting can only provide material support and mostly lead a leisurely, idyllic life.

Now that there are cyber live streaming rooms, everyone is rushing to find some fun.

Crazy Xiangzi: "Just arrived. Is this the boundary between reality and illusion for someone who can form a guild for a lifetime?"

Mysterious old man, a giant shark: "Tea Master, I am your fan, we respect and love you!"

Will Phoenix Fall in Love with Rattlesnake?: "Alright, alright, the material team is ready, the Jailer Bro's embarrassing highlights can be updated now."

Suddenly, this sentence popped up from the frantically jumping messages, and the jailer immediately tilted his head.

"Why is it a compilation of my embarrassing moments? Why was it made only for me?"

More and more players rushed over after hearing the news.

With the global server now in operation, the players watching are no longer limited to the Chinese server.

If it weren't for verbal tics, abstract internet slang, and speaking habits, with the high-quality in-game translation provided by Candlelight, it would be impossible to tell who is a Chinese player and who is a foreign player.

Seeing that the time was right, the boundary between reality and illusion entered the 7th layer.

As Xi Lu spun the celestial globe in her hand, the arena in the preparation space remained unchanged, resembling a colosseum.

Entry confirmed – [Weight load]

When players take action on the 7th floor, they are forcibly given the negative status effect of "Heavy".

This status cannot be dispelled, and speed-related buffs for players are affected by weight and cannot take effect.

Jiang Heyi didn't expect such a heavyweight to come up right away.

While it may not seem as disgusting as the "One Trick Pony" on the 6th level, it actually strikes right at the weakest point of the boundary between reality and illusion.

From the moment the server opened, they were obsessed with the invincible, effortless movement.

For those at the boundary between the virtual and the real, the selectable blessing granted by top-tier equipment is actually a fixed blessing; aside from the ability to move with the wind, they don't want anything else.

Increase attack power?

Strengthen physical fitness?

Magic shield?

Slow-recovery buffs during combat?

Ignore all of that; only this can bring a lightning-fast experience and effectively enhance the feel of every step – that is the only true god.

Under the "burdened" entry, the "walking with the wind" effect is ineffective.

The combat feel developed through long-term battles therefore needs to be readjusted.

French Fries blurted out: "Underworld entry."

The victim, furious, gripped the knife; if it had a physical weight, it would have been cut into 2.5 pieces.

Yulu calmly announced the core gameplay of the 7th floor.

"Everything is civil and military."

As soon as the words were spoken, a clear dividing line appeared on the central axis of the arena. A few seconds later, the ground cracked open, and a thick bluestone wall rose up, forming a natural barrier that separated the two sides.

"For the 7th floor, the team needs to provide 6 players."

"Pair up and stand on both sides."

"Players located on the right side of the arena will face powerful monsters that spawn continuously."

"The player located on the left side of the field will answer the question posed by the question setter."

“Every time the player on the left answers incorrectly, it will affect the player on the right.”

"If the answer is correct, assistance will be provided to the player on the right."

Jiang Heyi's brain was working at lightning speed.

The system of collective punishment is similar to that of most MMORPGs: if one person fails, their teammates or the entire raid group will be punished.

However, the core mechanics have been changed from combat and controls to a question-and-answer format.

He asked, "What kind of questions do we need to answer?"

Xi Lu replied immediately: "Various kinds, the question bank is full of all sorts of things."

Zhong Zemo stroked his chin and murmured, "So, this is a miscellaneous encyclopedia of questions and answers, covering all disciplines, with pure randomness to the max."

The jailer's lips twitched: "What kind of genius designed this level? It's really not friendly to people with bad brains."

From God's perspective, the candlelight and the wind exchanged a knowing glance.

Surprisingly, the two did not tease each other, and they both saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.

But off the field...

The Tea Master gave the jailer a disgruntled look: "That's how the game is. If you play, you have to accept it. Besides, who told you to be so clueless and not study properly?"

It's true that everything in this world has its counter; the jailer's stubbornness has never succeeded in front of the Tea God.

No matter how abstract his expression, it couldn't compare to the simple, bewildered tilt of the head by the Tea Master.

This one action alone shattered all his carefully prepared plans. The genuine sympathy he felt for being seen as a pervert for playing abstract games in front of strangers deeply overwhelmed him.

He lost completely.

Xi Lu watched the mini-theater with a smile, as if she were not just an NPC, but a living, breathing person.

"Those of you on the boundary between reality and illusion, are you ready? Please select 6 contestants."

As if to prove something, the jailer brother raised his hand first: "Come on, tea master, my mind is blank, I'm going to fight monsters, can you perform a scene where I can get away without taking any damage?"

Orange Tea pouted and said, "Okay."

"Wow, why aren't you being aggressive towards me now? Shouldn't you be saying tough things like 'Who's afraid of who' or 'Just you wait and see'?" The jailer sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Jiang Heyi asked, "Will you answer the question or should I?"

French Fries gripped the Mad Wolf knife tightly.

"Okay, I'll go answer the questions."

There was no need to ask Zhong Zemo; as a teacher, it was his duty to demonstrate the erudition befitting his profession.

only……

The woman in bed said, "You should be able to get all of them right, right? I believe you can do it."

"Thank you, Bed, for being even more confident than me."

Chapter 418 Plenty of Dog Food

After discussion, Zhong Zemo and his quilt were chosen to be the first to experience it.

In terms of movement, the bed is undoubtedly the best. Even without movement speed bonuses, the accumulated excellent combat habits and judgment remain, making it very suitable for demonstration.

The evening dew spun lightly on the spot, turning into countless bubbles and dissipating.

The space swayed softly.

Those who had just dealt with Düsseldorf instinctively wanted to attack.

A gold-framed mirror, as tall as two people, came into view.

Two slender tentacles extend from the sides of the frame, forming three lobes at the ends, resembling the claws of a claw machine, opening and closing.

Without feet, it is located at the bottom of the frame, with round wheels fitting snugly against it.

It's like a unicycle performer, entering the venue and circling the boundary between reality and illusion, reflecting everyone's image in the mirror.

"Sound sampling complete."

"The voice line 'Sealed in bed and still not returned' has been adopted."

"Huh?" the blanket exclaimed.

The echoes of the magic mirror's words had not yet faded when the two voices formed a duet.

The magic mirror rippled incessantly, and a line of symbols gradually appeared.

“(`▽)”

Still trying to act cute?

"Players who participate in the trial, step onto the stage where your destinies will be intertwined."

Helpless, he turned and walked to the other side of the field.

French Fries asked, "Where should we watch the game?"

The magic mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and when they came to their senses, they found themselves standing on the huge stone wall in the center of the vertical platform, even though they weren't participating in the competition.

The view here is expansive, offering a panoramic vista of the entire site from both sides.

On the stone wall and in the air above the half of the room where the quilt is located, the phantom image of the magic mirror appears, and its every move will be projected in sync.

"The game will begin in one minute."

"(づ)づ"

Zhong Zemo was stunned.

I love using emoticons when chatting privately in bed.

The mirror's replicated voice and identical chatting habits made him smile involuntarily.

"30 seconds."

The blanket has been tested, and the negative effect of "burden" has not yet taken effect.

The plan to get used to the attacking style in advance failed, so they could only improvise.

"10 seconds."

Zhong Zemo took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, cleared his mind, and relaxed.

Jiang Heyi, who was positioned above the stone wall, suddenly thought of a crucial question.

Yuru didn't explain at all what the conditions for clearing the game were.

Zhong Zemo, who was in the arena at the moment, also realized this. He suddenly opened his eyes and was about to say something when a loud "Start!" resounded throughout the arena.

Without hesitation, he listened intently.

What is a light-year?

Zhong Zemo blinked. It was a reward question.