T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Players with gaming privileges inside the venue were already dreaming about winning glory for their country.

The chat group, which straddled the line between the virtual and real worlds, was equally lively. Apart from Zhong Zemo, who was in class, and the four original entities in their corporate slave mode, everyone was frantically sending messages.

The Screamer's Snow Mountain Request has a 30-day time limit and is worth 10 Star Sands.

A guide to conquering the Underground Temple of the Clarity.

The guild war is starting in 6 days.

So busy, so busy! There are so many things to do and so much to do, I'm almost too busy to keep up with the boundary between reality and virtuality.

"This is really going to be a big deal. Is there even a slim chance that the boundary between reality and virtuality will allow us to win glory for our country?" The jailer was particularly excited. "Is there any possibility... fast forward to the point where we're the champions?"

Original Fries: "Why don't we fast forward to making videos of the endings of the guild war at the boundary between reality and illusion, and then make videos of the endings of each timeline?"

"Wow, you understand. Let's get started. And it really worked. This is part of the prophecy."

Now, Jiang Heyi can no longer easily say things like "getting a reward for nothing".

Guild wars are just a competition between players. For those who enjoy exploring the boundaries between reality and fantasy in the game, spending a lot of time grinding is not as good as just casually collecting the minimum rewards.

The principle is similar to the "retirement" aspect of mobile games, where players are limited to the lowest possible score for each event, emphasizing a relaxed and carefree lifestyle.

It allows players to represent their country in international competitions, and it's a new game, making this its highly anticipated first major tournament...

It's impossible for someone not to have even a tiny bit of fantasy in their heart.

Sure enough, even the original flavor fries who advocated for a free-for-all didn't mention "free-for-all" again in the conversation, but instead followed the jailer's lead and made a joke.

This is completely unlike her usual chatting style.

Deep inside the original flavor fries, there probably is a tiny flame rising.

Orange Tea must have been secretly playing on her phone during class, briefly typing a line of text.

"Where is the seventh person?"

The group chat suddenly fell silent.

Time is of the essence, and the most urgent task is to find a new member who fits the style of the virtual-real boundary game within 6 days.

Everyone's social circles are already exhausted, so the hope of suddenly meeting someone in the game seems to depend a lot on luck...

Jiang Heyi suddenly remembered the [Chestnut Warrior] who sold fish at a stall outside Fengjia City.

The fisherman who frequently trades with him is obsessed with his livelihood and has never joined any guild, highlighting his free-spirited nature.

If we really can't find anyone, why don't we just bring him in first?

Night fell again, and the first player to enter the game, Original Fries, retrieved his longsword from Garcia's Workshop.

As she entered the workshop, the onlookers all turned their attention to her.

As the longsword was casually put away by the original-flavored fries, Garcia and his son expressed their gratitude profusely, while the people from various factions of the Anna Empire were filled with doubt and unease.

They wanted to talk to the original flavor fries, but the brilliance of the Starry Sky Jewel had already appeared.

Possessing a precious gem, forging weapons with the elemental heart of the Slime King, and being exceptionally young...

One by one, keywords were extracted and collided in everyone's minds.

"What exactly is the origin of these foreigners?"

Original Fries only remembered Mint's advice after being teleported: "It's best not to use gems within the capital city limits."

"It shouldn't have any impact, right?" she thought.

The Primal Body was a little late, but the fact that he was able to log on at almost the normal time was enough to make everyone on the boundary between the virtual and real worlds feel relieved—the working class and laborers could finally have a good dream.

"Mint, little mint~~~"

The jailer's tone sent a chill down Mint's spine, and she took several steps back, leaning against the wall.

"Yes...yes, just say what you have to say, don't use such a disgusting tone!"

Jiang Heyi shoved aside the jailer and said, "We're going to that damned underground temple again. Does the great witch have any good stuff for us this time?"

"No!" Mint pouted again. "All you do is think about that dangerous underground temple all day. Can't you just stay alive?"

"Witness this witch become the foremost potion master on the continent!"

They clearly care, but they're unwilling to say it frankly.

This pose is similar to that of a character who's really into his role as a plain fries.

"But if we don't take risks, how can we help you find more rare and expensive materials to assist you in becoming a legendary potion master?"

"Mmmm..."

The mint choked.

“Let’s get another dozen or so of those scrolls for self-defense,” Zhong Zemo suggested.

"More than a dozen!"

Mint yelled and looked like she was about to jump up and punch Zhong Zemo.

"I also have scrolls of this caliber..."

you also?

That reaction, that expression—you really do have something else!

Feeling the scorching gazes around her, Mint stiffened her neck and looked away: "You, you guys should make sure you come back safe and sound first... Using any enemy you don't even know is such a waste!"

There is drama.

Jiang Heyi stopped there and didn't press the matter further. Before leaving, he simply reminded her that the guild warehouse was fully open to her and that she was allowed to manage the puppets.

Watching everyone at the boundary between reality and illusion leave through the starry sky passage, Mint subconsciously reached out to try to stop them, but only touched a wisp of air.

Stepping out of the starry sky tunnel, Jiang Heyi felt a little dazed.

The familiar crater, the familiar landslide marks, the familiar temple entrance...

“When we were conquering the fourth floor last time, we shared the coordinates with the others. It must have been around that time that you forgot to relocate,” Zhong Zemo realized.

This was a blunder.

Fortunately, there is no sign of monsters repeatedly spawning in the area where the floor guardians have already been defeated, so they only need to go through it again to reach the teleportation statue on the fourth floor.

As they passed through the main hall, the jailer suddenly had a thought: "Don't you guys want to know how many teams are preparing for the Frog-Headed Stitches here, and how many teams are actually challenging it?"

This topic successfully piqued everyone's curiosity.

As of today, information about the underground temple has been released for three days, and it is confirmed that only five teams have successfully passed the dust-cleansing layer.

All five teams copied the approach used by the team that controls the boundary between reality and illusion, and ultimately chose to quickly clear the first form of the Froghead Stitches by accumulating potions and detonating them all at once, so as to be fully prepared for the second phase.

Several groups that successfully completed the game mentioned the strategy for the "Boundary Between Reality and Illusion" when sharing their results. The high quality of the strategy was a major reason for the surge in followers for the "Boundary Between Reality and Illusion" game yesterday.

Another major reason is that these groups who cleared the level frankly admitted that they had put all their savings into it to achieve their "brute force punch."

With the self-destructive belief that failure would mean bankruptcy, they narrowly escaped the game and their captivating account of their journey makes one wonder how they managed to cross the boundary between reality and illusion in the earlier stages of the game, when there were fewer members.

How powerful must they be to achieve such breathtaking results?

After several days of intensive gameplay, you should all realize how terrifying the underground temple is and know when to give up, right?

With this thought in mind, Jiang Heyi took out the [Thief's Key] that he had obtained from the watermelon shumai.

This special item can cut an opening in the world bubble to allow invasion, at the cost of being cursed.

However, there is another use: to only spy on the world bubbles stacked within a certain area without invading them, thus avoiding being corrupted by the curse.

Jiang Heyi never intended to hack into anyone, so he figured he might as well use the remaining two attempts at the Thief Key.

The moment he confirmed the triggered effect, a surge of information rushed into the depths of his mind. He aimed the key at the ground beneath his feet, and the illusory keyhole materialized, the key matching complete.

With a gentle turn, the scenery observed by everyone at the boundary between reality and illusion changed.

They were in the depths of the endless starry sky, with countless stars in the distance.

Nearby are countless world bubbles, densely packed together.

A number, 627, faintly appeared on the handle of the massive Thief's Secret Key.

This means that at the current point in time, a total of 627 teams are currently on the surface.

"There are quite a few stubborn people here," Zhong Zemo clicked his tongue. "A round trip like this must be very taxing."

"Have you ever played Souls-like games?" Jiang Heyi asked. "There are quite a few people who feel like they're just one step away from being able to brute force their way through the boss."

"World bubble, approaching the middle!"

"World bubble, approaching the middle!"

The seabirds cried out once again at the top of their lungs.

"Here we go again, Watermelon Shumai. Did they send someone to keep an eye on things here on purpose?"

The jailer rubbed his hands together, took out his staff, and placed the precious items given to him by Mint in convenient positions, preparing to make a perfect barbecue dish.

"I don't think it's watermelon shumai," said Original Flavor Fries. "After the number of fans of the virtual and real boundary exploded, she started to play dead."

Zhong Zemo chuckled: "Who cares who he is? Why don't you two test your knives together?"

The moment the two world bubbles overlapped and merged, a violent tremor struck, and ripples spread through space.

Come on, let me see who this person is!

"Where did this rat come from, scurrying around like that?"

"Aaaaaah! My equipment, which I just repaired, is ruined again!"

"Cripple her, I want her dead!"

The cacophony of sounds filled the quiet space, blurring the lines between reality and illusion... Wait, what does this mean?

Is it infighting among their own people?

The space shook, and dozens of figures materialized from the void.

In the center of the crowd, a dark elf girl dressed in night clothes moved nimbly among the other members of the [Dream Master] guild, each with a red name flashing above her head.

Each swing of the blade inevitably knocks the weapon away, destroys the armor of a Dream Overlord member, or leaves bloodstains on some part of their body that they cannot reach.

She made effective use of every human shield that appeared in front of her, creating numerous one-on-one opportunities through agile movement; her positioning control was superb.

[The person who sealed their bed has not returned yet.]

That's quite an interesting name.

"Destroying the enemy formation with might, as if seeing the light of day breaking through the clouds." The jailer clapped, "Go for it, Dark Elf big sister!"

This sound successfully drew the attention of "Bed," but the distraction also meant that her rhythm of positioning herself against multiple opponents was disrupted.

"The boundary between the virtual and the real?" Surprised, he immediately burst out laughing. "Hey boss, lend a hand and help me get all those bastards' gold coins!"

I became a tetra-form today (sadly). I'll try to update twice tomorrow.

Chapter 51 Go and take down the fifth-floor guardian.

I can't stand plain fries anymore, even without talking in bed.

The Berserker's exclusive skill, [Bloodlust Frenzy], is now activated.

With a single slash, a member of the Dream Overlord was reduced to snowflake-like white dots, and the overjoyed Original Fries immediately turned around and shouted.

"You're not allowed to steal these potatoes!"

Ah this...

With the blessing effect of "walking on air," Orange Tea's "Wind Spirit Prayer," carrying two Wind Spirits, makes the Original Flavor Fries practically fly close to the ground.

The dream master could only see a figure flash by, and before the raised weapon could fall, it was already chopped into spirit form by the original flavor fries that had disappeared into the crowd.

No fancy skills are needed, just simple basic attacks for maximum damage output.

"Use area-of-effect skills!" Night Lord, the vice president of the Dream Overlord Guild, exclaimed anxiously.

"But if we do this, our people will also..."

"I'll let you use it first!"

Several mages raised their staffs and began to cast spells.