T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

To stop a magician who can freely switch between anti-magic and magic-based forms.

The last one requires defeating an old, almost lifeless siren who can summon wind and snow.

When the family split up, Zhifeng took away Zhu Huo's memories, which lacked detailed information about these individuals.

But she instinctively felt fear.

At least from a probabilistic point of view, four consecutive critical moments within half a day is simply too unbelievable.

However, the in-game Yuu-dew within Tower World will not have any bias and will only faithfully operate the Tower World competition.

If it's about the candlelight interfering...

They don't have that ability.

Puzzled, Zhifeng went down to investigate but found nothing. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Luck is a two-way street," she thought to herself.

Now that the core strategy guild of the Three Kingdoms is in trouble, it won't be long before it's the neighbor's turn!

……

……

After having breakfast, arranging online activities for the Spring Festival, and discussing how to send red envelopes to netizens in the community, Jiang Heyi got into the prison guard's beloved car and became the first person to return to his hometown.

The two places are not far apart. On the high-speed train, the two were scrolling through their phones when they discovered that a red envelope battle had started in their chat group ahead of time.

That's how it is during Chinese New Year. Red envelopes are flying everywhere. Every now and then, a few people send out red envelopes that can't even be bought with QQ Stars, and they even divide them into 100 portions, claiming that everyone gets one.

Of course, there are also big shots who start with hundreds.

At this time, everyone will surely provide sufficient emotional value.

No matter how much they manage to grab, they'll shout it out.

"Holy crap, a hundred million!"

The ecosystem in small groups is generally such that everyone sends red envelopes, which are then passed around and eventually recouped, as if they were never sent at all.

Another round will be launched, starting a new round of battle.

Time flies.

It was already evening when we landed, and with the Spring Festival approaching, Chengning didn't seem that cold.

Although it was dark, the cold wind howled and rudely blew into my collar.

Jiang Heyi's old neighborhood is still the same. Regardless of the weather, there are always groups of two or three people sitting together under those pavilions and big trees, either playing chess or passing each other their phones, muttering things like "Look at this."

Perhaps due to the difference in time between the game and reality, he felt a sense of unreality upon returning after several months.

"Xiao Jiang."

The sound shattered the hazy, dreamlike feeling.

He and the fries both looked over.

An old man looked the two of them up in surprise: "I thought I had mistaken them for someone else, but it really is Xiao Jiang."

not good!

The elderly people who were watching the spectacle came closer, marveling at the sight.

French Fries muttered, "I get the feeling. This is the atmosphere I used to have when I came home as a kid."

“That’s very life-like.”

Amidst a series of nagging comments such as "Xiao Jiang, you brought your girlfriend home!", "Xiao Jiang, have you eaten yet?", and "Xiao Jiang is such a good kid," French Fries cleared his throat and softly uttered a weak-willed remark...

"I haven't eaten yet."

She was indeed very experienced; in an instant, the people around her dispersed.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

Preventing a young couple from eating is probably a sin worthy of shortening one's lifespan.

“Your clip-on sound…”

"Not nice?"

As Jiang Heyi opened the door, she trembled, saying, "I'm getting goosebumps. I still prefer you the way you are now."

"And what about the cold one?"

"Frozen fries have a unique flavor, and it's nice to use them occasionally."

The content of their conversation was, to outsiders, like encrypted telegrams.

In the end, it was Cuttlefish who helped take care of the house.

He was a meticulous person; when he left, he even put dust covers on some of the furniture.

The moment Jiang Heyi stepped into the room, he wanted to pull French Fries out of there.

When the night wind blows, the dustproof cloth flutters, making it look like a haunted house.

French Fries helped tidy up, suppressing a laugh as he said, "Those two are a perfect match."

With the show starting every day, and people jumping out of bed, it's true that someone like Moyu (墨鱼) is needed to help control the pace of life.

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Jiang Heyi suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"The two of us should be too."

"..."

"..."

Before the Spring Festival, Chengning seemed to experience a temperature rise, and the night breeze was somewhat smoky.

Jiang Heyi opened the door to her bedroom and turned on the light. French Fries curiously peeked in.

The bed was clean, and there were no figurines on the table, but there were some game consoles and game cartridges.

The room was clean and simple, but because it was in an old residential area, the room was somewhat cramped.

Jiang Heyi recalled what happened more than half a year ago.

Back then, I was living here, worried that my resumes were disappearing without a trace, and wondering what to do about the future.

He even felt a headache when Squid Bro asked him for money.

It's not that they have a really good relationship; Du Jingwen is indeed such an extreme person that it would be unreasonable not to lend a hand. If it were someone else, Jiang Heyi would refuse without hesitation.

"I thought you, like the jailer and the squid, had some kind of collection."

It's so simple, so simple that it makes me feel a little sorry for the fries.

He knew that Jiang Heyi had some hobbies besides gaming.

But in reality, he never bought anything for himself.

The only gift I gave him was the computer I gave him after we started living together.

Jiang Heyi said helplessly, "I've lived alone since I was very young. I have no money, so where would I get extra expenses?"

“I’ll buy some for you when I have some,” said the French fries.

There's more later, Zhang said, "Modo Modo."

Chapter 478 Potato Meets Parents

In the words of the prison guard, the only way to catch Jiang Heyi, Siyuanti, and Moyu is if you just brush past them while you're buying groceries.

That was one of the few places they frequented during the day for non-work-related socializing.

In the remaining time, after they finish their real-world tasks, they close the door, put on their headphones, and noisily search for people to play games with, team up, and run dungeons.

That's why they met in that gaming group.

Chat groups have their own ecosystem.

Most of the older groups with over a thousand members appear to have a large number of people, but in reality, most of them are lurking, with only a handful of people actually speaking.

The gaming group of several hundred people was an exception.

More than one-third of the users are active.

There's a warrior from Mount Akina who occasionally pops up with a few mysterious links before disappearing with a flourish.

There are experts at creating erotic images. Within minutes of producing an image, the source, artist, and other information are readily available.

There are also those who only provide the image, never the source, and end with a comment like "I don't understand, I just copied it."

With cyber messengers, current events and news are delivered at lightning speed.

There are experts in the world of anime and manga who can deliver anime updates that are only a few minutes behind the official releases.

There's a legendary voice actor idol who's a "single fan" and shares his daily fan diary—though he changes his fan list a bit too quickly.

There are experts at moving excrement, with pure motives: everyone should suffer the same pain they've endured. This idea of ​​equality makes everyone uncomfortable.

There are Martians who post old news in the group every 10 to 15 days, making people wonder if the world line has changed when they wake up.

As a group, it has a rich ecosystem and is very lively.

This is just the daytime state.

Talking and joking around are just a way to relax during work hours, and the group chat naturally reverts to a game-centric atmosphere in the evening.

Jiang Heyi and his group were the most active, and he would try out many new games.

After a while, they became a regular team... right?

"Hey, fries, how about I buy you a headset?"

Could you please send me your shipping address?

"If you're worried about being exposed, you can fill in 'collecting on behalf of others'."

"I don't need you to pay, I just want you to turn on your microphone and we can communicate."

"Gululu~~~"

"It's not this Shuiliu Mai!"

"Explain to me why you were covering my rear, and someone managed to sneak out from behind and steal my kill."

"Gululu~~~"

"Hello? Human? Are you human? Are there any other humans in this game? There aren't any!"

The progressively increasing emotional expression made the person on the other end of the computer burst into laughter.

There's another reason why I can remember this conversation so clearly.

Her reply caused a long silence in the voice chat.

"It's French fries."

The squid, who had been playing games with me, joked about it after the game ended.

"If you can shut a potato down for 30 seconds with just one sentence, you'd probably be so frustrated he wouldn't know how to respond to you."

Afterwards, she still gave the address to Jiang Heyi.

The headset arrived as scheduled, costing over 200 yuan.

I bet the fries are the same brand he uses.

I asked him for his address, and he sent me a box full of snacks of equal value, plus a box of potato chips as a bonus.

He didn't ask why he didn't bring a new headset, and the fries didn't bring it up either.

It was as if that headset had never existed.

After this incident, everyone's scattered rocking horses gradually transformed into fixed armored vehicles, becoming unbreakable.

When a new game comes out, we should team up if possible.

If you can't team up, just stay in the live stream room, he said, and she listened.

At this point in the memory, the fries rolled over.