T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Now, it's as if they're fighting against a lump of sticky clay.

The opponent relentlessly pursued them, making the battle extremely close and evenly matched.

During the midnight aperitif, I overheard some of the Allied forces' mutterings during the battle.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Saint Helena did not add a shield guard class; instead, it purchased various types of shields and distributed them to support and melee classes, as requested by Snow Water Fried Noodles.

Snow water fried noodles don't need them to contribute harm or blessings; they only need to transform into city walls, cooperate with each other, and stand tall in every trench.

This plan, which was initially conceived and executed, was improved upon by well-known users of the Shield of the Virtual and Real Boundaries.

"Lighting crystals aren't expensive, just buy some and have them set in."

The roughly crafted Flash Shield was instantly formed.

In the torrential rain, they shone like lighthouses on the coast, and no Allied force entering the trenches could ignore their presence.

At first, the Allied forces thought it was a wall with lighting fixtures hanging on it.

As the silent, heavy wall awakens and slowly advances, the lighting crystals flash...

"my eyes!"

The blind coalition forces shouted and retreated.

Players watching the game couldn't help but cover their eyes as well.

The moving, gleaming walls acted like wedges, driven into every trench area.

It would be foolish to bypass them and launch a surprise attack from the rear; no one can guarantee that they won't be caught in a pincer movement.

But I want to get rid of them...

In an instant, the various classes wielding shields activated their support skills, protecting each other, tightening their defenses, and resisting the attack.

Like a turtle, it poked its head out, took a bite, and immediately retreated into its shell.

The tunnels, built temporarily using a large amount of guild resources, are the best fortifications to coordinate with the Shield Guards.

Taking advantage of the gap in the Allied forces' dismantling of the shield guards in the trenches, they stealthily peeked out under the cover of chaos and torrential rain, launching surprise attacks from all sides.

The tactic was very effective, and the number of coalition deaths surged.

Based on the guild's collection of "Rotten Jade," it is inferred that at least 1000 allied players died inexplicably in this chaotic battle.

The guesses from the snow water fried noodles were spot on, and the allied commander issued the order to retreat.

Abandon the players still engaged in combat, and have everyone else withdraw from the battle.

At this moment, the midnight aperitif looked at the snow water fried noodles with nothing but shock in its eyes.

"How do you judge?"

Snow Water Fried Noodles sighed, and just as he was about to speak, the enamel mug coughed again.

He immediately changed his tune.

"Just guessing."

The battle lasted only half a day, but the result far exceeded the expectations of the spectators.

Without activating the [Corrupted Jade], Saint Helena withstood the allied forces' winning streak and was on the verge of breaking through three layers of strongholds.

They were stopped on the first floor today!

"What's the matter?"

"Yesterday Saint Helena was teetering on the brink of defeat, even struggling in PvP. How come they're so strong today?"

"Did you see those berserkers guarding the core area? There are only 30 of them."

"Despite facing 10 times more elemental mages, we achieved a kill ratio of at least 5 times. Everyone here is a god of war."

"The most outrageous thing is that 5 out of 30 people survived. How can the coalition forces sleep at night?"

"Friendly reminder: we're sleeping right now. You should think they'd be furious if they got up and watched the full recording."

"Is this reasonable? Does Saint Helena have the strength to do so?"

"No, they clearly didn't have that kind of momentum yesterday. I don't believe you're saying everyone here is an Oscar winner."

"What happened in just one day that they could fight like they were on steroids?"

"Their playing style has changed. Before, it was really ugly. In the first battle, they played like they were wrapped in a shroud from his excavation, smelly and rotten. Today, they are obviously very organized."

"You can't possibly hide something in your aperitif, can you?"

"That's truly the best of the best."

The spectators were buzzing with discussion.

In a place unseen by the world's spectators, the snow water fried noodles silently reviewed the process.

Since the players haven't received formal training, their organization and execution are significantly compromised, so they chose what they considered the simplest strategy.

It can give players a degree of freedom in combat, and also suppress opponents to a certain extent in terms of tactics.

So far, it seems that the method and the route are both correct.

Saint Helena's problem lies in losing too much, being under too much pressure, and having distorted performance.

If we win just once, things will return to normal.

Throughout his life, Xue Shui Chao Mian has seen many young people who are capable and talented, but after many failures, they become discouraged and give up.

If these people are lucky enough to learn from their experience and find an opportunity to succeed once, they will often have smooth sailing afterwards.

Unfortunately, whether in reality or in games, people who can maintain a positive attitude in adversity are always few and far between.

More often than not, they are like Saint Helena, losing once or twice, and then getting used to failure under pressure and self-doubt, and dare not try again.

He was completely convinced by the midnight aperitif and pondered over the snow water fried noodles, while he quietly waited by his side.

"What did they say?"

Midnight Aperitif knew what the question was asking and answered.

"Very excited, currently exchanging insults with the coalition in the chat channel."

He paused, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"You're all big mouths who can't control your tongues. I'm afraid it won't be long before everyone knows you exist."

Xue Shui Chao Mian smiled and waved his hand: "I'm here to help you win because someone asked me to. If you mind, I can leave anytime."

"I'm afraid no one will mind... I'm just curious, with your amazing command skills, why can't you find a team?"

I racked my brains trying to figure this out, but I just couldn't.

Level 20, completely clueless about many aspects of the game.

They knew absolutely nothing about guild facilities.

If it weren't for the guarantee of the boundary between reality and illusion, he would really doubt whether the person in front of him understood the Proof of the Stars.

When this was mentioned, Xue Shui Chao Mian humbly said that he really didn't know much about it and needed to learn more from them.

He had the air of an apprentice.

But when the battle to defend the stronghold actually began, this humble "apprentice" acted like a seasoned general, his sharp eyes seeming to rip his flesh off.

After reporting too much useless information, he was genuinely afraid that Xue Shui Chao Mian would stand up and shove his head into the wall—the other party's imposing manner made it impossible for him to imagine such a thing.

Where did this extraordinary person come from to explore the boundary between the real and the virtual?

Someone found the snow water fried noodles; it was a member of the berserker squad responsible for the frontal assault on the elemental mage.

I'm a little worried about the midnight aperitif.

After all, during the pre-battle speech, Xue Shui Chao Mian almost stepped on their heads, making some remarks that questioned their abilities.

Now that we've finally achieved our goal, what will we do when we come back to settle scores?

"You mustn't make any extreme remarks!"

Upon arriving at the scene, they discovered that the berserker was actually apologizing.

"Dear Mr. Snow Water Fried Noodles, I apologize for my and my friends' pre-war skepticism towards you."

"Thank you for giving us such a grand stage to perform."

"We played poorly before. We were too cowardly and afraid to make any moves in the game. You're absolutely right to teach us a lesson!"

"Please don't be offended by our previous offenses, and lead us to continue winning!"

A smile played on the corners of his mouth as he ate the snow water fried noodles.

I never imagined that I would get to experience mentoring young people in my old age.

A taste I miss.

At this very moment, the coalition forces also learned crucial information from the lively exchanges in the chat channel.

The person they were facing was no longer a World War I appetizer, but a commander from a foreign land who had come specifically to switch time zones.

There are many different opinions regarding her nationality.

With too little useful information, they decided to suspend their offensive and take the time to learn more about their new adversary.

The Black Sword Guard, emerging from the Tower World, saw the intact guild stronghold and learned of the successful ambush on the first floor that night. Excited, he found Snow Water Fried Noodles, who was giving the guild members a new tactical lesson.

"Sir, please name your price. I was too hasty and neglected you before."

"A price?"

Xue Shui Chao Mian glanced at him sideways, without saying a word.

"I've publicly recruited for the real-world subsidies before, and they're equally suitable for you. We can't treat you poorly just because it was introduced from the boundary between the virtual and real worlds." The Black Sword Guardian was full of sincerity.

"I want you to understand that you can't buy me at any price. If you insist, I might..."

The enamel mug coughed.

"Give us a boundary between the real and the virtual, and they will handle it properly for us."

Xue Shui Chao Mian's expression softened slightly, and his tone became gentler.

He changed his mind and said, "If you insist, then send it to them at the price you want."

The Black Sword Guard was somewhat taken aback, but sensing the Snow Water Fried Noodles' initial determination, he immediately understood what was going on.

He did not insist, but obediently agreed to the request.

The cyber war ended, and when all sides logged off, it was precisely during the active period at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

The European server is buzzing with excitement surrounding Saint Helena's sudden surge in performance and successful defense, as well as the widely discussed influx of foreign server commanders.

"Oh, I just remembered something funny."

"The key elements that led the French to victory were foreigners, short men, and women."

History has once again proven the value of this statement.

"Friendly reminder: before the new commander arrives, the players in Saint Helena are all as listless as a bunch of defeated soldiers. Any player of the same level could easily beat them up. They don't look like the elite of a major guild at all."

"When everyone thought there was no hope, someone suddenly appeared and said that taking over the entire guild would allow them to defeat the coalition... Doesn't this plot seem strangely familiar to you?"

"I get it! This is a replica of the Hundred Years' War, which means that the Proof of the Stars can be played for another 100 years!"

"So this means I'll be playing games for the rest of my life, right?"

"The latest bombshell has been confirmed: the new commander comes from a distant Eastern power. Rumors are circulating that the connection was made between the virtual and real borders."

"However, on the famous social media platform of the Eastern power, Virtual and Real Boundaries stated, 'We know nothing about this matter, please do not spread rumors.'"

Chapter 508: Killed them all?

The search for command at the boundary between reality and illusion not long ago has not been enough to stop some people from speculating.

However, both they and Saint Helena insisted that they knew nothing, so speculation remains just speculation.

As the incident escalated, the ID of "Snow Water Fried Noodles" was exposed to the public.

Chinese players searched through various player circles known for their command skills, but no one had ever heard of him.