T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Find a secluded spot and squat down."

Words whose meaning is unclear.

"Dude, I'm going on a blind date, what are you doing?"

Despite grumbling and complaining, he still went back to his room in his flip-flops, closed the door, and obediently squatted down.

"He squatted down..."

"Whoosh~~~"

A flash of white light appeared, and in the dimly lit room where the desk lamp had just been turned on, a figure that blended perfectly into the background suddenly appeared...

A wheat-skinned elf!

If it's cosplay, then this makeup and styling are absolutely top-notch!

So beautiful, amazing legs...

"Potato told me that he told you to watch your mouth and not to mention jade feet."

One sentence brought the prison guard's soul back to life.

He suddenly realized just how surreal the way this elf had appeared was.

"You, Candlelight, you've changed your skin?"

The last time I took them to experience teleportation was through candlelight.

"I'm her boss. Everyone's here, you're the only one missing. Come on."

With a swipe of his hand on the prison guard's shoulder, a flash of light appeared, and the people from the virtual and real borders, who had been scattered across various places due to the Lunar New Year, instantly gathered at the small villa where they lived together.

"Wait, Candlelight, what are you doing here!"

The jailer was truly terrified.

According to the competition rules, contacting a contestant privately will result in a loss.

"Forget about all the rules and regulations. I've already blocked the Sunset Projection within the Tower World. She can't control you."

Holora waved her hand boldly and gave a brief self-introduction.

Even the simplified version still makes everyone's scalp tingle at the boundary between the virtual and the real.

Holola cut to the chase: "I've invited you all here today because I need your help."

Everyone looked at each other.

Jiang Heyi swallowed hard: "Please go ahead."

"Don't be so reserved, you are our most precious 'miracle'."

Holola's smile vanished in an instant.

“The situation has changed because you have overtaken the Three Domes Lands, and Zhifeng’s emotions are getting out of control.”

"To prevent any more innocent people from losing their lives, I need to deal with Zhifeng in advance."

She snapped her fingers.

A screen of light descended from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

The light screen reflected the detached garden where the candlelight and wind-weaving competition had begun.

"Candlelight, Chen Shaoyu will meet with Zhifeng here as usual."

"This space belongs to the connection point between the Three Domes Land and your world in the game."

“I need you to trap Zhifeng’s consciousness here and prevent her from returning to her body in the Three Domes.”

Jiang Heyi was stunned.

I'm weaving wind?

real or fake!

Weaving Wind in the Three Realms and at the Proof of the Stars both possess administrator-level privileges.

Although she couldn't delete their save files or accounts, she could instantly create hundreds or even thousands of max-level monsters, filling the screen, if she wanted to.

While the boundary between reality and illusion is strong, it's no match for a monster that can farm monsters and grant itself a god-like status...

"He has an administrator, and so do you."

Jiang Heyi suddenly looked at the candlelight.

"I will try my best to prevent her from using her privileges. The rest is up to you."

Chen Shaoyu looked left and right.

"It seems like this has nothing to do with me."

Holora shook her index finger: "No, no, no, you are very important, you must be there."

Chen Shaoyu was bewildered: "And then?"

"Don't ask, just show up."

He had a feeling that Holora was using him to set up something, but since it involved candlelight and two worlds, he nodded frankly.

"Hmm, no further questions. My impression of you is getting better and better. Be frank, I've already said that liking dolls isn't a bad thing. There are plenty of people like that where I'm from." Holora chuckled. "Some people even like slimes. They hug and suck on slimes all day long. They wouldn't feel right if they became slime girls."

The prison guard exclaimed, "He is truly a role model for us all."

After finishing the setup, Holola put on a serious expression.

"There are certain risks involved in doing this."

"If your consciousness is severely damaged by the wind in the game, you will also fall into a coma in reality."

"Although the Overlord will descend in a month, it is doubtful how effective he will be in saving the situation given the current magical environment."

"In the worst-case scenario, some of you may be preparing for the battle in Anna World ahead of time."

"I am not forcing any of you to cooperate. As of now, you can still choose to withdraw."

Jiang Heyi then understood why Holola had chosen them to assist her.

Even in death, one can preserve their consciousness for use in the Anaworld.

"To be honest, doing this is already overstepping the line. Candlelight might be reprimanded by their rulers because of this. We are all taking risks."

“For you, doing this means saving another world. If you feel it’s not worth it, I can completely understand.”

Holola made a final confirmation.

"So, did anyone quit?"

The people at the boundary between the virtual and the real exchanged glances and then smiled.

French fries: Raise your hand.

"Excuse me, if we resolve the issue of Weaving Wind, could we go to the Three Domes Land to take a look? We run a sect there."

Holola replied instantly: "If the problem is solved, you may even be able to visit the remaining two worlds with my permission."

Jiang Heyi replied immediately, "Then I have no objection, but please give us some time to prepare."

"The operation is scheduled for tomorrow night. You have one day to prepare mentally and practically."

Holola added, "I swear on my own life and on the name of my teacher that if anything happens, I will do everything in my power to ensure your survival."

Chapter 512 Weaving Wind: I Don't Understand

After posting a message announcing a one-day pause on the Tower of Trials strategy, Jiang Heyi left her computer and accompanied Liu Jinhong for a walk in the neighborhood to aid digestion.

The Spring Festival holiday is over, but the hanging lanterns, New Year decorations, and the occasional sound of firecrackers are delaying the departure of the festive atmosphere.

"Since you have a boyfriend, why don't you go somewhere else to be all lovey-dovey after the New Year? You hate your parents anyway, right?"

Thank you for your understanding.

As they left, Lu Xinxin's conversation with the frozen fries left them speechless, yet they couldn't help but laugh.

When she first came back, she exclaimed, "Xiao Fei, my Xiao Fei~~~"

A few days later, the question became, "Why are you still here?"

French Fries joked that she felt like an outsider in this family.

After Jiang Heyi arrived, her usually doting parents seemed to have changed their ways, circling around her and even serving her tea and water and cooking for her.

She wasn't unfamiliar with such experiences, but she always felt that Jiang Heyi's standards were higher.

"How does it feel like home?"

Jiang Heyi was taken aback when Liu Jinhong suddenly spoke up.

"How's the house compared to what you imagined?"

Jiang Heyi smiled and said, "Great, at least I won't be alone for New Year's Eve dinner."

"Then you can cook next year."

"it is good."

"After the Tower World is over, let's also think about where to live. If you like retirement and leisure, go to a place with good facilities and convenient transportation. With a little decoration, you can be very comfortable."

Liu Jinhong looked up at the bright lights.

"You and French Fries are both people who can make a living as long as they have games and internet access, and taking care of themselves is not a problem."

"My requirements for you and her are the same: to live a life free from illness and disaster, that would be enough."

"Take good care of yourself, and also help me take good care of her."

"It's also possible that she was taking care of me."

"That's fine, it's good that you're with her."

Liu Jinhong laughed: "By the way, what flavor of fries do you like?"

"It sounds like a test."

"You've already called him 'Dad,' why are you still being so cautious?"

"I'm not picky, any fries will do."

That night, everyone's choice was surprisingly unanimous.

As the Spring Festival holiday comes to an end, I am about to leave home to return to my base. It is also a crucial time for me to set off for Zhifeng tomorrow. My slightly unusual behavior will not make my family feel strange.

Holola apologized to them.

She believes that letting everyone know about the future mission in advance might be a mistake.

Death is not the end of life; it makes the life before death less precious.

This element was not originally included in the design of the candle.

Because of her separation, too many things have deviated from their original course and are racing in directions that no one can predict.

The promise of freedom from illness and disaster made by the candlelight was also approved by her, and she believed that the ruler felt the same way.

Orange Tea stroked the old yellow dog in the yard.

She has memories of hugging a big yellow-necked dog when she was very young.

As she grew older and left home less often, Da Huang would become somewhat listless every time they met.

The same applies to parents.

Orange Tea sat on a small stool with her parents in the courtyard, listening to them pick vegetables and chatter about the past.

Many years ago, this place was a dilapidated mud-brick house.

When they were young, they carried vegetables on shoulder poles and walked along mountain paths to sell them...

Orange Tea contentedly reached under Big Yellow's chin and gently rubbed it.

She felt that Holora was too powerful, and therefore her way of thinking was somewhat endearing.

As human beings, they have no capacity to think about the next life, or even 10 years from now.

Most people are just hoping for good luck tomorrow.