T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

“When I was in middle school, my mother was diagnosed with a chronic disease. In order to support the family, she had to work from dawn to dusk.”

"One day, when I was going downstairs, she thought I had gone far away and was sighing there."

"Why did I have to get this disease? He's not even grown up yet."

It was just a casual conversation in the neighborhood after dinner, and as the conversation went on, Tetra's eyes welled up with tears.

This was also the first time Nongya had seen this side of the Four Primal Bodies.

Since then, the once badger-like tetramorphs have become capybaras.

In return, Nong Ya wanted to give the Four Primal Bodies a story about herself, but since it was almost time to log on that night, she had to give up.

And then, nothing happened.

They left without saying goodbye and suddenly returned to Guangzhou to reunite.

She was completely baffled. Even the mother of the four original beings was complaining about her son's unreliability, saying that he had abandoned her and run away, which was simply outrageous.

Nong Ya is a person of action; instead of thinking, she'd rather ask the person directly.

Unfortunately, she underestimated the difficulty of buying tickets during the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush.

I managed to snag a ticket, and by the time I arrived in downtown Guangzhou, it was not far from midnight.

I quickly ate a late-night snack, thinking I'd sleep through the night before going over, but then I discovered that none of the members of the Virtual-Real Boundary were online on time.

At this crucial moment in the Tower of Trials strategy, no one is online. This is too strange.

Nong Ya bit her finger and paced around in the hotel where she was staying.

Various dangerous ideas kept popping into my mind.

Terrifying thoughts such as gas leaks and food poisoning lingered in his mind.

"Can't wait any longer!"

She hailed a taxi and hurriedly rushed to the villa.

I got out of the car in such a hurry that I almost got mistaken for someone trying to skip out on the fare and was given a stern "hello".

Having been there before, the security guards at the villa area recognized Nong Ya, this rare golden retriever, and after a few gestures, let her through without any problems.

The residential area on the boundary between the real and virtual worlds was pitch black, completely devoid of light, with doors and windows tightly shut.

Nong Ya shivered violently, feeling the winter wind growing colder.

She pressed herself against the window crack, sniffing intensely...

"No gas smell,"

She dared not let her guard down; she didn't want to become the kind of ruthless person in comedy news who enters a house, turns on the lights, lights a fire, and ignites the gas.

Having visited before, Nong Ya clearly remembered that the boundary between the virtual and real worlds had hidden a spare key under a flowerpot in the yard.

She searched frantically, took out the key, and carefully inserted it into the lock, afraid of sparking even the slightest flame.

Like a cat, I deftly moved the door open a crack to let in fresh air before slipping inside.

"Sniff sniff sniff~~~"

"It has no taste."

"Sniff sniff sniff... Ugh, stinky... Is this... snail rice noodles?"

"Who didn't even pack up the leftover soup after eating? Who did that?"

Upon reaching the kitchen, finding no signs of gas leakage, Nong Ya breathed a sigh of relief, but her cautious nature prevented her from letting her guard down.

She followed the faint light and climbed the steps.

She was too embarrassed to open the doors to the other people's rooms, but the door to the room where she lived alone was slowly turned open.

Seeing him with his hands crossed in front of him, looking peaceful, Nong Ya was so scared that she quickly checked his breathing... It was very steady.

"Sigh~~"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."

After checking everyone's status, Nong Ya stared at the Stars app on her phone, puzzled.

Strange, everyone went to sleep wearing their devices, but the game doesn't show up online. What kind of bug is this?

Could it be that we'll finally get compensation after all this time?

or……

"Won't they be trapped inside the Proof of the Stars and never wake up?"

Nong Ya couldn't help but imagine it, and then she started to feel scared again.

"Should we give a call to the Chinese server of Starfire? They should be back up and running by now..."

"Squeak~~~"

The door made a rattling sound.

It's very windy tonight.

Nong Ya realized that she had rushed in and hadn't closed the door yet, so she quickly went downstairs.

But she stopped halfway through her journey.

It was a rustling sound, like something being dragged, interspersed with distinct footsteps.

She quickly typed in the text and translated.

"Are you a security guard?"

There was no response; the voice had already entered the living room from the front door.

Nong Ya became alert in an instant.

She wasn't foolish enough to remain silent just because a security guard was visiting.

There happened to be a spray can on the tea table on the second floor that looked like the boundary between reality and illusion, used for painting model kits. She immediately picked it up.

The phone's cold, white light, like a trembling knife, barely sliced ​​through the darkness before my eyes.

The thing was slowly walking up the steps.

It's more accurate to call it a clumsy puppet show than a "step" performance.

Its "legs" are made of rotten flesh, and with each step it takes, viscous tissue fluid seeps out from the joints, leaving winding trails of blood on the stone steps, like the slime left by a snail after it has crawled.

The "torso" is a piece of wood, where the head should be, roughly carved with human facial features.

Two "limbs" pieced together from scraps of flesh hung down to the knees, swinging like water-filled balloons with each movement.

The white bones beneath the chunks of meat are faintly visible.

Nong Ya stuffed the spray can into his pocket, grabbed a folding chair, and smashed it over there.

The monster's body tilted to one side.

"It has a physical form."

She breathed a sigh of relief, then issued an ultimatum.

"Stop playing pranks, or I'll attack."

There was no response; instead, the monster sped up its ascent.

Nong Ya didn't panic. She turned her head, gritted her teeth, picked up the small tea table with the glass panel, and smashed it down.

Chapter 518 Exorcist Girl

The glass tea table was struck directly, and the glass shattered instantly.

Sharp fragments flew out like shrapnel.

The monster was struck on the head, and rotting flesh flew everywhere, revealing its twisted wooden skeleton inside.

Its "head" is tilted to the shoulder, and the carved facial features are cracked from the impact, yet it still retains that terrifying smile.

Thick, sticky fluid gushed from its broken body, pooling into eerie pools of blood on the steps.

The scattered pieces of flesh began to wriggle as if they were alive, crawling back towards the main body.

Nong Ya took two steps back, panting heavily. This thing was clearly not something that could be explained by a simple prank.

The surreal scene left her mind in a state of confusion. The sudden exertion made the numbness and tingling in her arms feel incredibly real, making her even more dazed.

"Am I in a game?"

Without time to think further, Nong Ya instinctively did what she believed to be the right thing to do.

Drag the other coffee table from the second floor over and push it down.

The monster, still healing, was struck again and rolled down a layer.

Taking advantage of this time, she rushed into the room of the four original entities, gritted her teeth, took off the wristwatch used to log into the game, and then shook it violently.

"how come……"

"Why won't you wake up!"

Nong Ya was greatly alarmed.

She tucked her eyelids in and waved her phone light around randomly.

This time, the tetraprotozoan showed a clear physiological reaction, with its pupils suddenly contracting.

"Can't he wake up even after all this?"

Despite her composure in the face of the monster, Nong Ya was gripped by immense fear. Before she could make any further attempts, a jarring "click" sound came from the stairs.

Without time to think, she took the key to the second-floor balcony and locked everyone's room.

There was no time to take out a phone to call the police. For some reason, the monster, after being hit twice, moved faster.

It landed on all fours, nimbly scaling the obstacles on the ground, like a swift spider, twisting its broken head as it pounced.

Nong Ya quickly dodged.

The monster's attack missed, and it didn't continue to linger. Instead, it lunged at a door not far away and pounded on it with its bloody, fleshy hands.

In just one moment, a noticeable dent appeared on the door.

Nong Ya wasn't quite sure what the door was made of, but when she touched it, she felt that it was hard and heavy. A normal person would probably only be able to make their hand bleed if they hit it with all their might.

"What kind of superhuman strength?"

Realizing that the monster's target was the boundary between reality and illusion, Nong Ya groped around and found the light switch on the second floor.

I was under a lot of stress just now, and my brain was overloaded and I didn't react in time. Only now do I realize that the smell in the room is a bit irritating to my eyes.

In the bright light, the monster looked far more grotesque than imagined, its limbs and joints, made of flesh and blood, had turned a rotten purplish-black.

Nong Ya took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

The door is sturdy enough and durable enough to withstand a few more blows.

Going out to ask for help might be too late.

It was during the Spring Festival, and this was a small house where many people would go on vacation, so there was no one around.

The closest person to me is the community security guard, but there's also a considerable distance between us.

and many more……

The monster was smashing things and then smashing the door. The noise should have been quite loud, but it's so quiet all around, so the sound should have traveled a long distance. How come we couldn't hear it?

The sound insulation is so good?

Nong Ya shook her head, temporarily putting the thought of seeking help out of her mind.

The force of the other party can be observed from the extent of damage to the door. If you are caught off guard and get hit, at best your bones will be broken, at worst the door will be forced to open again.

"arms……"

Looking around, Nong Ya chose a wooden folding stool.

Taking advantage of the moment the monster started smashing the door, I jumped high and slammed it into the monster's broken head.

He regretted it as soon as he hit her.