T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The treatment of the wound was rough, and the alcohol caused a dull pain. Coupled with the torment of exhaustion, starting in the middle of the night, Nong Ya drank alcohol to suppress her tension while applying alcohol to the wound to stimulate her body and keep her awake.

When she saw that everyone had woken up, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and the anger in her heart was released. Exhausted and in pain, she collapsed to the ground.

Holola examined the Windweaver's masterpiece.

Just as she had guessed, the doll was extremely poorly made, and its quality was evident in everything from its core components to its craftsmanship.

Even so, without anyone stopping it, it could easily kill everyone here.

She looked up at Nong Ya, who was walking unsteadily and could barely stand, and couldn't help but smile.

The Tetramorph asked her the question she most wanted to know.

"Why did you think of coming here?"

Nong Ya grinned and explained, "You left without saying goodbye, and then you didn't go online after returning to Guangfu. I was worried that something had happened to you... like a gas leak or food poisoning, so I rushed over to check on you."

Apart from the four original entities, everyone else could hear the unique nuance in the words.

Everyone is indeed concerned about the boundary between the virtual and the real, but clearly, one person's weight is greater.

The misunderstanding surrounding the tea ceremony and the subsequent farewell reveal some clues to the problem.

This sudden disappearance has probably caused her to misunderstand again.

Holora laughed with a sigh. She roughly pulled out the now-shut-down Weaver and infused it with magic.

Zhifeng listened to Nongya's explanation in a daze, the shock in his eyes could only be described as unbearable.

If it weren't for Nong Ya, an outsider, she wouldn't have been defeated so quickly.

Why are you so concerned about them?

She only had time to utter that one sentence before Holora shut down the phone again.

Nong Ya's curiosity made her weak eyes sparkle.

I witnessed Holora conjure someone out of thin air and then put them back, as if she had accidentally fallen asleep and was now in a game instance.

Surely my memory of last night can't all be fake?

The candle flame personally touched the wound gently, and the flesh healed, while the deeply embedded glass shards were sucked out.

There wasn't even a scar left, as if he had never been injured.

"This……"

Before she could even express her feelings, the Candlelight consciousness entered the game and modified Nong Ya's game permissions.

"From now on, wearing this wristwatch will free you from the need for in-game translation."

After everyone tried translating a few obscure words correctly, Nong Ya's initial excitement turned into bewilderment.

It took quite a while to explain the situation. As Nongya gradually came to understand, she rested her chin on her hand, looked at Holora, and then at the candlelight, still in a state where she could fit an egg in her mouth.

In her little head, although what happened last night was a bit surreal, she could still explain it as something like biochemical mutation.

She even imagined what it would be like to fight zombies in the future.

The current developments are far wilder than she imagined. The sheer volume of information is overwhelming, leaving her feeling dizzy and overwhelmed.

"So, you mean, all this time you've been playing video games so intensely just to save the world?"

She paused: "Or another world?"

After the candlelight faded and the wind blew, Zhifeng's expression returned to its usual calm: "Including this world, have you ever considered what would happen if people with power like ours committed evil deeds and called themselves gods?"

"Uh, I don't eat beef?"

Nong Ya is making rapid progress and is already able to skillfully use memes in her replies.

Holora stepped forward and took over the conversation.

"Thank you for your crucial role in this matter. I hope you will keep it a secret. As a reward, I will give you a promise."

“Of course,” Nong Ya nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “But what is the promise?”

"It ended without a trace." Holora smiled. "Perhaps my teacher will add another promise; we'll find out in a month."

Nong Ya never expected that her risking her life would yield such a huge reward; her brain was overloaded.

As the squid began cleaning, Holora smiled and waved. A gentle breeze swept by, carrying the scattered trash and debris outside.

"That's really convenient." Squid looked at the broom and dustpan in its hand, its face full of envy.

"It was just a generous gesture to wrap things up. You should thank 'Woo' for responding to me, which made things much easier."

"Isn't she dead?"

Holora shook her head: "She was the only life on the magical side. After her death, she returned to the other side of the world, to the Origin Magic Sea, and entered a deeper slumber. As long as the magic of this world does not recover, she will not easily awaken."

French Fries asked curiously, "Is this situation common in our world?"

"Do you mean the line between magic and normalcy?" Holora shook her head. "It's not common."

"The birth of all civilizations stems from a single coincidence, while the continuation of civilizations is mostly built upon a foundation of countless miracles."

“A life like ‘Wu’ that voluntarily gives up becoming another possibility of supreme existence is probably rare even across the entire starry sky.”

"I can imagine how interested the rulers would be in it."

Holora stretched and yawned.

"If you want to find me, just send me a message on the app, and I'll show you around my lovely little house."

With a flick of her finger, her figure blurred, leaving behind a group of people who, despite having just woken up, were utterly exhausted.

A question came to mind while I was in bed.

"Candlelight, Tower World, do we still need to fight?"

This competition, which originated from the battle of candlelight weaving the wind, has now ended with someone permanently logging off. Perhaps it's time to come to a close?

"beat."

"Ugh?"

"Lady Holola will maintain order in the remaining month of the competition. The competition will proceed as planned, and the rewards will be distributed as usual. However, there will be no sharp blades hanging over everyone's heads anymore."

Candlelight smiled faintly: "Let's just treat it as a pure gaming experience and a chance to prove ourselves in our respective worlds."

Jiang Heyi breathed a long sigh of relief.

Despite currently holding the upper hand, the pressure on him only increases as he accumulates points for assistance each day.

The points-based assistance system is still too slow; it can only assist a maximum of four teams per round of the game.

The changes that points bring to these guilds will take at least a few days to materialize, which is too long compared to the month-long competition period.

If there are still 3 months left in the World Championship, he is confident of victory.

Even if they drag it along, they can still crush the top guilds in this world.

Therefore, the closer he got to the final stage, the more anxious he became.

As the president, he cannot show negative emotions; he can only process them on his own.

Only French Fries noticed his worries, and for the past few days, he has been taking the initiative to cuddle with him to fall asleep.

During the honeymoon phase, even if you wake up to find your hair flattened or your face covered in your breath while sleeping, it's still a sweet memory.

not to mention……

Hehe, the fries smell so good!

The two glanced at the four original bodies and Nongya who were talking in the distance.

Hmm, watching a play is very interesting~~~

"Didn't you have anything special to say to me?"

"Uh, so I've been saying thank you the whole time."

Nong Ya sighed helplessly: "I was worried that something would happen to you, so I rushed over without stopping, and I'm ready to fight to the death if I encounter a monster."

“She almost died,” she emphasized.

The tetragonal said sincerely, "Yes, thank you so much."

"..."

Nong Ya sighed, feeling as if she were talking to a piece of wood.

After thinking about it, she decided to change her approach.

"take me Out to eat."

"No problem. Should I choose the location? Are there any dietary restrictions?"

Sure enough, after changing the communication approach, the seemingly blocked brain of the Primarch suddenly became smooth.

At least it can pass human-machine authentication.

While he is adept at handling everyday problems, he is surprisingly insensitive in certain areas.

Chapter 523 Time to Slack Off

Everyone was listless all day, despite having had plenty of sleep, and yawning constantly.

When they entered the game that evening, they were supposed to provide assistance to the Tower World as usual, but everyone still felt powerless.

"It seems the intensity of last night's battle was too much for you. You should have a day to recover."

Holora pulled everyone into her crypt—she had created an identical area in the game.

Here, countless projections of guilds conquering the Tower of Trials fill the rock wall in front, resembling a large-scale TV market in a shopping mall.

Holora lay lazily, like an old man in a monitoring room, switching to whose perspective she wanted to see.

"It seems the problem with Zhifeng is solved, and you're in the mood to think about other issues now," she smiled. "Go ahead and ask."

Jiang Heyi pondered for a moment and asked, "The Proof of the Stars, the professions and skills we can experience are actually 'knowledge' that already exists in the Anna world, right?"

"correct."

Everyone looked at each other.

The Proof of the Stars serves as a filter for finding the Anna world, and is also a training device for those seeking employment.

To ensure that players have the appropriate combat power before heading to the Anna world, all the knowledge is subtly conveyed to them through the game.

"If we do this, will our fighting strength be any different from that of the real Anau?"

“You only know that doing this will grant you magical power and create magic, but you can’t make connections or apply what you’ve learned to other situations.”

"In your eyes, all of this is taken for granted; it's an instinct to create a corresponding event simply by calling out the skill's name."

"Therefore, once you arrive in the world of Anna, your learning abilities will be put to a new test. If the situation changes, you will need to adapt accordingly."

"Furthermore, we cannot guarantee that you can maintain your current combat strength when you enter Anna. It is an extremely unstable world that could collapse at any time. 'Normal' is the most luxurious concept."

“When I left, Anna had just gone through a new cycle, and the situation was still slowly deteriorating.”

Fries asked, "Can you tell me how Mint and the others are doing?"

“In the previous cycle, Mint realized the truth of the world’s vicious cycle at the age of 36, making her the first of all the apocalyptic sages.”

"This is a year faster than the previous recorded cycle, but it's all for naught."

Squid crossed its arms: "I don't quite understand. Doesn't the Anaworld have a world consciousness?"

"A world so damaged that the world consciousness without ideology has long since ceased to exist."

"That's not right," the blanket asked. "What about the Temple of the Clarities? Are they also from the Anna World?"

"The name 'Anna' is chosen to make it easier for you to understand, as it is set on the continent of Anna," Holora explained. "The Temple of the Clarities is far from the continent of Anna, and its magical level is much higher than you imagine, as you should have experienced in the early stages of the game."

While Anna's side had some clearly weaker players, the Temple of the Clarity had a very stable combat strength, which once puzzled story enthusiasts in the player community.

"When we designed this storyline, we only slightly changed the timeline to give you a sense of overlap."

Jiang Heyi was taken aback: "Hey, you mean, the events at the Temple of the Clarities actually happened before the Anna story?"

"To be precise, 130 years ago."

"what?"