T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Chapter 529 Then I'll give you a gift.

"I was just guessing, but it seems I was wrong."

Hu Qian's heart skipped a beat, and before panic could overwhelm her, she forced herself to remain calm and reply.

"Are you still nearby? We can talk."

"They've already left. Let's do it tomorrow."

"Weren't you at the corner at the end of the corridor?"

Realizing she couldn't avoid it, Hu Qian considered what words she could use and returned to the restaurant.

The jailer was waiting at the table where he had just been eating with the others.

Why are you hiding?

"No ah."

The jailer took a sip of tea, and only then did Hu Qian notice a new set of dishes on the table, which had obviously just been served.

"I'll treat you to this meal. After we finish eating, tell my family that... we're not a good match."

Hu Qian was suddenly startled.

She's a smart person; she quickly grasped the crux of the problem.

"I have feelings for you, which is why I subconsciously thought it was a blind date... I admit, I was really happy when I caught her doing something wrong, because nobody wants their crush to be taken away."

Being too cunning is a point deduction in the jailer's eyes.

People who achieve fame at a young age and possess resources and wealth are especially wary of members of the opposite sex who take the initiative to approach them.

Hu Qian knew that if it weren't for the prison guard's family urging him, he probably wouldn't have shown up at the blind date.

Given the way the prison guard behaved, there was absolutely no way he would run off to play around.

His inner world is so rich that he can entertain himself while glued to his computer.

Such people are the ideal targets.

They often project the most beautiful fantasies onto their first love, and as long as you slightly align yourself with the romantic picture they envision, you can easily win them over.

The more Hu Qian understood this, the less she wanted to give up.

The jailer's expression was complicated.

If he were unaware of this, he might actually have fallen for it.

He could stir a person's heartstrings with just a few words. If he hadn't been so eager to make her reveal her weakness, he would have truly believed that the chosen one had arrived.

After all, most people have longed for such a blatant confession.

Unfortunately, he knew Hu Qian's true nature, and those words only disgusted him.

They are all hypocrites and pretentious; even in a game, they are the kind of people he most wants to kill.

If reality were a game, there should be dozens of skeleton guards here, meticulously chopping the person in front of them into minced meat.

At worst, a corrupt nuclear explosion and they're gone!

"Alright, I'm being lenient with you. Do you really want me to spell it out?"

Perhaps because he has dealt with the boundary between reality and fiction more in real life, he has toned down his playful style a lot—but he still does so online.

Some things, if said out loud, will only embarrass the matchmaker and make both sets of parents uncomfortable.

Hu Qian gritted her teeth. She hadn't yet figured out why the jailer was so resolute. Although she was vaguely worried, but...

What if?

"I really don't understand what you're talking about. If you're in a bad mood, let's talk another day."

A humble, submissive tone can easily evoke a person's sympathy.

The jailer felt that if he said a few more words, she would cry, thus confirming her vulnerable status.

He'll be the one who's at a loss when the time comes.

He glanced at a table in the corner; everyone on the boundary between reality and illusion was watching the show from the front lines.

This includes the Crimson Music Box and the Sashimi Guy, who returned despite having already left.

These two guys who were called in to act have also gotten a piece of the action.

Jiang Heyi stuffed the things into Orange Tea's hand and nudged her.

She walked quickly to the jailer's table and sat down.

Hu Qian looked at the somewhat rustic-looking orange tea in front of her with some surprise.

She had just felt that the back and side profile looked very familiar, and sure enough, she was right.

In the boundary between reality and illusion, she was the one dressed the most simply and cheaply.

You're already rich, so why don't you buy better clothes and dress yourself up to look better?

"Here, open it and take a look."

Hu Qian opened the document, glanced at it, and her body trembled violently.

"How could you do this? You secretly investigated me!"

She became angry first, but her voice was weak.

The jailer pursed his lips, too lazy to even refute or offer sarcastic remarks.

When people are extremely speechless, they can actually laugh.

Just as Hu Qian was about to say something more, Orange Tea interrupted.

"Not only are we investigating you, but everything you've seen today is a show we put on for you, just to make you laugh."

The jailer's eyes suddenly lit up again.

There's no other reason than that it's truly a rare sight to hear "Let's see how you have fun" coming from someone who drinks orange tea.

He always thought that Orange Tea was not the type of person who would say harsh things.

Even when they criticize or scold him, they use very mild language.

Compared to Jiang Heyi and his ilk, who started by calling him "mentally challenged," "idiot," "brain-dead," and "Tang," he possessed a kind of unspoiled beauty—even though he had always been a source of pollution.

"You've already judged your worth in just one day. You're a bit too impatient, Miss Hu Qian."

How do you know I didn't have a fight with my boyfriend?

"We called your ex-boyfriend about this, and he was completely baffled by the change in your attitude."

Hu Qian was speechless for a moment.

The jailer was enjoying the mouth-swapping, and it was time to go.

"Eat up. You can pack up any leftovers. This is your last meal."

"Thank you for giving me and my friends a good show. The program was quite good, enough for us to talk about for a long time after dinner, although it may not be as good as Du Jingwen's."

Hu Qian gritted her teeth: "You're comparing me to her? In what way am I worse than her? Have I ever eaten or used your food?"

Faced with this blow that was trying to salvage her dignity, Orange Tea reacted even more strongly than she did.

She slammed her hand on the table.

"You dumped your boyfriend, with whom you've lived day and night, just to climb the social ladder. If you marry someone like you, and the prison guard gets into trouble in the future, you'll just run off with all the money without a word, and you might even covet his family fortune!"

"You're the kind of person who sleeps in the same bed but dreams different dreams. You're despicable!"

"I don't like working for money and feeling like I'm compromising myself. It's disgusting!"

"Du Jingwen only took a portion of the money in her divorce settlement. Someone as insatiable as you will probably use the jailer's money to climb the social ladder when you meet someone better!"

"What's the difference between you and her? Do you have to categorize scumbags into different levels? They're just as rotten!"

Even squid cough when they drink water.

Why are we talking about the prison guard? How could bullets be redirected and hit him? Who controls the trajectory so accurately? Was it Shrimp Bro?

In addition, is marrying Du Jingwen a criminal record for him for life?

Can it be washed off after reincarnation in Anna?

Jiang Heyi clinked glasses with the fries, enjoying their tea.

"Sending Orange Tea was the right thing to do. The jailer's sarcastic remarks won't work on Hu Qian; we have to confront her head-on."

French Fries grinned and said, "And it's only people with integrity like Orange Tea who make demons and monsters feel ashamed."

Hu Qian was trembling all over.

Anger, the shame of being stared at by unsuspecting onlookers, the humiliation of having one's self-esteem trampled on, and even, the feeling of being wronged.

Overwhelmed with emotions, Hu Qian slammed her hand on the table.

But she couldn't utter any righteous words and fled the restaurant as if she were escaping.

“Look, demons and monsters really do fear entities with divine power,” said Fries. “That’s the Tea God.”

Some things, when said by others, can be met with a counterattack.

But Orange Tea said that Hu Qian could only keep it to herself.

The Crimson Music Box warned, "She'll be furious when she gets back."

“The fish got off the hook, and the fisherman was furious with impotence. I’ve seen it before.” The Primarch shrugged. “Let me tell you something I don’t understand.”

"No, no, no, I mean, she might go back and try to calm down, but when she opens her phone and sees the loan repayment notice, she might smash things."

The Scarlet Music Box is a highlight, and it made everyone laugh.

A fisherman took out a loan to buy fishing gear, but the fish got off the hook, the fishing rod broke, and he still had to repay the loan.

The jailer waved to the crowd.

"What are you waiting for? She hasn't touched her food. Hurry up and start eating!"

"More dishes! More dishes!"

It seems like her mood wasn't affected much.

While eating, Scarlet Music Box asked, "Jailer, have you developed feelings?"

"A bit. I really thought I'd met someone who was my soulmate. If you told me I wasn't grinning like an idiot when I looked at our chat history last night, I bet you wouldn't believe me."

He recounted his dark past with ease, completely unconcerned.

"Have you thought about getting married?"

"If this hadn't happened, I probably would have considered it," the jailer said, taking a bite of his poached chicken. "Next life..."

Realizing there were outsiders present, he changed his tune.

"I want to live this life to the fullest, without any regrets, to experience everything, and to reach the end happily. That's what I think."

"Do everything you should do in this side story of life, because who knows if you'll have the chance to do side stories in the next life."

Although everyone at the boundary between the virtual and the real was optimistic and prepared to save Anna.

But can these seven chosen miracles turn the tide in an apocalyptic world trapped in an endless loop and constantly decaying?

Even the rulers behind Holora rely on the word "miracle." All they can do is try their best and leave the rest to fate.

The moment they made that choice, everyone was mentally prepared to be buried with the other world.

Holola's suggestion of "money to buy life" was very timely.

The happiness they experience in this life will be the most precious sweetness in their cycle of reincarnation.

Eat as much candy as you can while you still can.

He enjoys a steamed sea bass all to himself, just like his ID suggests; he likes sashimi and also enjoys eating fish.

He joked, "Brother jailer, you really live up to that saying: the sexier the pictures you post, the more innocent you are in real life. You have absolutely no experience and are as naive as a blank sheet of paper."

"You've offended all the hardworking veterans in the chat groups with that one sentence. Apologize to them."

"Also, the day I stop posting, you'll realize you were wrong."