T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"What's wrong? Didn't I already settle on a certain taste for you?" Fries pouted. "If you don't like the changes I made for you, then I'll go back to my old taste."

It's been a long, long time since I've used that aloof and indifferent tactic. I kind of miss that cold face that gets so little feedback.

Now that she brought it up herself, it inevitably made Jiang Heyi's heart itch with desire.

Time changes two people who are together, making them more comfortable with each other.

Who could resist the little changes their partner makes for them?

Jiang Heyi and French Fries both felt that the current pace was the best.

Mo Yu jokingly said that the longer they were together, the more similar their personalities and lifestyles became.

"Potatoes and French fries really do come from the same source."

The Overlord glanced at the two with a smile: "After sleeping for so long, when you wake up and see a scene like this, you'll be in a good mood for the next few decades."

The awkward silence between the two continued for a while longer inside the room.

The conversation stalled for a while, and the guard's forehead was covered in more and more white sweat.

A went out, but things didn't go right, leaving him in a dilemma since he had no contingency plan.

Compared to the natural progression of Jiang Heyi and French Fries, he was very self-aware about his own development... He's amazing!

"Should we hurry up and fix it?"

The constant stream of thoughts in his mind made his mouth dry.

"Can I ask..."

"You ask!"

"Uh……"

Cut off quickly, Orange Tea shrank back, hesitated for a while, and then spoke again.

Do you think my feet are beautiful?

What the hell is this topic?!

Jiang Heyi and the fries almost burst out laughing in anger outside the wall.

How did that prison guard guy manage to turn his confession into such a mess!

"What are you doing, all crammed together..."

When the quilt and the squid came to find the fruit platter, they saw a group of people crouching in front of the warehouse on the first floor, and the quilt casually started talking.

"Om~~"

The tentacles behind the Overlord rose up, and the faint light surrounding the two silenced the abrupt sound.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Watch the show, the prison guard is charging."

Through the shared vision of the ruler, the two suddenly realized.

Sure enough, after asking the question about orange tea, the jailer became the victim of his own bizarre actions.

But a genius is a genius; when faced with a problem from a genius, he wasn't so nervous.

"Your legs are great! They look like the kind of legs that you've worked out; they're a bit muscular, but overall straight and slender—those are the best!"

"That's really... very logical."

The jailer proudly replied, "Of course."

Orange Tea tentatively asked, "Then, how does it compare to the Tarot Knight Death God?"

"Ugh?"

Not only the jailer, but even the eavesdropping ruler exclaimed in surprise.

As the creators of the Tarot Knights, they were in a very difficult position. In a distant other world, at a crucial moment when the two were expressing their feelings for each other, the keywords that popped up included their own masterpiece.

To be precise, it's related to her legs...

I wonder how the Tarot Knight Death will react when he learns of this.

The jailer swallowed hard and said confidently, "Each has its own merits. There's no single standard. I think... what I like is the best!"

"Purely subjective evaluation."

You've even started making sharp comments!

"How sincere..." Orange Tea seemed a little speechless.

Those who were eavesdropping and watching were speechless.

Hey jailer, if you keep talking like that, what topic won't fall apart?

"If you think I'm a pervert... I can try to change," the jailer said, sounding aggrieved. "But it might take some time."

"When you were with Hu Qian, you were already thinking about marriage, right? Was that your idea?" Orange Tea asked curiously. "If she didn't like it, you changed it."

The jailer nodded: "It's rare to find someone who fits the bill."

"No wonder they were led by the nose."

"Didn't I discover something amiss? I didn't suffer any loss."

"I use the same excuse when I'm talking to you."

The jailer exclaimed excitedly, "You're different!"

This sudden burst of energy startled Orange Tea, who blinked repeatedly.

"After spending so much time together, you are definitely different from Hu Qian."

Orange Tea pretended to be angry: "So you went to find Hu Qian first, but not me?"

"That's why I don't dare to approach you... What if you reject me? I'll still have decades left in my reincarnation in Anna, and we'll still be spending every day together..."

"More than myself, I hope everyone can live this life well and not break up in the next life."

The jailer finally poured out all the words that had been buried deep in his heart.

He had been holding it in for a long time.

"Unlike that potato guy, I've known French fries for a long, long time."

"When you're emotionally stable online, you develop feelings for each other when you meet in person, and gradually the two of you become inseparable."

"After living together for so long, have you ever seen the cold face that French Fries used to have when playing games with us? ...The subtle changes are amazing, it's enviable."

"Potato himself is quite amazing. He may not seem particularly special, but think about it, we all want to be around him and play with him."

"He was the one who orchestrated everything from the very beginning. From the guild's development and operations to the most difficult part—profit distribution—we had no objections to anything he said and let him take full responsibility..."

"Thinking about it carefully, he has a special temperament that makes people believe that he can handle everything well as the chairman."

"No wonder even those 'water ghosts' who never communicate with each other on microphone have gone from frozen fries to tomato-flavored fries."

The eavesdropper facepalmed.

The prison guard's insightful comments about Jiang Heyi were very well-reasoned, and she liked them very much.

But the commentary itself just didn't sit right with it.

The duality of gods and ghosts can also apply to speech, right?

"I'm not like a squid, which is naturally very powerful," the jailer sighed.

"He's only a few years older than us, and he's quite young but has a bright future. He's the head teacher of the top class."

"A kind-hearted person recognized by colleagues and friends."

"Look at how harshly he criticized Du Jingwen on the online forums after his divorce. Isn't that proof that he's very charming?"

"She can cook delicious food. We've lived together for so long, and she always makes sure we're well-fed. She's even better than a hotel chef."

"Even Holora and Candlelight said it was good, so it can be considered a top-notch chef."

"Not to mention he's certified by Alyssa Tu as a truly ideal boyfriend; you'd be lucky to snag one."

"The worst thing he ever did was to be so blind at such a young age and choose Du Jingwen."

“Look, everything has gone smoothly and impeccably since Du Jingwen left.”

Hearing this from under the covers, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.

The squid's head was throbbing, and it kept rubbing its temples.

He felt that his life, and even his next life, had been ruined by Du Jingwen.

It was as if I had returned to the Qin Dynasty, become a criminal, had my face tattooed, and been exiled—all in one go.

I'll never forget that if someone sees my tattoo, they'll laugh at me.

The jailer is still going on.

"The tetramorphs are pretty good too..."

"Do you think his damage output is weak or his skills are lacking?"

"Look at how hard he worked while he was on the artillery platform. He would occasionally run out to help out and even managed to find time to rescue people."

He remained silent, content to play a supporting role.

"Just like I thought, as long as the guild doesn't fall apart and everyone stays together, it doesn't matter what he does."

"At critical moments, he is willing to sacrifice his own interests to ensure that everyone stays together. That's the kind of person he is."

"Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication."

"Why does Nong Ya like him? He is emotionally stable, and she feels very safe living with him."

"Because he is the kind of person who is easily satisfied. As long as he is comfortable enough, he can stay in one place for his whole life, like a sloth, slowly living his own life."

"If you seize the opportunity to be loyal to someone, they become your whole life."

“Nong Ya must have understood it, that’s why she left the field so happily.”

The prison guard spends his days browsing online communities, joining in the fun, and watching the drama unfold. Everyone outside thinks he lives a carefree life, and it's hard for anything to break through the walls of his heart.

But he always kept an eye on everyone in the guild.

He silently observed and remembered the people and events within the guild.

Even the most cheerful person has a sensitive side, but they just keep it hidden and never show it to others.

The more I learn, the more afraid I become.

"I'm afraid we'll fall apart," Orange Tea asked gently.

The jailer nodded: "I'm scared."

"Tea Master... If you mind, just consider this me as someone who's been looking at too many erotic pictures today and is now talking nonsense."

"You're assuming I rejected you just because I didn't answer anything?"

"Then you agreed?"

"No."

The jailer immediately deflated, dejectedly wondering how to gracefully exit the scene.

By the way, I'll tell the Overlord and Potato that I've let them down.

"I have another question."

"Ask away," the jailer said, going all out.

"You're willing to change for Hu Qian, and you also said you're willing to change for me... does that mean you're tacitly agreeing that I'm the same as Hu Qian?"

Orange Tea smiled knowingly; she had already peeled a whole plate of oranges.

Set the orange peel aside and place the glistening orange flesh on a plate.

Orange Tea, with orange peel in her mouth: "Then I'm really going to get angry. All that effort I made to scold Hu Qian for you was for nothing."

"Let's talk this out...that's not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

The jailer was drenched in sweat, caught in a dilemma.