T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The other party was clearly satisfied with her ambition and took good care of her in daily life.

If this continues, I'm afraid he might take Bonnie with him when he leaves.

Tsk tsk tsk~~

It's something most people can only dream of, to be able to connect with the family behind him.

Jiang Heyi did indeed want to take Bonnie away, and Bonnie readily agreed, but this had nothing to do with his status as someone who was using someone else's influence.

"After all these years, have you ever thought about going back to Devland?"

A suggestion that could bring Bonnie to tears.

Bonnie is the clerk of a district within the Temple of the Clarities.

After the Church of Eternal Night invaded the main temple, the power of the Clarity Ones across the entire continent was plunged into great turmoil.

In the coastal area where she lived, cultists such as Eternal Night were proliferating.

Unable to obtain instructions or assistance from the Clear Ones, Bonnie and the others embarked on a journey of escape on a rainy night.

Someone sneaked into the dense forest in an attempt to find the organization.

Some people bought large ocean-going ships in an attempt to temporarily avoid the storms and preserve their fire.

Bonnie was just one of those who had no say in their fate and could only blindly follow the trend.

During this time, some people boarded the ship and some people disembarked.

Of all the people in the house, only Bonnie remained.

Bonnie's experience is remarkably similar to Jiang Heyi's current situation.

As the secretary, she already had a foundation in language learning and was quite proficient. After arriving in Anna, she quickly found her way around.

"So, you're quite an experienced translator, then why are you still working for a merchant? Shouldn't you be very famous?"

Bonnie was a little embarrassed, and simply explained that there were some unspeakable reasons behind it.

Jiang Heyi didn't press the matter.

Bringing Bonnie back to Devland wasn't just empty talk; by grasping this core demand, he successfully gained his first follower after his arrival.

The next step is to max out the loyalty of your followers.

If it were a game, it would involve tedious and boring tasks like giving gifts, running errands, and completing quests.

But real, living people...

It's not difficult.

Over the course of a century, Bonnie, who had just entered the ranks of the Clear Ones, slowly climbed from Tier 2 to Tier 5.

In a world where knowledge can be genuinely transformed into combat power, the act of monopolizing knowledge is ubiquitous.

The flow of knowledge within the Clarity does not exist in Anna.

Therefore, she did not have any magic that could be used at level 5.

Even a small fraction of Jiang Heyi's vast knowledge would be enough to benefit a level 5 mage.

He casually recited a few spells that forest elves might like, and judging from Bonnie's level of shock, he tailored a power enhancement plan for her.

"Try to master the three spells on the scroll within a month."

Bonnie swallowed hard. Instead of kneeling to express her gratitude, she…

They crawled on their stomachs, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Her green hair, like dried seaweed, cascaded down and trembled incessantly.

Bonnie's favorability rating was much easier to raise than I had imagined; it was practically off the charts.

He couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Is such a big reaction really necessary?"

Jiang Heyi's customized plan to win favor ended perfectly after only taking its first step, making his caution seem like a joke.

Even so, he had no intention of being reckless and insisted on taking steady and cautious steps.

As Jiang Heyi pondered, he heard Bonnie calling out.

"Master, these are the seasonings, kitchen utensils, and ingredients you entrusted to me to purchase."

As dusk fell, Bonnie returned, carrying large and small bags, having come to regard herself as a servant.

After Bonnie's loyalty level was raised, her way of addressing her in private naturally changed.

"From now on, you'll be responsible for carrying all these things when you come with me. Start getting used to it now."

Looking at the pots and pans specially made from the local blacksmith, Jiang Heyi smiled and weighed them in his hands a few times.

"I don't know where you are now..."

"Hopefully no one will mess things up so early."

……

……

The sprawling forests appear and disappear in the morning mist, like the undulating back of a sleeping giant.

The ancient trees, some over a thousand years old, have intertwined roots, and their verdant canopies intertwine to form an opaque dome hundreds of meters above the ground.

An exquisite cluster of treehouses is built on the sturdy branches. The buildings, woven from vines, grow and change slowly with the seasons, and the vibrant structures seem to be alive.

The door of a treehouse 30 meters above the ground was suddenly pushed open.

"Hey big guy, I've come to visit you. How's your recovery going? Has your magic awakened yet?"

Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains in the center of the room, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor.

A tall, blond figure with long, flowing hair was standing with his back to the door, the outline of his shoulder blades faintly visible beneath his linen shirt.

Upon hearing the sound, he slowly turned around, and the sunlight immediately outlined his granite-like muscle lines.

Even with rigorous training, it takes time to develop such a formidable physique; every bulge in the muscles looks like it has been forged through countless trials.

Among the forest elves, those with a physique similar to his are few and far between.

In contrast, the forest spirit who pushed open the door looked as frail as a tiny little thing—even though he was over 1.6 meters tall at a young age.

“I’m not called Big Guy, I have a name.”

"Cuttlefish, what an embarrassing name!" The handsome little forest elf shrugged. "What kind of tribe would name their creature after a seafood? If a siren heard it, she'd probably eat it like a snack."

"Then let's switch to another language. If you can't understand it, it won't seem strange."

The arrival of the squid was not a pleasant experience.

Logically, after the arrival of the sun, everyone should appear on the ground.

Before he could even react, amidst a blinding white light, he experienced the comfort of freefall.

The soul, trapped in the body, struggled in fear but could not control its body. The fear lasted for less than a second.

"boom!!"

With a muffled thud, the whistling wind beside my ears fell silent.

The good news is that the height wasn't too high, preventing him from dying before he even got started, thus avoiding him becoming the unluckiest person in the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, the first to die instantly upon landing.

The bad news is, he fell in a bad spot.

The tree spirits of the Anna world primarily feed on absorbed magic.

On certain holidays, they gather together, their roots tightly intertwined even after they have sunk into the ground.

The upper body, anthropomorphized as a human, is modeled after human arms, clasped together, encircling each other, enjoying the warmth of the blazing sun in an open space.

This activity, known as "Root Resonance," is both a feast for the tree spirits to replenish their magic and an important ritual for maintaining relationships among the tree spirit clan.

The squid fell from mid-air and crashed headfirst onto the altar built for the ceremony.

When he half-opened his eyes, a group of tree spirits with cracked bark and human-like facial features surrounded him, still holding hands as the ritual was in progress.

Looking around, there were tree spirits everywhere, in every direction.

Unable to express their anger at the interruption and destruction of the ceremony, each chapped face, with its somewhat distorted features, conveyed confusion, bewilderment, and bewilderment.

Many tree spirits couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The sky was clear and there was no magical fluctuation. Where did this forest spirit come from?

Surely it couldn't be that the forest goddess descended to reveal that their ritual was poorly performed, could it?

At that time, the cuttlefish could not understand the tree spirits' grievances and confusion; he only had one image in his mind.

"You're awake. The surgery was a success. Now you're a tree spirit."

"Congratulations on being chased by a foreign race, chopped down with an axe, and taken home to be used as firewood~~~"

It was as if everything before the transmigration was just a dream. He was not the only designated shield brother at the boundary between reality and illusion, nor the muscle forest spirit, but an ordinary forest spirit underling, one of the many tree spirits.

The impact of the fall, unfolding inexplicably, choked the squid, causing it to faint.

The tree spirits present panicked.

"He fell from the sky, hit our ceremonial table, and died of natural causes."

I looked at the bloodstains on the table, the shattered pieces of wood from the table on the floor, and the deep dent.

The tree spirits' sky has collapsed.

For no apparent reason, a forest elf lord fell to his death in his own tribe. In any case, those noble forest elves certainly wouldn't believe such a bizarre thing.

"Just right, he fell right in the center of your ceremonial platform, hitting his head so hard that blood streamed down his face, flowing along the grooves and filling every corner?"

The elaborate patterns and procedures, resembling a ritual sacrifice, would make even a magician exclaim, "The cultists are well-prepared," let alone an unsuspecting ordinary person.

Fortunately, the tree spirits were meticulous enough that after a thorough examination, they found that the squid was just unconscious, so they abandoned their plan to compost the squid on the spot.

However, the tree spirits soon discovered something even stranger.

"Elder, this forest spirit is unable to absorb the essence of plant elements."

"Fool, take the best from the tribe!"

"Elder, it's not that our essence is inferior, it seems, it seems that..."

The elder picked up the essence to examine it, then reached out to the cuttlefish.

"What, what, what's going on?"

There was no magic power to be sensed; it was a complete vacuum.

After observing the cuttlefish's physique, even as an elder, he exclaimed that he couldn't understand it.

Could it be that some forest spirits have abandoned their innate affinity for magic, completely severing their resonance with magic, all in order to better embark on the path of a martial artist?

Although he didn't understand, the Tree Spirit Elder was certain that the Cuttlefish had grown up in a wealthy and noble family.

Only in this way could he have enough resources to build up his terrifying muscle mass, allowing him to follow the evil path of body cultivation.

"We can't control it, we'll just send it up."

Tree spirits are just a small tribe in this vast forest; above them exist even more powerful races.

One group after another passed on, and when the cuttlefish awoke from its coma on the third day, murmuring that it wanted to drink water, what it saw were its "companions".

The mysterious, large creature woke up, instantly becoming the hottest news in the large tribe.

Many of the forest spirits who were out and about couldn't help but run back for a glance.

Simply put, his muscle mass and height are simply magnificent.

The tree spirits' description of his descent from the sky is shrouded in mystery.

While the squid was in a coma, rumors of a "miraculous manifestation of the forest goddess" were already spreading.

Assuming it's true, what message does the forest goddess want to convey?

It can't be, folks, that I prefer muscular men, so you all go and work out, right?

Since they were of the same kind, the forest elf had no wariness of the squid, and with a bit of healing magic, the injury healed quickly.

Squid prepared a set of explanations for the two strange occurrences: the lack of magic and the sudden appearance of something from the sky.

"I accidentally stumbled into a natural teleportation array."