T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Today, he has removed the bounty and given up the fight.

Brendan raised his glass to invite him to drink, comforting him, "Look on the bright side, at least your magic has recovered to level 2, so there are still some things that are going well."

With easy access to resources, the four Primitives can advance and improve their abilities exceptionally smoothly after awakening.

This was the first time Brendan had ever seen someone who had completely lost all magic, started from scratch, and was able to recover so quickly.

The scholars of the empire, seeing this, would likely flock to him, inviting him to sit in the mage tower and exchange ideas.

After all, there are many cases where magical accidents have caused magic to dissipate and become impossible to regenerate.

After having a couple of drinks and watching a suggestive "short video" from another world, the Primarch returned to his residence.

The best way to reduce your influence is to avoid going out unnecessarily.

He executed it very well.

There is no curfew in Kekri, and the knights of Brendan provide strong security, allowing the night markets and entertainment to remain active even after dark.

He had artisans make playing cards and mahjong sets, and then he brought his servants over to play with him.

There are rewards for winning and punishments for losing; everyone is equal at the card table.

Then he personally demonstrated a few rounds, proving that winning against him really wouldn't cause any bad things; on the contrary, it would bring rewards, creating a strong competitive atmosphere.

On nights when the Primarchs don't need magical rehabilitation, card players and mahjong players eagerly await the start of the game.

Often, a group of people can start a card game, and they can also start a mahjong game.

The prizes are all food, which is the most valuable form of currency for ordinary people.

The card games usually lasted until late at night. When the four original bodies got tired, they would go back to their rooms, lie down, and quickly fall asleep.

Occasionally, I can still dream of the scene of the stars in my dream from a past life.

Today's dream felt incredibly real, and the physical sensations were absolutely perfect.

The cold metal pressed against his throat, its sharp edge slightly digging into his skin.

It's just like the real thing...

The four original entities instantly regained consciousness, but their bodies remained completely still.

He could feel the breathing of the person behind him—light and slow, a veteran's breath.

"Don't move." The other person's voice was extremely low, a deliberately feigned hoarseness tinged with a hint of mockery. "I know you can use magic, but my blade is faster."

This uninvited guest was clearly very confident.

"Night Rat?"

"You guessed very accurately."

The Primarchs were puzzled: "Why are you looking for me instead of Brendan?"

How do you know I didn't look for Brendan?

Well, even the most impregnable security couldn't stop this big rat.

"You didn't manage to wake the victim up by stealing your things, or make him realize his weird habit of having his treasure taken away right in front of him, did you?"

The current situation is rather serious, so he couldn't say anything strange like "there's a cow here."

"You are number one."

"why?"

"During casual conversation, I overheard some of my elven companions saying that you were the hero of Dimir City three months ago, and that Brendan was shameless enough to steal your credit."

The Primarch broke out in a sweat: "You didn't kill Brendan, did you?!"

"Why are you so worried about him, Primarch..." Nightrat chuckled as he spoke, "No, your name, although it's an alchemical term, makes me want to laugh."

What's so funny?

"I'd really like to ask which Primarch you are, are you planning to throw a big birthday celebration for Kurian?" Nightrat chuckled, "Anyway, we're all Emperors, so it doesn't matter."

"..."

"..."

The four protosses picked up the dagger that was held to their necks and gently moved it away.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so familiar. If you move again, I'm going to use force." Night Rat clicked his tongue and forced the dagger back.

"We are a Tier 0 guild."

"..."

"..."

In the darkness, only their breaths echoed between the two.

Where is the light?

The four primal beings stretched out their hands and waved them at the head of the bed with magic.

The magic crystal emitted a warm yellow halo, illuminating the two people in front of the bed.

A dark elf, shrouded in a black robe, held a dagger, tilted his head, and looked utterly incredulous.

A few seconds later...

"Holy crap, the Tetramorphic Primitive!"

"It really is you, my bed!"

Chapter 572 The Secret Code

The companion they had been searching for appeared before them in a miraculous way, and the two were so excited that they couldn't speak.

The four prototypes went to the kitchen, took the meat simmering in the pot, and the soup that had been simmering until dawn, and hurriedly set a table for them.

Take out the chilled, low-alcohol fruit wine and fill the glass.

Finally, activate the soundproofing array.

It feels like watching a completed anime series in a past life, full of ritualistic significance.

I was also hungry in bed, so I grabbed a steak and tore into it, eating with a bold and unrestrained manner.

"Having been spoiled by cuttlefish, won't these taste particularly bland?"

With her cheeks puffed out, she said, "You know what, it was pretty tough when I first arrived."

The start isn't as difficult as the four Primarchs, but it's not much better.

The bed was placed in a desolate swamp in the northwest of the empire, where intelligent creatures were scarce.

It was summer, the daytime heat was unbearable, and the nights were filled with the roars of beasts.

If you don't want to watch wild beasts and monsters engage in a chaotic battle, chasing after them by scent all the way, then you can only travel during the day while still in bed.

The swamp was humid and hot, and within two days, the blankets had turned into a savage bed.

Every day, their food consisted of wild fruits or bland, half-cooked roasted animal meat.

Every time I chewed, I couldn't help but spit out the blanket.

Having grown accustomed to the meticulously prepared food by Cuttlefish, she felt an urge to jump into Cuttlefish's arms the very next second when feeding this food to a dog, which the dog would sniff for several seconds to confirm if it wanted to eat it.

The four Primarchs can seamlessly revive their martial arts and physical skills upon landing. As a Shadow Stalker by nature, and being a Dark Elf, they have an even greater advantage.

Relying on the dark elves' innate ability to stealth, once the initial discomfort subsided, she was able to easily evade wild beasts and monsters, moving silently.

The lack of magic doesn't affect the performance of the bed, which is also the value of the martial arts style in the early stages.

Having a thorough understanding of Anna's botanical atlas, one can navigate the harsh environment of swampy areas, searching for wild fruits while avoiding poisonous creatures.

The four prototypes took a sip of wine and nodded repeatedly.

"Squid and French fries should have no problem getting through the early game. But for someone like me, whose mage isn't awakened at the start, it's going to be really tough if we get a bad start."

He paused for a moment, then urged.

"And then? How long did it take you to run out of the swamp?"

"It should be 6 days."

Over six days, the savage, through battles with monsters, gradually figured out how much influence the combination of Shadowwalker martial arts and Dark Elf talents could have on high-level monsters.

Having completed the initial practical testing of martial arts and physical skills, I plan to test them on intelligent races to see how high-level mages I can fool without magic.

"So, you stole it?"

He shook his head in bed, then nodded excitedly.

"Suppose you were me, possessing powerful stealth skills, able to crouch in the shadows and leave even magicians bewildered, stealthily stealing as if it were your own backyard. Tell me, if you were penniless and starving, what would you do?"

The four original entities immediately replied: "With such overwhelming skill level, it's indeed time to advance to the thief path."

She doesn't just steal from anyone's bed; in her words, anything she visits is hardly a good thing.

The governor, whose ceremonial sword bestowed upon him by the Lion King was stolen, has just seized the land of a group of poor people.

While in bed, he also delivered the story of his lost sword, along with the contract for the forced purchase of land, to his nemesis, an imperial judge.

The bishop of the diocese who lost the sacred texts secretly sold highly addictive illicit drugs to local gangs in a suburban church, using them to brainwash young people.

So when he was stealing things from his bed, he also poured a mouthful of magic potion into his daughter and son's mouths, so that they could also try out the quality of his "new goods".

He also handed over the detailed list of potion-making recipes to the regional archbishop, and it was estimated that soon someone from the Inquisition would be having a long talk with him about life.

If not, then steal the blanket again.

The archbishop of the region must have some nice things in his house.

A nobleman who collected misprinted Lion King gold coins had an affair with the newlywed wife of another nobleman.

Actually, this is not a big deal in Anna.

Many nobles had mistresses, and their wives were sometimes other men's mistresses, or their wives kept mistresses; their private lives were very chaotic.

This newlywed wife, who was used to being flamboyant, encountered a lover in bed while having an affair at night. She insisted on "playing around" and had the guards arrest and torture him.

This morbid practice of fabricating charges and enjoying the thrill of controlling other people's fate infuriates the person in bed.

After fleeing the scene, she became increasingly angry and abandoned her reconnaissance mission, sneaking into the mansion late at night.

While they were making love in bed, she sneaked into the treasury and packed up the nobleman's collection.

Take what you can, and set what you can't take on fire.

Taking advantage of the chaos as the nobleman was putting out the fire, she left a note, clearly stating that she had started the fire because she disliked the nobleman's new wife, who was someone else's wife, in his bed.

As far as she knew, the two nobles were now preparing for a duel over this matter, supervised by the notary of Anna.

On the types of life and death.

Upon hearing this, the Four Primal Bodies facepalmed.

This nobleman has messed with the "right" person.

Being chased by a group of people while playing a game in bed makes me angrier and angrier, so I turn around and fight them to the death.

In short, it's best to let her vent her anger on the spot. After she reflects on the situation and comes to the conclusion that "I'm going to fight you to the death and make you explode," the other party will definitely suffer the consequences.

The lord who lost his identity ring was the only one among the four victims who made a big fuss about it who could be considered innocent and unlucky.

Stealing his things from under the covers was purely to test the limits of her abilities.

Rumor has it that he is protected by several Rank 6 mages.

In previous challenges, it was confirmed that, as long as one is careful enough, even a level 5 mage would have difficulty detecting her wriggling in the shadows from several meters away.

So she sneaked into the lord's mansion and silently took the ring from the sleeping lord's finger.

"That lord has a decent reputation, and I don't intend to make things difficult for him."

"I even wrote on the card that I was borrowing it to play with for a day, and to return it intact when the time was up. But the lord himself exploded and now he's hunting me down all over the city..."

The four original bodies sighed.

"So you went back?"

"I returned it! I sneaked it back and put it on the bedside table while he was asleep." The blanket smiled, resting its chin on its hand. "Then suddenly he stopped chasing me, hehe~~~"