T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Rank only indicates that a mage has a certain amount of magical power to match that level, and has little to do with combat strength or the knowledge reserves that are strongly related to combat strength.

If a major city located near the empire's central hub dares to play like this, a Tier 6 rank player could probably chase her to the ends of the earth.

"Anyway, I've figured it out. Here, as long as I don't do anything too reckless, I can walk around like a madman at night, relying on the knowledge I learned from my teacher."

“Unless you run into dark elves,” the Primarch warned, “you can bump into each other in the shadows.”

At this point, the Tetraprimal suddenly swallowed.

"What did you steal from Brendan?"

"I didn't steal anything. He had some really tough guys guarding his side. Before I even got close, it was like they sensed me and floated out to look around. Luckily, I slipped away quickly."

No comparison does no harm.

In an environment full of incompetent people, the power Brendan built up had an average quality far exceeding that of his peers.

He gulped down a big mouthful of meat soup and let out a satisfied burp in bed.

"I heard that he stole your achievements, which is why he made you a powerless puppet ruler, intending to ruin his reputation. I never expected to run into you." The woman in the blankets clicked her tongue in amazement. "It's only been three months, and you've done so well."

"The Southern District Governor has a big house, a group of servants, no worries about food and clothing, and doesn't have to wander around in the sun and rain."

The bed revealed the texture of her frosted hands.

"Look, you've gotten so tanned."

"..."

The Primal slapped its forehead: "Why don't you recall your race and think about what you just said?"

He continued eating with a smile in bed.

"Didn't you steal a lot of good stuff? How come you're in such a sorry state now?"

“They’re after me everywhere. There aren’t many easy-to-sell items among those stolen goods. I can’t just take them out on the black market. Both the legitimate and criminal worlds are setting a trap for me. I can’t escape.” He said in bed, “I can’t possibly steal from ordinary people. At most, I’ll find a few scoundrels and steal some money to eat.”

"It's alright now. I can just rely on you for food, for the Empire! Primarch!"

The bedtime drama began, and she stood up to salute the four original entities, reciting "loyalty."

Needless to say, the Tetraprimal didn't intend to let the bed continue to be exposed to the outside.

Obediently stay and enjoy the Magic Revival Package with him: rehabilitation during the day and playing mahjong at night.

The servants didn't think much of the sudden appearance of a swaggering dark elf in their master's mansion.

The master has finally seen the light; that's a good thing.

They said they'd only stay here for three years, but who knows what will happen after that?

They would be eager to associate with such an easy-going master as the Four Primal Bodies, wishing they could get a meal ticket that could be redeemed for a lifetime.

Brendan didn't say anything, just patted the Primarch lightly, with an expression that said, "If you had told me your needs earlier, I wouldn't have given you the wrong gift."

It's fine if everyone misunderstands, just don't associate your bed with "night rats".

The alliance of victims of the night rats wished they could skin her alive and make her into rat meat sticks to eat.

One morning, the maid hurriedly pushed open the door.

Seeing that the four original bodies were slurping rice porridge in their blankets, they quickly bowed and paid their respects.

"So urgent, is it something important?"

“Yes, Your Excellency, the Adventurers’ Guild sent me to tell you.” The maid looked up. “A request has suddenly appeared in the guild.”

"Commission?"

"The client is a traveling merchant. He listed 5 Lion King Silver Coins in the guild and the request contained only one word."

"What word?"

"The boundary between reality and illusion".

This word was once used by the newly arrived Quadruple Entity.

In an instant, the two who were leisurely eating stood up abruptly.

Soon, the sheriff led the merchant into the mansion.

The two dismissed all outsiders and focused their attention on the plump, fair-skinned caravan leader, asking the question that made them tremble slightly.

"Who commissioned you to come?"

The merchant captain swallowed hard, bowed respectfully, and carefully confirmed the information.

"Are you going to run a guild for life?"

"Don't ask anymore, the boundary between the virtual and the real is the guild's name."

Having matched the code, the merchant captain's eyes lit up. He returned to the caravan and retrieved the hidden letter.

Upon opening the envelope, the four primitives were astonished.

"It's a potato."

The woman in bed was both surprised and delighted.

How did he know we were here?

The Four Primals handed over the envelope and said, "He obtained information about the Dimir incident through the internal channels of the merchants and discovered that the Corruption Tribe had been eliminated."

The woman in bed was startled.

The conspiracy of the Corrupt Tribe, which did not exist in their Anna history, has never been exposed.

The most likely reason for this change is that a variable has emerged in this region that could significantly influence major historical events.

That alone is enough for Potato to make a judgment.

Chapter 573 Humanoid Strategy Jiang Heyi

The letter can be summarized in just two sentences.

Stay put, use magic to recover, and prevent further damage.

He is currently scouting several key locations to prepare for the future, and will immediately travel to Kekeli to meet up afterward.

The letter was written entirely in the familiar Chinese characters. If something went wrong during delivery, the people of Anna would be completely baffled.

The four primitives instructed Old Tok.

"Give this gentleman 30 Lion King Silver Coins."

The merchant captain hurriedly waved his hand in refusal, claiming it was just a small favor.

Old Tok had seen this kind of scene many times before, and he forcefully stuffed it into the other person's pocket.

Jiang Heyi is currently a genius with exceptional talent at the Imperial Academy, but this identity will undergo some minor changes after the summer vacation.

He might not use the information channels the traveling merchants used later, and there was no specific instruction in the letter, but Siyuanti believed that multiple channels meant multiple paths.

Why not make a small amount of money so appealing to profit-driven businessmen that they'll remember the benefits?

Summer and autumn passed by in a flash.

The lingering warmth of the blazing sun was drained away overnight.

When the first wisp of frosty morning wind swept across the city walls, Kekeli City seemed to have been wiped of color by some invisible hand, becoming pale and cold.

Braving the bleak wind and feeling the chill on his shoulders, the visitor knocked on the door of the governor's mansion in Kelinan District with just a few words.

The tetra-propaganda and the quilt were overjoyed.

"Now someone's making dietary changes!"

Jiang Heyi, who arrived late, introduced Bonnie to the two of them.

Upon learning that she was actually a member of the Temple of the Clarity from a hundred years ago, Beiwo was quite surprised.

As the maid took Bonnie away to change into new clothes, she couldn't help but say.

"You've thoroughly mastered history; you can even find these minor, insignificant figures."

Determining the location of the Corruption Tribe is a brilliant move. Landing in any area and immediately figuring out how to speedrun through it, collecting all the necessary items, requires multiple playthroughs to be considered a pro.

Could they have already reincarnated several times, but Jiang Heyi just awakened earlier?

Jiang Heyi waved his hand: "It's just a coincidence."

The Tetramorph asked, "Where have you been all this time?"

Jiang Heyi rattled off a list of locations like a menu, some they remembered, others they had never heard of.

The Primordial Ones were surprised: "Didn't you say that it's best to find a safe spot after landing and not move around?"

“Plans are plans, and changes are changes,” Jiang Heyi said. “In the early stages, we are too weak and the risks of our actions are too great, but I also have strategies to avoid those risks.”

The person in the blanket clicked their tongue in amazement: "You're at level 3 now, and your mental magic is so monstrous that you've already swum across half of Anna?"

"I've hired someone."

By disguising his identity and translating books and documents, Jiang Heyi accumulated start-up capital.

After Bonnie's loyalty was maxed out, he used the information channels circulating among merchants to filter out major events and locate Kekri City before the summer vacation ended and his student identity might be exposed.

With the initial capital, Jiang Heyi hired a group of adventurers who had been selected before the arrival of the empire.

These people have only one characteristic—an exceptionally high sense of morality.

A very special anomaly among the diverse group of adventurers.

You don't need to remember their personality or get to know them deeply; just give them money and praise their character, and you can basically win them over.

After all, Jiang Heyi only needed temporary bodyguards.

"But you still haven't said what you did with these bodyguards?"

"These things were recycled."

As he spoke, Jiang Heyi emptied the contents of his backpack onto the table.

The first thing that catches the eye is three old, yellowed scrolls.

He picked up a sheet from under the covers and started reading it.

“Irela…” Her eyes suddenly widened, “Irela Vi… Could this be…!”

"The 'Promise Scroll' that Eleravie and the witch Tina Loris buried out of boredom is the prototype of the item in the game that allows Eleravie to complete her training 100% successfully."

The Four Primal Bodies picked up a copy and couldn't help but mutter, "You've gone on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land."

“Windpod City is the holy land. This was just a preliminary plan, collecting necessary plot items in advance to make it easier to trigger the event,” Jiang Heyi said with a smile. “Anyway, no one will discover these four copies 35 years ago in the Kurien calendar, so I took them all.”

"Now we have a starting point to get in touch with Eleravia, who is the most difficult person to reach."

Jiang Heyi shook his head.

The woman in the quilt was taken aback: "Isn't this a good opportunity to get started? This is a memory they both share, a famous wish-granting opportunity in history!"

"In the game, there are two things that shocked Elena. First, we have a space beyond their comprehension, which we use as a guild base. Second, our strength is enough to provide her with a large quantity of rare materials, allowing her to refine frying pans and readily sign a contract of servitude."

After a pause, Jiang Heyi continued, "But in reality, we don't have the magical guild strongholds like in the game, and many rare materials in the game only appear after the story progresses, while others are given to us as rewards in the game, so they have no reference value. Therefore, we need to find substitutes ourselves."

"Of course, the ideal situation is to get it all in one go, make a trip to the Temple of the Clarity, and get the Origin Element."

The Four Primals said with difficulty: "But the Overlord said that the distorted time path leading to a hundred years ago does not appear in every cycle."

"So we can only prepare for two scenarios: make money and stockpile materials that she might be interested in. At the same time, we also need to find out about Devland and understand their current situation."

She murmured as she held up the object in her hand: "What is this shiny scale?"

The scales shimmered with iridescent light under the lamp.

“The scales that Queen Mirror shed during her walk on land,” Jiang Heyi explained. “She buried them in a secluded flower field as a travel souvenir, and I dug them up.”

"That sounds like some kind of perverted behavior," the woman in bed clicked her tongue.

Jiang Heyi sighed, "This is in preparation for the Great Snow Mountain storyline. We don't have the Gluttonous Incarnation. If we follow the original timeline, dealing with Kesha won't be a problem. But how do we convince her and bring out the Fallen Star Siren?"

"Are you trying to achieve your goal indirectly?"

Jiang Heyi nodded: "If we can't recreate the storyline of Kexia under the Great Snow Mountain, we'll use these scales to open the door to the Fallen Star Sea."

Even the sound of being in bed makes me feel tired.