T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Unfortunately, the starfish can's final decision backfired, ruining a promising situation and leaving many middle-aged and elderly supporters who enjoyed watching the legendary actor's performance sighing in disappointment.

The group chat was quiet today. After getting up, having breakfast, and returning home, there were fewer than 10 messages in total.

Tetraprotozoa was the first to send out the message.

"Thanks everyone for helping this loser like me win."

Orange Tea posted a cute little seal emoji: "I feel like I didn't do a great job, so how about I share some of my bonus with everyone to spend money on in-game purchases?"

Fortunately, the jailer was online, which dispelled her idea. However, after sending "See you in Guangzhou in a week," he stopped posting.

The plain fries and the blankets remained silent.

It was unusually quiet for a guild group; normally, the group would be buzzing with messages every morning.

Jiang Heyi couldn't help but wonder what they were doing at this time.

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The prison guard didn't like having morning tea with his parents. After moving out of the house, their monthly tea gatherings became a stage for them to torture themselves.

From future plans to romantic relationships, and even mental well-being, everything is subject to scrutiny.

Some things, if said too often, become tiresome for both the speaker and the listener.

The prison guard wouldn't argue with his parents; he believed he had no right to talk back because he grew up in a privileged environment provided by them. However, he was willing to engage in nonviolent non-cooperation.

However, in front of a successful father, the nonchalant attitude of someone who is completely unfazed by anything is far more likely to raise blood pressure than arguing.

Today was no different. The moment they met, the father's cold and gloomy face made the jailer guess how the conversation would unfold.

"A messy head of hair, flip-flops, wrinkled clothes, slovenly appearance—look at you, what's even remotely presentable about you?"

"A college student who is about to graduate has problems even taking care of himself."

“When I was your age, I worked from dawn till dusk to earn money, while you were still in bed when the sun was high in the sky.”

It's an old tradition to look at his eyes as something else entirely, and his nose as something else entirely.

At this time of year, the prison guard would silently bow his head and listen to the instructions, hoping to finish eating and drinking as soon as possible and make a quick getaway.

Today, the jailer stood with his hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face, looking completely nonchalant.

He casually sat down, picked up the laminated menu, and called the waiter to order.

"Two servings of shrimp dumplings, please."

"Rice noodle rolls... serve them the usual way."

"One spring roll."

"I don't need the tea, just a bottle of soy milk."

The jailer's actions successfully turned his father's face as black as charcoal.

"I'll pay with my own money, Dad, you won't have anything to say now, right?"

"Where did you get your own money?" Yuan Hengye, the prison guard's father, glared at him and said calmly, "You said you were looking for a job, but you've ended up staying at home. Do you really think I don't know?"

"When will you make any progress? I have very low expectations of you, I just hope you can support yourself. Is that so hard?"

"If you can't do that, go work on a construction site, do some mortar work, carry bricks, and get some exercise while you're at it!"

Yuan Hengye's family is wealthy and he doesn't need the jailer to feed him, but he would never support a useless person.

What's the difference between someone who hasn't been toughened up by society, who stays in their comfort zone and expects to be waited on hand and foot, and a giant baby?

"You always compare me to my older brother. I've never been as good as him since I was a kid. Anyway, he'll inherit everything in the family. What's wrong with me just lazing around and waiting to die?" The jailer scoffed.

If the prison guard is a typical example of someone who lacks ambition in the eyes of parents, then his good older brother Yuan Yuwen is the complete opposite.

She excels in academics, sports, and manners; everyone praises her from childhood to adulthood.

The prison guard never felt there was anything wrong with his parents' attitude of favoring his older brother, after all, his own grades... were indeed somewhat unsatisfactory.

Besides, his older brother always took good care of him.

This was somewhat stubborn, and seeing that his father was about to explode, he quickly raised his hands in surrender.

“It really is my own money, I just earned it, 20 yuan, just last night.”

"Did you earn that in your dreams?!"

Even the jailer's brother was giving him a wink and nudging his foot, signaling him to keep quiet.

When he saw the jailer nod, Yuan Hengye's eyes widened in anger.

"Don't be angry... Sigh, nobody believes the truth. I earned it in my dreams. You must have heard of the Proof of the Stars, right?" Jailer Bro quickly explained, afraid of upsetting his father. "Our guild qualified for the World Championship, and everyone will get 20."

“I know it’s a small amount of money for you…”

"Who says 20 is a small amount of money?"

Despite being rebuked by his father, the prison guard wasn't angry. He could clearly sense that his father's expression was softening, though there was still a hint of doubt.

Yuan Hengye is not an old-fashioned person and is willing to accept new things, but his understanding of "Proof of the Stars" is limited to what he has heard in passing while watching short videos every night before bed.

Fortunately, the prison guard's older brother, Yuan Yuwen, was very aware of this.

"The teams that advanced last night, I think it was Orange Sky and Reality Boundary, right? Acheng, which guild are you from?"

"The boundary between reality and illusion." The jailer's lips almost curled into a smile. "I'm about to represent the Chinese server in the World Championship."

The group, initially tense due to this incident, subconsciously questioned, "Is that so?" before turning to jubilation.

They might not understand games, but just hearing about representing their country in a competition is enough to excite them.

After listening to his eldest son's explanation, Yuan Huanye gradually understood what the jailer had done.

"So, even if you were playing a game, you died right from the start, and only managed to turn the tide because your guild leader held you back?"

The jailer choked, glancing at his older brother with a twitching mouth.

There's no need to go into such detail.

Can't he just gloat in front of his dad for a little while?

Yuan Huanye's face was tense, and he snorted coldly: "So you've met a benefactor and latched onto someone's coattails. That's nothing to be proud of."

Even so, the spiciness in Yuan Huanye's tone lessened considerably, and the shrimp dumplings that had just been served were brought to the jailer by the waiter.

"Wow, all seven members of our guild are indispensable."

"I think your only use is that without you, the guild wouldn't be able to gather 7 people."

"..."

What he said seemed to make some sense... Damn it, I can't refute it!

Yuan Yuwen pushed up his glasses and, seeing his younger brother's pleading gaze, quickly stepped in to help.

"Dad, you can't say that. I watched some clips on my way here. This competition is quite complicated... During the scoring phase, Cheng really put in a lot of effort."

"Moreover, many people in the game who know Cheng say that he is a social expert in the guild and has a lot of friends."

“I also follow the community myself. Acheng has accumulated some personal fans, which shows that he is very popular and has a unique personal charm.”

Yuan Huanye stared at his two good sons for a while, then softened his tone.

"Who are the people in the guild? What's the atmosphere like?"

The jailer hurriedly replied, "They're all very interesting people... There are teachers from top schools and top classes, and graduates from excellent universities. You can imagine the atmosphere... In short, it's like we've known each other for ages."

He initially wanted to say that everyone chats in the group every day and has a great relationship, but then he thought about it again...

Chatting all day = being idle and not doing anything productive.

If Dad thinks that way, it will be hard to correct him.

"A teacher from a top school..." Yuan Hengye raised an eyebrow, "You asked your Uncle Zhang to come out to help him deal with his troubles, right? He's the chairman?"

Yuan Huanye actually approved of this matter behind the scenes; he also wanted to see what kind of "friends" his son usually associated with.

If they are bad friends, there will be no other outcome than calling them in for a scolding.

Zhong Zemo happens to be a teacher at a prestigious school, with a high social standing and a humble and polite demeanor. Throughout the divorce proceedings, he was clearly portrayed as an honest and submissive person who had been bullied.

This reassured Yuan Huanye much about the prison guard's interpersonal relationships.

"Uh, the president is someone else."

"He took you out to play, and he was a key player in the competition. Didn't you show any appreciation?" Yuan Hengye's face darkened again.

"Dad, we don't need your old ways... they're too tacky."

“You don’t need it, but I will.” Yuan Huanye waved his hand. “I’ll prepare it. You go and deliver it. If I ever find out that the things haven’t arrived, don’t come for morning tea.”

Having said all that, the jailer could only shrug.

Knowing that someone in their family was going to represent the country in the war, the conversation over morning tea always revolved around the prison guard.

This was the first time the prison guard, who usually ate and left quickly, felt that morning tea needed to be savored slowly to truly appreciate its flavor.

"Dad, they might come to visit us during the National Day holiday."

Yuan Huanye frowned, displeased, and said, "You're only saying this now?"

"I just wanted to ask if you have anything..." The jailer rubbed his hands together.

Because they were afraid he would rot at home, his family imposed certain financial controls on him.

Although we still have some money left over for spending on in-game purchases and food and drinks, it's clearly not enough to accommodate everyone in the guild.

"I understand. Come over there and I'll prepare it for you."

The jailer felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

However, Yuan Huanye's next words made him break out in a cold sweat.

He held up his phone screen, facing the prison guard.

On the screen was the game name he had just revealed.

"Your name, this one, 'Jailer Appraisal Expert,' what does that mean?"

The relatives at the table looked at this young man who brought honor to the family with expressions of curiosity.

Among Yuan Yuwen and his group of young people, those who understood the implications lowered their heads, either drinking tea or stuffing their mouths with food to avoid making a sound, while their shoulders trembled incessantly.

The prison guard had never felt so suicidal before...

Sure enough, you have to eat and leave quickly when you have dim sum.

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I felt refreshed after waking up, and for the first time ever, I added an extra tea egg to my breakfast.

It's like a dream.

If someone had told her a month ago that her fate would be drastically changed because of a game, she would have suspected that person was a fraud.

Although she dominated the preliminary rounds, her two consecutive unexpected deaths during the main competition made her feel that her dreamlike fairy tale should come to an end.

Surprisingly, Cyber ​​Potato pulled them back from the brink of death, turning the tide of the game through the "sacrifice strategy" that was widely discussed in the community.

The sudden and inexplicable death, followed by the unexpected victory, made Orange Tea feel as if it were a dream... too unreal.

Just like in a game, she had amazing luck.

Unlike the prison guard, Orange Tea didn't come from a wealthy family; poverty was her defining characteristic, which led to her being ostracized by her roommates.

Discrimination in the dormitory can sometimes be inexplicable. Just because she didn't go out to eat at the same time as others and insisted on waiting until the cafeteria was almost empty before leaving, she was met with hostility.

When others learned about her family background, their hostility turned into mockery and subtle ridicule.

If these inexplicable encounters are the price we all have to pay when we cross the line between reality and illusion... Orange Tea thinks it's worth it.

In just one month, she gained the friendship of six people, received their care, and was guided by them in the game, ultimately achieving unimaginable success.

If it's a dream, it's best to never wake up!

After finishing breakfast, Orange Tea dialed her parents' number.

The moment the good news was announced, a sobbing sound of joy could be heard from the other end of the phone.