T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 93, Section 92: Help Me Die

Gaia's consciousness has a total of 9 blessed pieces of equipment among its 6 members, plus the 7 pieces that Jiang Heyi has already accumulated, which is enough to allow two individuals to be fully blessed upon landing.

Happiness brings its own set of troubles.

There's not enough space in my backpack.

Normally, the loot could be shared among several people to fill up the backpack space, but Jiang Heyi was going for a sacrifice build. The backpack space had been reduced for guild wars, and with six pieces of equipment that couldn't fit inside, Jiang Heyi could only temporarily wrap them around his body and carry the burden forward.

Jiang Heyi found a special item in the backpack of the incomplete evolver.

[Tracing Wolf Fang]

The Tracking Giant Wolf, one of the special guides.

One of the few that, after refreshing, doesn't stay in one place but runs all over the place.

According to data from both the Chinese and international servers, it appears 6 hours before the start of the match and is sold exclusively by the player.

Appearing 6 hours later, every guide along its path will be affected, selling tracking items bearing the word "Tracer".

Each item it provides has a tracking and enemy-finding function, acting as a speed-up button for the game.

The holder of the [Tracking Wolf Fang] skill can scan the area every 30 minutes by consuming a small amount of points, revealing signs of player activity at the scanned location and indicating the last place they left.

"It's been such a big help."

Jiang Heyi played with the Seeking Wolf Fang, overjoyed. The Sacrifice build required constantly finding people to drain blood from. He had been running around and making noise to lure people in, barely managing to drain a few guilds' points.

The aimless wandering is now over.

Gaia Consciousness is such a kind soul! In reality, it gives away fans, and in the game, it gives away points and key items.

After carrying a lot of supplies for a while, Jiang Heyi, who was struggling to breathe under the weight, was about to give up, but suddenly, his eyes widened.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, a plague doctor wearing a top hat and a black tuxedo gazed in the direction he was looking.

No, are you coming?

The discussion about the fake guides deceiving people originated in the European and American servers. The initial trick was to steal clothes from various NPC settlements in the game to complete the disguise.

The trick was passed on to Japan, and the players there took the game to a whole new level.

Since the Plague Doctor and several other guides wore masks and their true faces were not visible, they immediately used the plants and fruits in the game area to make dyes after entering the competition, and then picked up some props from the NPC settlements. After some DIY, they managed to create the Plague Doctor's bird beak mask and suit.

They were very skilled at the job and completed the entire process in less than 20 minutes. The only difficulty was finding a settlement.

And if successful...

Anyway, the top player on the Japanese server used this skill to crush a blind player who played a lot of StarCraft and successfully secured a ticket to the World Championship.

This has led to Japanese players accusing them of winning through tricks and predicting they will be eliminated in the first round of the World Championship. They are vehemently condemning their unfair victory.

When everyone is using the same tactics, or even no tactics at all, those who can come up with new tactics will naturally have an advantage.

They changed their outfits three times during the main competition, which caused some of them to become nervous and attack the guide, only to be killed by the guide in return.

Jiang Heyi's pre-match information gathering was no joke, so Gaia's consciousness only showed a slight abnormality before he instantly defeated it.

He approached the plague doctor discreetly, staring intently at him, carefully searching for any suspicious points.

He only lowered his guard when he saw the plague doctor remove his hat and bow.

Jiang Heyi breathed a sigh of relief when the Plague Doctor lit up the guiding light screen.

"I want to upgrade my backpack."

After spending 2000 points, my backpack was expanded, and I finally had room to store the overweight items.

As Jiang Heyi observed the services offered by the plague doctor, a sudden idea struck him.

"Do you know that there's a swordsman in a forest in this direction who can use magic-suppressing and spatial magic?"

The Plague Doctor replied with a smile, "Yes, I know."

"You said you could concoct any potion we need, so..." Jiang Heyi asked slyly, "Do you have a potion to kill him?"

"Have."

Jiang Heyi's eyes lit up.

“But… just because I can concoct it doesn’t mean you can afford it,” the Plague Doctor said. “This is a super-tier potion. You not only need to meet the points requirement, but you also need to fulfill one of my requests.”

"The price, I want to hear the price first," Jiang Heyi persisted.

The current price is 384500.

"Are you sure it works? He possesses the power to suppress magic, and potions rely on magic to take effect, don't they?"

"Anti-magic is also a form of energy, not an inexhaustible resource." The Plague Doctor said calmly and confidently, "I think she will die, and she will definitely die."

It's too difficult to gain another 18 points in a short period of time, and it's unknown how much the price will rise when you return.

Jiang Heyi changed his approach: "I don't want to kill him, I want to weaken him. How much of this kind of potion do I need?"

"It also depends on your needs." "Weaken his defense. I want his armor to be as thin as paper before my blade, and his flesh to be unable to withstand a deadly blade."

"90170 points. This is a high-grade potion. You still need to meet one random condition..."

A crystal bottle appeared out of thin air in the plague doctor's hand, and the bright red potion inside sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Drink it, and don't spit it out within one minute."

Surprisingly, when Jiang Heyi was carrying out this mission, the spectators heard the two sides talking.

This is clearly an explanation prepared by the official team for the confused players.

Jiang Heyi took a deep breath and reached out to take it, but the plague doctor reminded her.

"Once you touch this potion, it will be considered that you have purchased a high-level potion, and points will be deducted. If the conditions are not met, the points will not be refunded."

"Please, think it over carefully."

Without hesitation, Jiang Heyi accepted the potion, and 90170 points were deducted from his account.

The players watching the projection screen held their breath as Jiang Heyi pinched his nose, gulped down the potion, and nervously swallowed.

The moment it entered his mouth, Jiang Heyi understood why he wasn't allowed to spit it out.

What a disgusting taste.

Rotten, moldy food was fighting on his tongue.

It was as if I were standing next to a garbage dump in a slaughterhouse on a hot summer day, the stench of blood mixed with rotting meat filling the air and piercing my very soul.

The medicine flowed through his mouth for only two or three seconds, but to him it felt like centuries. Countless images flashed through his mind, and for a moment, Jiang Heyi hallucinated back to when he was just born...

Is this really a magic potion?
Although the medicine had entered his throat, the lingering taste still danced violently on his taste buds, and the nauseating smell continued to torment Jiang Heyi's reason.

The potion that went down his throat didn't stop either; the burning sensation was comparable to biting into a Death Chili Pepper, as if a fiery path flowed down, scalding Jiang Heyi so much that he subconsciously covered his chest.

Under the watchful eyes of all the players, he placed his hand on the Plague Doctor's shoulder and gripped it tightly—without support, he could fall at any moment.

The Plague Doctor seemed oblivious to the pressure on Jiang Heyi's hand, and still reminded him with a smile, "You can leave at any time. I have a potion here that can restore you to your original state immediately."

He shook the bottle of clear blue liquid: "The way out of this sea of ​​suffering is right here... Come on, spit it out, spit it out."

The devilish whispers echoed, and Jiang Heyi just stared at him with bloodshot eyes, while increasing the pressure on his hands.

How could I possibly admit defeat!

Carrying the hopes of six people, they conceded defeat here, their 90,000 points vanished, and total defeat loomed before their eyes.

The intense nausea challenged Jiang Heyi's physical limits; his stomach churned, and a stream of acidic fluid mixed with the burning medicinal liquid rushed up his throat.

Degrees and seconds are like years.

With only 20 seconds left on the countdown that appeared next to the Plague Doctor, he cunningly stepped back, causing Jiang Heyi to lose his balance and fall forward.

Instead of reaching out to support himself, he collapsed, using the pain to numb his senses and gain a brief moment of clarity in his mind. At the same time, he held fast to his thoughts and tried to imagine what would happen after winning the game.

The plague doctor squatted down, looked at Jiang Heyi, whose face was flushed and who was on the verge of collapse, and poured the medicine into his mouth.

In a short while, the previous discomfort vanished, and Jiang Heyi felt as if he were floating on air, feeling light and carefree all over.

The stench flowing through his mouth was no longer unbearable, but rather a sweet and refreshing aroma. The honey-like taste brought him an extraordinary sense of pleasure, making him close his eyes in ecstasy.

“You’re unlucky to have chosen this challenge; very few people can last even a minute,” the Plague Doctor said. “It can break down a person’s willpower.”

"This is also... a potion?"

"It's a potion. Don't have a narrow definition of a potion. Taking either one alone is nauseating, but if you take them together... you should feel the sweetness it brings."

A crystal bottle, about the thickness of two fingers, floated in front of Jiang Heyi, containing a light purple, viscous, mud-like liquid.

“Here is the potion you requested,” the Plague Doctor said. “I need to remind you that you must choose the right time to make it work on the anti-magic swordsman.”

"It seems like it won't work just by being thrown up. Can't you give us more hints?"

"It might work against ordinary individuals, but not against those who suppress magic." The Plague Doctor avoided answering. "Although it's inappropriate for a Guide to say these things, challenging them isn't a wise choice."

“I am confident in my skills,” Jiang Heyi replied immediately, “and I also have confidence in my teammates.”

With preparations complete, Jiang Heyi spent 3100 points to revive Zhong Zemo.

Zhong Zemo was completely dizzy. He was watching the battle from the sky when he was suddenly pulled down.

"Why resurrect me?" He was dumbfounded. "French fries, jailers, the four Primarchs would have been better choices, wouldn't they?"

Jiang Heyi explained as he distributed the blessed equipment from his backpack to him, asking the Plague Doctor to help convert it into a usable type.

"Squid, the reason I resurrected you this time is to ask you to do something for me, something only you can do."

Jiang Heyi said, "Help me die again."

Zhong Zemo: "?"

(End of this chapter)