T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"what happened to you?"

Seeing Jiang Heyi's furrowed brow and sweat pouring from his forehead, the nearby adventurers quickly gathered around, looking anxious.

In his pain, Jiang Heyi felt that the appearances of these people were shrouded in mist and could not be seen clearly.

The dazed feeling was fleeting; once I came to my senses, everything was as before.

"No, it's just that it's not fully healed yet," he replied, panting.

"Is it really okay?"

"No, really not..."

Jiang Heyi suddenly stopped, looked around, and hesitated to speak.

What is my name?

"A name?" The adventurers burst into laughter. "What are you talking about? You are you."

"I'm asking you, what is my full name?"

"How come you don't even know your own name?"

Jiang Heyi pressed him harder, his eyes cold: "I'm asking you now, tell me, what is my name!"

The "person" before me had distinct features, but his face was shrouded in black mist.

Endless tentacles burst forth from it, as if trying to embrace it.

Jiang Heyi suddenly felt an immense surge of power. He picked up a stool beside him and smashed it over someone's head, startling the other black mist into hiding.

Mint screamed and ran out of the house, grabbing Jiang Heyi's waist and using magic to restrain his movements.

As the strange visions before Jiang Heyi faded, an adventurer clutching his bleeding head stared intently at him, his fear mixed with a hint of anger.

Only when Mint appeared did the hostility in the other person's eyes disappear.

Jiang Heyi slumped to the ground, watching Bohe apologize to everyone.

Helped back into the house, Jiang Heyi lowered her head guiltily, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Mint...I..."

"I know, I understand." Mint gently hugged Jiang Heyi, smoothing her hair and examining the unsightly scar. "Take it slow, there's a long road to recovery."

"With me here, we don't need to research potions, and the money will be enough."

A sense of guilt welled up in Jiang Heyi's heart.

"You are not my mother!"

A loud shout, seemingly coming from nowhere, pierced Jiang Heyi's ears.

He jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"What's wrong?" Mint hugged him anxiously, as if afraid he would do something outrageous again.

"Don't try to fool me, no one can replace her!"

As the voice drew nearer, it sounded so familiar… as if I had heard it in some distant and chaotic dream.

A sliver of clarity entered Jiang Heyi's chaotic mind, and the panicked heart, intertwined with guilt and remorse, suddenly calmed down.

He placed his hand on Mint's shoulder and gazed intently at her.

"Mint, can you tell me my name?"

Mint stared wide-eyed in bewilderment: "What are you talking about... How could you forget your own name again!"

Just like when she had just woken up, Mint was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

"Why can't I remember again? Why is that?"

A strong sense of guilt surged up again, compelling Jiang Heyi to want to apologize.

"I have my own mother, I want to go home!"

The voice from beyond the heavens was so resolute that it gave Jiang Heyi the courage and determination to dispel his confusion.

"Mint, I want my name!"

No matter how much Mint cried, Jiang Heyi would only repeat this one sentence.

Suddenly, Mint's face was shrouded in a dark mist.

The moment the tentacles on her face lunged at Jiang Heyi, a strong sense of weightlessness washed over him.

……

……

The four primal beings lightly swung their swords, and the dazzling light shattered the sky, causing space to distort.

Everything in front of him crumbled, and even his mother, who looked like "Mint," collapsed to the ground in tears.

There was not a trace of confusion or hesitation in his heart.

A strong feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and the Tetramorph gasped for breath, sitting up abruptly.

Looking out the window at the barely bright sky, he hurriedly pushed open the door and entered the bedroom next door.

Looking at his mother, who was still fast asleep, he leaned weakly against the door frame, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He reached out and touched the headband that had stopped working, and suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

Gently remove it and put it back in the box, the sweating profusely Quasi-Primordial finally sat down in front of the computer.

Opening the chat group, the familiar IDs of the seven people on the boundary between virtual and real worlds came into view, and the feeling of loneliness as if abandoned by the world immediately disappeared.

"What did you all dream about?"

Jiang Heyi also stayed glued to her computer.

Seeing the four primal entities speak, he immediately followed up: "You also dreamed of strange things?"

"Everyone?" Zhong Zemo found it unbelievable. "Me too."

All seven people spoke, confirming their respective chaotic dream scenarios.

Zhong Zemo, the prison guard, and Jiang Heyi all dreamed that Bohe became their wife.

Plain fries, orange tea, and a warm bed are all part of a dream where you're at the Star Speakers Academy, fighting alongside Mint against that powerful noble genius.

In the dream of the Quadruple Primal, Mint becomes his mother, and the two, impoverished, depend on each other for survival, struggling against life's hardships.

Original Fries asked with lingering fear, "What happened... We were supposed to be challenging the 8th floor of the Clearcaster's Underground Temple last night?"

"Level 8? Don't scare me!" The jailer trembled as he looked at the number. "Shouldn't it be Level 6, the large mining area?"

"No, I remember it should be the 8th floor." Zhong Zemo covered his head and thought for a moment.

There are differences.

Apart from the original flavor fries, Zhong Zemo, and the prison guard, no one else had any memories of setting off.

"All I remember are the scenes from when I was in the guild."

Amidst the chattering discussion, Plain Fries typed out his own deduction.

"It's the 8th floor, there's no mistake..." Original Fries pieced together a corner of the fragmented information from the dream, "What did we encounter there?"

For some reason, Jiang Heyi had great faith in the original flavor fries' judgment.

He followed his train of thought and looked at the gaming device he had just taken off with a start.

"An illusion? The monsters on the 8th floor can manipulate illusions?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

In a game played out in a dream, a monster appears that manipulates illusions. In what form will its abilities manifest?

The answer is self-evident.

Unlike conventional games that present illusions, Proof of the Stars offers an extraordinary experience through dream-like intervention.

This is a unique interaction that no other game can achieve.

Can't recall what the monster on the 8th floor looked like? Was it because I never saw it, or did it exist through the illusion and conceal itself?

This unprecedented gaming experience left the boundary between the virtual and real worlds both exhilarating and somewhat chilling as the player came to their senses.

Just how deeply can the witnesses of the stars penetrate their thoughts?

"Wait, it seems we've finally escaped?"

"Isn't it because the game time is up?" the jailer asked curiously.

“No… I think I heard the voice of the Quadruple Primarch,” said Original Fries.

Chapter 104 Their Feet Are So Beautiful

The Tetra-Primordial said in the group that it did not remember what it experienced in the dream, but only felt an uncomfortable sense of unease and acted instinctively.

Jiang Heyi could still recall the cries of the four original entities before the dream shattered—they were related to her mother.

Considering that everyone's dream remnants are different after waking up, it is understandable that they cannot obtain more information.

"This is how we get rid of the monster, right?" the jailer asked. "A monster controlled by illusions and dreams must be severely unbalanced in mental magic and physically weak. Maybe we can just go for it now."

He's always so optimistic.

The boundary between the real and the virtual is currently so vast that even this monster has no memory of it.

Jiang Heyi emphasized: "If he can throw us into an illusion once, he can do it a second time."

"Dragging everyone into the illusion is already a very strong and powerful mechanic. If it can trigger mechanics in a continuous stream, it's a bit shameless. Does anyone really design such a terrible monster with no interactive experience, just a monster showing off its skills?" the jailer questioned.

Since they started conquering the Proof of the Stars, they have indeed never encountered any monsters that allow for a completely interactive experience, where you fight your own monsters and I fight my own.

But who can say that this guy, whom we've never met, might not be the guardian of the eighth floor?

The Underground Temple of the Clarity is clearly a special dungeon designed for challenging high-difficulty teams, and it's highly likely to become increasingly difficult as the game progresses.

"One detail: when the four Primarchs broke through the illusion, the game was almost over. Did you guys notice that...?"

I only typed half of the plain fries.

The entire group stopped, waiting for her to finish her breathless rambling.

"The beep signal for the game to end only appeared once, and the sound was masked."

The completion of the speech allowed everyone to breathe freely again.

After being reminded, everyone thought carefully and found that it was indeed the case.

To help players plan ahead as the game progresses, the game will remind players when there are 30 minutes left in the game. Players can temporarily turn off the notification sound by touching the "Confirm" button in the panel menu.

The boundary between reality and illusion within a dream world cannot be actively turned off with the notification sound.

When the illusion was broken by the four primal beings, a notification sound came, indicating that the reminder function was enabled.

"What does this mean?" Orange Tea asked, puzzled.

Jiang Heyi explained: "This means that when the monster that drags us into the illusion triggers the mechanism, even the game will assist it in deceiving us."

"To put it more simply... perhaps if we enter the game tonight, we will immediately fall into last night's long dream and unknowingly relive everything."

The person in bed was shocked: "Can this even be considered a game? Forced entry into a dungeon, an infinite loop?"

The jailer was also shocked by Jiang Heyi's conclusion: "No way, there are unlucky guys who just can't crack it, and the game just gets stuck?"

Regarding this, there is an inference made by the original flavor fries.

A few minutes later, she sent a screenshot of her private chat with the Chinese server's agent to the group.

The screenshot indeed indicated that players whose progress was stuck due to a "special mechanism" could get a solution by submitting a report after logging off.

After carefully checking the game's official app, I found the relevant service, which promised that the issue would be resolved before the start of the next game after the report was submitted.

Before venturing back into the illusion, we must find a strategy.

After much thought, Jiang Heyi decided to start with the solution he still clearly remembered.

sense of violation.

In the dream fragments that Jiang Heyi could still recall, he was never called by name by the people in the illusion, and pronouns were used frequently.