T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Let's release a portion of it now to satisfy the growing curiosity of this group and prevent them from making wild guesses.

The self-disclosure content includes age and current occupation, but that's not enough.

Upon noticing that Jiang Heyi was looking at him, Zhong Zemo stopped picking up the goose meat with his chopsticks.

"What, you want some?"

"No, I want to borrow something from you."

Zhong Zemo felt a chill run down his spine from those words and that tone…

With permission granted, Jiang Heyi immediately edited the status update.

They responded dynamically to the messy rumors surrounding them.

After questioning the source of the earliest article from the dubious media outlet, Jiang Heyi revealed some of the information about everyone.

Both gaming communities and Bilibili's comment section were buzzing with excitement.

"What? The oldest one is actually the Tetraprimal? He's almost 30. I always thought he was very young."

"Speaking of which, what exactly does the name 'Four Primal Bodies' mean? Can someone explain it to me?"

"The phrase 'office slave working overtime like crazy' is followed by 'professional' in parentheses, and it's emphasized that this is what the person requested. You can feel the obsession even through the screen."

Jiang Heyi, prison guard, 22 years old.

Orange tea, a warm bed, and plain fries are all 18 years old.

Zhong Zemo is 25 years old.

The average age of the team from the virtual and real worlds is 21, making them the youngest team from the Chinese server to participate in the World Championship.

The combination of three college students, including two recent graduates, is incredibly valuable.

"That's so young..."

"Sigh, other people's youth, my youth."

"Why wasn't my 18th year like this?"

It's amazing just to look at it.

In her post, the original-flavor fries brand emphasized that she is not from a single-parent family and hoped that people would stop spreading rumors.

Of course, the most eye-catching part of this post is Zhong Zemo.

Jiang Heyi wrote this sentence after obtaining the person's consent.

"If you really want to find an unlucky guy in the guild, it would be our [All Mankind Takes Flight]. He got divorced because his family wouldn't let him play Stars of Proof, and he's only just gotten out of that situation."

Simply debunking rumors won't attract attention; without generating buzz or sensationalism, it's easy to be forgotten.

As expected, discussions surrounding Zhong Zemo quickly began.

While condemning these shady media outlets, people can't help but feel confused.

What kind of move is it to prevent players from playing Proof of the Stars?

Why not just put on a headband or watch before going to sleep? It won't take up your waking time.

Everyone racked their brains trying to understand why a game that started after they went to sleep could lead to a divorce.

Just as she was about to enter the game, Nong Ya sent Jiang Heyi a private message.

"Is it true? I heard that Shield Bro got divorced?"

“I’ve already posted it on my social media, do you think it’s true or not?” Jiang Heyi laughed. “If you’re so kind, please help me dispel the rumors. Don’t make our guild sound so pitiful. We don’t want to play the victim or create a persona.”

"Are you really divorced?"

She first sent a fluent French message, then suddenly remembered that Jiang Heyi didn't speak the language, so she quickly turned the typewriter around.

Why are you so excited?

"You really got divorced? Just a few days ago."

“How pitiful,” Nong Ya said.

Poor?

Zhong Zemo is finally free. He just happened to be there during the holiday gathering at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, which was a celebration banquet for him. From any perspective, it's a good thing. So why does Nong Ya sound so miserable?

I don't understand.

Upon entering the game, Jiang Heyi did not immediately give orders for the next instance.

He suddenly remembered something very embarrassing.

"Mint, how much of our ingredients do we have left?"

People should have asked about the Garlic Sprouts dolls, but they've gotten more used to asking Mint.

She had already become the leader of the dolls in the guild.

Mint opened a guild chest, peeked inside, and said, "Besides the alchemy materials you allowed me to reserve, there's basically nothing left."

This is really embarrassing.

The generous act of emptying one's coffers wiped out all the wealth that had been accumulating overnight at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

Aside from the free teleportation gems given away during guild wars and system maintenance, they can now only be charged a maximum of two times.

Forging equipment, refining potions, and repairing equipment all became problems.

Yesterday's strategy for level 9: the dolls' damage to equipment is devastating; 4 red-grade weapons and 7 pieces of purple-grade armor require meticulous repair.

Precision repair is different from portable repair. Guild battles provide plenty of repair kits, so repairs are free.

Precision repair requires players to invest real materials, which is both expensive and time-consuming.

Players are aware of this, so they switch out of their equipment as soon as its durability wears down to near breakage.

But the rabbit doll's armor breaks with a single punch, and its weapons twist into pretzels with a twist of its hands. How can you defend against that?

Zhong Zemo clapped: "Let's go back to the first day of the server launch and experience the Proof of the Stars from scratch."

That's a really high EQ statement...

"Do we have anything we can exchange for money?"

Mint shook her head: "Anti-magic dust, anti-magic stone tablet, half of a siren, it's strange, I can't move them out of the guild at all, it feels like this mysterious space is binding them."

These items are special items obtained at the boundary between the real and virtual worlds, on the surface and the second layer. They are directly bound to the player and cannot be traded. Mint is an NPC, so of course she cannot take them out of the guild.

Only the members of the team at the time who were on the boundary between the virtual and real worlds could put it in their backpacks.

Wait……

Mint actually tried to take these things out of the guild!

Realizing this, everyone stared intently at her.

"What, what are you doing?" Mint felt guilty at first, but then suddenly realized what she had to be guilty about.

With her hands on her hips, she said confidently, "When my family had some savings before, I wanted to take these things to a suitable person to help forge them so they could be put to use by you."

"You're never home all day, and all the good stuff is just sitting in the warehouse unused. Am I wrong to help you out?"

"What kind of look is that? Are you blaming me?"

Sigh, the children are wrong. They're way past the stage of doubting their mother, it was just a subconscious reaction.

For a moment, everyone avoided Mint's mother's sharp gaze, not daring to meet her eyes, like children who had done something wrong.

"Can't Garcia forge things?"

“If your goal is to create magic-suppressing or magic-blocking weapons, I am indeed a little worried about his level,” Mint admitted. “Garcia is a fifth-tier mage, and his foundation does not support the exquisite fusion of magic suppression with magical materials. At least a seventh-tier mage would be more appropriate.”

"He's even less capable of forging anti-magic weapons; across the entire Ana Continent, this is one of the most difficult weapons to forge."

"The best way to forge the half-body of a siren is to have a siren craftsman help you. Only someone skilled in using the power of words can preserve the full power of the [Demon Scales] containing the power of words to the greatest extent. Whether it is making props or weapons, it must be done by a siren."

There are so many intricacies involved; without Mint's explanation, they would probably be completely lost trying to figure it out on their own.

It's really not easy to figure out the tricks of a game without any instructions.

The woman in bed wondered, "If we take half of the siren's body to the siren, won't the siren be angry?"

"Angry? Oh, not really."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this.

"They will most likely kill you, bury you along with the half-body of the siren from which the [Demon Scale] was removed, and then wonder why you dared to come here to die."

"..."

The sea monsters active in the waters surrounding the continent of Anna are not warlike. They live a peaceful life in the sea, and occasionally, when natural disasters strike, they will provide some dried fish to the coastal cities so that they can help the victims.

The relationship between terrestrial species and sea creatures is relatively harmonious. If terrestrial merchant ships regularly drop some dried fish along the sea route, they might even receive escort from sea monsters in the near sea. Although it doesn't mean much, it looks fun, so many sailors regard it as a blessing ritual, which has been passed down.

Like dragons, sirens have difficulty passing on their bloodline due to their innate powerful talents.

The dragon race has dwindled to a few individuals, and pure-blooded dragons are practically extinct.

Sirens are better than dragons, but not by much. Therefore, since a thousand years ago, the siren race has placed great importance on offspring and inheritance.

This gave rise to two different lineages: pure-blooded sirens and half-blooded sirens.

The pure-blooded sirens, imitating the dragons, believed that the purest sirens bloodline must be preserved, and that it was best for sirens to mate with each other to produce offspring.

Their advantage is that, compared to the pure-blooded dragons' almost obsessive attachment to pure-bloodedness, they at least do not reject or attack other races who genuinely love half-blooded sirens.

Over the past millennium, the continent of Anna has experienced two major magical surges, resulting in a significant increase in magical abundance, a flourishing development of magical power, and the development of various magical energy crafts.

Everything was going well, but the siren was facing a huge reproductive crisis.

While reviewing the archives at the Star Speakers Academy, Mint discovered that the Siren tribe of the coastal region had shrunk significantly in the last 100 years.

All the major sea creatures are amassed large armies, while the sea monsters are beginning to decline.

The overall combat strength of the Sirens also showed a polarized trend.

The siren half in Jiang Heyi's hand was undoubtedly a pure-blooded sea creature, and its rank was very high. If placed in the waters around Anna, it would be at least at the level of a high priest.

Forget about creating one; just showing up would be a miracle if the sirens didn't rush ashore to hunt us down.

The Primordial One asked curiously, "High Priest, what rank of siren is that?"

“It should be at least Rank 6,” Mint replied.

The Frog-Headed Stitches are creations of Eternal Night, which means that the power wielded by the Clarity People and the Church of Eternal Night is far greater than that of the magicians of the Ana Continent.

What weapons can be forged from [Demon Scales]?

“An eighth-level instructor at the Star Speaker Academy possesses a staff with a magic scale at its core, which can accelerate the casting speed of chanting spells to near the level of Word of Power, while also amplifying water elemental spells and increasing the speed of magic absorption and recovery.”

Holy crap, isn't this the stats and features of a top-tier weapon?

After this question, everyone on the boundary between reality and illusion almost forgot that they were originally agonizing over the cost of precision repairs.

The good items given to us by the Clarity Pirates in the early stages have been gathering dust for too long. Now that everyone's level is close to the maximum, it's time to think of a way to convert them into combat power.

"Are there any siren craftsmen who can forge half of a siren's body?" Jiang Heyi couldn't help but ask.

The mint-loving man fainted.

"You didn't understand what I said at all. If this half-body of a siren appeared, even an eighth-level siren would go crazy."

Jiang Heyi dared to make his demands because he had the confidence to do so.

An incarnation of a glutton.

Although Jiang Heyi found it strange that the Gluttonous Avatar could have a natural suppressive effect on the sea creatures, especially the Siren race, since that was the game's background setting, it should be taken advantage of.

After much persuasion, Mint shrugged and said, "Alright, alright, give me some material, and I'll go to the coastal city-state and have a messenger who deals with sirens help me get some information indirectly."

Uh……

The boundary between reality and illusion is staring at each other.

We've come full circle back to the original problem: you can't do without money.

They used up their last reserves, and the disappointing child even took some of the materials that Peppermint's mother used to make medicine, barely managing to repair the four weapons.

Being glared at by Mint is really unpleasant; it's like a child who's gambled away all their money and now wants to take their mother's retirement savings...

Zhong Zemo could only switch to lower-grade armor and make do for the time being.