T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Can you confirm this?

“My eyesight is excellent.” The man pointed to the trade route at the foot of the mountain. “At this distance, I can accurately spot even a mouse that slips by. This is an essential skill for a hunter.”

While the others were still confused, Jiang Heyi and French Fries had already sensed a possibility.

He remained calm and asked the man if he believed in demons and the mysterious snow.

The man scratched his head: "My parents' generation was more credulous, but as for us nowadays... to be honest, I've been hunting for almost 20 years and I've never seen the scenes they described even once."

“If it’s truly a matter of belief and non-belief, then I’d still rather believe in the Mother Goddess of the Poem of Resurrection…and their followers even send us food.” The man smiled. “If you believe, you will have it.”

The Resurrected Mother Goddess is a powerful deity with considerable influence amidst the complex religious beliefs of the Anna Empire.

The way the believers spread their faith in Saion is exceptionally simple: they simply deliver grain, rice, and oil.

Through centuries of subtle proselytizing, the Saion have gradually shifted from a local belief system to a revived Mother Goddess system. Only a few stubborn old Saion people insist that their descendants continue to worship the Snow Mountain Spirit, the Ghost Snow, and the Demon.

Clearly, compared to the mountain spirits that never manifest themselves or deliver food or oil, the miracles sown by the agents of the resurrected Mother Goddess on earth are purer and more direct.

Once the hunter left, Mint realized what had happened.

"Yes, that's a good idea."

"No, what do you all understand? I don't understand anything!" The jailer scratched his head. "Hurry up and tell me."

"Sight reports indicate that they vanished into thin air near an ambiguous area on the Imperial border, and the investigation is also focused on this area..."

Jiang Heyi paused for a moment: "Is it possible that the caravan didn't disappear here at all?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

“They were already taken care of elsewhere!” Blanket clapped his hands. “Yes, as long as they create the illusion that a caravan has arrived here, they will have plenty of time to move the goods and clean up the scene.”

As everyone pieced together the information, Mint suddenly felt a little nervous.

Her intuition told her that something was wrong.

They intercepted caravans of nobles like Narum and organized caravans of similar size to disguise themselves.

The rumors about the mysterious snow and evil spirits were most likely orchestrated by them to create chaos and distract attention.

These methods are not something ordinary people can organize.

This was not a simple accident at all; every clue pointed to a conspiracy.

Intrigue and power struggles among nobles?

Or something else?

Whatever it may be, she cannot allow the boundary between reality and illusion to get involved.

This is not the Temple of the Clarity, where one can think of disengaging and escaping unscathed when faced with danger.

Once you're hooked, there will be no peace!

She didn't want the stardust anymore; compared to the children's safety, it was nothing.

She was about to speak to Jiang Heyi when a loud bang shattered the silence.

Like a thunderclap, a muffled sound came from afar, and the snow beneath their feet trembled incessantly at the boundary between reality and illusion.

"avalanche!"

I watched in horror as the snow slid down the ridge in slabs, pushing and engulfing the surrounding snow as it cascaded down like a tsunami.

They'd seen plenty of monsters, but this was the first time they'd ever experienced a natural disaster.

It's unrealistic to outrun an avalanche; everyone prepares for the impact.

Anyway, it's time to go offline, and the death penalty is torturous because you're suddenly interrupted from continuous gameplay.

"Mint, teleport away!"

"What do you do?"

"We have a way!"

As he spoke, Jiang Heyi took out the Mint Starry Sky Jade and pressed her hand down to force her to disengage from combat.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Mint left.

“You are being watched.”

Orange Tea raised her hand to summon the spirit, and as the ritual was about to take shape, a voice entered her mind.

“You are being watched.”

The ethereal voice rang out once more.

After choosing a Spirit Summoner, [Unknown Revelation] will be able to hear more types of sounds, and the Spirit Summoner may also hear special sounds.

"Orange Tea, come here!"

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Zhong Zemo pulled her into the barrier that everyone had built with magic.

Just as the avalanche was about to strike, she warned, "The avalanche was caused by humans!"

With a deafening roar, a white tsunami engulfed the seven tiny people.

The overwhelmingly realistic experience of the disaster made Orange Tea shout as soon as she woke up, "Someone triggered the avalanche! Someone is plotting against us!"

Even the fries and the blankets still evoke lingering fear.

The overwhelming power of the heavens poured down, and the ever-expanding whiteness in our field of vision was suffocating.

Even a powerful mage like her, who used all her abilities, perished on the spot.

Thankfully it's just a game...

The plain fries paused for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief.

"That group is still active near the Screamer Snow Mountain, which means..."

Jiang Heyi was deep in thought in his room.

"Has so much time passed and they still haven't cleaned up the scene?"

Chapter 137 We players are the most evil!

The avalanche caused the blankets and orange tea to die instantly.

The Tea Goddess's good fortune did not extend to her this time.

Zhong Zemo sighed: "I told you to get closer to me. If you stand too far back, I won't be able to take care of you."

"Wow, Squid, you're surrounded by people, all sticking to you! Orange Tea and I can't squeeze in!" the blanket complained. "How was I supposed to know the barrier wouldn't hold up against the avalanche and would just shatter..."

While enjoying morning tea, everyone was discussing the plot.

Based on the timeline of the Daxueshan incident, almost half a month has passed since the whole incident, which is ample time for the mastermind behind the scenes to clean up the scene.

There's no reason to keep people around and get rid of those who might discover problems; it seems like an unnecessary step.

The jailer took a bite of a rib and then gnawed on a chicken foot: "If you ask me, we're still too immersed in the game. We should do some of the things that players should do."

"What should players do?" Orange Tea blinked.

"Look, the Star Sand is in that mansion. Is there an option to storm in, kill everyone, and take all the items for yourself?"

The jailer was beaming with excitement, eager to try: "Doing this completely breaks away from the official storyline. We can also see what kind of story unfolds when the stars deal with free players like us."

“Mint would absolutely support you doing this.” Jiang Heyi shrugged, recalling Mint’s mutterings about blowing up Narum’s mansion.

"Right, right? Even Mama Mint wants us to do this. Narum Manor standard job, get started!"

I always felt that if the jailer was a lone wolf, he could wreak havoc on his own world and become a nightmare for the NPCs.

Jiang Heyi seemed to be deep in thought.

Plain Fries glanced at it and said in surprise, "You're actually seriously considering the feasibility?"

“That’s certainly a possibility,” Jiang Heyi reminded him. “This is a story world bubble, and it doesn’t overlap much with the main world bubble. Making different choices will only cause the Great Snow Mountain quest to not proceed as planned.”

“We can go through the story first, and try it out near the end.”

Orange Tea looked left and right, and seeing that the group of experienced gamers all thought it was feasible, she timidly asked.

"Is this what players are supposed to do?"

“Yeah, do you think gamers are all innocent people?” Jiang Heyi said.

They broke into a poor family's home and robbed them, taking their last silver coin.

Point a gun at the convenience store clerk's head and force him to hand over all the money in the cash register; if he was slow, he would be shot dead.

Turn cute alien creatures into canned goods.

They imprisoned an entire planet's life forms to generate electricity, and when they got bored, they simply destroyed the planet.

Connecting the septic tank water to the water circulation system is simply for convenience.

They add ingredients to the drinks they sell that make people thirstier, encouraging tourists to make repeat purchases.

My daughter's daughter is still my daughter.

Their misdeeds are numerous and too many to recount.

Jiang Heyi wasn't exactly a conventional player, but their early-game equipment didn't allow them to play unconventionally. The clearing process of the Underground Temple of the Clarity dungeon was relatively linear, and they didn't dare to use too many tricks in order to reliably obtain rewards.

The Shrieker's Great Snow Mountain quest is different.

The people at the boundary between the real and the virtual are here to make money and prepare for breaking through the Temple of the Clarity.

He wanted to claim the mission rewards, and he also planned to "borrow" some of the rewards outside of the missions.

After a satisfying meal, the tour of Guangzhou resumes.

However, after seeing the locations that everyone voted to go to, the jailer was quite helpless.

Canton Tower, military academy, Nanyue Museum...

What's so interesting about visiting these places?

It's a wonder my dad used to be so talkative when showing people around.

When he takes people sightseeing, he can only manage to utter one sentence after a long time: "landmark building," "very old-fashioned," "rich in historical atmosphere."

My dad is really amazing.

Is it possible that what I'm best at is...?

"Come on, let's order first."

Back in the private room, in his familiar territory, the jailer was all talk and no action.

With a packed schedule, no one really used their phones all day. But while waiting for dinner, everyone caught up on their information.

"Ha, the Slime King is in trouble~~"

A picture appeared in the group.

The black cat's long, thin tail bound King Slime tightly, making his round body look like an "8".

Combined with the smug grin on the black cat's face and the Slime King's furious expression, it's quite a sight—if the Slime King saw this, he'd probably be killed, right?

As expected, the stunning performance of the eighth floor brought Black Cat unprecedented popularity.

Before this, no game had ever played like this. The absurd effect of the "boundary between reality and illusion" reshaped players' understanding of game mechanics.

Many players have encountered their own "prison guard brother".

Having finally broken free from the black cat's restraints, before he could even wake his teammates, "Jailer Bro," who was deep in a dream, killed him.

Some extraordinary beings even bestowed upon the black cat a full set of blessings, allowing it to easily complete the massacre without using mental magic.

Within two days, fan-made character illustrations of Black Cat were everywhere.

The arrogant black cat controls the player to live happily ever after with her in their dreams.

The reluctant black cat used its tail to tie up the player.

I repeatedly hypnotized the already dormant players, telling them they could only like me.

The Slime King forces players to choose one of two options...

The players' imaginations are so vivid that even the dream-woven scripts written by the black cat seem empty and pale.