T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

However, sensing the attitude of the French fry's parents, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

A happy and fulfilling marriage might make them have higher expectations for their romantic partners and become more picky.

He had imagined the scene of standing dumbfounded in front of his parents, who were like French fries, being scrutinized after they found out about his relationship.

In retrospect, that worry was completely unnecessary.

As expected, good things come in pairs. Liu Jinhong, who was traveling alone, could still show some authority as a parent, but when he brought Lu Xinxin along, his sweet and affectionate aura instantly enveloped Jiang Heyi.

After the two praised each other for their skill in pinching each other's cheeks and hands, Jiang Heyi excused himself and left.

Thinking about how she grew up in this kind of family environment all these years, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but deeply understand why she chose to attend a university outside the province.

I indirectly met their parents and learned that they had a good impression of me and were even somewhat indulgent towards me, but the thought of possibly having to interact with them in the future...

Should he be happy or feel a chill run down his spine?

Wait a minute, am I thinking a little too far ahead...?

Back at the guild, only Orange Tea, who was reading her diary, remained.

"They've all gone to watch the battle from their beds."

The solo session in bed has officially begun.

After Jiang Heyi sent a private message, he received an invitation from Zhong Zemo to watch the game.

Good news: it seems the developers have divided the 11-layer mechanism nodes into two parts, one before the Origin Element and one after.

You don't need to start from the beginning on floor 11, nor do you need to defeat all the elemental lords again; you can directly enter the Origin Element stage.

As for the bad news...

"What a lousy boss!"

He was yelling and cursing under the covers, spewing profanities.

Those outside the arena, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, could easily understand her feelings at that moment.

There are too many skill patterns for the Origin Element.

Just like French Fries' guess, what they previously thought was an instant kill was actually just a large damage calculation. Bed had taken a powerful shield potion and, in his prime, withstood the barrage of bullets, leaving only a thin sliver of shield.

The leaves come in nine colors, each corresponding to one of the nine major elements.

While mindlessly accelerating in bed, and forcibly dodging two rounds of elemental magic arrays that appeared out of thin air, and after being bombarded by beams of light like floating cannons, French Fries figured out the pattern.

The ground will show areas corresponding to the nine elements. The color of the leaf that flashes more than three times is the safe zone. There are four safe zones in each round of bombing and sweeping.

Since the location of the safe zone is not fixed, players need to constantly observe the location of the elemental safe zone and the color of the leaves, and notify the team to take their positions before the Origin Element erupts.

"It has a strong MMO feel to it; this level really feels like a game."

The jailer sighed.

In the game, evaluating the games you play sounds strange, but it's proof of the stars.

The skill set of dodgeball games based on color recognition is so easy that it's practically zero difficulty, as long as you observe and familiarize yourself with it beforehand.

The problem is that the variations of the origin elements are not fixed.

As soon as I entered the dungeon, the Origin Element summoned a fairy that resembled a misty insect.

The fairy was engulfed in flames, and in an instant transformed into a giant firebird, letting out a loud cry.

Before you can forcefully kill it with the Lion's Sword given to you by holding fries in bed, pillars of fire will periodically spawn on the ground.

It doesn't deal much damage, but it severely restricts the player's movement and has a field destruction effect.

During the conversation, the blankets evaded the element region detection mechanism of the shimmering leaves.

"Come on, show me more skills! I want to see what special moves you have!"

The blankets roared at the towering Origin Elements.

"Idiot, watch your step!"

Zhong Zemo shouted a reminder, but the spectators' voices could not be heard inside the instance.

The smug man in bed made a mistake that many FPS players make—not looking up and not checking for enemy positions.

The attack came from beneath the ground. Plant elements burst forth from the soil, their thick roots like giant pythons, instantly binding the nest tightly and wrapping it up layer by layer like a rice dumpling.

The powerful binding effect left her completely unable to fight back, and she was gradually tightened up.

"A lack of concentration is disgusting!"

"I'm going to give your mom two whacks, a full combo!"

The originally serious atmosphere of watching the game was suddenly turned into laughter by the jokes that kept popping up in bed.

The game has optimized and adjusted the sensory feedback in the mid-to-late game, blurring the near-death experience; otherwise, the bed wouldn't be so comfortable right now.

The shattering of bones as the python constricts its prey, along with the intense feeling of suffocation, renders her unable to make a sound.

"It feels like you need a companion to rescue you through paralysis or sabotage. If you're captured alone and you're not a magician, it's very difficult to escape."

He returned to the group in his quilt.

Jiang Heyi asked, "What does it taste like?"

"The pressure was too intense, and swearing helped relieve the psychological stress and made me feel better." I admitted in bed, "I feel that it's difficult to deal with it through conventional means. It's better to study the video and try some unorthodox methods."

Zhong Zemo gently patted her shoulder and took out a few purple materials from his pocket.

"Come on, get in bed, and keep dying."

"Wow, it's a person! I just died and came back, and you want me to send them off?"

"Who told you to be a big black rat?"

The woman in bed said, "Next time you go to Chengning, treat me to a meal."

"Jiang Heyi specifically named you as someone who was sent to their death, so why am I being asked to pay the bill?" Zhong Zemo asked in astonishment.

She pouted and didn't reply. After the weakness effect was removed, she plunged back into the dungeon.

Jiang Heyi and the fries exchanged a glance, a smile already appearing on their lips.

My gaze shifted, and the upward curve of the prison guard's lips not far away clearly betrayed his true feelings at that moment.

They silently smoothed their mouths with their hands and continued watching the game.

Perhaps, some things are simply beyond the comprehension of those directly involved.

……

……

The enamel mug witnessed the entire ordeal of the bed's inability to face its demise.

He quite liked the bed's unyielding spirit. Although he wouldn't actually die in the game, the sudden fear of his consciousness being abruptly interrupted was still present due to the feedback mechanism of the Stars of Proof.

This means that she must constantly fight against the crisis signals her body is sending out, and not think about the various ways she might die.

Just how many skills does this monster have?

What you see is only one stage of it.

"What?" The enamel mug stared wide-eyed in shock.

Chen Shaoyu decided to reveal a secret: "His health bar is real, and you have to go through a phase to remove the damage reduction effect."

"There's also damage reduction?" The enamel mug was shocked again. "So, that trick used at the boundary between reality and illusion... what's it called again?"

"The monkey trick is to keep stacking status effects before the battle," Chen Shaoyu said. "It won't work. It's ineffective against the first phase of the Origin Elements, and the damage is no different from scratching."

"Don't you think it's too abrupt?" the enamel mug asked, puzzled. "The monster designs in Proof of the Stars were all ingenious, and the underdogs easily overthrew the bosses. Although it didn't feel like a game, the 'realism' aspect was recognized."

"To use the words of candlelight..." Chen Shaoyu smiled wryly, "This is also a hint from the plot."

As the game nears its end, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds is gradually being removed from the game.

The enamel mug is still reeling from last night's epic battle, unable to shake it off.

Chen Shaoyu's words made him feel anxious and frustrated.

Unlike novels and movies, if the boundary between reality and fiction cannot be crossed, he will not be able to see the sequel.

He thought that most people prefer to finish a novel in one go, enjoying the whole thing, and probably don't like this kind of anxious feeling.

The game permissions that Candlelight designed for him had a 30-minute redundancy period and no boundary between virtual and real, so he originally planned to log off directly.

Perhaps the battle with the Lord of Elements last night was too shocking, and he was still not satisfied.

The initial wariness and fear towards the Proof of the Stars gradually dissipated as they gained a deeper understanding. The enamel cup suddenly wanted to become an entrant and see what the players outside the boundary between reality and illusion were doing and exchanging ideas.

Following Chen Shaoyu's directions, he landed in the plaza of the Xiangfeng City teleportation hub.

New player cities like Fengjia are experiencing a second wave of newcomers, and are now packed with players. The scene is a mix of mutual help and betrayal among the newcomers.

The large city-states like Xiangfeng are naturally full of seasoned veterans.

He wanted to see what the veteran players did each day.

[Bro, why don't you have a penis?]: "Looking for a partner, looking for a partner."

【Sad Lubricant】: "Do you have a Dark Elf girl? Our team urgently needs one. We require a delicately crafted face that matches the members' aesthetics. We'll have a group review. If interested, we're looking to debut a girl group!"

[Summer or Not]: "Homestead building enthusiasts, don't miss out! The latest French-style manor is now complete, with an entrance fee calculated in Magic Stones!"

【Sad Cat Head】: "We accept all kinds of home building orders, including home construction, furniture DIY, and clothing DIY. Good quality and low price."

While passing by a group of people making DIY clothing, I noticed their conversation and couldn't understand a word of it.

What kind of gameplay is this?

[The struggle for the crown prince has always been like this]: "You're right, I forgot the beginning, I forgot the end, anyway, even the Berserker Dog doesn't team up."

[Gulag Grand Hotel VIP]: "No occupational discrimination, no occupational discrimination, speak properly... Even dogs don't play with magic warriors."

The enamel mug tilted its head instinctively, looking puzzled.

Clicking on their personal profiles, their primary professions are clearly Berserker and Magic Warrior.

"Young people these days are so good at self-criticism," he remarked.

There was a lot of noise coming from an area ahead, and the messages jumping around in the chat window seemed to be mostly coming from there.

What are they discussing so enthusiastically?

"Is there something wrong with the lack of response to the boundary between the virtual and real worlds for so long?"

"What could possibly be going on? People outside the gaming circle who don't play games are just spreading rumors and making things up. Uninformed people are jumping on the bandwagon to get traffic. You're not new to surfing the internet, have you never seen this before?"

"It's just about hunting down the boundaries between reality and illusion. Who told him to be T0? Being called T0 is the original sin. Some people are anxious because we have achieved results and have influence."

"Hahaha, it's good that you're in such a hurry. Let's solve things in the game. If you're so capable, try to transcend the boundary between reality and virtuality."

"They don't have the ability to transcend the boundaries of reality and illusion, but they are very good at selling indulgences. The boundary between reality and illusion is T0, which is just excessive marketing. We are too vain."

“They’ve figured it all out. If the boundary between virtual and real worlds isn’t T0, they’ll say the Chinese server is no good.”

"In short, we stand united against external forces. Anyone who claims to be fabricating the boundary between reality and illusion is a stray dog ​​that's been fed too much dog food."

"Dog food? They're only fit to eat shit!"

What a short-tempered player.

However, the enamel cup could tell that the players here genuinely supported the boundary between virtual and real, and had agreed to log off and spontaneously go to the boundary between virtual and real to compete.

"The reputation I've built up is finally paying off," the enamel mug thought with satisfaction.

Despite being inexplicably caught up in the controversy, targeted by bandwagon attacks, and hunted down after the server opened, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds did not collapse.

Under Jiang Heyi's arrangement, the entire guild developed steadily, carefully maintaining its hard-won good reputation by cautiously screening advertisements and refusing endorsement collaborations.

At the same time, in each incident, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds demonstrated the magnanimity and selflessness of a major guild.

He created a guide, provided materials for free to help players challenge the Black Cat, and even gave the Precision Repair Kit to his close friends after clearing the 10th floor, without asking for any reward.

Reputation is as precious as gold.

Accumulation is difficult, destruction is easy.

The enamel mug is an experienced person; just by looking at its construction, one can see through Jiang Heyi's character.

It's hard not to like a child like this. In a materialistic society, the willingness to stay true to oneself in the face of great temptations, stick to one's own plans, and not follow the crowd is enough to defeat 9% of people.