T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The slight licking of saliva became a gift of a brief yet long moment of contact.

They looked away and turned their heads away in perfect unison.

They tacitly smacked their lips and turned back, feigning composure.

Their eyes met, the lights were turned off, and only the light from the television screen illuminated their slightly shy profiles.

On the screen, two little figures, who had been idle for a long time, were idly swaying around, trying to attract the attention of the two people, but what they got in return was an even longer period of idle time.

Their lips parted again, still carrying each other's breath. Jiang Heyi, her cheeks burning and her head spinning, stood up.

"Let's cool down."

In November, the slightly ventilated indoor space was quite cool, but the two of them were like mobile furnaces, radiating waves of heat that almost made them smoke.

The two gulped down two cans of ice-cold soda, dispelling the heat from their bodies.

It was very quiet.

As if isolated from the world, apart from the night breeze gently blowing through the hall, rustling a few pages of paper, all that could be heard was each other's breathing.

Jiang Heyi suddenly coughed.

French Fries hurriedly grabbed some tissues: "What happened? Did you choke?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered how soft you were when I hugged you just now..."

"It makes me want to hold you... and lie down with you."

The boomerang that had mocked her parents for years as idiots hit her squarely on the head.

"fries."

"Ok?"

"If that day ever comes..."

Jiang Heyi glanced at the muted TV, wrapped his arms around her waist, moved back a little, and leaned down comfortably.

Fries obediently snuggled closer to me, pressing against me tightly, and I could hear the pounding of his heart as the music played in my ears.

It sounds wonderful.

"Let's put a TV in the room, closer to the bed, that would be great."

French Fries blinked and instantly understood the meaning of "that day".

"Woo~~~"

A faint buzzing sound came from her mouth.

"Whatever you want~~"

The water seems to be boiling.

Under the same starry sky, Zhong Zemo left home.

I've arranged to meet Orange Tea in bed, it's time to go.

It's not far from Chengning University, but it's not exactly close either. With my bed next to it, the neighborhood seems much more spacious.

As the weather turned cooler, the elderly men and women who were still playing chess and watching short videos in the pavilion all turned their heads to look at them.

They, who had been planning to arrange blind dates for Zhong Zemo ever since their divorce, couldn't help but glance at the bed.

"Xiao Zhong, is that your girlfriend?"

Zhong Zemo paused, but the blankets had already spoken first.

"Yes, yes."

She stood proudly with her hands on her hips, asserting her sovereignty.

The youthful and vibrant aura instantly transported Zhong Zemo back to his school days.

Although he returned to campus shortly after graduation, the roles of teacher and student were reversed, and his mindset was completely different.

During his school years, romance was a distant concept for him. Occasionally, he would hear teachers criticizing early romantic relationships during morning assemblies, but that was something far removed from his own life and had nothing to do with him.

Living her life step by step, she thought her youth had been buried by a failed marriage, leaving only the passion she shared with her friends in games.

Until the blankets rolled up on him, pinned him down, and shouted, "Don't run away! Don't run away!"

Just like her game ID, "Sealed Bed, Gone Forever".

In the dead of winter, a man-eating monster lurks in the warm bed. Anyone who dares to challenge its magic is devoured, falls into a deep sleep, and never returns.

"Me, sealing the bed?" Zhong Zemo suddenly realized that he was gradually becoming the subject of the bed ID.

The elderly men and women smiled and nodded approvingly at Zhong Zemo, offering their blessings as people who had been through similar experiences.

He could stand on the podium and give a speech to hundreds of people without changing his expression, but now, in front of them, Zhong Zemo felt itchy all over.

Only the comfort of the bed felt truly comforting, as I nodded to each person, offering my gratitude and blessings.

It's as if everything has been settled and we're fast forward to the next step.

They've only been dating for a few days!

Once outside the residential area, Zhong Zemo tried to adopt a teacher's demeanor and say things like, "Pay attention to your grades," and "Don't let your relationship distract you too much."

But after only a moment of mental processing, Jiang Heyi and the jailer's voices rang out in a duet.

"Old-fashioned."

"Pretending to be an experienced person again."

He sighed and swallowed it back.

Have these two built houses in their own minds and settled down there, specifically to correct their own behavior?

"Could you tell me one detail about me that you find attractive?"

The high ponytail under the covers bounced and trembled happily upon hearing these words.

Want to be praised? No problem!

"The image that comes to mind immediately... is when you were attacking Düsseldorf from the snowy mountains."

Suddenly, the blanket snapped its fingers.

"You may not realize it, but when you hear about Dussel murdering students who trusted him, his cannibalistic reaction is really captivating."

"Zhong Zemo".

The voice came from behind, interrupting the conversation.

It was a trembling, shrill voice that concealed its anger very well.

The person strode up and coldly stared at the person who had just bought an ice cream and was now licking the blankets again.

After Zhong Zemo became famous, Du Jingwen was not as resolute as she was before her divorce. Instead, she acted like a sore loser and a clueless clown, repeatedly trying to break into his life.

They claim it's a reconciliation after a broken relationship, but in reality, it's all about money.

His behavior of popping up every now and then is like a wild boss that spawns at fixed times and locations. Even the people in the neighborhood say that Zhong Zemo has invited a plague god.

"Who is she?"

Zhong Zemo's good manners vanished at this moment.

Do you specifically choose to come when you're meeting up with friends?

Last time it was Jiang Heyi, this time it's the bed. They're deliberately trying to embarrass people!

He had intended to introduce the bedding directly, but as the words were about to come out, the pent-up anger in his chest suddenly dissipated.

"My girlfriend, Xia Xingyou."

Startled, the woman in the blanket jerked her gaze away from Du Jingwen, who was being curiously examined, and abruptly turned the steering wheel back to Mo Yu.

Those eyes sparkled, as if they contained a sky full of stars.

"Xia Xingyou... that name belongs to someone in your guild."

Du Jingwen clearly had no idea about Zhong Zemo's gaming life.

Ironically, Du Jingwen used to be extremely protective and strict in controlling his hobbies, not even bothering to learn about them.

At this moment, however, they took the initiative to conduct a thorough background investigation on him, for fear of missing even the slightest detail.

Du Jingwen was furious, her delicate eyebrows and eyes surging with hatred.

"I knew it! I knew it all along! You really were having an affair in the game!"

"I was absolutely right, you did it a long time ago, no wonder you reacted so strongly when I said something to you!"

Like a detective, she pieced together what she considered to be the most logical threads from the events of the past few months.

Just as Zhong Zemo was about to speak, the blanket tugged at his sleeve and stepped forward.

"You money-grubbing idiot, please stay away from Mo Yu from now on. He's dating me now and doesn't have time for some unwanted, expired cheap trash."

Zhong Zemo gasped.

That's right. Someone who's willing to fight a guild of dozens of people head-on for the sake of pride, how could they possibly hold back in this situation?

Someone who can go toe-to-toe with the prison guards must be no ordinary person.

Despite being extremely aggressive, she still remembered to say "please," she was incredibly polite.

Du Jingwen was trembling with anger: "What, what did you say!"

The person in bed, holding a megaphone, shouted: "I'm saying you're an expired, cheap, worthless piece of trash!"

"If Cuttlefish hadn't suddenly become famous, you would have just taken the money you easily got from him and happily looked for the next job."

"You clearly came back for the squid's money, so why are you pretending to be wronged and acting like a prodigal son returning home? Even prostitutes have prices, and you're not even as good as a prostitute."

Adjust your rhythm in bed and take a deep breath.

"Listen to me, we only confirmed our relationship yesterday. He didn't do anything wrong to you, you did. You're a piece of trash who's even worse than Düsseldorf!"

Du Jingwen didn't know who Dussel was, but his presence in this conversation meant he must be an extremely vicious villain.

She was furious, but she wasn't going to admit defeat and gritted her teeth to fight back.

"You only emphasize what you lack. Don't assume people are as dirty as you. You're the one who's after other people's dividends."

The atmosphere was tense, with everyone arguing fiercely, but Zhong Zemo let slip that he almost burst out laughing.

The blanket was truly stunned this time.

She extended her slender index finger and pointed to herself.

"Me, thinking about the cuttlefish's share of the profits?"

"You mean I don't need his money?"

With her mouth slightly open under the covers, this was the most damaging "word of power" that Du Jingwen had used on her today.

“Sister, I’m calling you sister now. The little money you got in the divorce settlement is just the New Year’s money I’ve saved in the bank since I was a child.”

Why do you think I'm short of that little bit of profit from the squid's mouth?

"We seafood sellers never compete with seafood vendors for food."

Du Jingwen was struck dumb. From Zhong Zemo's reaction, she vaguely guessed the identity of the "little rich girl in bed".

An unprecedented despair enveloped her.

The carefully crafted fantasy of reconciliation has completely collapsed.

She was somewhat hysterical.

How did this seemingly ordinary guy suddenly become such a sought-after person in other people's eyes?

"You've only known each other for a short time, you don't even know each other, how can you have any feelings for each other!"

The woman in the blanket scoffed, "You talk as if you've known each other since childhood and have a lot of feelings for each other. I've never seen you, a shut-in, consider the past and take a smaller share when you get divorced."

“We’ve known each other in the game for more than half a year, and if you add the time we’ve spent in real life, it’s been almost a year. Isn’t that enough?”

“I’m pretty sure what I know about cuttlefish is real, because you’ve already verified it for me.”

"To be able to tolerate a weirdo like you for two and a half years, Cuttlefish's personality speaks for itself."

"You even trained his cooking skills, thank you so much. I will be grateful in the future and happily tease you while I eat."