T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The candlelight grew increasingly cold, and a strange power surged within it.

The hot air from the air conditioner vent was captured by a pair of unseen hands, accumulating and gradually solidifying.

"Only 6... that should be fine."

Thoughts churned in his mind, and suddenly the candlelight loosened its grip.

A wave of heat rushed towards the prison guard.

"Hiss... Is it too hot? Why is it so hot all of a sudden?"

The prison guard looked around in confusion, holding the remote control, and fiddled with the air conditioner for a while.

The candlelight on the ceiling has vanished without a trace.

At the last moment, she stopped.

"Let's assume for now that each of you seven is indispensable..."

"You deserve to die... Why can't you just hand over your memories to me obediently?"

"It makes every single one of my judgments so difficult!"

The jailer had no idea what kind of crisis he had just escaped.

After fiddling around for a while and not being able to find the reason for his sudden heat, he simply shrugged and continued to focus on the online match.

The candlelight stared at him intently for a full half hour before slowly disappearing into the night sky over Guangzhou.

Her next destination has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Under the night sky of Chengning City, Siyuanti was accompanying Nongya on a leisurely stroll.

Tonight's maintenance means no one needs to log in, giving everyone ample time to enjoy the nightlife.

Nong Ya's original plan was to find Orange Tea and have her show her around Chengning's night market, but her plans were disrupted when her bed suddenly opened up.

Therefore, she could only turn her harassment towards the idle person, the Quadruple Primordial.

Chapter 289 Admitting Defeat

Aside from working overtime, Siyuanti rarely goes out this late.

He admired Nong Ya, who traveled to foreign countries with just a mobile phone without any fear, as comfortable as if she were at home, and socialized as she pleased, just like the prison guard.

She was browsing the night market earlier, and everything seemed new and interesting to her. She kept eating barbecue and noodles without any apparent dietary restrictions.

To take care of the guild's number one fan, Yotsuki mustered his energy, chug down two bottles of coffee, and dutifully took on the responsibility of being a tour guide.

Although communication always requires translation and is a step behind, this does not dampen the enthusiasm of both parties.

Nong Ya, scooping up grilled fish with a spoon, types with one hand.

"Yawning, are you sleepy so early?"

While translating, Nong Ya saw the time on her phone screen—1:40 AM.

She quickly apologized for seriously disrupting the Tetramorphic's schedule.

It is only natural to warmly welcome guests when they come to your home.

The four original bodies were somewhat embarrassed. As a guide, they knew very little about the fun places to visit in their hometown where they had lived for decades, and had to catch up by watching videos on the spot.

I don't know if I can satisfy this foreign friend.

Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty towards Nong Ya, who always insisted on splitting the bill, and decided that he should treat her to something.

"It's alright. Would you like some tea? I'll buy it for you."

Upon seeing the translated information, Nong Ya's eyes widened, and she waved her hands repeatedly, her brows furrowed with anxiety and unease.

It's just a cup of tea, isn't it?

The four prototypes readily paid and bought two large cups, stuffing them into the cups.

"Where to go next?"

Nong Ya, holding the fruit tea, suddenly fell silent, her expression somewhat uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong, secretly observing his reaction.

"Sorry, let's go back to the hotel."

The Tetraprimal felt a strong sense of guilt. What happened?

Did he say something wrong?

Looking through the messages, they all contained standard, unambiguous language, so there shouldn't be any possibility of misunderstanding.

Nong Ya suddenly stopped and looked back.

In the early morning, there were few pedestrians on the street, but the streetlights were bright.

Nong Ya had praised the advanced infrastructure here more than once, but compared with the current situation in her hometown, she could only sigh.

"It seems like someone is sneaking around..."

Nong Ya typed halfway through, then waved her hand and casually said, "Never mind."

Suppressing the overwhelming surge of excitement, Candlelight returned to the game.

The Four Primitives are the only one among the seven individuals at the boundary between the real and virtual worlds whose growth curve is extremely abnormal.

At a certain point in time, the originally weak trees suddenly grew tall and their branches and leaves became lush.

In almost a single step, he traversed the path that had taken him months to enter the game.

"So quickly...waking up?"

"If you can give me his memories... then I won't need to spy on him."

"Sooner or later, sooner or later, you and I will..."

The candlelight grumbled and grumbled, maintaining its original sleeping posture, curled up on the ground.

As the last note faded, the 12th floor of the temple returned to silence.

The candlelight suddenly raised its head, looking around blankly.

She touched her chest and hesitated briefly.

An even stronger weariness swept over her, and without resistance, she closed her eyes and once again fell into the boundless darkness.

Silent all night.

As the sun rose high in the sky, the candlelight began to flicker and dimly illuminate the scene.

Chen Shaoyu, who was eating grilled squid fried rice, was called into the office.

A fist-sized, unremarkable wooden sealed box sat on the table, catching his eye.

"award."

Chen Shaoyu's rice bowl tilted slightly, and he quickly found a place to put it down—after spending more time with him and understanding the nature of the candle flame, he was no longer as tense as he had been at the beginning.

Treat them as a decent friend; that seems to be what Candlelight hopes for.

"What did I do to suddenly receive a reward?"

He casually opened it, and a light green ring that looked like it was made of vines and plant seeds came into view.

The intricate and delicate carvings are bathed in sunlight that streams into the office desk.

The reflected green light was dazzling, and in a daze, Chen Shaoyu felt as if he had stepped into the depths of a tranquil sea of ​​trees.

Among the treetops, butterfly-winged fairies play harmonicas and flutes, while elves blow notes that make the wind jostle, their mouths filled with leaves.

The leaves swayed, creating waves of green that stretched endlessly, and the long, rustling sound soothed the body and mind.

In the still room, as if in a fleeting illusion, the pages of a book turned, harmonizing with the distant sea of ​​trees.

In that dreamlike moment, Chen Shaoyu was momentarily distracted.

"This is……"

"A casual creation," the candlelight said understatedly.

Chen Shaoyu gently stroked the undulating texture on the surface of the ring.

“It’s just doing whatever I want, it doesn’t mean anything,” Candlelight continued. “Just think of it as a painting I’ve taken from a dream.”

"A dream?" Chen Shaoyu asked curiously. "You're a puppet, do puppets dream too?"

The candlelight just smiled, without answering.

In front of her, Chen Shaoyu put the ring on his index finger.

Surprisingly, it fits perfectly... No, given the power of the candlelight, it should fit perfectly.

This made him wonder if he should give a gift in return.

……

……

The four primitives at their workstations were also deep in thought.

Nong Ya sent me a message early this morning.

"I'm truly sorry if I've offended you."

Are you still upset about what happened last night?

It's just that we got carried away and forgot the time, it's not a big deal.

This morning, Nong Ya was supposed to be at Chengning University to meet with Orange Tea and her quilt, which was the offline interaction and exclusive interview segment she was most looking forward to.

Two days in advance, she announced the private interview on a French community forum—which was also a way of showing off.

But she said she suddenly felt unwell and decided to rest for a day.

From initially engaging in online arguments and impulsively betting on the boundary between reality and fiction, to accidentally becoming a leading fan of early-stage stocks, Nongya's transformation in her community identity has garnered significant attention.

She herself is also very dedicated and responsible, working tirelessly with love and enthusiasm.

To put it in terms of "ready-to-eat from the can," it "has the beauty of our translation team."

"You should still log on an hour later tonight."

Jiang Heyi sent a preview of tonight's mission.

Upgrade your stronghold and search for the dragon Elerave to complete the crafting and socketing of the Origin Element Set.

To guard against intruders with ulterior motives, the Four Primarchs volunteered to start staggered online times, giving the guild more room for error.

He pressed his knuckles, which made a clicking sound.

"Fuck the dragon knight."

If it weren't for these troublemakers, after the Temple of the Clarity ended, they should have immediately moved on to the next dungeon and the next part of the story.

The prison guard suggested in the group chat: "If you ask me, we should give them some trouble too."

He complained in bed, "If they don't release the coordinates, how are you going to cause trouble?"

Zhong Zemo warned: "World Faction War."

Although the battle between the Fallen Star Siren and Anna's factions was initiated at the boundary between the real and the virtual worlds, they rarely crossed it.

The rewards are very tempting for ordinary players, but for them, it just adds more options to the replaceable equipment, and it's not worth grinding for at all.

"Since we have to wait for the four original bodies anyway, we might as well go and have a good killing spree."

Jiang Heyi, who was holding the fries in his arms, suddenly had a new idea.

"Why don't we announce that we'll be appearing on the faction battlefield tonight?"

"Huh?" The jailer immediately objected, "It's a surprise attack! You gave them a heads-up. Even though the dragon knights have pig noses, they're not so reckless as to throw their lives away. They'll definitely hide."

The faction wars have no balance system. With the best equipment in the game, once the boundary between reality and illusion is crossed, they will be unstoppable.

"I'll announce I'm going, but I can cancel and not go," Jiang Heyi said slyly. "By combining deception and reality, he'll be too scared to go and farm points. Isn't that exactly what we want?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Heyi grabbed the hand holding the fries and used the mouse to log into the official account of the virtual-real boundary and edit the post.

"World faction battleground points will be reset tonight. Friends from Dragon Knight and Whale in the Basin Guild, we'll be waiting for you on the battlefield."

"Welcome all fun-loving folks to provide the coordinates of players from the two major guilds who want to leak information. The official leaker's ID is 'Prison Guard Bro'~~"