T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The viscous substance resembled grease, significantly aiding combustion. In an instant, a massive fireball took shape, with raging flames tearing through the red mist.

"Money...it's so hot, money, it's so hot, money!"

"No, intruders..."

"This is our paradise!"

"fight back!"

"Get out! This is a paradise bestowed by God!"

As if only now realizing what had happened, they clumsily turned around, manipulating their charred and stiff bodies.

Jiang Heyi's blade flashed, and the fried meatball split in two.

Worried that he wasn't dead yet, the newly recovered Quadruple Body swept through the area again, thoroughly cleaning it and leaving no trace of flesh.

This time, there was no sign of revival.

Zhong Zemo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This thing is a bit weird."

His anti-magic shield can only force the flesh worms to go around it; to destroy them, you still have to smash them.

"Shouldn't it be 'Harmful Gate'?" the jailer chimed in. "They can kill you with money, how mysterious."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone at the boundary between reality and illusion couldn't help but scratch their heads.

The tomb entrance appears to be opened by inserting a coin.

The monsters here also have a coin-operated, disruptive, infinite respawn mechanism.

Why does it feel like you have to spend money to pass the levels, and if you don't spend money, what's the point of playing?

Wanderer's Paradise is completely different from the game style of Proof of the Stars, directly equating financial resources with the key to clearing levels.

Since the launch of Stars of Proof, the most common way to entice players to spend money on the game has been through the various costumes and furniture sold by the system.

And the self-made item point voucher – a must-buy for players who want to engage in detailed DIY.

In terms of combat-related content, the option of becoming stronger by spending money simply does not exist.

If I had to say something, it seems that Candlelight mentioned it briefly during a dinner party, and that special sound effects might be implemented soon, allowing players to further customize attack effects.

A knife strike to the speaker could become a reality in the future.

"That's not right! That's not right!"

The jailer's shouts made everyone think he had come back to life, so they quickly drew their swords.

He pointed to the spot where the mountain of flesh had disappeared and reminded them, "It fell down! We fed it so much money, and they won't even give us a single orb of light!"

Yes, you don't even get gold coins when you kill monsters.

What a dung monster!

You need to pay in-game currency to enter the dungeon.

To weaken the BOSS mechanics, you have to spend money first.

Spending money not only doesn't yield good products, but it might even result in no sales at all.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Heyi's lips twitched.

"Humorous copy".

He was stunned.

The same complex emotions also surfaced in French Fries' big eyes.

The jailer belatedly realized: "Could this dungeon be the culmination of the Candlelight Clan's masterful understanding of pay-to-win games?"

"Now I know exactly what's funny."

Zhong Zemo rubbed his forehead.

They've all been big spenders in pay-to-win games, no wonder it felt weird from the moment we entered the dungeon.

A tribute, it's all a fucking tribute!

Having sensed the wicked humor hidden by the Lord of Candlelight, no one wanted to continue the appreciation.

We've already sampled enough of these things in our daily lives!

The candlelight, though conveying a message across the distance, was already barely suppressing its laughter.

"Don't give up, the rulers all have different wicked tastes."

Jiang Heyi sighed: "So you tricked us into coming here for fun?"

Candlelight chuckled: "Some rulers couldn't bear to bully the players too much, so they still gave them a little surprise: suffering first and then enjoying the reward."

"Is it okay for you to give us this hint?" the woman in bed asked.

"The Wanderer's Paradise mini-dungeon originally had a special guide NPC designed to remind players at key points that the hard times are over and not to give up," Candlelight said. "I just replaced its function and did it right the first time."

After he finished speaking, the sound of the candlelight faded into the distance.

The boundary between the real and virtual worlds remains unchanged, allowing for rest and reorganization.

The little Easter egg in the title refers to the [Twilight Vampire] set, right?

Good guy.

If there's no reward, it's all just awful fun, and by the end you're guaranteed to have high blood pressure. Forum posts will only be filled with condemnations of "stupid level design."

Record the coordinates, and the jailer is sent out to exchange for crystals.

Everyone has a strong premonition that the indestructible dung monster, the mountain of flesh, will reappear, so we need to be prepared.

The second area reached by the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was a grain warehouse.

The densely packed barns were empty of grain, but the four Primarchs were the first to discover the surprise when they looked down.

The mountain of flesh that had been sleeping at the bottom of the barn was awakened, and a rain of blood fell.

"It has the ability to change the weather; what an amazing weather manipulator."

He marveled at what he had just received and casually tossed out a handful of magic crystals.

This is a real money-spending spree. Nothing here is as effective as throwing money at it.

With the coins embedded in its body, the speed of the mountain of flesh visibly decreased.

After consuming far more coins than the previous Wall of Meat, the Barn Wall of Meat finally spontaneously combusted.

"Why has your appetite increased so much?" the jailer wondered. "It's almost double the amount you booked."

Jiang Heyi complained: "Thinking along the lines of the Dominator's sarcasm is called forcing people to spend money."

"We've already beaten one, are we just going to let all our initial investment go down the drain?"

"Forcing you, who already has sunk costs, to go down a dead end."

Jiang Heyi felt that under the ruler's rule, someone had created an "excellent game" to cater to his tastes.

The game enthusiast, who plays silently, then turns around and incorporates these negative examples as Easter eggs into the game.

That's right. Which gamer who loves games hasn't been scammed by a terrible game?

In order to put into practice the principle that "no one has the right to speak without practice," some players, even knowing it's a terrible game, couldn't resist downloading it to experience it for themselves because everyone was criticizing it.

Then he offered the honest assessment, "Yeah, it really is shit."

In the boundless sea of ​​stars, there will always be a civilization that can resonate with his feelings as firm as a rock.

"Look, this is the stinky dog ​​poop I've tasted. Everyone should try some too."

The jailer felt relieved.

"It seems that the ruler is not a cold god after all. He is quite similar to me. When I see something unpleasant outside, I think of you guys. Good friends should appreciate things together."

Everyone said in unison, "It's just not at times like this that I don't want to be your friend!"

Zhong Zemo joked, "It's only because the Lord of Candlelight doesn't play card games, otherwise he would have created a monster to satirize it."

"I sincerely hope you won't jinx it," Jiang Heyi sighed. "Ideally, the next level would randomly lead to the warehouse gate, allowing for a direct pass. I don't want to try every single dung monster."

The fries were unusually silent.

Orange Tea probe.

"Are you still watching?"

The fries took the books that were stored in the church.

She carefully chose her words and hesitantly expressed her feelings.

"They are hiding from something."

"This ethnic group was thus forced to wander, living in constant fear."

"They were angry and desperate, and they tried to resist."

"But these attempts must have failed, so they eventually didn't even dare to mention the name of that existence."

The group's thoughts, which had been joking about the Candlelight Clan's masterful sarcasm, were pulled back to the game itself.

The backstory of the Wanderers' Paradise is full of the bizarre and fantastical.

The craftsmen identified them as a group of human mages, but what they saw upon entering from the boundary between reality and illusion was chunks of flesh.

"I suspect that they use fragmented symbols to represent their own existence in order to avoid the thing that they both fear and hate."

"The fact that it eventually turned into this inhuman, ghostly, and mangled appearance, probably has something to do with the taboo subject in the text."

Jiang Heyi wondered, "Isn't this the result of their sacrifice? The consequence of invoking the gods."

“The phrase ‘not what I wanted’ appeared in the sacrificial prayers. They are lying about the content of the sacrifice and denying the outcome,” Fries said. “It’s unbelievable that the largest festival would involve both sacrifice and denial.”

The cat is still missing. I'll finish this chapter and then go back to staking out the surveillance cameras.

Was Chapter 311 fun? It was like watching an idiot!

It's not just a parody or Easter egg; it's how the boundary between reality and virtuality defines the paradise for wanderers.

Unless they looked closely at the fries, they wouldn't have noticed the background story.

The master of candlelight actually buried a plot here?

He explained as he walked forward, fries in hand.

"This is very abrupt."

"It is intended to be satirical, with a strong satirical tone. Its essence is domination, or rather, the game designers interacting with the players."

"This is an interactive format that breaks the fourth wall, which will interrupt the immersion of the experiencer and is not suitable for serious narratives. A lighthearted atmosphere is the more common main theme."

"But he planted a story with suspense and exploration here, as if he was using 'abruptness' to arouse players' curiosity to find the details of the story and piece together the original appearance."

Jiang Heyi understood, and stroked his chin, muttering, "The overt plot is satirical slapstick, while the covert plot is the story of these homeless people?"

The jailer, with his hands behind his head, said nonchalantly, "It sounds like two people wrote two separate stories and put them together in this instance."

The candlelight in front of the projector seemed to smile as it took a sip of tea.

That's feedback worth including.

She snapped her fingers.

"Oh, what bad luck, the map has just changed."

The room that was originally located directly in front of the boundary between the virtual and the real was the warehouse they were trying to find.

Once you enter, you can retrieve the materials and equipment that were not destroyed by the magic circle.

Just as they were about to arrive, the modular underground palace happened to be rotated.

Pushing open the door to the boundary between reality and illusion, vast stretches of wasteland come into view.

The roadside weeds have grown as tall as a person due to long-term neglect.

The unnamed fruit tree, though unattended, was laden with fruit, but each one was withered and wrinkled. It was hard to say whether this was due to the variety or a particular plant disease.

I took a sniff closer and smelled it; it had a musty odor that made me want to vomit.

Amidst the overgrown weeds, they found a wooden hut in the bedding room and confirmed from the leftover booklet that this place had once been a cultivation area designated by the homeless.