T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

As long as you can sell out all the fruit, you've successfully sold the product.

"Tea Master, they want to hear you speak."

"what?"

The completely unexpected arrangement left the Tea Goddess at a loss. She smoothed her hair, which had become messy from being squeezed in the crowd, and kept a half-eaten pomelo in her hand.

What do you want me to say?

While the comments were still building, the prison guard took the opportunity to highlight the theme of helping farmers at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

In doing this, the only thing each person earned at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was 100 jin of fruit; they didn't receive a single extra penny.

"Is Yuzu Chef really disgusting?"

She saw many comments on the screen saying this, so she couldn't help but repeat it aloud.

Orange Tea looked at the pomelo in her hand and asked, puzzled, "Don't you like pomelos? But the pomelos here are delicious."

A series of question marks flew across the screen.

"The Yuzu chef is here! Run!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Orange Chef."

"Yes, I'm a fan of yuri (lesbian romance)."

The orange tea drinker, unable to understand the meaning, was a little flustered.

These are seasoned internet veterans bullying newbies.

The jailer quickly regained the initiative.

"Let me see... can the Tea God break a pomelo with his bare hands?" The jailer turned to look at Orange Tea. "Tea God, my commenter is asking you a question, can you..."

There were even more question marks on the screen.

"You're making up bullet comments, huh?"

"The jailer is really shameless."

"Who asked you?"

Orange Tea doesn't see these things. She found a perfect-looking, brightly colored pomelo and rubbed it between her hands.

With just a little effort, you can insert your finger into the peel, penetrate deep into the flesh, and split the pomelo in two.

A few seconds later, Jiang Heyi detected a large number of donation messages.

He couldn't help but cover his forehead.

The live stream veered off course into a bizarre talent show segment.

"Anyone who wouldn't want to eat a couple of bites after seeing my face is a god?"

To be fair, the prison guard who has been consistently working out is no longer fat.

His extensive surfing experience finally came in handy, and he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Brother, you're just eating pig's head meat plain? Can you order some fruit to enjoy with your meal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the number of orders placed in the backend suddenly surged.

The sales figures for oranges priced at 30 yuan per 10 jin (5 catties) are encouraging.

Along with Orange Tea, who was also climbing the mountain, she subconsciously handed the peeled, ready-to-eat pomelo to the prison guard who was "arguing" with the comments section.

After the barrage of question marks was flooded with comments, Yuzu's order data surged.

The initial 23000 jin of fruit was completely sold out in just over ten minutes.

The jailer was sweating in front of the camera because the comments were all saying why he couldn't place an order.

For first-time live-streaming sellers, the boundaries between the virtual and real worlds are blurred, and everyone lacks a basic understanding of monetization capabilities.

Jiang Heyi had been thinking of ordering less stock to create the illusion of scarcity, but now it seems there was no need for that at all.

After being restocked, pomelo sales skyrocketed. Poor oranges, because the jailer and orange tea duo barely mentioned them, were only bought by some players as a bonus when they were adding other items to their orders.

Suddenly, the live stream chat started flooded with comments completely unrelated to the live stream.

"Will the boundary between virtual and real be participating in this competition?"

"The new World Championship is here!"

The jailer immediately realized that Candlelight had updated the information related to the competition.

"When chaos descends, who will be number one in the world?"

The official announcement title instantly piqued the curiosity and enthusiasm of the players.

After browsing the details, the StarCraft players were even more excited.

The Chaos Tower World, a brand new region, can be seen as the location for the first limited-time event of the Proof of the Stars, or as a variant of the delayed World Championship.

It features a built-in leaderboard that everyone can view in real time.

The competition is held across the entire server, and the player with the highest score wins.

Those who rank highly not only receive generous game rewards, but also have the opportunity to share in the profits, making them winners in life.

After learning more about the Chaos Tower World Competition, the title seems even more weighty.

It seems like the official team deliberately brought that topic that players have been discussing countless times to the forefront—who is the strongest guild in Stars of Proof, representing the highest level in this game?

After the Temple of the Clarity was breached by the boundary between the real and the virtual, there was no dispute about the answer.

The conclusion of the Clarity Temple's conquest also means the end of the challenge to the boundary between reality and illusion, leaving countless guilds eager to take its place feeling frustrated.

Now, opportunities are presented to everyone.

In the world of Chaos Tower, let's compete to see who prevails.

Any guild that feels the boundary between virtual and real is not worthy of T0 status can launch an attack against them over a period of up to three months.

"Hey jailer, are you feeling pressured?"

The jailer laughed.

“Pressure, us?” He shrugged. “Aren’t you underestimating the boundary between reality and illusion?”

Orange Tea specifically walked in front of the camera to emphasize: "We are definitely number one, definitely!"

If the same words were spoken by the prison guard, there would definitely be many people in the live chat eager to have a lively discussion with him.

But if it's the Tea Master...

"The Tea Master is right. The boundary between the virtual and the real is the first, it is T0."

"Anyone who dares to defy the Tea God will have their dog's head smashed!"

"Tea Sect!"

I feel like I've figured out a little trick to making orange tea.

She stared intently at the screen and said softly, "Every piece of fruit you buy enriches the New Year's Eve dinner table for farmers in rural towns and villages, and is also the greatest encouragement to the boundary between the virtual and the real."

The jailer chimed in at just the right moment.

"Let me add that this is essentially another form of the World Championship."

"Don't people want to see the boundary between reality and virtuality represent the Chinese server standing at the top of the rankings?"

"Give us some, give us some, give us some! Every penny you spend on buying fruit will become our motivation to reach the top."

"Give us some, give us some! We'll work hard to write more and better free guides!"

Jiang Heyi, far away in Guangzhou, watched helplessly as the backend data exploded.

The inventory balance I just entered was instantly cleared to zero.

What beautiful numbers.

Chapter 329 Victory Celebration Banquet

The live stream had just ended when the jailer hurriedly asked Jiang Heyi for the data.

Orange Tea, standing nearby, was also filled with anxiety. The villagers just a wall away were all waiting for good news, and she was worried that the expected numbers might not be ideal.

"Sales reached 217 million," Jiang Heyi said. "They're all sold out. You'll need to find a way to make up the shortfall, but I think it shouldn't be a problem."

Originally, Orange Tea's parents had instructed her to prioritize shipping to their own village and town, since they all see each other all the time.

Upon hearing the result, I immediately realized that I had a narrow perspective.

In just one hour of live streaming, the inventory that had been pressured by buyers to sell at a lower price was completely sold out.

When the villagers shared the good news, the waiting fruit farmers cheered and wouldn't let Orange Tea's parents leave, insisting that Orange Tea make an appearance so that everyone could properly thank them.

Left with no other choice, orange tea had to make an appearance.

The jailer didn't join in the fun; he sat in his chair, leisurely sipping his cola.

"Drink less carbonated drinks, you're exercising," Yuan Yuwen advised.

The jailer spun the bottle around and laughed, "Sugar-free."

The lively laughter outside the wall was highly infectious. Feeling that he had done something meaningful, he felt completely at ease.

Yuan Yuwen further reminded, "This matter is not over yet. Selling the goods is just the beginning. Ensuring the quality of the shipment is of utmost importance. You don't want your reputation to be ruined, do you?"

"I know, I know, I'll stay here until this is all over," the jailer emphasized. "Later, I'll talk to everyone about working day and night, packing and shipping. I'll personally give you an overtime bonus, is that okay?"

A smile appeared on Yuan Yuwen's serious face.

"You know, if you want to do it, you can do it well."

The jailer pulled up a swivel chair and sat down in front of the older brother: "If you hadn't helped me make a well-organized list of things I needed to do and let me follow the steps, I would probably be completely disoriented. In the end, you're the best, brother."

“It’s just that you’re not getting enough exercise. While you were staying home all the time these past few years, working day and night, I was seriously helping Dad with his work,” Yuan Yuwen sighed.

The jailer covered his head and said, "Stop cursing, stop cursing. Brother, you're destined to inherit the family business, so just let me live a life of leisure and wait to die... You should be happy that I'm not fighting for it."

Yuan Yuwen slapped him on the head in annoyance.

They'll never learn to speak properly!

Orange Tea suddenly returned to the courtyard.

"Hey jailer, hurry up, it's time to eat."

The jailer's eyes lit up: "Going out to eat? What are some good farmhouse restaurants around here?"

Orange Tea shook her head: "It's all communal cooking."

Orange Tea's parents were very thoughtful. Regardless of the final outcome, the jailer had come all this way to help, so they couldn't just leave empty-handed. Therefore, they hired a chef who specialized in preparing banquets in the village to cook for them.

Even before they started their live stream, the craftsman was already busy in the village square.

Now that the mission is accomplished and good news keeps pouring in, the banquet has naturally turned into a victory celebration.

Since Jiang Heyi and the others, who were far away, could not attend, the prison guard naturally became the guild representative.

The fruit farmers who had been waiting outside the courtyard greeted him politely and with smiles on their faces; some they knew, and some they didn't.

He had barely taken two steps when all sorts of cigarette boxes opened their arms to him, offering him cigarettes and lighters.

The jailer doesn't smoke or drink.

Upon hearing this, those around couldn't help but praise the "good manners".

"Self-disciplined, well-behaved, truly promising, much better than our children."

"If my child could be half as successful as him, I would be laughing in my sleep."

"No wonder he became a celebrity. He can even make a name for himself by playing games. He doesn't smoke or drink, and his brain works even better."

The prison guard couldn't believe that words of praise like self-discipline, discipline, and ambition could be applied to him.

At a family gathering a few months ago, Lao Yuan was still the main target of his criticism.

Even if he makes a comeback, some people still feel that he only benefited from the support of other members of the guild and that it wasn't due to his own abilities.

All these privileges had always belonged to his older brother since childhood, but suddenly they fell on him. The prison guard felt warm all over, as if a stream of energy was coursing through his limbs and bones. Everywhere he went, an uncontrollable surge of pleasure and tingling sensation rushed straight to the top of his head.

It's comparable to taking a sip of a carbonated drink after exercising on a hot summer day.