T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Do you have a team that defines the boundary between reality and virtuality?

Zhi Feng sneered: "You're only being so generous because you leaked the information to them beforehand."

“Weaving Wind, I suggest you don’t doubt the solution that can be selected by the Proof of the Stars, the solution that belongs only to the world of Anna.” Candlelight reminded, “There are many variables in retracing the path of Anna. Their noble character is of utmost importance in perfectly matching history and reshaping history.”

“Every step they took was in line with the Dominator’s vision and the expectations of the heroes at many key junctures in that world.”

"The boundary between reality and illusion doesn't need to be deliberately acted out. Even if someone knows nothing about it, they will still lend a helping hand just because of our friendship."

"Not to mention, at this very moment, the national flag is flying behind the Khorne Chosen Guild."

Seeing that Zhifeng remained silent, Zhuhu continued speaking.

Do you know why I despise your behavior?

"Did I break any rules?"

"Of course not, and I don't intend to engage in a debate about morality and rules with you. I just want to remind you to recognize an objective advantage that I have."

Candlelight stood up and looked down at the thousands of projected squares below, depicting the diverse lives of the players.

"The world beneath my feet may be imperfect, or it may be filled with despicable and treacherous people who have committed countless evil deeds, causing war to spread and continue to this day."

"But even so, they are the most peaceful and orderly civilization I have encountered along the way."

"Compared to the Three Domes, I believe they understand the true meaning of peace, rules, order, and cooperation better."

"Since you possess my memories, you should remember how my Lord described to us those worlds with magical currents, and how civilization manifested itself?"

The wind remained silent.

She knew that, of course, and therefore she didn't want to continue the conversation.

But the candlelight wasn't going to let her go.

Compared to the world beneath my feet, the word "savage" seems pale and powerless.

"Therefore, I have higher expectations for the player community that this world has nurtured."

"Compared to the Three Domes, they are, in a way, more pure as players."

Zhifeng gritted her teeth: "It seems you still think you have the victory in your grasp. I hate your lecturing."

"I am not preaching, but simply stating an objective fact that will not change according to our individual will."

"You brought the players of the Three Kingdoms into this massive game, but you failed to enlighten their wisdom or broaden their horizons."

"Such a large group, driven only by your role as a god, and your vague promises, I don't think their creativity and imagination can compare with mine."

"Imagination, creativity?" Zhi Feng sneered, "In the face of strength and results, can these things you've mentioned really have a decisive impact on the outcome of the game?"

"If you can't win, it's meaningless."

"In games, you should win!"

The candlelight went silent.

After a while, she sat back down with a smile on her face and didn't say another word.

"I'm going to win."

A powerful voice echoed in her heart.

At this moment, she no longer bothered to boast to Zhifeng about this declaration that was bound to become a reality.

You cannot discuss things that someone with conflicting perceptions cannot understand with them.

Just like flat-earth theorists who always believe what they think, stubbornly believing that everyone in the world is deceived by false truths, and that only they themselves have mastered the true code.

Weaver Wind had no idea that when the Sovereign created the Proof of the Stars, he had said that imagination and creativity were projections that everyone would inevitably see in the Proof of the Stars.

How can someone who is obsessed with winning and losing understand the ruler, and how can they possibly rise to a higher level in the Chaos Tower world, a place that embodies the will of many rulers?

Chapter 340

The comical tree and the Orange Sky strategy team have caught up with the pace.

According to the ladder rankings, they are not among the fastest guilds to clear level 2.

Upon discovering that the boundary between reality and illusion was being tested alongside Khorne's Reincarnation dolls, they immediately joined in, providing a wealth of experimental data.

A new discovery has been made about the Crimson Music Box.

"The unspoken rule is that it's supposed to be a word chain game, but the puppet only allows two-character words. If the answer is a three- or four-character word, it will continue the chain. But when it comes to the selection stage, it will be eliminated."

The comical tree had just left the Tower World and returned to the guild to retrieve some mental magic resistance items to deal with interference during the chain.

I just got back and I've already been hooked on ready-to-eat meals.

"Sister Meng," said the ready-to-eat food vendor, "Are you guys about to start a word chain game? Could you please help me test the creations containing the keyword 'flesh and blood'?"

Both the Chosen of Khorne and the Scarlet Music Box challenge failed, and they are waiting for the CD.

Although everyone already knew that Huang Liang Yi Meng was a handsome guy, the initial impression of her in the game was set, and with her female vampire appearance, she naturally fit the title "Sister Meng" and could never change it back. Now everyone is used to it.

[Jiangdong Iron Wall] wondered: "Isn't this a dangerous phrase that will make you suffer? If you want us dead, just say so."

Jiang Heyi helped explain: "Before the canned food died, we saw that the warthog's body was constantly shrinking. Combining this with a dungeon we had previously cleared, I boldly guessed that flesh-and-blood creatures would gradually weaken as they attacked, as they depleted the blood plasma and flesh that sustained them."

In the Easter egg level, while French fries are fighting the Flesh Priest, they see a giant sea lily sweeping away the lowly ones in the distance.

It was attacked by the lowly magicians, its body festering all over, but it recovered completely by licking the flesh and blood off the ground bit by bit.

Actions require a lot of energy, and if the energy cannot be replenished by consuming other things, the body will become weak.

These are monsters that must survive by killing and devouring flesh and blood, constantly evolving and becoming stronger.

The flesh and blood creation of the chain puppet does not have a process of devouring, and there is no more flesh and blood material on site, so its strength is naturally limited.

Huang Liang Yi Meng's eyes lit up: "Let's get started!"

[Captain Jegan]: "If you can test it out, I'll give your favorite game a bad review."

[Jiangdong Iron Wall]: "Is that really so? General, you are truly a pillar of the Han Dynasty. Please entrust this to us!"

Orange Tea was a little confused. Everyone in the guild seemed to fully understand this nonsensical conversation, and she was bewildered.

Why is Jiangdong Tiebi so happy to give a bad review to his favorite game?

Is this reasonable?

The entire group from the Funny Tree entered the instance and stopped in front of the Dragon Doll.

Who will continue the word chain?

The monster at the boundary between reality and illusion, not counting those who brute force their way through, both Khorne and Orange Sky have emphasized the importance of choosing the right person to lead the chain.

Those with a large vocabulary, mastery of obscure words, and quick thinking will be given priority.

The boundary between reality and fiction is traversed by novelist French Fries and teacher Zhong Zemo.

Khorne God's Choice is ready to eat from the can by a master translator; for reading enthusiasts, a moment of leisure will lead to a lifetime of enjoyment.

Half of the Orange Sky members are multilingual experts with extensive reading experience, and they can readily access Chinese and foreign classics.

Huang Liangyi looked around at his elite squad and, for a moment, found no one willing to volunteer.

He couldn't help but cover his forehead: "Da Bao, I heard you're pretty good at history, so your daily vocabulary must be quite extensive..."

Jiangdong Iron Wall, who was called Da Bao, waved his hands repeatedly: "Only the Three Kingdoms, only the Three Kingdoms, I can't do it."

[My sword is not without its weaknesses.] Seizing the opportunity, he feigned anger and scolded, "Then why don't you learn from Lü Meng and study hard!"

Da Bao got angry: "Who are you insulting, Lü Meng? Who are you telling to learn from Lü Meng?!"

[Yuzu Chef Steamed Goose Heart]: "Sigh, steamed bread, sigh, the Three Kingdoms."

"You have no right to speak, shut up!" The two suddenly turned their guns on each other and joined forces against the enemy.

Huang Liang Yi Meng sighed and silently walked towards the relay puppet.

Sometimes he was quite envious of the other three guilds, as they didn't have as many funny characters as him.

"Werewolf."

The puppeteer spoke up to confirm a dangerous word, which inevitably involved identity, thus essentially confirming the point.

"Human flesh."

The vocabulary for "A Dream of Yellow Millet" is relatively limited. It's not easy to throw out enough vivid keywords in the one-minute time limit of a word chain game so that they can be easily selected. But now it's much easier.

"Minced meat".

"erosion."

"mud……"

The three guilds waiting outside saw the Funny Tree guild speak again in the group chat.

A fleeting dream: "Despite giving it my all, I cannot win."

The keywords that the Funny Tree Guild ultimately identified were: human flesh, mud, and rat.

The puppet wriggled in front of them and eventually transformed into a giant rat, 3 meters tall and nearly 5 meters long, formed from rotten flesh, covered in mud that flowed like oil.

The entire Chosen of Khorne remained calm. After being directly killed by the A10 Warthog, they felt it was just a minor incident.

I'm the kind of guy who's gone toe-to-toe with fighter jets!

The level suppression effect was too obvious. The entire comical tree was on high alert and went all out, but they could only slightly shatter the giant rat's body, making its actions even more violent.

Almost everyone in the team experienced a roller coaster ride before they died—they were hit head-on by the high-speed rat car, performed difficult gymnastic moves in the air, and landed with a thud.

There's no magic, no skill, just pure, unadorned numerical values.

The value of passing the numerical test by rigidly adhering to the boundary between the virtual and real worlds is infinitely higher.

"It wasn't a complete loss," Huang Liangyi said. "I dragged it along for a while, and its body did indeed shrink and become smaller."

Jiang Heyi snapped his fingers on the other end of the game, and everyone on the boundary between the virtual and real worlds couldn't help but high-five.

Your guess was correct!

Flesh and blood are both dangerous and, most likely, safe words.

Flesh and blood creatures have the property of self-destruction. As long as players can survive like Gor'kron, they can wait for a weak and helpless flesh and blood creature to be trampled on.

Compared to being completely clueless and only able to dance to the rhythm of the puppet show, they at least found a much better solution.

Zhifeng took in everything, and seeing the candlelight staring at this side with a smile in its eyes, he unconsciously clenched his fist.

"What are the players in the Three Realms doing?" she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and began to question in her mind.

They clearly made it to the third floor ahead of everyone else, but now they are all stuck and making no progress whatsoever.

The Land of Three Domes, the Gate of Immortal Support.

The outstanding young generation member, [Extinction of the Sky], who was entrusted by the sect leader with the important task of listening to the immortals' will and representing the sect in battle, was equally anxious at this moment.

As the first team in the entire game to enter the third level, he was full of confidence and felt that all the heroes in the world were nothing special and not worth fearing.

Filled with pride and self-satisfaction, they walked toward the round table where they had been sweating profusely.

After learning the rules, Jinmie Cangqiong's lips curled up, and his smugness, which he couldn't suppress, flowed gently like a spring breeze in every corner.

Born into a scholarly family, he was praised by his elders for his exceptional talent from a young age. Had he not been born with an ethereal air, he would surely have become a great master.

Annihilation of the Sky naturally stepped out and sat down in front of the Dragon-Connecting Puppet.

With my quick wit, what is there to fear from this challenge?

He crossed his arms and calmly said, "Begin."

"Tree spirit."

The Sky-Destroying Demon sensed that this was a specific and dangerous phrase and quickly moved away.

"Elite".

"Heroic Spirit."

Annihilation of the Sky's heart pounded, and his breathing became rapid.

This is definitely a dangerous word!

The countdown timer on the white doll's face ticked away. With each second it decreased, it felt like a pump was sucking the air out of his lungs. Suffocation and tension spread throughout his body with the lack of oxygen, and his body began to tense up.