T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The French fry suddenly pulled out the knife, the noise startling the person in the blankets next to them.

"What's so difficult about this? It's much simpler than the fourth level, which requires simulation and consideration of the overall situation. The only solution is to kill!"

I did a quick site survey.

The burning light green mother tree is located in the very center of the map; it is a large tree that would take about 10 people to encircle.

The level's map displays enemies within a 200-meter radius, marked with red dots.

200 meters away, there was a dense forest on fire. The vegetation was thick, and the smoke and dust released by the fire made visibility very low.

Due to the abundance of fire element, neither Jiang Heyi's magic warrior nor the elemental mage of the Four Primal Bodies could easily peer into the depths of the dense forest from under the trees using magic power and elemental perception.

Jailer: "Now I understand. The cylinder represents the light green mother tree, which is equivalent to the World Tree, which is equivalent to crystal."

"The fog of war is thick in the area 200 meters away. Only by going deep can we obtain information and share it with other teammates."

The woman in the blankets seemed to be deep in thought: "So I must, at the very beginning of the game, circle the World Tree as quickly as possible to find the direction of attack."

Jiang Heyi nodded: "You are our eyes. Once the enemy spawns 200 meters away, their ranged attacks can cover the light green mother tree. We must destroy it as soon as we detect it."

When Xi Lu introduced the rules, she did not emphasize the punishment for failure. Jiang Heyi asked everyone to prioritize preserving their own lives.

It doesn't matter that the mother tree was destroyed; we can just try again. It's not worth wasting challenge attempts.

The countdown timer for the level was mechanical and cold.

At the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, everyone was eating the grilled meat patties that Zhong Zemo had prepared in advance to improve their physical recovery speed.

The battles are 30 minutes long with no breaks, making them very intense. Cooking is an essential part of the experience.

Considering that cooking has a longer-lasting effect, everyone used their only item on food at the start of the game.

The countdown had just ended when the bed, its mouth smeared with grease, transformed into a puff of black smoke and shot into the dense forest.

"This way!"

Upon receiving the location information, the "Wind Blessing" was activated, and the Orange Tea Wind Spirit possessed him. Five bolts of lightning disappeared into the billowing smoke in just two seconds.

She didn't touch the orange tea; Jiang Heyi had assigned her a special task.

"Pelican, Pelican, come out and help me."

Elemental energy surged, and a deep blue halo rippled.

The deep "ah-woo ah-woo" sounds and the "slap-slap" sounds of the mouth opening and closing create a noisy chorus.

The giant pelican, with its wings outstretched, opened its gaping maw as soon as it landed, staring at the orange tea.

His small eyes held a great longing.

No words are needed; anyone can understand what the pelican means—give me fish!

As the elemental spirit that collaborates most with Orange Tea, it acts like a dutiful henchman—give it fish, and it gets the job done.

As long as the fish are in place, helping the player beat up their boss is not a problem—and it did just that; the Origin Elements were dug up, and it deserves some credit for that.

"Same as before, I'll leave it on credit, keep it in the account, and settle it when I get back."

The Pelicans did not refuse.

Orange Tea has a good reputation in its eyes because it pays quickly, never delays the final payment, and then receives a high-standard extra meal.

"Help me put out the fire and stop the flames from burning."

The small details that Yuu-ro's notes didn't mention are likely the key reasons why many players struggled when they first encountered her.

Once the game starts, the light green mother tree, which is already showing half health, will continue to lose health as it burns.

The damage from the flames is not obvious; by the time you realize it, your health may already be down to a quarter.

French Fries, with her meticulous mind, noticed the burnt hair and ears of the Tea God upon entering the instance, and deduced the insidious little trick that was not explicitly noted by Yulu in the notes.

The pelican flapped its wings and circled the mother tree, spraying water mist.

Despite its seemingly clumsy and sluggish appearance, it flies with remarkable grace.

With its help, the burning of the mother tree, which was slowly losing health, was reduced somewhat.

Meanwhile, in the dense forest on the other side, the main combat forces of the virtual and real borders went on a killing spree.

The first batch of enemies spawned on the 5th floor were just a pack of wolves.

It's like a warm and thoughtful little gift for players to warm up.

The alpha wolf's wisdom was completely incapable of being passed on to the other wolf cubs, who rushed forward without any organization.

The French fry gathers its strength and swings the knife.

The combination of Bloodlust and Spatial Slash instantly distorted space.

The wolves, leaping and biting in mid-air, transformed into blooming flowers of blood.

One attack, and more than half of the wolf pack were killed or wounded.

Because his combat strength was too weak, the jailer's enthusiasm for experimenting with new skills was extinguished.

"I'm a noble necromancer, possessing powerful deathrattle and mind control skills. Killing a few wolves is too much of a waste." He argued confidently, casually observing the battle with a clear reason. "Call over the elves, sirens, and whatever else you can!"

French Fries turned around sharply and saw him standing calmly with his arms crossed, looking down on the world with an arrogant and domineering attitude. He was speechless.

"The siren has come out; you'd better actually be of some use."

There aren't enough wolves to kill, so everyone's vying for experience points.

The person in the quilt was quite satisfied: "Although it's a bit less, the experience points are given quite generously. It seems that the higher the floor, the higher the experience gain coefficient."

This reminded Zhong Zemo: "Is there a way to get stuck on the 5th floor and grind experience points instead of clearing the level?"

"That sounds a bit silly. How can you guarantee that there aren't better leveling spots on higher floors?" The Primal shook its head.

There was no time to continue the conversation, and the notification for the second round of enemy spawns echoed throughout the room.

Each round is seamless; once a player has eliminated all the enemies in a round, they immediately move on to the next round without any breaks.

It took some time to locate the enemy in the quilt this time, as the enemy spawned diagonally opposite the wolf pack's spawn coordinates.

At this moment, the enemy had approached the dangerous 200-meter restricted area and could directly threaten the safety of the mother tree.

"The second round is goblins, number... about 100."

"There are obvious differences between military branches, everyone be aware!"

Each round was more difficult than the last, and by the second round, the enemy was already one of the representatives of low-intelligence monsters.

They are skilled in various weapons and magic, making them formidable enemies in the wilderness of many small city-states.

Before they could even get to the bedside, they heard her shout again.

"The goblins have split up! Be careful!"

Jiang Heyi immediately responded: "French Fries, Quadruple Primal, you two deal with the goblins in front."

"Squid, deploy the shield. They definitely have mages and archers. Protect the mother tree's health."

Jiang Heyi chose the jailer as his partner to fight the goblins on the other side after the division.

"Wow, that's unusual. It's not a couple, but me instead?" the jailer remarked with a sigh. "Don't underestimate a young man's potential. You also think my PVE visuals are beautiful with the scepter and new blessing unlocked, right?"

"I'm just afraid that your actions won't be as effective as expected, and will only provide amusement for the bed, fries, and squid."

"It's okay, Jailer Bro. You're a late-game class, and you can't do much damage with just scratching now, but I still believe you have a bright future."

The jailer was on the verge of tears: "Should I thank you for your thoughtfulness?"

"You're welcome," Jiang Heyi replied quickly.

As they were speaking, an arrow flashing green light grazed past their ears.

Jiang Heyi cleverly kicked the prison guard, and with the momentum, both of them dodged the dense rain of arrows.

"Wow, I thought you were getting angry while you were talking. I misunderstood you."

"Stop talking nonsense, fuck it, get to work!"

Thick smoke billowed, obscuring the goblin's figure. Jiang Heyi swung his Tide-Summoning Blade in the direction the arrow had just pierced the air.

A bright blue blade of light tore through the thick fog, and the jailer spotted the goblin archers and blowgunners lying in ambush on the treetops, ready to unleash a sudden attack.

"[Beginner Level Spirit Body Control]"

Aiming at the goblin blowgun from a distance, the jailer clenched his fist, and a round, dark blue orb of light appeared in his hand.

With a sudden thought, the blowgunner, on his deathbed, blew several arrows at his companion beside him in quick succession.

Caught off guard by their companions' sudden betrayal, the goblins in the treetops fell to the ground like dumplings, turning into piles of minced meat in an instant.

Although Jiang Heyi charged into battle, his attention remained focused on the prison guard—believing in his abilities and believing that he could perform to his potential are two different things.

He's experienced the duality of the prison guard both in and out of the game far too often.

However, he was surprised to see the necromancer's ability to kill from a distance.

"Impressive. Does it require very little magic power to simply and brutally crush lower-level enemies?"

The jailer was smug: "Praise me more."

"For now, let's just say you're ruthless in crushing the weak. Hopefully, you'll still be laughing in the next eight rounds."

Chapter 364 Enemy in the Shadows

The third round consisted of approximately 200 human infantrymen dressed in standard armor.

Having learned from the experience of the first two rounds, I tried to make a breakthrough at the beginning.

Unsurprisingly, she instantly killed the general who was directing the soldiers in the formation.

Without the team's brain, all the soldiers ran around like headless flies, charging towards the light green mother tree in order to carry out the most fundamental command.

Without order, the scattered soldiers are nothing but lambs to the slaughter. Even orange tea can distract them, allowing the pelican to stab them through the heart with its big mouth.

The fire on the light green mother tree was extinguished by the pelican. The mother tree still had one-third of its health remaining. It wasn't exactly a dying ember, but if a powerful mage were to use a long-range attack, it would still be in danger of dying instantly.

Looking at the cracked bark of the trees, dried by the fire, and then at the scorched earth, Orange Tea was suddenly inspired.

She summoned the spirits of the plant elements and gently placed her palms on the light green mother tree.

Warmth and vibrant life force flowed into the mother tree, and after a while, the dormant health bar slowly began to twitch.

"efficient!"

She wanted to share her new discovery, but everyone else was too busy at the boundary between reality and virtuality.

In the fourth round, with men and horses clad in armor, 100 heavily armored cavalrymen charged out of the dense forest 20 seconds into the game.

Unlike the previous three rounds, the heavy cavalry specialized in mobility and dispersed into the depths of the forest.

The neighing of horses is the clarion call for attack, and the silence after the countdown ends is their patient preparation for the attack.

In a normal battlefield, ordinary soldiers rarely have the opportunity to face a mage.

Even at that moment, faith is needed as a foundation to ensure that everyone in the army faces death without collapsing.

The moment the heavy cavalry charged, the earth trembled, and the black armor plates reflected the dazzling light of magic.

The life-extinguishing light stream could not shake the cavalry and their horses' conviction to charge.

The belief in living in the face of death, the torrent forged with blood and flesh, is a rumor ridiculed by the magicians of the Ana world.

This is precisely what the boundary between the virtual and the real is facing.

French Fries' spatial slash cut more than ten nearby heavy cavalrymen in half at the waist.

The fearless heavy cavalry ignored the magic, and ignored the fact that their comrades were instantly killed by it.

Man and horse became one; the black-armored black horse shot straight toward the light green mother tree like an arrow released from a bow.

The jailer is very busy.

He easily crushed the spirits below, effortlessly capturing the spirits of several heavy cavalrymen, causing them to fall to the ground.

However, the heavy cavalry moved too fast, and several of them rushed out of casting range in the blink of an eye.

This was the first time he had encountered the predicament of having to chase after his opponent to find the right angle because the casting range was insufficient.

Before he could even utter a sound, the wind spirit of the orange tea suddenly clung to his body.