T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Why do you think I taught myself how to get into character, why I went to school in another province, and why I live alone!" French Fries emphasized through gritted teeth.

Orange Tea looked blankly at him: "Isn't it because there's really nothing good to eat?"

French Fries was taken aback: "This... seems to be about 50/50 with the factors of those two people."

It feels like French fries are quite frankly mocking their own hometown again.

While putting sausages into the sausage grill, the four prototypes swiped their phone screen.

It seems like everyone has had the experience of being tempted by grilled sausages from the corner store on their way home from school when they were kids.

When you're short of money and can't afford to spend your allowance, you can only swallow your saliva as you eat your favorite snacks.

The jailer only mentioned it briefly, but the four original bodies immediately placed an order, bringing the freedom of grilled sausages to everyone.

“Nong Ya wants to come and visit.” He held up his phone and showed it to everyone.

Besides the Chinese text translated by translation software, she also posted a laughing emoji.

"Does she usually chat with you using memes?" Jiang Heyi asked curiously.

The four original bodies said: "I didn't have this before, but recently it seems that I have learned the essence of the domestic style, and I can use a lot of memes at will."

Looking through the history of meme battles, Nong Ya has a huge collection of memes; I have no idea where she collected them from.

The four original entities opened their emoji inventory and carefully selected one that read, "Go to sleep, your life is the most important thing."

Not long after I sent it, Nong Ya replied.

"You big idiot, you big idiot."

It's painful to hold back laughter.

I don't know if Nong Ya understands the meaning of the emoji, or if she just thought it was cute and posted it casually.

Having stayed in China for an extended period, her understanding of Chinese internet culture has become increasingly detailed, and even her way of thinking in conversations has begun to resemble that of Chinese players.

Location sent, Nongya expects it to arrive tomorrow.

Nothing happened during the day. Kimchi suffered a humiliating defeat and did not launch another invasion. Consequently, the number of tourists visiting the boundary between the virtual and real worlds also decreased significantly, for fear of being caught in the crossfire.

After logging in, everyone did their usual rounds around the guild.

The defensive outposts damaged during the invasion are being repaired at a rapid pace.

The damaged dolls have been repaired using the eco-friendly materials provided by the other party.

According to Kesha's statistics, after everything is used up, it is estimated that there will be 920 materials remaining.

Oh well, you're here, why bring any gifts?

The Kimchi Guild's gift is more generous than the rewards from running the dungeon in the Reality/Virtual Boundary; they're really too kind.

Upon seeing Jiang Heyi's visit, Elaeva immediately broke out of her meditative state.

Before anyone could speak, he launched into a long, detailed account of his masterful use of material to detonate the explosives during the previous day's battle.

A thousand kills in an instant.

"I'm not going to pursue the matter of you exploding the oven; you did a good job."

Jiang Heyi told her to relax, while the jailer muttered something under his breath.

"That sounds good, but when will my equipment be ready?"

Aleira reacted strongly: "It was just an accident before, this time it will get better, it definitely will!"

"You must believe me, I am Anna's finest craftsman!"

She gripped the jailer's shoulder, her dragon claws almost piercing his flesh, which frightened the jailer into nodding repeatedly.

After the guild inspection ended, everything was as usual, and everyone routinely gave Jiang Heyi and Ke Xia some time alone.

Kesha loves being led around by the tail, jokingly saying it's a way to replenish her potato energy.

Today, my solitude is interrupted by an uninvited guest.

Mint sat on the railing of the lower tier of the arena, swinging her little feet, resting her chin on her hand, and staring at the two from afar.

Jiang Heyi felt inexplicably annoyed by that sharp little gaze, and when the walk ended, he went over to her.

Mint spoke first.

"I want to go back to Anna."

Jiang Heyi felt dizzy, her head buzzing.

"Have we neglected you because we've been away from the guild for so long?"

"We'll be very busy lately... I apologize."

Like a child who is too busy to take care of the family, Jiang Heyi's response was filled with guilt.

"Mint, you should know about our... uh, let me talk to everyone, how about it? Anyway, don't go."

Mint gave Jiang Heyi a cold look, seemingly quite displeased.

That look made Jiang Heyi's heart tremble.

"Pfft~~"

Suddenly, Mint pointed at Jiang Heyi's nose and burst into laughter.

She flipped over and landed lightly, circling around Jiang Heyi: "Hehe, just teasing you, Potato's reaction is quite amusing."

Jiang Heyi's fists inexplicably hardened upon realizing he had been tricked.

“However, I really want to go back to Anna,” Mint said. “I’m ready.”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Heyi asked, "Rene is very strong, are you confident?"

“There’s no such thing as absolute certainty in a duel, especially with Renee.” Mint took a deep breath. “I just feel like I’ve got myself into top shape.”

Jiang Heyi looked back at Kexia.

Kesha sighed softly, "Only the person experiencing the condition can perceive it. Since it was Mint who made the judgment, all we can do is trust her."

He took a deep breath.

"When do you plan to leave?"

"If possible, get up in the next couple of days."

Without a doubt, this was triggered by Mint's storyline after she reached a certain level of strength.

Jiang Heyi nodded vigorously: "Okay, we'll go with you."

Mint is more important than grinding experience in the Tower World.

Chapter 380: Elena Vie Signs a Contract of Indenture?

After the Anah Rebellion ended, the border between the real and virtual worlds did not return to the Anah capital for a long time.

The most popular gameplay in Anna Royal Capital is undoubtedly the weekly "horse racing ticket" at the Royal Colosseum.

Players become bloodthirsty spectators, placing bets on dozens or even hundreds of matches offered by the official organizers.

Players who play for fun simply place small bets each week, as a way to test their luck.

Those who want to make a fortune overnight will spend a lot of time studying "strings".

The Tea God's betting record for that day has long been broken; the current Colosseum God of Gamblers is an unknown lone wolf player from Japan 11.

Those who have long focused on the boundaries between reality and illusion in dungeons have all heard about this player's incredible luck.

奇迹般的连中8场，包含1V1，2V2，3V3。

Ordinary people can only focus on a single fighting style to their limit, but his random mix-and-match strategy achieved an unprecedented eight consecutive wins, taking away 10 gold materials and a random gold-quality equipment forging book.

Upon returning to Anna, Mint led them to the Colosseum Hall.

It happened to be a day for betting at the Colosseum. Without studying the rules, she simply chose the most basic option of predicting the winner and casually placed a bet on the outcome.

"Luck is also a part of ability, and I want to give it a try."

Mint's words left everyone speechless.

What happens if you lose in a project that's full of psychological suggestion? Winning is fine, but what if you lose?

The jailer pulled the tea master aside: "Now, we can only rely on you."

"Huh? Me?" The Tea Master was dumbfounded.

She couldn't control the outcome of the games at the Colosseum and manipulate the results behind the scenes.

"Go secretly and buy a ticket, the same show as Mint's!"

Orange Tea's mouth was slightly open.

She understood; this was a metaphysical counteraction.

Mint didn't enter the arena; she simply squatted at the front desk, waiting for the match results.

Time ticked by, and the prize redemption announcement appeared on the magician's projection.

“Serial number 21… Serial number 21…”

Muttering to himself, he nervously searched for a betting target on the projection, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

"Number 21... wins."

Mint let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes becoming even more resolute.

She left the arena in high spirits, skipping and hopping, humming a song. Only when she heard the rustling of the crowd behind her did she turn around curiously.

What are you discussing?

The jailer chuckled, "Of course, he's lamenting the Tea God, sob sob~~~~"

Orange Tea grabbed the jailer's mouth and corrected him, "I'm amazed at how lucky you are, Mint!"

Upon hearing this, Mint whistled cheerfully again.

After being glared at fiercely by everyone, the jailer scratched his head sheepishly.

French Fries leaned closer to Jiang Heyi and muttered something.

"Mint isn't afraid of Renee, but she's still quite nervous about the outcome of the challenge."

Taking a gamble is similar to drawing lots or asking for divination.

Confident Mint hesitated at this moment.

Because of their prominent role in the Anna Rebellion, the group from the border between the real and the virtual worlds were able to gain an audience with Emperor Kurion without any hindrance, simply by showing their faces.

Instead of going to the palace where formal meetings were held, he summoned her to the garden for rest.

Upon learning of the name of the boundary between the real and the virtual, the lion king's guards along the way all turned their heads and whispered among themselves.

"It's them, it really is them. The boundary between reality and illusion, sigh."

"To become a hero of the Fallen Star Siren as an alien."

"Last time they caused quite a stir, and countless nobles were stripped of their titles and punished by His Majesty, both openly and secretly."

"That's why he's a legendary figure. He's got a strong backbone. Those nobles were practically groveling before him, haha."

"Prince Sloan spoke highly of them."

"Not only Prince Sloan, but His Majesty also praised him highly in private."

"But I remember Lord Wick was secretly complaining about it..."

They proceeded directly into the inner palace, where His Majesty was led to the garden for his rest. Only His Majesty's closest guards knew how much His Majesty valued the boundaries between reality and illusion.

In the height of summer, amidst the sweltering heat, in the center of the garden, surrounded by a hundred flowers, Emperor Kurien lay supine on the surface of the water in a pool.

Beneath him was cool flowing water, while facing the blazing sun. The contrasting yet perfectly balanced sensations made him drowsy.

The sound of footsteps in the distance made him slightly open his eyes. Not far away, a mage dressed in black robes slowly got up from a recliner.

At his signal, the guards surrounding the area disappeared into the shadows.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward, wiped Kurien's body with a cloth, and offered him a loose, light black and gold robe.

When the boundary between reality and illusion appeared, Kurien was already radiant, no longer displaying his previous languid demeanor.