T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The blanket opened its mouth, tongue pressed against its teeth: "Look, fresh octopus tentacles~~~~~~"

"..."

Squid facepalm: "The world chat bubble isn't off, the live stream isn't over yet."

"And how could you come up with something like that? Why couldn't I?"

She abruptly turned her head away from the covers.

I noticed that Jiang Heyi's hand was hovering over the character panel not far away, and he had just brought up the world bubble related options.

Even in bed, her face turned as red as a red snapper in that instant.

It's easy to imagine that there will be a lot of discussion about "octopus tentacles" in the community today.

Before Jiang Heyi could close the world chat window, he rushed to bed and logged off early.

"Is it my fault?" Jiang Heyi asked innocently.

French Fries nodded slightly: "Who told you to be so slow? When you're looting in PUBG, you're always taking your time and making yourself a prime target for sniping."

Alright, that's the kind of responsibility a guild leader should have.

The president will take responsibility.

The chairman will carry it.

It's all the chairman's fault.

Upon waking up, everyone's feeling of fullness disappeared, and hunger awakened in the form of rumbling stomachs.

No matter how delicious the feast in my dream last night was, we still live in reality.

Just after finishing breakfast, the prison guard received a call from his father.

"I'm ready, come out for a moment."

This is so sudden. Did their family send them something again?

Despite the chilly weather, the prison guard, dressed in a down jacket, beach shorts, and Crocs, strolled casually outside the residential area.

For some reason, Dad didn't plan to go inside this time; he just drove the car to the entrance.

The prison guard casually opened the car door, and as soon as he got in, he couldn't help but rub his hands together and then turned up the air conditioning temperature slightly.

Yuan Huanye glanced at his son's messy hair but didn't say anything.

"Something came up at home, do I need to go back for a family gathering today?" the prison guard asked hastily. "Please cancel it for me, I'm very busy."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Huanye's lips curled into a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

"Shucheng, I have a question for you."

"what?"

Once the prison guard got on the vehicle, he didn't stop. He opened a hidden compartment, took out some chewing gum, and started chewing.

"【Jailer Appraisal Expert】Why did you choose this game name? A relative asked me, can you tell me again, and I'll go back and tell them."

The jailer was oblivious to the fact that his father's smile was far more "enthusiastic" than usual today.

He used the same excuse he used when he first met someone in person, where he helped them out by staying in bed.

Yuan Huanye smiled and nodded gently.

"Oh, I see. It's the nickname of your favorite game character."

He changed the subject.

"Could you explain again what 'ornamental grade' and 'food grade' mean?"

The chewing gum was surprisingly sticky, and the jailer's ever-present mouth finally stopped using it.

The car's air conditioning provided heating comparable to an electric heater, making the prison guard sweat profusely and almost smoke.

He glanced at her furtively.

Dad's expression was hard to read; it was hard to tell if it was anger, disdain, or confusion, or perhaps all of the three.

"you you……"

Yuan Huanye spoke again: "I was told by enthusiastic netizens that the video clips from last night were very interesting, and I watched the part about you."

The jailer was sweating even more.

"It was just... a joke..."

"The picture you posted in your own chat group..."

Before he could finish speaking, the prison guard jumped up like a startled rabbit, his head making intimate contact with the roof of the car, letting out a "whoop" as he covered his head and cowered.

Yuan Huanye sighed: "I know that young people are different from us, with unique hobbies, and in that aspect they are also very...unique."

“I don’t understand, but I can only accept your private life. You’re all grown up now, and I can’t control you.”

"But... as someone who's been through it all, I'll just say one thing."

The jailer, clutching his head, sat upright and said, "Please enlighten me, Father!"

The word "father" made Yuan Huanye's lips twitch.

Netizens say that "prison guard brother" is abstract, and he still cannot realize the deeper meaning behind the term.

But now, he understands a little.

Yuan Huanye spoke earnestly, gently patting his son's shoulder.

"Finding a girlfriend and having a relationship can solve a lot of problems."

At the same time, the person in bed inside the villa received a phone call from home.

Unlike Yuan Huanye, who didn't have gaming qualifications, Beiwo's father was a true StarCraft player, and his level was quite high and he wasn't bad at the game.

It's at least much more watchable than the extremely poor gaming skills of French Fries Parents.

The call began with a term related to aquatic products.

"Octopus tentacles, right?"

Chapter 438 Static Beauty

Without any sudden storm, Cuttlefish received an invitation over the phone.

"Want to come here for Chinese New Year?"

Far from what he had imagined, he nodded hastily to the bed without much hesitation.

Jiang Heyi's gaze drifted to the calendar not far away.

There are almost two weeks left until the new year.

As a group of roommates, our daily lives basically revolve around gaming.

Aside from sunrise and sunset, and the numbers that inadvertently appear in the corner of a computer desktop, it's hard to become sensitive to time.

There are already few people living in the villa area, and even as the New Year approaches, there are still very few residents.

Come to think of it, who would want to come to this deserted place alone to stage a family reunion during the Lunar New Year?

When everyone was present, Jiang Heyi brought up the topic.

Orange Tea hurriedly said, "How did Potato know that I sent New Year's goods to everyone's homes? I was planning to give you a surprise and hide it from you."

The Tea Master remains as simple as ever.

"I do not know."

"what?"

Everyone stared blankly at the orange tea, which Jiang Heyi had tricked into giving them a little holiday surprise with just a casual remark.

The "octopus tentacles" in the quilt made a clicking sound and spoke very quickly.

"Anyway, it's no longer a surprise. Tell me, what's in it?"

"It's just agricultural products... fruits that everyone can put in their fruit platters."

The form of the gift remains unchanged, but the Tea Master wins with a touch of surprise and mystery.

Jiang Heyi wondered, "Could it be my fault again, that I tricked the Tea God into revealing his plan?"

The jailer didn't care about any of that. He clapped his hands happily and said, "I get it! Tangerines~~~ I'm going to eat them like crazy when I get back!"

At that moment, he felt a sense of joy at escaping death and was very enthusiastic about the event.

As someone with niche and perverse hobbies, the game name has always been a noose around my neck.

The days of living in constant fear of the younger generation in the family being exposed are over, but the price is...

My dad always spoke to him with great earnestness.

The result was much better than he had imagined.

The prison guard always felt that if the matter were exposed, he would inevitably be scolded, but in the end, all he got was a sentence like, "You've grown up, I can't control you anymore."

When will you be able to behave a little?

When will you grow up and become sensible?

Since high school, this has been the phrase his family has said to him most often.

In my memory, this is him

When the prison guard bragged about this, Fries just shrugged.

"How can you be so silly and happy?"

The jailer whistled and chugged his sugar-free cola: "The sword of Damocles is gone, my perversion has my parents' tacit approval, and I don't have to worry about their reaction anymore. Why can't I be happy?"

“You’ll realize your mistake when they arrange blind dates for you,” the Primal Body suddenly said.

The jailer shrank back, his smugness gone.

"How did the topic jump to this point? Is there any connection?"

Jiang Heyi sighed: "You don't think that asking you to find a girlfriend is a joke, do you?"

French Fries chimed in, "In Dad's eyes, you're already a patient."

"What do you mean?"

French Fries said, "I'm not interested in anything else about girls, except their feet."

"When other men and women are having normal conversations, your first reaction is to go and check out the other person's jailer and comment on him."

"He's always muttering things like 'prison guard,' 'ornamental,' and 'food grade,' and he practices them consistently both in and out of the game. He even spends a lot of money on commissioned works, stuffing them into his computer hard drive like a hoarder, like a cyber dragon."

“He acknowledges that you’ve grown up, but he also feels that you’re a patient who needs treatment. Based on my experience dealing with your uncle, his decisiveness should make you feel pain around the Lunar New Year.”

After being tortured, the jailer covered his head with his hands.

He's turned his life around and is shining brightly. This year, he wants to make a name for himself in the family and show off his power.

After listening to everyone's analysis, he suddenly felt afraid of the main stage where his family members gathered, a stage where he could show off.

Jiang Heyi was not surprised by the prison guard's reaction.

Despite appearing extremely unreliable, abstract, and outrageous, he is very serious when it comes to important life decisions.

Even though the blind date arranged last time was just a formality, the prison guard still went through the motions like a normal person, without resorting to the abstract thinking of someone surfing the internet, and he showed respect.

"I don't care, I'll just go home for five days, go through the procedures, and then come here to report for duty!"

Most of the people remaining at the boundary between the virtual and the real world are around this time.

The baby in bed is scheduled to meet the parents.

Jiang Heyi and the fries had already told each other that they would go back and have New Year's Eve dinner together.

Everyone's schedule is basically the same.

During the daytime of the Lunar New Year, people would visit relatives and friends to exchange New Year's greetings. But at night, they would still be fighting in the game.

"Reborn as I save the world in Proof of the Stars, I can't even rest during the New Year." Squid laughed, "Can Candlelight give us some more overtime pay? We're fighting against the crazy, unpredictable Windweaver."

After discussing the timing of everyone returning to their respective homes for the Chinese New Year, the process, which should have smoothly transitioned to information gathering, was interrupted by the prison guard's strange shout.