T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Not to mention the Chinese server community, there are countless guilds and players who want them to make a quick buck.

Their popularity is frightening!

Seeing the number of replies and bullet comments in his comment section skyrocketing, he felt a chill run down his spine and didn't even have the courage to click to take a look.

No one complains about not having enough money, but the path to the Proof of the Stars has been completely blocked.

As long as the boundary between reality and illusion and his friends remain standing, and as long as anyone mentions it, today's matter will not be forgotten.

Not to mention... can he really still make money peacefully in his comfort zone now?

In a flash of inspiration, he grasped at a straw.

French Fries' parents are getting on in years, so they might be more lenient.

All you need to do is write a short, tearful essay...

Just do it.

But when he tried to send the message, he couldn't find the contact information.

Xiao Xiaofeng suddenly remembered... it seemed that she was the one who had blocked him.

A visible wave of fan loss has already begun.

Chen Shaoyu witnessed the entire dramatic event that took less than half a day to unfold.

By nightfall, Xiao Xiaofeng had lost nearly 10 followers.

These are genuine, active fans. Most of them are people who are willing to contribute data and make purchases for him. This is the kind of base that any streamer would need to carefully maintain.

"Another one," Chen Shaoyu remarked with a smile.

The boundary between reality and virtuality is simply the nemesis of these streamers who become arrogant after gaining fame.

Even the community is listing their crash records; the list of "victims" is simply overflowing with extraordinary individuals.

"Xiaoyu, dinner's ready!"

As soon as Chen Shaoyu came downstairs, he remembered the candlelight.

He turned back to the room, only to find it empty.

I originally thought she might have teleported to another direction, and I planned to go downstairs and say a few words to my mother.

Suddenly, a strange impulse compelled him to look out the window into the distance, almost as if possessed.

Behind Chen Shaoyu's hometown is a forest, and even in winter, some greenery still adds to the desolation.

His heart pounded, an indescribable tension filled the air, making his limbs stiff and numb. The further he walked, the heavier his legs felt, as if they were being warned to stay away from somewhere ahead.

Chen Shaoyu turned around abruptly, but there was no sign of human habitation on the rugged mountain road.

The intense feeling of being spied on made him sweat profusely.

That gaze seemed to be fixed on his back, and no matter how he turned his head, he couldn't keep up with the other person's speed of movement.

Chen Shaoyu gritted his teeth and followed his inner impulse to move forward.

Deep within the withered bamboo forest, a cold wind swept through, causing the withered grass to swirl and fly.

His eyes were fixed blankly on the candlelight not far away, where the person was kneeling with their head bowed, and...

A woman with one hand on the top of her head.

In the woman's other hand, she was clutching a beating heart.

Did the person who wore the ring come looking for you, drawn by the lingering feeling it left behind?

The woman smiled slightly, revealing the familiar ring.

"Are you looking for this, or are you looking for...?"

She pointed to the candle flame where the heart had vanished.

"she?"

As she spoke, the woman gently unscrewed the head of the candle flame as if turning a screw.

Chapter 502 The Envoy from My Hometown

The woman's skin was a deep brownish-brown.

It looked as if it were being scorched by the desert sun, or like a race living deep underground in a fantasy novel, gleaming with a cold, eerie light.

This was the first time Chen Shaoyu had encountered a "person" in real life whose skin color was similar to that of the illustration card.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall at night, and pointed ears peeked out from her hair. This appearance immediately reminded Chen Shaoyu of the race in the game Proof of the Stars—the Elf race.

Faced with a woman's head tightly gripping the candle flame with one hand, he should scream and be afraid; this is a normal human reaction to danger.

Strangely, Chen Shaoyu's fear seemed to be suppressed by another emotion.

He took a deep breath.

"What did you do to her?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Shaoyu had never heard Zhu Huo mention that there were enemies in that distant hometown. The only unexpected thing to worry about was Zhi Feng, who was close to the madman in the Three Domes Land.

"Whoever you are, she comes from a powerful civilization, and your attack will not end well."

“Have you ever considered that your civilization has no right to say these things to us?” the woman smiled. “I may not be able to deal with the people behind the candlelight, but I can deal with you.”

Chen Shaoyu's heart almost stopped beating.

"I'll give you one more chance; choose your words carefully."

Chen Shaoyu paused briefly, then raised his head and looked directly at the dark elf.

"Put the candle down..."

He paused, then added somewhat weakly.

"She can fix it."

The dark elf stared intently at Chen Shaoyu for a while before bursting into laughter.

"You can't even speak harshly without a strong voice, yet you're afraid but still dare to order me around. You're quite an interesting kid."

Although they look to be around the same age, Chen Shaoyu doesn't dare to complain about their age at all.

If the other party is truly a dark elf, they're probably an ancient monster old enough to be his great-grandmother...

The dark elf walked up to Chen Shaoyu, his amber eyes revealing not a trace of hostility, but rather admiration.

"Hand out."

Seeing that he remained unmoved, she spoke again.

"You don't want the candle flame anymore?"

Chen Shaoyu quickly reached out his hand.

Perhaps because the candlelight had been playing the "dismemberment" act in front of him for so long, Chen Shaoyu didn't feel anything was wrong with holding the candlelight's head in his hands.

The dark elf stroked the ring on his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Chen Shaoyu was so frightened that he hugged the head of the candle flame to his chest.

The crisp snap of fingers echoed through the silent bamboo forest.

The silver light on the ring flowed like ripples on water, quietly blending into the night.

The stagnant air was stirred, and a gentle breeze was born from her fingertips.

Like a gentle breath, it instantly transforms into a swirling current of air. The unfurled blades of grass are manipulated by invisible fingertips, rubbing against each other and making a soft rustling sound.

The evening breeze blew through the bamboo groves, swirling up the scattered grass fluff at Chen Shaoyu's feet.

The dry leaves collided with each other, making a rustling sound like whispers, as if the entire bamboo forest was awakening under the dark elf's ring, becoming the harmony of the melody at her fingertips.

"Is this the kind of little trick she uses to bind you? It's quite subtle."

The woman glanced at Chen Shaoyu, who was clutching the candlelight, and a half-smile appeared on her face.

Chen Shaoyu's heart was pounding.

Candlelight once said that even after she descended into this world, communicating with magic was extremely difficult, and she only managed to stabilize herself by relying on the legacy of the primordial fairies.

The ring is part of the inheritance; if we take it back…

The idea was so audacious that just thinking about it made his breathing quicken.

"Lady Holola, please do not harass Chen Shaoyu. He still knows nothing about us."

"Wow!!!"

The sound from his arms startled Chen Shaoyu instantly. The head of the candle was thrown out, rolled several times on the ground, and came to a stop after hitting a bamboo pole.

The dark elf Holora sighed, "I really don't know if you're brave or cowardly."

She urged, "Pick it up! Are you planning to let the candlelight gnaw on the bamboo?"

Chen Shaoyu was completely dizzy, but he still hurriedly picked up the candle.

The candle flame, which had seemed to be asleep, opened its eyes and began to move its mouth.

"Don't be afraid, Lady Holora is here to solve my problem."

"Solve, resolve?"

Like being suddenly woken up from a deep sleep, Chen Shaoyu's muddled mind gradually cleared up.

He stared intently at the beautiful dark elf Holora, trembling with excitement.

That's it!

No wonder the candlelight suddenly took the ring.

Only rings crafted by primordial fairies can connect with the dormant magical side of this world and grant the right to freely use magic.

The candlelight was to welcome the distinguished envoy from their hometown.

"You...you, come from the homeland of candlelight?"

Holola put her hands on her hips, about to nod, when Chen Shaoyu's next words made her immediately tilt her head.

"You're the one who's clinging to the Lord's leg and refusing to give up the head maid..."

"No, no, although we are both Dark Elf species, I am not such a shameful person." Holora quickly waved her hand. "Candlelight, it seems that after your memory was shattered, even the Iron Laws became unstable. You actually told outsiders about this kind of thing."

Chen Shaoyu quickly shut up.

Candlelight immediately apologized: "I am willing to take full responsibility."

Holora pouted: "Let's talk about that later... You've found the Anna Miracle that the Overlord needs, and I've already verified it."

"I will report this message to the Lord soon."

"Given that your physical condition does not allow you to operate the Stars of Proof stably, I have brought a suitable replacement doll with me this time."

"It was made by the Alchemy Puppet Group using the latest available slots; it's stable and reliable."

"After handing over all valid information, you can return."

The candle flame's body draws the heart and head back to their original form, where they slowly heal.

She knelt down on one knee in front of Holora.

"Lady Holola, please allow me to remain here until the Tower World ends."

"This is a contest between me and Zhifeng. We swear an oath in the name of ironclad rules, and set the rules in the name of a game. I must witness the outcome."

Holola sighed.

"Alright, then let's wait another month."

Chen Shaoyu raised his hand tremblingly.

"Can't the competition be stopped? This bet was forced by Zhifeng in the first place. Do you really want to accept the result?"

On the scales of victory and defeat, the future of everyone on the boundary between reality and illusion, as well as the fate of Blue Star, had already been piled up, so he had to muster up the courage to interject.

“Let’s keep going.” Holora stretched. “You’re still behind right now, and I’m curious to see if they can turn the tide in the end.”