T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

At first, the prison guard's family refused to believe that he had found a girlfriend.

Even after repeated emphasis, Yuan Huanye remained skeptical.

Upon hearing the name "Orange Tea," Yuan Huanye called him home that very evening.

Instead of expecting a reaction of surprise and elation, the jailer was already waiting to see his parents' expressions change.

however……

"You have no sense of propriety when it comes to joking about your own friends, you'd better kneel down!"

"what?"

"Kneel down first!"

The pressure was overwhelming. The jailer wanted to argue, but seeing his father's red face, which looked like he was about to faint, he obediently knelt down.

I've been in similar situations countless times since I was a child, so I'm quite used to it.

"Do you know that doing this will cause the team to fall apart? You've finally built up this group of friends, don't you understand that you're going to cause trouble by saying such things!"

Yuan Huanye was furious, and the jailer could only shrink back in anger after being scolded.

Unlike before when he caused trouble and was scolded until he trembled and sweated profusely, this time the jailer felt a subtle sense of pleasure as he listened to his father's scolding.

This time, he was really furious. Before, he would give them time to "make excuses" and smugly admire what kind of lies they could come up with to fool him.

This is great. They've moved to the boundary between reality and illusion, skipped the stage of sophistry, and fully activated the trial mode.

Most parents are strange, conflicted creatures; they find it hard to express love directly.

I complained a lot when I was a child, but I only realized what those words meant when I grew up.

Seeing the jailer acting like a quail, the older brother Yuan Yuwen pushed open the door and entered, using the excuse of bringing tea to ease the atmosphere, interrupting Yuan Huanye's spellcasting.

This is usually done by my mother.

She didn't come, probably because she felt she had really made a huge mistake by making a joke about her own people.

"May I say a few words?"

Yuan Huanye was breathing heavily, but when he saw Yuan Yuwen offering him the teacup, he swallowed it back.

The jailer stood up on his own, which made Yuan Yuwen anxious, so he quickly gestured with his eyes.

As expected, Yuan Huanye grunted in agreement.

In the past, the jailer would have obediently knelt back down.

This time was different. He proudly raised his head, making no attempt to hide his smug expression.

He took out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

After ringing twice, Orange Tea's voice came from the other end of the phone, interrupting Yuan Huanye's spellcasting once again.

"Orange Tea, now that we're officially a couple, let me treat you to a meal."

"Why bother going out to eat? Isn't the food at Cuttlefish Restaurant delicious?"

"Wow, we have to do something memorable, otherwise, in ten or twenty years, when we look back, it will all seem too mundane... I really went to great lengths to get you to agree."

"What's so difficult about it?" Orange Tea retorted.

So, you're not eating?

"Alright, you choose the location."

After hanging up the phone, in the room, Dad, Mom, and my older brother stared at me with wide eyes, blinking rapidly.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the reaction I wanted to see!"

The jailer was screaming inside, but on the surface, he had to pretend.

He waved his phone, showing Orange Tea's phone number, to show that he wasn't acting to make fun of everyone.

Yuan Huanye's lips trembled.

"Do you have so little faith in me... Do you really think there's absolutely no chance between me and Orange Tea?"

Yuan Huanye really wanted to nod.

When he first heard about this, his reaction was...hehe, I don't believe it.

After a while, he swallowed.

"What? When did this happen?"

"It's been about half a month."

"Why are you only telling us now!"

"We've just started talking, let's get used to each other..." The prison guard tried to keep his lips taut, feigning grievance, "Does it matter whether we say it sooner or later? We'll all just get an unreasonable scolding from you guys anyway."

"I've only just opened my mouth, and Dad, you've already said ten sentences, you're practically calling me a paramecium..."

Yuan Huanye was also embarrassed.

It's no wonder he was agitated; he was genuinely afraid that the jailer would cause some trouble and make the others in the group dislike him.

After finally achieving such great success, my relatives and friends are all looking at me with new respect.

If a scandal suddenly breaks out, they won't care, but the prison guard will be stigmatized in everyone's eyes.

Who wouldn't want the best for their own child?

Yuan Huanye swallowed his pride and couldn't help but ask.

"how did you do it?"

"Well... someone gave me a push, and I bravely confessed my feelings."

The jailer couldn't help but scratch his head. Although some time had passed, his body still turned red and hot, and he felt like he was smoking, every time he recalled the moment of the charge.

Recalling the lewd words she uttered during her confession, she felt an urge to disappear into the ground.

"So, what did you say when you confessed your feelings?"

The jailer shook his head.

I can't exactly tell my dad that he wants to see Orange Tea's feet...

Seeing the jailer's reaction, the three people in the room laughed with relief.

"Okay, so you want to go on a date, right?"

Yuan Huanye searched on the cabinet for a while, found a card, and slipped it over.

"Don't spend your money on the date, spend mine."

"You better behave yourself, don't scare them, understand?"

Oh no, I was already scared when I confessed my feelings...

Chapter 545 Onion Jailer

From childhood to adulthood, the prison guard was a complete and utter poor guy.

His family's wealth had nothing to do with him.

On the way home from school, if I had a craving for something to eat or drink, I had to shamelessly beg my classmates for a bite or a drink.

I finally got into university and escaped my family's control, but my wallet is still empty.

After going through a period of extreme frugality that left him malnourished, he gradually loosened his grip a little.

That's how the prison guard decided he liked playing video games.

When I was a kid, it was a handheld game console. You could just insert a cartridge and enjoy playing it for half a day in an immersive way.

My parents took away the handheld game console that night, but it's okay.

The jailer can first take a tense and exciting sneaky step, tiptoeing to open the door.

At these times, he always found the creaking sound of the door opening particularly jarring.

Even if you get your hands on a handheld console, you can't let your guard down. You can play it secretly under the covers, but you also need to be on guard against your parents suddenly getting up and attacking you.

He still remembers the look his older brother gave him when he woke up, a look that was both helpless and secretly amused.

As they grew a little older, computers became standard equipment.

Turn on your computer, select a game, and even without a penny in your pocket, you can still have a simple and happy day.

Compared to handheld consoles that need to be hidden or put away for play, the prison guard can use the excuse of checking information to make the most of screen switching for a great gaming experience.

This is his earliest understanding of making good use of fragmented time.

Of course, having done that, it was only natural that the prison guard's grades would be mediocre.

Occasionally, when he glimpses someone in a news report who casually earned a high degree while playing games, he always feels that the other person has achieved a life-winning status.

Why can't he do it?

He used to think that people like that were far removed from his life, until he saw Jiang Heyi, and then Moyu.

The former said he went out with his classmates to play online games before the college entrance exam, while the latter cherished his handheld console and played rare items before the exam.

Ironically, neither of them had much effort in getting into their desired schools.

Mo Yu was the most despicable guy. He graduated from school and immediately got a job. Within a few years, he started teaching honors classes and became a well-known celebrity in the school. Of course, his life would have been even more perfect if he hadn't married Du Jingwen.

French fries are also a form of bullying.

He only managed to pull himself out of the intense gaming session a year before the college entrance exam, skipped Jiang Heyi, and resisted the urge to chat in the group chat, thus easily resolving his academic issues.

Comparing people can be infuriating.

"That's because you've never tried. You've always just drifted along, living life as you please," Orange Tea said irritably. "If I worked hard for three years and ended up being surpassed by a lazy guy like you, and we even got into the same school, then I..."

The jailer, licking his ice cream, looked up curiously: "And how are you?"

Orange Tea turned her head away and silently stuck out her tongue, rolling it around in the ice cream: "Then I can only sulk."

The jailer tried hard to suppress his laughter.

The part about orange tea making people feel sullen is quite amusing.

The card Yuan Huanye gave him contained nearly 10 yuan.

Back in his student days, the jailer would probably be drooling.

As for how to use it, of course you can choose your favorite restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and eat to your heart's content.

For games I want to play, I don't need to be meticulous about spending money; I don't need to consider the pity system or luck.

In short, just spend money.

The fact that you need to calculate precisely only means that your wallet isn't strong enough. Is this what happens when you use a cheat software modifier?

If I want to buy something, I'm too lazy to think about the discount of a few dollars or tens of dollars, so I just close my eyes and enter my payment password.

However, now, the prison guard's consumption habits are not so decadent.

Having truly endured hardship in college, he came to understand the value of money.

The rice I bought for 648 yuan can fill several rice containers.

Converted to rice, flour, and cooking oil, they're so heavy that even taking the elevator will leave your arms numb from carrying them.

As for why it's rice...

This deeply ingrained conversion method originated from a mysterious member of the game group.

Every year during the White Album season, the old game group would have a classic gift exchange event. Initially, it was just a casual activity created by everyone while playing with White Album references.

After being successfully held year after year, it has become a fixed ceremony.

At first, the gifts everyone exchanged were mostly items with a strong "otaku" vibe.

Figurines, electronic product accessories, and physical cards.

Of course, some unsavory elements have also been mixed in, such as... tenderness...

Given that the group members know each other well, once they get their hands on this thing, someone will actually write a serious review and tell everyone whether they should buy one to play with.

In this joyful gift exchange, a mysterious group member using the pseudonym "Seal" would casually write down how many kilograms of rice.