T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"This requires gradual growth and evolution; it cannot be achieved overnight."

“I intentionally wanted to test your limits, so I didn’t stop you and even used a slight concealment spell so that only French fries could see the changes in you.”

Jiang Heyi looked back at Herola.

"What is the conclusion of the test?"

"It's only right that the teacher chose you, and that you stood out from the Proof of the Stars," Holora said seriously. "You have a very high potential, but it's a pity you were born into this world."

Holola hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh.

"If you were born in a world where rulers were born, then there is a high probability that you will achieve something in the realm of spiritual magic."

"I believe that even the stern-faced one you met during the critical trial will be unable to resist carefully examining your talent and past, and extending an olive branch to you—even if he is very pessimistic."

They possessed the right talent, but were born into a world where that talent could not be realized.

Jiang Heyi was speechless for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"It's okay, I didn't want to be born in another world either."

He looked at the fries beside him, who was holding a bowl of sweet soup, his eyes filled with worry and heartache, and said with relief.

"Where I was born, how I met French fries, how I met other people on the boundary between reality and virtuality."

"It's fine as it is now. Talent... I don't care about it."

Holola couldn't help but applaud.

Not everyone can take the gains and losses of talent lightly.

Along the way, following her teacher, she witnessed countless outstanding talents.

They debuted at their peak, born favored by the world, possessing enviable talents.

Suddenly, an unexpected loss occurs, and countless people become dejected, losing their former pride and arrogance.

There are countless people whose personalities have drastically changed, and who have fallen into the abyss.

Jiang Heyi didn't even ask if she had any way to help him realize his enviable talent in this world.

He only had eyes for the people around him.

Subconscious actions reveal the true nature of a person.

She couldn't help but hum an unknown tune as she leisurely continued to savor the piping hot fries and sweet soup.

"Being your nanny for a hundred years will probably be a wonderful memory."

"Now we have to store the memories in separate slices for our personality."

Chapter 547 Promise

The Tower World has ended, a new quarter has begun, and the routine after the holidays is back. At the boundary between the virtual and the real world, everyone is getting closer and closer to returning to their original lives.

Having gotten used to living together, the impending separation inevitably brings a sense of reluctance.

The good news is that they don't need to make a choice.

Holora, sipping her popsicle, lazily made the decision for them.

“I think the scenery around this villa is nice, and there aren’t many guests. They are all people who live alone, so they are not usually disturbed.”

"Besides, I've already dug the underground caves, so it'll be easy for me to find you."

"Why don't you take over the houses around here? It'll be easier for me to protect you in the future."

Jiang Heyi really wanted to complain about Holora. Why did she have to covet her own cave instead of staying in her perfectly good house?

It's pointless to force something out of something that doesn't exist.

Holora responded with her hands on her hips, saying matter-of-factly, "But I just can't help it."

Despite the complaints, her plan was flawless and perfectly captured everyone's desire to get together anytime, anywhere, and feast on Potato and Squid's cooking skills until they were full.

"They all agreed?" Holora clapped her hands. "I might as well go talk to a few more people and have them transfer the land ownership to you, so that it will last until you die."

It's easy to guess who Holola will go to.

The squid asked in surprise, "Is this...is this appropriate?"

“What’s inappropriate about it? They’re really looking forward to continuing to hold the Tower-like World competition. Without the competition, there are no rewards,” Holora clicked her tongue. “Our teacher entrusted me with the right to organize the competition.”

Given the precedent of mineral maps, if Holora, this visitor from another world, were to communicate with her on an equal footing, the other party would likely respond with an "yes" without much thought.

"wait for me."

As she spoke, Holola disappeared from the living room with her soda.

His tone was as casual as if he were visiting a neighbor.

Since becoming obsessed with Proof of the Stars, Snow Water Fried Noodles' daytime life has become much more fulfilling—browsing online communities, watching videos, and searching for information related to himself.

The Chinese server community offers a large and satisfying experience, making it an indispensable staple food.

External service communities are like dessert and fruit after a meal; you can skip them, but you can't do without them.

Eat a little of everything for a balanced diet and feel comfortable all day.

"I was the first one to enter the game, and none of you could persuade me to stop. Now you're the one who's addicted to the game, interacting with a bunch of kids and even bullying them."

As he spoke, he shook his head while holding the enamel mug.

Snow Water Fried Noodles scoffed, "What do you mean by bullying a child? This is a game, a competition, and there has to be a winner and a loser. If you're bad, just practice more."

"Well, that's a trendy phrase of yours. I guess you've figured out how to navigate the online community."

"You seem to be having a great chat, want to join in?"

"?"

The third sound in the room made the two men's necks freeze, and they slowly turned their heads.

Holora shook the nearly finished soda and casually sat down on the sofa against the wall in the study.

The two quickly stood up.

"you……"

Holora was very casual: "Sit down. We've met several times already, why are you still so nervous?"

The snow water fried noodles and the enamel mug exchanged a glance, then slowly sat back down.

Compared to the somewhat somber and rigid Candlelight, her superior, Holora, seemed much more approachable and friendly.

But for those who know the truth, communicating with a normal mindset is really difficult.

The power emanating from the candlelight alone was suffocating them; what would Holora, as the one in power, be like?

Since the other party respected their weaker civilization and did not treat them with the arrogance of a superior civilization, they could not be ignorant of their place.

Especially since there are other server rulers in the world who, in a moment of madness, considered focusing their attacks on Candlelight...

When they learned the truth, they were so upset that they wanted to yell at these idiots.

Even if you have the ability to kill the candle flame, so what?

Let's lure the master behind her and play a match-3 game.

It's hard to understand how, when they are all human beings in the same position, their opponents can be so low-class that it's unbearable to look at them, yet they can come up with the idea of ​​pushing billions of lives to their doom in a flash.

Holola knew what they were worried about, and through the candlelight, she also learned about the group of brilliant minds who had come up with ingenious ideas.

However, since it was suppressed by the people of this world before it was even implemented and immediately excluded from the core circle, she couldn't be bothered to care.

To be frank, Holola thinks the average level of the rulers in this world is alright.

While there are many humanoid stars, they far outnumber anthropomorphic beings in the magical world.

“I need a piece of land.” Holora raised her hand and projected a circle around the villa area where they currently resided at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds. “Follow your procedures, this land will belong to these seven people until the last one passes away.”

The two looked at each other.

The enamel mug said, puzzled, "As I mentioned before, we no longer belong to..."

“Retirement, I understand, but since you've experienced the Proof of the Stars so thoroughly, it's more convenient to contact you. Could you pass on a message for me?” Holora waved her hand. “I prefer to communicate with people I know well.”

The enamel mug made a phone call on the spot to inform Holola of her needs.

The person on the other end of the phone was in a flustered state.

After a long silence, Xue Shui Chao Mian finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"What secrets do these seven people hold that are worth all this trouble?"

“I’ve looked at their information and they don’t have anything in common. If I had to say who stands out, it would be that teacher named Zhong Zemo. He teaches in the advanced class at this age and is very popular with the children, which leaves a deep impression on them.”

The enamel mug almost spoke off-key, and he quickly gestured with his eyes for the snow water fried noodles to shut up.

The snow water fried noodles didn't shut up.

He took a deep breath and continued the conversation.

"The rest of the people..."

"Jiang Heyi, as the president, does have a wonderful charm that brings everyone together. I have met such a person before. He may be slightly inferior in other aspects, but his ability to make people willing to believe and get close to him is an essential quality for a team leader."

"Lu Yanfei's execution ability is far less than imagined. She hesitated to take the first step in serializing her novel, writing and deleting on the website, creating one pseudonym after another, until she met Jiang Heyi, when she finally mustered up the courage to secretly start serializing it."

"She gained the determination to stop hesitating because of Jiang Heyi. Her fearless spirit in the game can be touching, but it shouldn't be a quality that the people behind you should aspire to."

"Brother jailer?"

He laughed as he spoke.

Not only that, even Holora, who was resting her chin on her hand listening to the sharp commentary on the snow water fried noodles, smiled.

The room was filled with a subtle atmosphere that made one want to smile.

Just mentioning the name is enough to make people happy.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't making fun of him."

Holora nodded: "I understand what you mean, let's continue."

"The prison guard is an extraordinary person. In the words of today's young people, he is a god."

"He's a very pure person, so pure it's almost abnormal. It makes you wonder how his brain works. I can't understand it, but the kids in the community all like him because...you see, when we mention him, we all want to laugh. That's just the kind of person he is."

"Ju Zicha was born into a relatively poor family, but she has gradually escaped poverty over the years. Her hard-working and simple qualities are still evident in her, which is truly admirable."

"Her luck in the game is astonishing, but in reality... if luck really works, her background shouldn't be so bad. I can only marvel at the wonder of fate."

"The Four Primal Bodies... are unremarkable. Their information is so dry that it is difficult to read. They are ordinary people that you can see everywhere in life. If it weren't for the boundary between reality and illusion pulling them together, they might never have woken up in their posts and would have just spent their lives like that."

"The same goes for her. Her family has a little money, she is proactive, and she knows what she wants and will take the initiative to pursue it. Such a person is unlikely to fall into poverty. She can always make judgments that are in her own best interest."

"I flipped through it again and again, and I was still puzzled."

“They are ordinary, at least in my eyes, but the resources and power you have mobilized far exceed what we can imagine or see.”

"why?"

The enamel mug is in a hurry.

This curiosity clearly crossed the line. How strange! How could someone make such a mistake when making fried noodles with snow water!

Holora stared at the old man with snow water fried noodles, yet one could still glimpse his dignified, bright eyes.

For some reason, a few words popped into her mind.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."

Even as they approach the end of their lives, the elderly still find it hard to resist the allure of the unknown.

"To your world, they are just young people who became famous because of games, but to us, they are indispensable."

"It is my mission to help them live a happy and fulfilling life."

"Since he was born in this country, it's fate."

"To cooperate and make their lives perfect and smooth, I will make the World Championship an eight-year event."

"If they live long enough, you can get enough 'information' from the game until they die."

"This is enough to accelerate the transformation of the world to a certain extent."