Go and eliminate the fifth-floor guardian.

Before shouting from beneath the covers, Original-Flavor French Fries had already lost her patience.

The Berserker exclusive skill, [Bloodthirsty Frenzy], was activated.

With a single slash that shattered a Dream Sovereign member into snowflake-like white specks of light, an ecstatic Original-Flavor French Fries immediately spun around and shouted, "Potato, you are not allowed to steal my kills!"

Ah, this...

Empowered by the blessing of striding like the wind—Orange Tea’s [Wind Spirit Prayer]—Original-Flavor French Fries was practically flying right above the ground with two wind spirits accompanying her.

The Dream Sovereign players could only watch as a blur flashed before their eyes; before the weapons they raised could even descend, they had already been reduced to spiritual forms by Original-Flavor French Fries, who had plunged straight into the crowd.

No flashy skills were needed, just simple basic attacks and ultimate output.

"Use area-of-effect skills!" Night Sovereign, the vice president of Dream Sovereign, panicked.

"But if we do that, our own people will also..."

"I told you to use them first!"

Several mages raised their staves and began channeling their spells.

"Hey, punk, have you eaten yet?"

Seeing a Dark Elf suddenly materialize right in front of them, the Dream Sovereign mages felt their souls leave their bodies.

Wasn't she supposed to be locked in combat with the guild's martial artists?

Cover-Sleeper grinned wildly. "If you haven't eaten, then taste my sword!"

Caught at the crucial moment of channeling with no time to dodge, the mage was slain with a single throat-clearing slash from Cover-Sleeper. Unsatiated, she delivered a flying kick, sending the unfallen corpse flying straight into another group of Divine Archers who were preparing to ambush Original-Flavor French Fries.

What brilliant footwork, what immense strength.

Interrupted by Cover-Sleeper, only a single mage managed to successfully cast their spell.

Sparks flickered beneath the boots of Original-Flavor French Fries as wisps of white smoke rose from the solid ground, and scorching flames erupted, instantly swallowing her whole.

"Damn it, Big Sis, please don't die!" Cover-Sleeper panicked, calling out to Jiang Heyi and the others. "Why are you guys just standing there watching?!"

Indeed. Why do you suppose that was?

A crimson shroud of blood mist permeated the space around Original-Flavor French Fries.

Jiang Heyi muttered, "Looks like she just got stained with her least favorite ketchup."

A bolt of red lightning plunged straight into the center of the Dream Sovereign formation, and Vice President Night Sovereign was cleaved cleanly in half by Original-Flavor French Fries before he could even react.

Blood-colored blade flashes flickered endlessly, spitting out invisible shockwaves of genuine Qi that tore through the surrounding players' armor.

As the kill count rose, the blood-colored particle effects coating Original-Flavor French Fries grew increasingly dense, making her figure almost indiscernible.

Corpses littered the ground; spiritual forms were scattered everywhere.

Single-handedly, Original-Flavor French Fries had brutally slaughtered nearly thirty people.

"Make sure to clip this footage and post it tomorrow," Zhong Zemo reminded.

Panting heavily, Original-Flavor French Fries interrupted, "I'll do it myself."

Cover-Sleeper stood there dumbfounded, and upon hearing the conversation from the Reality-Fiction Boundary, she hastily offered the [Despoiler's Secret Key] she had just picked up with both hands—thankfully, she hadn't instinctively stashed it away in her inventory.

A brilliant ray of starlight plummeted from above, infusing directly into a spiritual form.

Night Sovereign had extravagantly chosen to utilize the free in-place resurrection chance gifted to players at the start of the game.

That was a precious goodie that vanished the moment it was used.

"Reality-Fiction Boundary, how about we talk this over?"

Jiang Heyi asked, "Talk about what?"

"We can offer you a satisfactory price, just don't release the recording..."

A crimson flash flickered across the screen, and Original-Flavor French Fries sliced Night Sovereign in half once more.

That was the answer from the Reality-Fiction Boundary.

Carrying the words he hadn't finished speaking, Night Sovereign reverted to his spiritual form and dissipated into nothingness.

"You're amazing, Big Sis! You're so cool!" Looking at the six members of the Reality-Fiction Boundary, stars were practically gleaming in Cover-Sleeper's eyes.

Jiang Heyi was puzzled. "What's the deal with you anyway? How did you end up invading us alongside the Dream Sovereign people?"

Cover-Sleeper displayed the [Despoiler's Secret Key] in her inventory. "I was invading them too."

The group stared in blank astonishment. So that was how it was.

While Cover-Sleeper was invading the Dream Sovereign's world bubble, the Dream Sovereign was simultaneously invading the Reality-Fiction Boundary, ultimately creating the bizarre spectacle of a triple collision.

"You must have known that the Dream Sovereign members always operate in tight packs, right?" Zhong Zemo asked.

Cover-Sleeper nodded vigorously, her high-tied black ponytail bouncing incessantly.

"You knew, and you still invaded?" Original-Flavor French Fries asked, somewhat incredulously.

The price of a failed invasion was quite steep; the sin curse currently floating above her head would either dissipate naturally over time or require a visit to the Dawn Monastery in Anna to ask the nuns to help dispel it.

Resigned, Cover-Sleeper explained why she had done it.

She was a solo wolf player who had operated entirely on her own since entering the game, with her active territory centered around the Silent Forest outside Wind-Pod City.

Because she played completely single-player, her world bubble rarely overlapped with anyone else's—until she accepted a commission from an NPC in Wind-Pod City that required her to explore a contested zone.

And that exact location happened to be where the Dream Sovereign liked to camp and harass people for toll fees.

Cover-Sleeper had witnessed a player being cornered by the Dream Sovereign for protection money; her temper flared, and she decisively waded in and hacked the extortionists to pieces.

However, she was immediately swarmed in retaliation. During the skirmish, the Dream Sovereign intentionally prolonged the fight, using splash-type magic to steadily wear down the durability of her equipment.

By the time Cover-Sleeper realized their intent, she thought she still had a chance to escape, only to realize she had already consumed every single potion in her inventory...

Her character died, her gear broke, her potions were exhausted, and the player she had tried to rescue didn't even show any gratitude...

Bankrupt and furious, Cover-Sleeper stewed in her anger for a few days before purchasing a [Despoiler's Secret Key] from another player.

Because the Despoiler's Secret Key possessed a binding-upon-acquisition property, Cover-Sleeper had to hunt down and kill the player holding the key to loot it—which also meant the key's price was exorbitant.

"And even after all that, you still managed to scrape together enough money to teleport here..." Jiang Heyi muttered in admiration. "You really have a relentless bloodlust."

"Anyway, as long as I can scrape together the money, I'm going to invade them every chance I get. I'll kill as many as I can!" Cover-Sleeper clenched her fist.

The Dream Sovereign probably never expected to encounter someone holding such a grudge, willing to forego actually playing the game just to completely annihilate them.

Original-Flavor French Fries was also amused. "So, what are you planning to do now?"

Faced with that question, Cover-Sleeper wore a blank expression.

Oh yeah. What *was* she supposed to do now?

The Dream Sovereign members had been slaughtered down to the last man, leaving them all in a weakened state; it would probably take them a while to gather enough funds for the teleportation temple again.

She couldn't possibly just sit here squatting like she was waiting for mob respawns, could she?

"Big Sings, take me with you! I'll do anything!"

Cover-Sleeper dropped to her knees in a sliding kneel and grabbed the hand of Original-Flavor French Fries.

Wait a second... Jiang Heyi felt a sudden sense of déjà vu regarding this exact scene.

The DNA of Jailer-Brother had been activated.

"You'll do *anything*? Just what kind of mental preparedness led you to say something like that?"

Cover-Sleeper’s eyes lit up as she hurriedly whipped her head around to look at Jailer-Brother.

Zhong Zemo couldn't hold back his laughter. This scenario was equivalent to an *Evangelion* nerd dropping some deeply esoteric meme, only to suddenly discover the person across from them understood the reference and replied with, "Holy shit, you're a fellow comrade too!"

What kind of cyber secret handshake was this?

"Just let me tag along on dungeons, Big Sings, so I can earn back some travel money. I still want to keep camping out to thoroughly slaughter the Dream Sovereign guys. Consider it like hiring a hitman."

Jiang Heyi’s private message chimed.

Original-Flavor French Fries: "A lone wolf with a complicated background, but she speaks our language. She meets our standards."

That was true. Her technical skills were quite impressive as well; her positional control just now had been breathtaking.

Identical private messages had also been sent to the others, quickly converging back to Jiang Heyi.

Meanwhile, Jailer-Brother and Cover-Sleeper were still trading secret codes.

"White Horse."

"Guaranteed to make him walk into a trap from which he won't return!"

"Lalah could have been a woman who acted as a mother to me."

"Commander Char, lead us in dropping Axis once more!"

Jailer-Brother nodded with a deeply satisfied expression, just as he was about to ramp up the difficulty and delve into something even more abstract, Jiang Heyi interrupted him.

"Regarding [Sealing Cover-Sleeper Who Has Yet to Return], taking you along on dungeons naturally won't work out just like that."

Cover-Sleeper sighed in resignation.

"But if you join our guild and pitch in with us, well, that's not entirely out of the question."

Cover-Sleeper blinked her eyes. After a long moment, she let out an enthusiastic cry.

"Are you serious? For real?"

"We're fighting guild wars and we're short on literal coolies," Zhong Zemo self-deprecatingly remarked. "Our pathetic little guild can't even fill out a roster."

The monumental good news had completely bowled Cover-Sleeper over; in a dizzy daze, she clicked confirm on the guild invitation sent by Jiang Heyi.

"How could you possibly fail to fill a roster? The moment you guys put out a public notice, countless applications would instantly flood the application list."

"I believe that part, but who told you to bump into us first? You have to admit, it's a rather wonderful twist of fate," Jiang Heyi bantered. "Two days later, and we might have actually resorted to the methods you were talking about."

[Sealing Cover-Sleeper Who Has Yet to Return], Martial Artist, Level 4—currently the lowest-level member in the Reality-Fiction Boundary.

Considering she dared to ride right into the faces of the Dream Sovereign members at this level, her skill was matched only by her immense audacity.

Cover-Sleeper’s sin status needed to be cleared, so Jiang Heyi handed her a few purple-tier materials, instructing her to return to the monastery in Wind-Pod City and commission the nuns to resolve it.

Upon her return, Cover-Sleeper went around greeting everyone individually, addressing everyone as "Big Sis" or "Big Bro" and self-identifying as a clinging attachment to their thighs.

Noticing that Four-Elements remained relatively quiet, Cover-Sleeper took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Big Bro Four-Elements, I checked the community forums—you joined the guild not too long ago. Were you dragged in just like me?"

Four-Elements chuckled. "I'm no big shot, I'm actually really trashy at the game."

"How can that be? I distinctly heard you're the only solo wolf in the guild, operating exclusively outside Wind-Pod City and solo-farming monsters entirely on your own."

"Pushing forward a completely separate regional questline for the guild all by yourself, managing to independently complete all high-difficulty conquest commissions..." Cover-Sleeper's face was plastered with admiration. "You must be the ultimate big shot among big shots."

Her words left Four-Elements feeling rather awkward.

If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to play completely single-player either, but what could a corporate drone grinding away until late at night before finally logging on possibly do?

Was this really the profound, unfathomable master image he projected in the eyes of other players?

Gazing at the undisguised admiration in Cover-Sleeper's eyes, Four-Elements felt an inexplicable surge of guilt.

Let's just hope this kid doesn't suffer total disillusionment in a moment...

Jiang Heyi sent a private message to Original-Flavor French Fries: "You've essentially found a worthy match for Jailer-Brother. Cover-Sleeper is quite the social butterfly; she sure loves to chat."

"Isn't that great?" Original-Flavor French Fries replied. "That way the guild chat will never be dead silent. The two of them can ramble back and forth all day long, it'll liven things up."

"So, what exactly are we heading out to fight now?" Cover-Sleeper asked eagerly. "I guarantee I'll secure the firing lines for you big shots!"

"The fifth floor of the Crystalline Underground Shrine," Jiang Heyi introduced, simultaneously trading a set of green-tier Crystalline gear pooled together by the group over to Cover-Sleeper.

"Whoa, thanks Big Sings... I haven't even done anything yet, why are you already feeding me gear? Should I perform some sort of talent show or something?"

This Cover-Sleeper character genuinely possessed a natural talent for comedy.

"Here, use the weapon I just phased out."

Accepting the long saber handed over by Original-Flavor French Fries, Cover-Sleeper immediately declared, "I promise to secure Sister French Fries's firing lines properly."

"How about you do me a favor and take down the fifth-floor floor guardian while you're at it?"

Cover-Sleeper: "?"