CHAPTER 38: GUILD HAPPY
The registration interface glowed on Chen Guo's screen.
GUILD CREATION — 10TH SERVERGuild Name: [________]Guild Tag: [___]Founding Members Required: 5Registration Fee: 10,000 Gold
Chen Guo's hands hovered over the keyboard. She'd been preparing for this moment since the night I told her who I was—the notebook filled with sponsor research, the storage room converted to gaming stations, the quiet accumulation of everything a professional team would need.
"You should do it," I said.
She looked up. "What?"
"Type the name. You've been building toward this longer than any of us."
It's true.
Chen Guo was a Ye Qiu fan before she was a business owner.
She bought this café and named it "Happy" because of a team that doesn't exist yet.
In the source material, she was the one who created the space where Team Happy could form.
She deserves to be the one who makes it real.
Chen Guo's fingers moved to the keyboard. She typed slowly, deliberately, like each letter carried weight:
H-A-P-P-Y
The system accepted the name. No conflicts, no duplicates on the 10th Server. Guild Happy was available.
"Tag?" she asked.
"HY."
She entered it. The registration fee deducted automatically from the guild fund account she'd set up the previous week.
[Guild Registration Complete: Guild Happy (HY) — Founded December 30th. Founding members: 1/5. Guild Leader: Chasing Haze (Chen Guo's account).]
She made herself guild leader.
Not me.
In the source material, Ye Xiu led Guild Happy's in-game operations while Chen Guo handled the business side.
But this is her guild. Her café. Her dream.
If she wants to lead it, I'm not going to argue.
"Now the founding members," she said, her voice slightly unsteady. "We need five to make it official."
The invites went out in sequence.
Tang Rou accepted first—her Soft Mist appeared in the guild roster within seconds of the notification arriving. She'd been waiting.
[Guild Happy — Members: 2/5]Chasing Haze (Guild Leader)Soft Mist (Member)
Steamed Bun accepted thirty seconds later, accompanied by a burst of party chat messages:
[Steamed Bun Invasion: I AM IN THE GUILD! I AM A HAPPY STEAMED BUN! THIS IS THE BEST DAY!]
[Guild Happy — Members: 3/5]
I accepted third. Lord Grim's name appeared in the roster beneath Steamed Bun's, and the guild tag materialized under my character's name for the first time.
[Guild Happy — Members: 4/5]
One more.
Chen Guo pulled up the defender rotation roster—the eight players Tang Rou had assembled during the bounty crisis. Each of them had proven reliable over the past week, showing up for shifts, following protocols, fighting when needed.
"Who?" Chen Guo asked.
I scanned the list. The PRD had profiles on all of them—combat capabilities, communication patterns, reliability metrics. One name stood out: a Cleric player who'd healed through six consecutive PK encounters without losing a single party member.
"Seven Fields. Solid healer, good under pressure, and he's been asking about joining officially since the Blood Gunner fight."
Chen Guo sent the invite.
Seven Fields accepted.
[Guild Registration Finalized: Guild Happy (HY) — 5 founding members. Guild officially active.]
[Server Announcement: New Guild Registered — Guild Happy (HY). Founded by Chasing Haze. Members: 5.]
The announcement was small—barely a footnote compared to the dungeon record notifications that scrolled past regularly. But Chen Guo stared at it like it was the most important thing she'd ever seen.
Her eyes were wet.
She wasn't crying—not exactly—but she wasn't not crying either. The tears sat at the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall but held back by sheer stubbornness.
"It's real," she said quietly.
It is.
Guild Happy exists.
Not as a plan or a hope or a name in a notebook.
As an actual organization on the 10th Server, with members and structure and the beginning of something that could become a team.
"It's a start," I said.
The defender rotation received their invites within the hour.
Eight players who'd been protecting Lord Grim as a job became Guild Happy members as a commitment. The guild roster expanded from five to thirteen, and the chat channel filled with introductions and questions and the chaotic energy of people who'd suddenly become part of something larger than themselves.
Tang Rou handled the organization.
She'd been managing the defenders since the rotation started, and the transition to guild officer came naturally. Within two hours, she'd established rank structures, assigned patrol schedules, and created a protocol document that rivaled anything I could have written.
[Guild Announcement: Officer appointments — Soft Mist (First Officer), Steamed Bun Invasion (Second Officer). All members report to officers for assignments.]
Steamed Bun celebrated his promotion by immediately changing his guild title:
[Guild Title Update: Steamed Bun Invasion — "Steamed Bun Supreme Commander"]
I didn't stop him.
Let him have it.
Titles don't matter as much as performance.
And Steamed Bun's performance has been exactly what the team needs—chaos that disrupts enemy plans and enthusiasm that keeps morale high.
The PRD processed the guild data automatically, generating aggregate statistics:
[PRD Guild Analysis: Guild Happy — 13 members. Average combat rating: 67/100. Average resonance with Lord Grim: 48%. Structural assessment: Early-stage organization with strong leadership core and developing support infrastructure.]
Forty-eight percent average resonance.
Not great.
But the core members—Tang Rou, Steamed Bun, the original defenders—are higher.
The average will rise as the guild develops shared experiences.
That's how teams work.
You don't start with perfect chemistry.
You build it through shared victories and shared failures.
Chen Guo printed a screenshot of the guild roster—all thirteen names listed in the order they joined—and pinned it to the café's bulletin board. The paper hung next to the Help Wanted sign that had been there since she opened the business, a new addition to a wall that had seen better days.
"First roster," she said. "We'll need a bigger board when we hit fifty."
Fifty.
She's already thinking about growth.
About the team this could become.
In the source material, Guild Happy grew from a handful of internet café regulars into a Challenger League contender.
Maybe it can happen faster this time.
Maybe it can happen differently.
The guild chat pinged with a message from Tang Rou:
[Soft Mist (Officer): Patrol schedules are live. All members check your assignments. We have one more day before the transfers arrive.]
One more day.
The Heavenly Domain transfers have been power-leveling since they created their accounts.
By tomorrow, they'll be combat-ready.
And Chen Yehui won't waste the investment.
I pulled up the PRD's transfer tracking data. Three accounts, all created December 28th, all currently Level 12 and climbing. Their leveling pace suggested guild support—someone was feeding them dungeon runs and equipment.
Level 15 by tomorrow.
Maybe 18 if they push hard.
Still underlevel compared to our core members, but with HD-tier mechanical skills.
That's the real threat.
Not their levels.
Their execution.
Day three would be the test. Guild Happy's first real challenge as an organization.
I closed the PRD and looked at the guild roster one more time. Thirteen names. Thirteen people who'd committed to something that didn't exist a month ago.
Ye Xiu built teams through individual brilliance—attracting talent by being the best and letting others orbit around him.
Maybe Steven Grant builds differently.
Maybe this team grows because the members build each other up, not because one person carries everyone else.
The morning light filtered through the café windows. December 30th, the second day of the countdown, was almost over.
Tomorrow, everything would converge.
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