This Game Is Too Realistic

The dark, damp and cold cell was surrounded by cement walls without windows on three sides, and only one side was a fence wall with a viewing window and an iron door.

A man in prison uniform sat on an iron chair in the center of the cell, with a bright incandescent light hanging above his head.

The room was filled with a mixed smell of metal and rubber, making the cement gray walls look even more depressing, gloomy and cold.

This is the interrogation room of Prison No. 11 in Avent City. The war criminals of the Southern Legion and Tyr's servants were interrogated just a week ago.

The prisoners sitting in the room on trial at this moment are the disciples of the Enlightenment Society.

Two Weiland prison guards were sitting at the desk outside the interrogation room.

Not understanding the situation, they thought this guy was just an ordinary thief. One of them, the big guy with a bad face, stared at him with eyes like bells and yelled loudly.

"Honestly! Name! Age! Organization! And that... Where did you hide the academy's scientific research ship!" He flipped through the files to figure out what this guy was guilty of, but for this scientific research I was confused again about what the boat was.

Research ship?

There is a sea in the city of Avente. How did this thing get lost here? !

A very real problem is that not all Weirant people know the situation of the academy well.

In fact, the vast majority of people in Willant have only a "swamp slug" impression of the college, and their little understanding depends on a few words in the "Southern Legion Victory Report".

It’s hard to say how many truths there are in that kind of thing.

Facing the aggressive interrogation, Flynn closed his eyes and said nothing. He had an expression of openness and did not intend to say a word.

From the moment he was caught, he was no different from a dead person.

I'm afraid there is only one regret, and that is that I didn't die.

But this is actually not a big deal.

He had been prepared to sacrifice for his ideals a long time ago, and he had long thought that such a day might come to him in the future.

At this point, no matter what dirty tricks the prison guards used, don't even think of asking even a single word out of his mouth!

The prisoners who had been sitting here before were all looking ashen and dejected. The big prison guard sitting outside the bars had his head pricked for the first time when he saw such uncooperative behavior.

Seeing that this guy was silent for a long time, he suddenly became furious, slapped the table and stood up.

"Don't speak? I think your skin is itchy!"

Seeing him taking out the key and about to go in to repair this guy, the prison guard with a slightly older look on his side quickly stretched out his hand to stop this guy.

Seeing his old colleague blocking him, the big prison guard stared and said.

"Don't stop me! It's useless for anyone to come today! I have to teach him a lesson!"

The prison guard persuaded him earnestly.

"Calm down! Don't be impulsive! The Alliance has said that we just need to take good care of people. If you can ask questions, just ask them. If you can't ask questions, don't rush to resort to means. They will figure out a way for themselves."

"Mom! I can't bear it anymore!"

"Listen to me, forget it..."

"..."

Listening to the singing and dialogue, Flynn, sitting in the cell, was not afraid at all, but even wanted to laugh a little.

That's it?

It seems that the alliance is nothing more than that.

These people still can't let go of the reserve of civilized people.

In this way, Flynn got through the first round of interrogation without much effort, and the ease of it all even made him look down on the alliance's methods.

I don't know how much time passed, but just when he was so bored that he was about to fall asleep, there was another rustling sound and footsteps outside the fence door.

It seems like it was just an appetizer.

The interrogator of the Manifest Alliance did not intend to let him go simply. He would have to deal with two or three more rounds today if he could not save everything.

Flynn's eyelids twitched slightly while he was recharging his energy, but his expression soon returned to his normal expression, and he sat there with his eyes closed leisurely.

Just when he was preparing for the soldiers to cover up the water and earth, Fang Chang, who was standing on the other side of the iron fence, looked up and down at this indifferent man.

"Did he stand?"

Facing Fang Chang's inquiry, the prison guard standing aside looked a little embarrassed and handed over the blank record in his hand.

"No...you said you should look at people without resorting to tactics, so we didn't resort to resorting to tactics. We just asked casually, but this guy didn't appreciate it and didn't answer a word."

Fang Chang nodded, without saying anything else, and motioned to the prison guard to take his wallet and pen. Then he walked to the visiting window, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I am a resident of Vault No. 404. My name is Lai Ri Fang Chang. I heard that you are also a resident of Vault No. 404?"

Hearing the word shelter, Flynn had a slight reaction. He opened half of his eyes and glanced at the man on the other side of the bars.

But it was just a glance.

Fang Chang raised his eyebrows.

"So you're not a shelter?"

Flynn sneered and said in a neutral tone.

"No. 68, Flynn... Even if I tell you, it doesn't make any sense. Our shelter has long since ceased to exist."

"No. 68, Flynn."

Fang Chang nodded, glanced at the dumbfounded prison guard next to him, and motioned for him to write it down. Then he looked at the man sitting behind the bars and continued with a gentle tone.

"...We do not have any relevant records in our database, but it is not too late to create files from now on. There are many such shelter residents in the Alliance. They live a good life and are very harmonious with other wastelanders."

Flynn curled his lips in disinterest.

"If you're going to convince me this way, just save it."

"I don't mean to convince you, because there is no need for that. We will know what we want to know soon," Fang Chang looked at Flynn with a look of disdain, smiled faintly, and continued as if nothing had happened, "By the way, do you know where this is?"

Flynn didn't answer.

Or maybe I'm too lazy to answer.

Fang Chang ignored him and asked himself.

"This is Prison No. 11 in the city of Avente. The war criminals of the Southern Army are being tried here. You are no better than them, and the organization behind you is the same. If we can defeat the Southern Army and Tire, we can defeat you." …And I can tell you responsibly, it’s as easy as squeezing an ant to death.”

Flynn sneered.

"You talk too much nonsense."

"I heard from my comrades that you talk a lot of nonsense, so why are you sitting here with nothing to say?" Fang Chang looked at Flynn and smiled, then looked at his watch and continued in a chatty tone, "The time is coming, I just want to chat casually, don't take it too seriously."

Not letting his guard down because of these words, Flynn grinned slightly.

"Give up, I won't tell you a word."

The voice was very soft.

Just like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

Looking at this guy who was so tough on the verge of death, Fang Chang suddenly smiled.

"Okay, I understand."

After that, he took one last look at the time, stood up, turned his gaze to the side of the prison guard, who had not taken any notes, and gave concise instructions.

"Move him to room 101."

This guy was originally an important member of the academy.

In this case, let the people of the college review it.

That Jiang Xuezhou should be ready.

The prison guard stood up straight, holding his fist close to his chest with a serious expression.

"yes!"

Fang Chang waved his hand, and then strolled out of the door.

As the order was given, three burly prison guards opened the iron door and walked in.

The leading prison guard looked at his face with a ferocious smile and clenched his fists loudly - this person was the one who had threatened to give him some sex before.

Flynn was not at all panicked.

However, looking at the figure disappearing at the door, he still couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.

What is that guy planning?

Why is he so sure that he can pry his head open?

The three prison guards walked into the cell and did not give Flynn time to think about the problem.

Two of them stood guard next to him, one on the left and the other on the left. The leader used a key to open his shackles and handcuffs.

At the same time as he was untying his restraints, two prison guards standing nearby held down his arms and pushed him out of the door.

In fact, these actions are completely redundant.

In order to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, these people had already injected him with muscle relaxants. Now he is not much stronger than a baby.

Flynn sneered in his heart and allowed the three prison guards to drag him away from the dark room to the so-called Room 101.

To his surprise, room 101 was not designed as an interrogation room, but rather resembled a server room.

Rows of light green chassis are located in the corner, and pipes of different thicknesses are tangled together, like randomly tangled balls of thread.

There was only one chair, the "dental operating table" located in the center of the room, and his intuition told him that the chair that exuded an ominous aura was his seat.

What do these guys want to do?

Flynn couldn't help but feel a hint of panic in his heart. The look in his pupils was no longer as calm as before, and he even struggled a few times helplessly.

The prison guard who was holding him did not coddle him, but directly pressed him on the chair, and then locked the shackles that fixed his hands and feet.

"Aren't you quite capable? I hope you don't pee your pants for a while," the big prison guard smiled grimly at Flynn and reached out to pat the face.

He actually didn't know what method the college was planning to use. He only knew that he was a C-level researcher at the college.

I think this level should be pretty awesome, right?

perhaps.

Flynn stared intently at the back of the big prison guard. It wasn't until all the guards left the room that he began to pay attention to the condition of the room.

The man named "It's a Long Day to Come" is not here. Instead, there is a man and woman who look somewhat familiar——

Flynn's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly recognized the two men standing here. They were the men and women who had sneaked up on him in the sewers before!

Seeing the guy staring at him, Ye Shi smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Flynn, right? We meet again."

Flynn stared at him gloomily, then glanced at the woman next to him who was tinkering with bottles and syringes, and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat.

"What kind of tricks are you doing..."

Veritaserum?

Hallucinogens?

Haha, those psychotropic drugs are of no use to him at all.

"You mean this?"

Ye Shi followed his gaze and saw him staring straight at the computer case next to him. Then he smiled and said, "This, in your terms, it should be called a memory retrieval device."

The expression on Flynn's face froze slightly, but it was only for a moment.

"Memory retrieval device? Stop lying...how could you have that kind of thing?"

Seeing Flynn pretending to be calm, Ye Shi said with a smile.

"No, Dawn City actually has one, but it's just not here."

Flynn sneered and felt a little relieved.

Although I don’t know where the Alliance got that thing from, fortunately there is a big desert across here, so it’s not that easy to get it.

And just when he was thinking this, a cold voice suddenly floated into his ears, making his heart that had just been put down rise to his throat again.

"There really isn't that kind of evil thing here, but if you have to use it, it wouldn't be difficult for me to get one on the spot."

After completing preparations, Jiang Xuezhou turned around and looked at the man lying on the dental operating table expressionlessly, and handed the syringe with the medicine to Ye Shi.

After understanding this, he held the needle between his two fingers and strode toward the operating table.

Fear appeared on Flynn's face, and he instinctively shrank back, but he was tied tightly and had nowhere to escape!

Although his intuition told him that "making one on the spot" was sheer nonsense, the confident look on the face of the guy walking towards him made it impossible for him to find any flaws.

Looking at the man who was pressing forward step by step and the expressionless woman not far away, Flynn roared loudly as if to convince himself.

"You're bluffing! Do you think memory retrieval technology is some crappy thing? It's the result of our more than ten years of sociological experience—"

"More than ten years of accumulation?" Jiang Xuezhou looked at him with cold eyes, as if looking at a twisted insect, "Fully immersive virtual reality technology is nothing more than inducing people's subconscious through continuous input of nerve signals. Just digging into the deep memories stored in the brain. Is that all you have spent decades doing?"

If you want to ask why it is so clear, of course it is because she has felt it before.

Flynn looked at Jiang Xuezhou in fear, looking at the needle approaching next to his arm, his Adam's apple moved, but he couldn't say a word.

He didn't know the origin of the memory retrieval technology. He only heard that it could squeeze out all the secrets in the brain like a sugar cane juice machine.

Since most people who have experienced that system have become dementia, it will also be used within the organization as a method of punishment and deterrence.

He has not violated organizational disciplines, and has never betrayed the organization. Naturally, he cannot have the opportunity to try that kind of thing...

It is precisely because of this that he doesn't know how to fight against this kind of thing!

Jiang Xuezhou looked at him indifferently and continued in a cold voice.

"...Do you think that is some kind of brilliant technology? We didn't build it just because we didn't want some smart guy who thinks he's awesome to use it to pry open our brains one day in the future. And then use it on ourselves.”

"But you are an exception, because you are such smart fools, and I don't feel any guilt at all for using this technology on you."

"I will never forget the love you did to me, and now I want to give it back to you..."

"Experience it for yourself."

After saying that, she looked at Ye Shi - the person who once pulled her out of the nightmare.

Seeing that the plot was over, Ye Shi didn't talk nonsense. Without saying a word, he gave Flynn a shot in his arm, and then smiled and patted the frightened man on the shoulder.

"I wish you luck, just treat it like a nightmare."

Remember Jiang Xuezhou’s dream where it looked like there was a lot of snow?

There are also some different species like hyenas.

Although I don't know what's scary about snow and a few hyenas, since she swore that this device can squeeze all the thoughts out of people's heads, let's just believe her.

Ye Shi still believed in Jiang Xuezhou's true nature.

Flynn was about to say something, but before he could utter a single syllable, a huge gravitational force enveloped his whole body, forcefully pulling his increasingly heavy consciousness out of his body.

It felt like an out-of-body experience!

However, when the soul leaves the body, it is not only his five senses that are sealed, but also his memory!

He even forgot his own name!

After being pulled out of the body, his consciousness floated in the air for a while, and was soon sucked into a bottomless black hole, and then fell into an endless scarlet hole!

He seemed to live in his heart, and he seemed to be standing in the center of the earth!

Then, I don't know how long it took, a pinprick-like itching suddenly crawled all over his body, and not long after, the itching feeling turned into a severe pain of being roasted on a flame!

"ah--"

Unable to bear the severe pain, Flynn wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a single sound. He could only wail silently in the void without time and space.

Boundless fear filled his soul!

And under the infinite number of overclocking iterations, the things he fears and the fear itself begin to materialize, and become more and more specific!

All the cells in the body seem to be burning...

It's like falling into lava!

Soon the boiling magma turned into something else. He tried to see clearly what was surrounding him, and the hot existence soon became his greatest fear...

flame?

Why fire?

No one asked him.

He is asking himself.

As soon as the confusion emerged in his mind, the burning door of Shelter No. 68 appeared in front of him.

Not only the gate of Vault 68, but through the blazing flames, he saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces!

Among them are his omnipotent father, gentle and kind mother, lively and lovely sister... There are also friendly neighbors, an amiable manager, his best friend and the girl he once liked.

Those familiar faces had been sealed in the deepest part of his memory, but the boiling flames dug them out every last one.

It’s not even just them—

And kill them and plunder them.

"No--!"

Flynn's eyes were blood red, and he roared at the top of his lungs, trying to rush in and save them from the predators. However, the bridge, which was only ten meters long, seemed to be ten light years long. No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't escape. At the end, he fell exhausted into the flames.

The sky is filled with sparks spreading outward!

He watched helplessly as this memory slowly faded to the end, and then he slowly remembered his and their names, as well as the hatred engraved on this unforgettable memory.

These wolf-eyed wolves——

The shelter gave them food, clothing... and technology they had never seen before in their lives! Let them live a life that they could not even imagine before!

And when they were full, they turned around and took another bite!

He wants to kill them all——

Kill every wastelander on this planet!

At this time, blue figures suddenly appeared in the bloodshot pupils, and the sky was filled with fire and rain as they came, the ice melted and the snow melted.

There is a limit to human perception of pain.

Continuous pain will only make people numb and no longer respond to external stimulation - and this is obviously not what the "god" who controls everything wants.

Looking at the blue figures, Flynn's face suddenly showed a glimmer of hope, just like a traveler crawling in the desert and seeing an oasis——

Even if it's just a mirage!

Those people came over to him, and as he expected, with spring breeze smiles on their faces, they extended a helping hand to him.

Flynn used all his strength to finally get enough of that hand.

But the moment the fingertips touched, a huge gravitational force enveloped his whole body again, pulling him into the boundless darkness.

"From today on, you are a disciple of the Enlightenment Society."

The familiar voice filled my mind, and the world pieced together from the fragments of memory collapsed instantly, and it began to iterate again.

"No--!!!"

Enough!

I'll tell you everything!

Stop this damn thing!

Flynn's eyes were filled with fear, and he let out his first cry——

Or rather, wailing.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

No one listened at all.

At the same time, in a certain cell in Prison No. 11 of Aventur City, the second hand of the clock on the wall had just passed one second...

…

5pm.

Three hours have passed since the interrogation began.

Fang Chang glanced at the time on the VM, then reached out and knocked on the door of room 101 next to him.

Just when he knocked (for the third time), the door opened inward, and then a smell of urine hit his face.

Frowning at the pungent smell, Fang Changmin took a look inside the door and saw a piece of turmeric underneath someone lying on the operating table.

"Did you burn his brain?"

"How is that possible?" Ye Shi chuckled, "He is still alive, but he is really struggling mentally."

The guy was looking at something in his dream, and he also saw it on the holographic screen.

Honestly.

He even felt a little sorry for the guy.

But sympathy is sympathy, and when it is time to resort to measures, you still have to resort to measures.

And compared to the Enlightenment Society, their methods can be considered benevolent.

The memory extractor of the Enlightenment Society can really set people's brains on fire, but the program compiled by Jiang Xuezhou can at best make people's brains feel like they have been kicked by a donkey.

If you don't have a strong mind, you may indeed go crazy if you don't do it, but a person with a mature mind can still get out of the nightmare.

"What an evil technique..." Fang Chang smacked his tongue and admired from the bottom of his heart.

The Weiland prison guards standing behind him, after looking at the situation in the room, then looked at the little girl in the big coat with awe-inspiring eyes.

He is worthy of being a member of the academy!

What a ruthless attack!

There is no visible trauma on the body, and the person directly made him incontinent!

This is so awesome!

At this moment, Jiang Xuezhou did not know that he and the college had gained the respect of the Weiland people for some inexplicable reason.

After waving to Fang Chang who was standing at the door and closing the door, she handed a thumb-sized hard drive to Fang Chang's hand.

"The clues have been revealed...our scientific research ship is probably no longer on earth."

Fang Chang frowned.

"Not on Earth? Where is that?"

Jiang Xuezhou took a deep breath and said.

"Orion... guided missile cruiser."

Ye Shi and Fang Chang glanced at each other, each other's expressions were a little startled and even confused.

But soon, the confusion gradually turned into excitement.

"What the hell? Are you going to open a space map?!" Ye Shi couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

Fang Chang ignored him, just coughed slightly, looked at Jiang Xuezhou seriously and asked.

"Let me confirm something first...is this guided missile cruiser a starship?"

"Yes," Jiang Xuezhou nodded and said slowly, "All military ships in the Human League era were starships. This starship was built at the Lagrange Point Starport and was completed at the end of the Three Years War. He died shortly after serving in the service...the specific circumstances of his death are unknown."

“Awesome!!”

Ye Shi clenched his fists excitedly, wishing he could log off the line on the spot and tell the brothers on the forum this bad news.

However, this excitement in his heart didn't last for two seconds before he suddenly hit the bottom with Jiang Xuezhou's next words.

"In addition...according to our information, there are 100,000 neutron torpedoes stored on this starship."

After a pause, Jiang Xuezhou continued with a trembling voice.

"Although the specific explosion yield data has not been checked, there is a theory..."

"At the end of the three-year war, this starship carried out the bombing mission of the People's Federation Aerospace Forces against the mother nest on the surface."