This Game Is Too Realistic

[Children of the future, has the world returned to normal?

Although I can't wait for the day when everything gets better, I hope you can watch for me.

There is a safe under the bed in the master bedroom. The number is my birthday. My birthday is my diary... I put all the most valuable things there.

Now I am giving it to you, hoping that you can use it for post-war reconstruction.

This is my wish.

——Cleister Aqi]

Perhaps Fengqing and Guigui paid off and turned over an unknown underground complex without any results. Finally, they found the above information in a shop that was converted into a private shelter. .

This line of words was written on a card, like a letter sent to the future.

However, when they finally found the legendary safe and tried their best to find Nak's birthday from a diary and opened the box, the two of them were inadvertently attracted by the golden safe. The light blinded my eyes.

"Damn it! Gold-Gan! Why is it gold!!!" Guigui's expression was surprised at first, but he soon thought that this was not reality but a wasteland, and he kicked the folding bed next to him angrily.

Feng Qing also had a subtle expression.

"Emm... Even though it's emotionally difficult to accept, it seems reasonable?"

I heard that the total population in the People's Federation era was tens of billions. Coupled with the prosperity of the aerospace and electronic industries and people's need for wealth preservation in a high-growth economic environment, gold at that time should still be quite valuable.

But now...

All walks of life and the population have shrunk too much.

Of course, gold is still more expensive than silver and copper, otherwise the Wilantes would not use it as currency.

However, the scarcity of this thing is definitely not as good as before.

"About eight kilograms...it should be no problem to exchange it for ten thousand dinars."

Guigui, who was squatting next to the suitcase, finished measuring the weight of the gold, sighed and put the gold into his backpack.

Ten thousand dinars can be exchanged for two to three thousand silver coins, which is actually quite a lot.

It’s just that the greater the expectation, the greater the hope.

"...Anyway, he has left us what he thinks is the most valuable thing."

Feng Qing patted Gui Gui's shoulder comfortingly and said with a smile.

"Anyway, the mission is over and no alien nests have been found...you can go back to work."

The two of them returned along the original path.

However, just as he was about to board the escalator, a slight noise suddenly came from the shadow not far away.

The sound was like shoes stepping on a dusty floor. Although it was only a weak "creak", it still did not escape their ears.

Feng Qing almost reflexively loaded the rifle in his hand, raised the muzzle and aimed at the direction of the sound.

"Who is there?"

The air was quiet for a while.

Just as their hearts were pounding, an old man with an unshaven beard walked out from under the half-collapsed steel support with his hands raised.

He looked slovenly, wearing canvas pants with many pockets and a jacket. He also carried a woven bag and a short crossbow in his hand, just like a scavenger that could be seen everywhere in the wasteland.

"Don't shoot..."

Perhaps knowing that he had no chance of winning, the old man put the woven bag and weapons on the ground and looked at the two girls standing next to the escalator warily.

Seeing that he put down his weapon on his own initiative, Feng Qing also lowered the muzzle of the gun and flashlight in his hands and spoke in a questioning tone.

"Who are you?"

The old man stared at her intently, looked at the gun in her hand, glanced at her nose, and then said in a hoarse voice.

"The survivors of Art City, the demon named Julius occupied our home, and we ran away from the surface... What about you? The children of the survivors? Or the children of the devil?"

Feng Qing and Gui Gui were stunned for a moment when they heard this, looked at each other in confusion, and then looked at the old man again.

"The survivors of Yat City...which year are you referring to?"

The old man frowned.

"What year? What do you mean?"

Sensing that the topic between the two parties was showing signs of cross-server communication, Feng Qing said with a subtle expression.

"It's the year 215 of the Wasteland Era. The Julius you mentioned...should have been dead for a century?"

She didn't remember the exact number of years, because after all, it was the history of the Weiland people.

"One, a century?"

The unshaven old man was stunned for a moment and stared blankly at the two young girls in front of him.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something again and asked hurriedly.

"Are the Wilantes still there?"

Guigui nodded.

"It's okay, but they were defeated by us, and the legion has become history... After all this time, don't you feel anything at all?"

The old man stared blankly at the "enemy of his enemy" in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he said with a wry smile.

"Most of us are hibernating in the hibernation cabin, about ten or twenty thousand people. Of course, this is not a serious shelter after all. There are only a few backup generators, so someone has to guard it outside. "

After a pause, the old man continued.

"Usually, we keep about 100 people, and sometimes there are at least 50 people. They are responsible for maintaining facilities and regular inspections to prevent others from waking up again, and also to prevent people from Weiland from looking for us... The rotation time is about Once every five years.”

Gui Gui looked at him in surprise.

"20,000 people?! Wait, can we hide 20,000 people here?! Then what do you usually eat?"

Feng Qing was obviously stunned and speechless with her mouth open.

The old man grinned and said with a nonchalant expression.

"You don't need to eat when you are sleeping. Those who are awake can just raise some mushrooms and make some nutritional paste to fool around. Some of us are responsible for food and some are responsible for picking up garbage. As for electricity, there is not a shortage here. We use commercial-grade nuclear batteries. That's enough."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the underground commercial complex nearby.

"This is probably the second time I woke up. I usually scavenge in this area... In fact, I don't know how long I slept and how much time passed outside. The management here is very chaotic, and life is also a mess. When I wake up, The time was like being in jail, the only hope was to work for five years and then go to sleep, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I woke up again. "

"The brother who tapped me on the shoulder told me that he didn't remember very clearly whether it was 50 or 40 years outside. He didn't even remember how many rounds it had been. Not to mention, I didn't feel it at all. No. At that time, there was only one word in my mind: 'Fuck'. For me, not even a second of the past 40 or 50 years has passed!"

"But I'm still very happy. At least I survived Julius to death, right? Thank you. This is the best news I've ever heard in my life."

As he spoke, the old man smiled mockingly.

Maybe he shouldn't be honest about these things, and he has even violated the rules of Yat City.

But to be honest, he was also a little tired of his mission.

How many times can he hibernate at his age?

Or to put it another way, is it necessary for him to continue hibernating?

When I close my eyes and open them again, everything remains the same, and I have to live with it for another five years.

Hibernation or no hibernation, he may only have 50 years left to live in this life.

And just for these 50 years, just to continue this aimless time travel, they gave up family, love, friendship... and everything that a human being should have, and stopped reproducing.

It's like a collective slow suicide.

Instead of worrying about who to wake up and live like a mouse, it would be better to give everyone a relief.

More than once, he wanted to turn off the power and become a real "gravekeeper".

He even believed that anyone who woke up more than twice must think so.

So he spoke out these feelings without any scruples.

He even had a vague expectation in his heart, hoping that these outsiders could do for him what he couldn't do - to end everyone's suffering.

Feng Qing was silent for a while, looked at the old man, and said in a soft voice.

"What's your name?"

The old man shrugged.

"Robin? If I remember correctly."

Feng Qing nodded and continued patiently.

"Nowadays, Yat City is not only home to the Weilant people, but also some of the children of your former neighbors... Times have changed, and they have changed many times."

"Although the world may be destroyed, but... we still plan to live every remaining day. If you want to come out, we will find a way to help you. Of course... if you want to continue to stay here, We won’t stop it.”

The old man looked at Feng Qing blankly, and was stunned for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"The world... is destroyed?"

"It's just possible," Feng Qing nodded, "the strategic weapons in synchronous orbit fell into the hands of some bad people... It's very troublesome to explain in detail, so you can just understand it like this."

"That... is really a disaster," the old man laughed bitterly and scratched the back of his head, "I'm not studying aerospace... I don't really understand that stuff. Maybe some of my compatriots will understand."

There is nothing he can't accept about the end of the world.

After all, he had experienced that kind of love once in his life.

Feng Qing and Gui Gui looked at each other, then looked back at the old man and asked.

"Then are you thinking about going out?"

The old man hesitated.

"I have to discuss it with other people... Of course, I still want to see the surface."

If what these two little girls said is true, the world will probably be destroyed soon, and it seems that there is really no point in them lingering here.

At least……

He wanted to die in a more spacious place.

As for the hatred against the Velantes, the hatred against Julius, and the recovery of Art City...

Let’s talk about those things later.

Now his mind is very confused and he has no time to think about those feelings.

After putting away the rifle and hanging it next to his backpack, Gui Gui volunteered and looked at the old man and said.

"Let's go with you."

The old man didn't refuse and nodded.

"Come together."

…

[Mission report: No alien nest was found under No. 17 Street in Art City, but the remains of a pre-war commercial complex were found. There were more than 20,000 hibernators in the area. According to one of the survivors, they were the natives of Art City who fled underground to escape the war during the Julius period. At present, the local people have decided to return to the surface, and more than 20,000 hibernators are waking up one after another. Some of the survivors even come from the Era of Prosperity.

Reporter: Fengqing, Guigui

Mission rating: S-

Reward: 200,000 silver coins, 2,000 contribution points, 50,000 regional reputation!

】

[Server Announcement: The population of Yate City has increased by 21,771, and the explorable area "Prosperity Era Underground Commercial Complex Ruins" has been added. 】

…

Although the world is once again on the verge of destruction, the players' daily lives have not stopped.

After all, this is not the first time that the world in "Wasteland OL" is on the verge of destruction.

The BOSS in this game would be embarrassed to say that he is the BOSS unless he creates a world-class crisis.

Even though these 100,000 neutron torpedoes sound a bit scary, when you think about it carefully, the alliance seems to have a lot of cards.

Moreover, they now know where the enemy is.

There is always a way.

Prison No. 11 in Yate City, Room 101.

Looking at Flynn who was tightly tied up on the operating table, Jiang Xuezhou's face was full of complexity.

This guy's spirit was severely damaged and he will probably be in a vegetative state for a while.

And even if he wakes up, he will probably live with mental illness for a long time.

Although it was said that she was "treating the other person in his own way," she didn't feel much pleasure in speaking out her bad breath.

She couldn't quite explain why.

Maybe it was because after reading this guy's memories, she realized that he was also a pitiful person.

"This guy...how are you going to deal with it?"

Hearing Jiang Xuezhou's voice, Ye Shi raised his head and gave her a strange look.

"we?"

Not sure what he was wondering about, Jiang Xuezhou frowned and asked.

"Any questions?"

"No..." Ye Shi scratched the back of his head, "It's just that this guy killed one of your people, right? Of course we are more inclined to leave it to you."

Jiang Xuezhou was silent for a while, then suddenly asked as if he remembered something.

"By the way, you have arrested some members of the Enlightenment Society before, right? How did you deal with them?"

Ye Shi shrugged his shoulders.

"What else can we do? Serve their sentences and reform through labor, let them participate in the reconstruction of the wasteland, teach in the schools of homeless people's homes, do social volunteer work...anything like that."

Jiang Xuezhou frowned.

"Will this work?"

"Then who knows whether it will work or not. We can't cut open their brains just for this."

Ye Shi continued with a smile.

"Some people have indeed reformed well and have helped us a lot in all aspects. There are also some people who want to be aware of current affairs and become heroes, but they can't stand up to us... There are also devout guys who have served their sentences and run away to the desert. Wow, this is possible.”

Jiang Xuezhou said in confusion.

"You knew they would run away and you did this?"

Ye Shi shook his head and said.

"There is a logical problem with this sentence. How can we know whether they will run away? To be precise, we don't care about those guys who failed to reform. What we care about is the former."

Jiang Xuezhou lowered his head and said thoughtfully.

"former……"

Ye Shi shrugged his shoulders.

"There is always something that can be reformed, right? We let them see another possibility of the world. Vault dwellers and wastelanders no longer kill each other, but join hands to rebuild their homes. There will always be someone who will agree with us and then㣉us.”

"Some of our people have become doctors, some have become engineers, some have become researchers, and some have been instigated by us to become our intelligence agents... For us, these people are enough. ”

"As for the rest, just run away and pray that we won't catch you next time you do something bad."

Jiang Xuezhou's eyes gradually brightened, and he rubbed his chin with his index finger as if he was thinking seriously about something.

After a moment, she made her decision.

"I've decided."

Ye Shi looked at her blankly.

"Decide what?"

Jiang Xuezhou said seriously.

"I... want to give him another chance, hand him over to you, and let you reform him."

Ye Shi said dumbfounded.

"Ah...even though it doesn't matter to us, doesn't it matter to you too?"

Jiang Xuezhou shook his head.

"The academy never cares about a person's life or death. This guy has no value to us anymore... My instructor asked me to handle it myself."

Seeing that Jiang Xuezhou was not joking, Ye Shi sighed and scratched the back of his head.

"Although I think it's a little bit holy to do this, just do whatever you want... Anyway, one day you can't do well in the academy, it's good to come to us."

This time Jiang Xuezhou was stunned.

When she came back to her senses, she raised her eyebrows and glared at Ye Shi fiercely.

"Why can't I get along? I've done well, and I've become a C-level researcher, okay! Haha, you should still take care of yourself."

"Me?" Ye Shi pointed at himself dumbfounded and said in a dumbfounded voice, "Are you kidding me? I've already become the strongest person with the first sense, how much better do I have to do?"

Jiang Xuezhou frowned.

"What is the whole server? Perception? Number one? What are you talking about again?"

Realizing that he had almost violated a taboo with his words, Ye Shi quickly stopped his words.

"Forget it, forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you."

Seeing Ye Shi who was about to run away, Jiang Xuezhou immediately chased after him and shouted reluctantly:

"I don't understand what it means to say it. Don't say it halfway!!"

In the corridor outside the room, listening to the distant shouts, a fatherly smile appeared on Lao Ji's face.

"It seems that this boy Ye Shi is quite strict with his mouth."

Fang Chang, standing aside, smiled lightly.

"You don't understand this guy. Although he may not be serious at the moment, he is still principled."

A simple sense of justice and morality?

No matter how others understand it, at least Fang Chang understands it this way.

A long time ago, when "Wasteland OL" appeared on the Niu Ma Group, this guy immediately thought of fraud, and for the safety of the group members, he pulled other managers to discuss countermeasures.

If it were Fang Chang himself, he would actually be too lazy to care about such things.

He suffers from stupidity.

Lao Ji glanced at Fang Chang, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"You said that if the end of the world really happened -"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the latter.

"I won't let that happen."

After saying this in an unquestionable tone, Fang Chang put his hand on his shoulder and continued seriously.

"Absolutely not."

…

On the other side, Dawn City.

The browsing room on the B4 floor of Vault 404.

After listening to Chu Guang's narration, Yin Fang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"One hundred thousand neutron torpedoes?! Your Guards Regiment...are they serious?"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"This information was not discovered by the Guards Corps, but was provided by your old employer, the academy."

The browsing room was quiet for a while, except for the sound of the teapot.

Yin Fang pressed his index finger between his eyebrows and remained silent for a moment, seemingly finally calming down, and then looked up at the ceiling.

"Activate the gravity well immediately, and then establish an orbital defense system... No, no, if we do this, we will play into the opponent's plan!"

The garbage that rages in synchronous orbit is like egg shells, forming a natural protective umbrella for the earth.

For example, if a neutron torpedo detonates near low-Earth orbit, those high-energy rays will have almost no fatal impact on objects on the surface under the combined influence of the geomagnetic field and other factors!

But if the gravity well is activated and the orbital garbage blockade is lifted, everything will be hard to say...

The biggest question now is, to what extent has Tianren mastered the Orion guided missile cruiser?

Neither the alliance nor the academy nor the enterprise knew anything about the situation on the guided missile cruiser.

Seeing Yin Fang thinking about it, Chu Guang, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded.

"...The academy thinks so too. Before we get more information, not only can we not activate the gravity well, but we also have to be careful that enlightenment will activate the gravity well."

He has informed the Eastern Empire of this, and the latter has also taken it seriously and has dispatched 100,000 troops to the great desert.

The same goes for the alliance.

Pioneer City has declared a state of emergency, and the Thorn Corps stationed in the eastern part of the desert has projected its patrol area into the center of the desert.

The old colonies of the Southern Legion, such as Evernight Port and Ravenka Industrial Zone, have also mobilized to be alert to possible wars that may break out in the desert.

Yin Fang said with a bitter expression.

"I just lost a scientific research ship... I didn't expect such a serious fallout."

"I don't think it's a problem with the scientific research ship," Chu Guang thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Perhaps our opponents have been preparing for rainy days since a long time ago. When we were dealing with the Torch Church, when we were deeply involved in Boluo When the province and the Southern Army were in the quagmire, they were already preparing for today's situation, and the lost scientific research ship was just the tip of the iceberg when the conspiracy surfaced. "

Yin Fang stared at him intently.

"What are your plans?"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"no."

Yin Fang was stunned.

"No, no?"

Chu Guang continued.

"It happened too suddenly. I have no other way besides sending someone over first to take a look."

The representatives of the college have agreed to him and agreed to lend a research ship to the alliance.

This scientific research ship is currently located on the outskirts of Yavent City, and the driver's name is Jiang Xuezhou.

Yin Fang said with a wry smile.

"That's right..."

Looking at Yin Fang who was suffering from anxiety, Chu Guang spoke slowly.

"Relevant deployments are already underway, including restarting the construction base in Shelter 100, including a just-in-case evacuation plan. But to be honest, I don't have a clear idea of ​​these 100,000 neutron torpedoes yet... What would happen if there was no protection from orbital debris and these 100,000 neutron torpedoes were fired at the Earth?"

"The effect is estimated to be the same as mentioned in the Torch Project. It may not be as efficient as neutron killing, but the effect is not much different."

Burying the bridge of his nose between his hands, Yin Fang took a deep breath and continued.

"...There probably won't be anything left on the surface, but that's not necessarily the case. The Holy Shield System should be able to defend it, and the Zhiyuan ship in the center of Ideal City should also be able to block direct attacks."

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"And there's a shelter?"

Yin Fang nodded, but there was no optimistic expression on his face.

"Yes, but apart from these things, there will be nothing left! Besides, I don't think their attack will end here. Even if I am not an expert in the military field, I can imagine that after the strategic weapons bombing ends, the next It’s time to land after coming down.”

As for whether the orbital airborne troops will fall from the sky, or whether the "Orion" will descend in a wave of "Zhiyuan colonial ships", it depends on the mood of the heavenly people.

Neutron bombs only kill soft targets, leaving factories and railways on the surface intact.

Those guys should be able to easily take over the industrial facilities on the surface and complete self-replication through those industrial facilities.

Chu Guang had a thoughtful expression on his face.

After listening to Yin Fang's statement, he already had a general idea of ​​"Heavenly Man"'s plan.

The guys were going to use them as fuel.

In other words, to seize the victory that tens of thousands of survivors in the wasteland finally achieved.

He will never let them succeed!

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door of the browsing room, and Lu Bei, who had obtained permission, walked in from the outside.

"report!"

"We received a radio signal from the center of the desert at the center of Pioneer City!"

"After analyzing the signal, we found a line of coordinates and a line of signature... The signer is suspected to be the transmitter of the signal, and his name is Zhuang Lan."

Zhuang Lan?

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Chu Guang raised his eyebrows slightly.

He almost forgot about this person, but he didn't expect that guy was still alive and still remembered the bet.

Noticing the intriguing expression on Chu Guang's face, Yin Fang gave him a questioning look.

"acquaintance?"

"That's right, we've known each other for a long time," Chu Guang smiled faintly, "I didn't expect that it's not just our enemies who are hiding in the dark and acting secretly, but also the enemies of our enemies."

Looking at the smiling manager, Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, and finally reminded him in a low voice.

"Dear manager... We are not yet sure that Zhuang Lan is one of our own, and the information she provided is quite vague. There might be a trap there."

"Whether it's a trap or not, you'll know at a glance."

After saying that, Chu Guang looked at the pen holder on the desk not far away and issued an order.

"Xiao Qi, check for me which corps is available nearby."

"It doesn't matter if you are strong or not, as long as you are not afraid of death."