This Game Is Too Realistic

"Good brother, I leave the task of promoting art to you!"

"Hey, I remember you asked Aguang if you could create a female account? Here's the opportunity to dress up as a girl!"

"Try black stockings too!"

“Don’t forget Teng Teng’s artwork!”

"Go away!!!"

Someone shouted hoarsely from the runway of the airport, and amid the roars of laughter and farewells from everyone, the door of the "Orca" transport plane slowly closed.

A blue arc of light erupted from under the drum-shaped engine, pushing the huge body to float from the airport runway, flying steadily forward.

Carrying the friendship and blessings of the residents in the southern part of the River Valley Province, that faint blue light disappeared from the distant sky.

It will bring more to the place.

Among the crowd outside the airport, Dolly clasped her hands on her chest and silently recited blessings.

After the plane disappeared, she quietly turned around and left the crowd.

Lao Bai, Ye Shi and Kuangfeng stood outside the crowd. There was a power armor and two exoskeletons, followed by an "Alpha Dog". The lineup was quite luxurious.

Walking up to Dolly, Lao Bai clicked twice on his helmet and unhooked the mask.

"We will send you to Boulder City...but, don't you really want to wait here for him to come back?"

"I have to go back to work," Dolly said with some restraint, looking at the power armor in front of her, and whispered, "Well... I can't afford that much remuneration."

Lao Bai smiled and said, "The guy has already given you the reward, so you don't have to worry about it. We will deliver you safely."

Dolly was stunned for a moment.

"How much did he give you?"

"That's not at least three meals," Lao Bai said with a grin. "It hurts my feelings to talk about money. By the way, don't even think about paying for that guy. We don't recognize anyone else's invitation."

Although Dolly was still a little embarrassed when Lao Bai said this, she still accepted everyone's kindness and nodded lightly.

Before Fang Changyi left, he told her that these three were his good brothers.

When he is away and encounters any trouble, he can contact them.

On the other side, at the airport.

Looking at Fang Yan as the plane disappeared, Yi Chuan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and looked at Chu Guang beside him and asked.

"Just now...what did he shout?"

I seem to have heard the words "Go away"?

What is "Go away"?

"Uh... it means goodbye anyway," Chu Guang coughed dryly and said with a subtle expression, "No. 404 Shelter, we only use this word to our best friends."

Yi Chuan had a look of surprise on his face.

"I see... 'Go away' means goodbye. Your language is really strange."

Shout out loud, it must be to express the intensity of emotion and the longing for friends.

You should remember this.

"It's been 200 years... It's normal for the accent to change. Everyone has sutras that are difficult to recite. Okay, let's not discuss this matter anymore." Chu Guang quickly changed his mind because he was afraid that this guy would take it seriously. topic.

Repeating the strange pronunciation in his mouth, Yi Chuan nodded. Apart from writing down the pronunciation, he didn't think much about it.

The world is so big.

There are so many shelters.

Compared to those weird plans and plans, it seems to him that Vault 404 is relatively normal...

…

In the distant Luoxia Province, there is a small town in the northeast. There is a row of shacks beside the coal mine that looks like a pile of loess.

One side was for slaves and the other was for temporary residents.

"Wake up, get up quickly, it's time to go to work. Damn, I'm sleeping like a pig, do you still want some money?"

A calloused hand slapped his face constantly.

The warlord who had just logged into the game opened his eyes.

The harsh sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the wooden wall and shone on his face. However, what caught his eye was not a pretty face, but an old face that had been sunburned and shed its skin, and was dark and red.

That man was the supervisor of the coal mine.

The wrinkled skin reminded the warlord of a gnawer, and there was a murderous look in his eyes subconsciously.

Feeling frightened by the stare in front of him, the supervisor subconsciously took a step back, but soon realized that he was the supervisor and glared back at him fiercely.

"What are you looking at? Are you so damn good that you don't want to do it anymore?"

The guard standing at the door had a revolver slung on his waist, and his eyes were wandering here intentionally or unintentionally. The threatening meaning was as obvious as the shining silver light on the revolver's trigger.

However, the warlord didn't take him seriously at all.

As an agility awakener at the third stage of the Basic Sequence, even if he was lying on his back, there were at least three ways to rub these two idiots on the ground like dead dogs.

However……

He can't be like this.

"...㥫."

Shaking his groggy head, the warlord got out of his sleeping bag, carrying the mining pick next to the shack, and walked towards the hill not far away.

Watching the man's back, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, raised his sleeves and rubbed his forehead. Only then did he realize that he had sweaty palms.

There are two types of people who work in the mines.

One type is the slaves of the mines, and the other type is the slaves.

The former is very convenient to manage. According to the laws of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, slaves have the right to dispose of their slaves in any way as long as they can provide proof of an authentic contract.

However, the latter situation is more complicated.

Some of them hid here to escape the pursuit of their enemies, and some of them were merchants or mercenaries who lost their luggage and escaped here after encountering predators and narrowly escaped death.

Just like the one just now.

That look...

It's like crawling out of the dead...

At this moment, the warlord who was walking to the mine didn't know what the ugly-looking supervisor thought of him. He was silently calculating how many golden lizard coins he would get to get to No. 9 Oasis.

This is Sanfen Town, also known as Sanfen Town. The origin of the name is unknown. He only knows that it is located on the northeastern border of Luoxia Province, at the southernmost edge of No. 8 Oasis, and together with the oasis it is located, belongs to Jin. The territory of the Lizard Kingdom.

It is rich in coal mines, iron mines, and the most common slaves in the wasteland.

The locals themselves do not capture slaves, but there are always travelers who have lost their property for various raw materials and cannot raise the fare to leave the desert, so they can only sell themselves to nearby mines, or if the locals are richer of wealth.

This was probably like the precursor to the Red River League.

However, due to the low output value, the futures market did not develop.

In addition, the development level here is also very low. Unlike the southern part of the River Valley Province, there are nutritional creams available for purchase. The only generator in town is at the mine. A clock-in robot converted from a vending machine is probably the darkest technology here.

The cheapest food here is dry black bread, which can be bought for one gold coin, and then milk, which is so cheap that locals will use it as water.

The warlord calculated that if he wanted to reach Oasis No. 9, he would have to prepare water and food for at least two weeks, and it would be enough for two people.

Even if he eats bread for every meal, he still has to prepare at least 32 gold lizard coins, including the fresh water sales.

I will get 4 gold lizard coins for a day's work. I am an awakened person. Although I am agile, my strength attribute is not low. It shouldn't be a problem to get 6 gold coins if I work hard.

"...Based on this calculation, it will take at least 5 days."

"Wait, no, I almost forgot to count daily expenses... I can only save 2 to 3 gold lizard coins in a day."

The warlord counted on his fingers, and suddenly discovered sadly that even if he worked hard to mine, it would take him nearly two weeks to save enough for travel.

"It's a hot chicken game, let's have fun!"

Cursing, he swung his mining pick and knocked hard on the rock wall.

Gan!

The jumping sparks startled the miners next to them, and they all ran away.

Good guy.

This grandson wants to collapse the mine!

You have to stay away from him!

Maybe it was because his exaggerated movements were too scary, or maybe because his expression was too scary, but before he knew it, only Warfield was left in the entire mine.

The warrior who turned his grief and anger into strength seemed to be transformed into a real pangolin at this moment. He could only hear the sound of banging and banging, and soon the ore he cut filled an entire mine cart.

Rolled up my sleeves and worked all day.

Finally walking out of the mine exhausted, Warfield took today's money from the annoying prison guard at the door.

The prisoner wanted to deduct a little bit of water, but was frightened by the stern look in his eyes and didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Weighing the pitiful 6 gold coins in his hand, the warlord couldn't help but sigh.

Compared with these vampires, their manager is simply too conscientious and gentle!

The league's minimum hourly wage is one silver piece.

You can earn at least 12 silver coins for 12 hours a day, but this is the minimum wage, and since the alliance was established, almost no one lives on the minimum wage.

Due to the rapid economic growth, coupled with the alliance's investment in the industry regardless of cost, domestic production is encouraged, and external bonds are issued to attract investment, all major factories in the alliance's industrial zone are recruiting.

As long as you are literate, you can easily find a job with a monthly salary of 500 to 600 silver coins. If you are not literate, you can also sign up for a night school class and learn cultural knowledge while doing odd jobs.

And if you are a technician with a certain skill, your salary will start at 4 digits, and there is no upper limit.

The only thing he couldn't figure out was that since "Wasteland OL" always advertised itself as real, where did so much money come from?

I didn’t see the manager harvesting someone’s wool or cutting someone’s leeks. I saw Alliance Bank spreading money everywhere, and the rewards given by tasks were never ambiguous.

How does this exaggerated quantitative easing range suppress inflation?

Puzzled, the warlord decided not to think about this complicated issue for the time being.

Anyway, he couldn't figure it out, so he just had to do the work that a pangolin should do.

With today's salary, the warlord did not return to the shack, but went to a nearby town.

There is also a tow bottle waiting for him to feed.

He swore.

When the task assigned to him by the manager is completed, this guy will be chopped into pieces!

Taking a deep breath, Warfield put away his negative emotions and pushed open the hotel door.

As soon as he entered the lobby of the hotel and before he could go up the stairs, he saw Colway lying drunkenly on the bar in the lobby with his beer dripping all over the table and a half-drunk beer next to him.

Noticing the shadow on the table, Colway opened his half-lidded eyes and saw the warlord standing next to him.

Grinning, he waved his furry arms.

"Ah... pangolin, you're back, hiccup-"

"The beer here tastes really good... Let's have a drink together. By the way, do you have any money? Pay the money for the beer for me, and I'll pay you back when I get back."

Battlefield took another deep breath.

not good.

Blood pressure is fucking elevated!

Resisting the urge to kill, he looked at the boss behind the bar and asked through gritted teeth.

"how much?"

"5,5 golden lizard coins."

Looking at that murderous look, the boss's voice stuttered, and he touched the gun hidden under the bar.

5 pieces? !

Hearing this number, the warlord almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly turned red, and he reached out and grabbed Colway's collar.

It doesn’t matter what your identity is or not.

He directly pulled the drunk Colway up and brought him in front of him, wanting to poke his nose into his eyes.

"Are you crazy! Five golden lizards, do you know how much I earn after working so hard for one day?!"

"6 pieces! 6 pieces!"

"I didn't even have a bite of food for those vampires who cannibalize human bones all day long, but you just drank here for the whole day!"

"Do you want to go back to the legion? Are you a man?"

The warlord roared angrily, swearing, even hoarse, so that the originally stammering human language became smooth.

The entire tavern fell silent, staring in shock...including the boss standing behind the bar.

Legion?

These two... are members of the Legion?

His shoulders undulated violently, like waves lapping on the shore, and the warlord's eyes widened like bells.

If looks could kill, the guy in his hands had died countless times, and he had never been merciless in killing the people in the legion.

Grass!

Niang Xipi, I can't bear it anymore!

He felt that he was aggrieved at this moment, just like a young daughter-in-law who worked two jobs to support the family. The old man was still a loser who only drank, drank, gambled, and drank all day long.

By the way, the Legion has a red name, right?

It’s the one with a red name!

Can the red name be killed?

It didn't matter whether it was a safe zone or not. He had already thought about it. If he killed this guy, he would commit suicide. It would only take three days. It was better than wasting three months!

Your NPC is not a human being——

Don’t blame me for not being a human being!

"What the hell--"

Colway was stunned when he was grabbed by the collar. He was about to yell angrily when he saw the pangolin grabbing his collar. Suddenly he noticed the look in his eyes that said, "I hate iron but it cannot be transformed into steel." He stopped talking when he reached his mouth.

A feeling of shame rolled in his chest.

When he rolled up his sleeves and rolled up his sleeves to work in a coal mine in order to save money for his return to the original army, he actually used his hard-earned hard-earned money to get drunk and use alcohol to anesthetize himself to escape failure and reality.

As a noble Willantian, my loyalty to the Legion and His Majesty was actually lost to a wastelander who was born in the wild...

The feeling of shame turned into regret, and Colway closed his eyes in pain and let out a sigh.

"sorry……"

"..."

The warlord's chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

He was thinking about how to arrange a way for this guy to die, but he didn't expect to hear the words "sorry" in this mouth.

"...I know that my appearance of escaping reality is ugly. My cowardice and incompetence have failed your loyalty. I am not a leader."

Looking at the furious pangolin, Colwe's Adam's apple moved, and the guilt in his eyes became more intense.

Suddenly, he seemed to have made up his mind and spoke.

"pangolin."

"What are you doing?" Warfield Man said fiercely.

Now he gets angry when he hears the name pangolin, and he is so angry that he wants to cut himself down.

Colway looked at him.

"Kill me."

Warlord was stunned for a moment, confused by the expression on his face and these words.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Colway continued in a calm tone.

"Take my head back to the River Valley Province. The surviving settlement there... should give you a sum of money. I feel ashamed of my decadence and self-destruction. I am not worthy of your loyalty. This is what I can do." The final reward given to you, I hope it can make up for your hope."

Looking at those sincere eyes, Warfield fell into silence. The hand holding his collar loosened, and then tightened again.

This bastard...

"...I left for a fucking week...no, two weeks, just for the head of a centurion?"

Who cares about your head so much?

Do you really think that the Alliance is a scalper?

Staring at this guy, he squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"...If you still have a little bit of self-respect and pride in your heart, slap yourself twice and stand up from here! You lost, but you are still alive and there is still something you can do. Even if you die! You will die on the way back!"

The warlord let go of his hand and pushed him, throwing him back to sit on the bar.

It's easy to kill someone.

A dead person is worthless.

Zhanji admitted that he was indeed a little impulsive just now, and he thought of giving up.

Just a game.

Do I need to be so angry?

But after calming down and thinking about it, he finally let go of his anger.

Especially when he recalled the few little girls who fought bravely with the Legion's pursuers that night in the forest, it made him blush even more.

Those who came into contact with this game later than him, and those who are weaker than him can persevere optimistically and fight bravely to the end...

What qualifications do you have to give up easily?

He did very well along the way, and successfully gained the trust of the legion officers. Colway even promised to introduce him to General Griffin. He was only a little bit away from success...

He is far from reaching the end of his rope.

"...It seems I'm not strong enough." Glancing at Colway who was deep in thought, the warlord muttered in his heart.

For some unknown reason, both of them seemed to be in reflection and calmed down involuntarily.

At this moment, Warfield suddenly noticed that everyone in the tavern was looking at him.

After noticing the gazes of the crowd, Colway suddenly looked a little embarrassed and whispered.

"...Did you just say legion?"

It was useless to deny it at this time, as everyone around him obviously heard it.

Zhanjiang's Adam's apple moved and he nodded slightly.

"Um……"

Damn, that was sloppy.

There were more than twenty people in the lobby, each with a gun. Even though they had drunk some wine, they didn't look like weaklings.

With his skill, he might be able to solve at most half of them before being beaten.

This is still a relatively optimistic situation.

But what surprised him was that no one made any move.

Are you waiting for an opportunity?

Just as he was thinking about it, at a round table near the door, a man who looked like a businessman exchanged a few words with two mercenaries next to him, stood up from the table, and walked towards the two people.

The nerves on the battlefield were tense, staring at him intently, and his right hand touched the food on the table.

Not just to be wary of this guy.

Sometimes it was also to be wary of the hotel owner behind the bar.

The movement under the table was very obvious. Whether it was the sound of turning on the safety or pulling the trigger, the bearded middle-aged man had already grasped the gun hidden there.

And it's a revolver.

Zhanjie calmly observed the situation in the lobby and made calculations in his mind.

If the boss pulled out the gun, he would immediately slit the guy's throat with the food in his hand, then throw Colway behind the bar, and use the bar as a cover to exchange fire with the remaining people in the lobby. .

This is the border of the Golden Lizard Kingdom. The camels are tied in the backyard of the hotel. It shouldn't be difficult to steal supplies from other caravans and escape into the desert...

"Don't be nervous...we don't mean any harm."

The businessman walking towards the two men showed a hint of a smile and raised his hands to show that he had no weapons.

"My name is Aya, from the Bugla Free State... Are you two members of the Legion?"

The warlord was slightly stunned.

"Yes."

The businessman named Aru continued with interest.

"It's really strange...this is Oasis No. 8. Have you guys gotten here yet?"

Battlefield and Colway exchanged glances.

Hou Zhen cleared his throat and stood up from the bar. Zhong Zhen showed the aura and demeanor of an officer and took over the conversation from the field man.

"We encountered an accident and got separated from the main force."

After hearing this, everyone in the lobby breathed a sigh of relief and no longer looked at this side. However, the voices of people drinking and drinking were somewhat related to the battle on the front line.

The businessman named Ah Yi nodded vaguely, looking up and down at the man in front of him, as if he was pondering this person's identity.

He touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"I see... In other words, the battle at Oasis No. 9 is not over yet?"

Colway looked a little embarrassed.

Originally, the Heart of Steel planned to return to Oasis No. 9 and join forces with the frontline troops, but no one expected that they encountered a group of desperate natives and knocked down the impossible-to-defeat airship.

Without the fire support and high-altitude reconnaissance of the Heart of Steel, the battle situation between the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion's coalition forces in Oasis No. 9 obviously did not meet expectations.

If they had joined forces, I'm afraid Oasis No. 9 would have been captured long ago.

As if he misunderstood the expression on Colway's face, Ah smiled and said.

"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm. In fact... we are sending a batch of supplies to Oasis No. 9. If you don't mind, we can do it."

An officer in distress.

The identity itself is full of stories.

If this unfortunate guy can be sent back to the legion, the legion will never be stingy with the reward.

What's more, this favor is definitely beneficial to businessmen like him who do business with the legion. Many people in the Bugla Free State have made a fortune relying on these big noses.

Colway's eyes lit up, he quickly became alert and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"How do I know you won't sell me to the Lion Kingdom?"

Although drunk.

His IQ is still online.

A'ru made a helpless expression, put his hand into his arms, and took out a list under the alert gaze of the two people.

"You should recognize this order, right?"

Cole narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the words written on the order, and surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The warlord noticed the change in his expression, but since he didn't have a translation tool, he couldn't recognize the words written on the paper, so he could only ask in a low voice.

"What does that say?"

"Eight thousand rifles, 1.2 million rounds of ammunition... This is a procurement contract, stamped with the seal of the legion and signed by the logistics chief. I recognize that guy's handwriting."

Colwe looked at the businessman named Ah, his eyes no longer alert, but filled with excitement.

"Are you going to Oasis No. 9?"

"Of course, it seems that you are the same," Aya smiled and took the order back into his arms, then extended his right hand to Colway, "In that case, if you don't mind, we can come together."

Colway held his right hand and shook it, his eyes drifted around unconsciously, and he lowered his voice and asked.

"Are these people okay?"

Seeing the worry in his eyes, Amu smiled and said.

"What's the problem? Respecting the teachings of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, according to the ancient covenant, although all the kings in the desert have declared war on the Falcon Kingdom, only the Lion Kingdom has actually sent troops."

"The Kingdom of Camelback is in the southernmost part of the desert. It's too far away and we don't want to fight. The royal family of the Golden Lizard has long been not so pious... It's a bit inappropriate for me to mention this statue here. In short, they prefer it to the illusory existence. The nerds who bring them weird gadgets, you know who I’m talking about.”

Colway frowned.

"College?"

"That's right."

After a pause, Amu said with a smile.

"In short, it's quite safe here. The locals may not like your nose very much, and they don't want to cause trouble. Our trade routes have been running for some days, and the guards of the kingdom know where these arms are sent. No one We will investigate carefully and everyone will turn a blind eye.”

Hearing this, Colway breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of relief on his face.

"It seems I was worried in vain...Thank you for the information."

In the past two days, he did not dare to show his nose even when drinking, but covered it with a scarf.

But it made him feel bad!

"You're welcome, you are our important customers," Aya nodded slightly and said in a cheerful voice, "There are many caravans here going from the Bugla Free State to Oasis No. 9... General Griffin took action It’s very generous. Thanks to that gentleman, we also made a lot of money.”

Seeing Colway chatting happily with Ah, the warlord standing aside was secretly surprised.

Tu guy.

Isn’t the Bugra Free State a vassal of the Great Rift Valley?

The merchants there are actually doing business with the legion! ?

What's even more outrageous is that the battle situation in Luoxia Province is also different from the information published on the official website.

There was no coalition of kingdoms at all. The Lion Kingdom was supporting it alone from beginning to end. The kings declared war on the surface, but secretly they were all appeasing.

The northernmost Golden Lizard Kingdom is even more awesome.

These smart people actually turned a blind eye to the enemy's supply lines within their own territory and acquiesced in allowing the equipment of the Bugla Free State to be sent from the northern part of the River Valley Province to the front line of Oasis No. 9.

Do you think you won't get beaten if you have your back to the academy?

This is too sexy!

"Sir... I'm tired. I want to go back to my room and lie down for a while." Warfield said in a low voice, with a tired expression on his face.

He is not tired at all.

The most important thing now is to go offline quickly and return to the official website to share this exciting news with everyone.

After the last update, the official website forum also has a task bar. This kind of heavy-weight information is not only silver coins, but also rewards with huge contribution points!

Colway turned around when he heard the pangolin's voice.

Not caring at all about the rudeness this subordinate had treated him before, he nodded slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Go ahead... By the way, you don't have to go out to work anymore. I can't let my loyal men do that kind of menial work."

Those gentle eyes gave the Warlander goosebumps.

Not noticing the strange look on his men's faces, and having no doubt about his loyalty, Kolwe turned back to look at Ah.

"Can you lend me some money? I will use my honor to guarantee that I will pay you back double when we get to the legion's station."

"You're too polite. I'm just giving you some extraneous things. I'll just use the money to make a friend." As he said this, Ami smiled and put a bag of gold coins on the table.

There were a full 200 dinars in it.

Being able to recognize the signature on that order was worth investing in him.

Coleway grabbed a handful of gold coins from the bag and slapped them on the table. Colway looked at the boss behind the bar.

"Is this enough?"

Looking at the gold coins on the table, the boss' eyes widened. No matter how annoying the bulging bridge of his nose was, he nodded and said with a smile.

"Enough, enough...in terms of dinars, 10 dinars are enough!"

He had touched the gun under the table because he was afraid that these people would default on their debts.

As for now, there is no need to worry about this problem at all. A bag of gold coins is enough to stay with him until the end of next month.

Looking at the hotel owner who was counting the money carefully, the drunken decadence could no longer be seen on Colway's face, and the glory of the Legion seemed to have returned to him.

He raised his chin, looked at the boss through his nostrils, and said lightly.

"No need to count. The remaining money will be used to buy another room for my warrior. I want the most spacious room in this store!"

"Also, prepare a bucket of hot water and clean towels, as well as a pound of cooked beef and the best beer to send to his room!"

"Remember, ask for the worst beer," Colway pointed his index finger on the table, pointed at the half-cup of beer, and stared at the hotel owner with squinted eyes, "If you dare to fool me with this kind of garbage like swill, People, the next time you pass by here, I will bring someone to demolish your home!"

"Sir!" He didn't care about the threat at all. The wealthy boss's eyes suddenly opened with joy. He quickly took the gold coins on the table into his arms, returned to the kitchen behind the bar, and greeted everyone to get ready.

Colway looked back at the pangolin and said in a gentle voice.

"Thank you for waking me up by scolding me and reminding me that there are things more important than life in this world... Go back and rest, take a hot bath and eat before going to sleep."

"We'll be on our way this morning."

Looking at those gentle eyes, Warfield felt goosebumps all over his body, and his scalp felt numb as if he had touched a switch.

Damn it.

You have to lock the door tonight...