This Game Is Too Realistic

Shelter 101...

The last time I visited Dr. Method seemed to have been a long time ago.

A hint of nostalgia arose in his heart for no reason, Chu Guang thought for a moment and then said:

"It's a hard place to describe."

Alyssa was stunned for a moment.

"It's hard to describe..."

Seeing the longing and longing in his eyes, Chu Guang probably guessed that Pai was bragging about something with her, so he thought for a moment and said.

"Most of what other shelters preserve is surviving items, a certain technology, a certain plan... but what is preserved there is the memory of the Prosperous Era."

Alyssa's eyes brightened, and she couldn't help clenching her two little fists.

"Era of Prosperity!"

That legendary great era!

She had only seen a few words about that era in some books and picture books!

Looking at that longing look, Chu Guang probably guessed what she was thinking. Although he couldn't bear it, he still poured cold water on her.

"It's just a memory about the Prosperous Era. It may not be as beautiful as you imagine. The prerequisite for entering Vault 101 is to give up the physical body, otherwise you can only take a brief glimpse like taking a sightseeing car."

"Give up your body..."

"It means physically dying."

Alyssa held her breath involuntarily.

After a long time, she said stiffly.

"Sounds...like a tomb."

Chu Guang nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, it is no different from a tomb to outsiders, but it may not be so to them."

Qian Chu Guang didn't quite understand what Dr. Method said, but he understood it somewhat after being exposed to so many AIs with different styles.

For AI, there is actually not much difference between 1 second and a century. They knew that the future of Vault 101 was doomed to fall into a complete sleep one day. After all, this was not an unpredictable ending, but they were not very satisfied.

Even the sun has a lifespan.

How much more when a person or a civilization turns into nothing?

They have experienced a life that is better and longer than anyone else's in that never-ending dream, and they have no memory of the outside world.

From a personal point of view, even if it is virtual, it is not a pity. Their mission is to live well according to their own ideas.

For that shelter, its purpose is to record their memories, thoughts, interpersonal relationships, lifestyles, and everything about that era, and leave it to the future as some kind of inspiration.

Chu Guang rarely told others that there was such a good place in the alliance. Indulging in the country of death was not a good idea for living people.

In a sense, it was an ideal and more poisonous poison than the ideal city. Even he had the idea of ​​staying there.

Although it was only for a moment...

Alyssa was silent for a while.

"Actually, I haven't thought about where life was, but sometimes I think...it would be great if I could go to that era and have a look."

Maybe she also felt that her idea was a bit naive, so she smiled sheepishly and continued talking in a low voice.

"That way, we'll know where to go."

It's not just her.

Everyone in the Workers’ Association sometimes feels confused.

They have overthrown the feudal landlords and gained a bright future, but no one can tell them where they will go in the future.

Although everyone has reached a consensus to only do the present, it is impossible not to consider the future at all.

It would be great if I could go and have a look at that era.

She had fantasized about this more than once.

Seeing the confusion in Alyssa's eyes, Chu Guang thought for a moment.

"I think that's not necessarily the answer, and it's not necessarily a certain era in the past that we're going to, but there's indeed a lot of knowledge and experience there that's worth reference."

"So I communicated with the management of Shelter 101 and planned to turn their surface retention camp into a university."

Alyssa looked at him blankly.

"……University?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Well, you can understand that it is a school. But unlike other full-time schools in the Alliance, people there not only learn what we already know, but also explore the future and the past."

Seeing that confused look gradually turn into a look of understanding, Chu Guang continued to speak in a gentle tone.

"It's normal for you to feel confused. You are at the age when you are most curious in your life, and you also happen to have the courage to chase your ideals at all costs, but this alone is not enough. You also need to read more and understand this. The world, understand your own science, and then summarize your experience and methods to find the answer... In this process of exploration, you will know where you are going. "

The calendar was born in the fields, not imagined out of thin air while lying on a straw mat. At least in his opinion, the process of exploration is more important than the answer.

Alyssa lowered her head.

After a moment, as if she had made up some kind of determination, she nodded her chin vigorously and raised her head again to look at Chu Guang.

"That little fish... became so powerful after studying at the No. 101 Vault Construction School, right?"

"If I could, I'd like to go there too!"

It took her one or two weeks of hard work to finish the work, but the little girl, who was about her age, completed the check in only three days, and pointed out the areas where she failed to do a good job meticulously.

This also includes the time to understand the work content.

This Alyssa looks simply incredible.

However, after seeing those magical mathematical tools and methods, all the disbelief became convinced.

That is knowledge that people in Boulder City will never understand in their lifetime.

She hopes to bring back that knowledge and help everyone here.

Maybe it's like management.

In this process, you may slowly find your way to the future.

"Xiaoyu...she is a special case. She happens to be better at mathematics, but she did grow up to what she is now after studying in Camp 101."

Looking at those eyes that rekindled expectation and desire, Chu Guang said seriously.

"As for going to Camp 101 to study, you should discuss it with your father."

"I have actually asked my father. My father said that I am already an independent-minded adult. He asked me to think about things by myself in the future. If I don't understand, I will ask you... He will not give me any more life advice. ”

When he said "here", Alyssa glanced at him secretly with some embarrassment and continued talking in a low voice.

"...When I'm undecided, can I ask you for advice?"

Although he didn't think he could be of much help, seeing the expectation flashing in his eyes, Chu Guang couldn't say those inhumane words.

"Yes, but what I can give you is just my suggestion. In the end, you have to make your own decision."

Those eyes full of expectation burst into a smile in an instant.

Nodding vigorously, Alyssa said happily.

"Yeah! Thank you!"

Looking at this polite little girl, Chu Guang smiled and said.

"You are welcome."

Thinking about [tomorrow], he picked up a document from the table.

"Just as you are here, there is something I might need to ask you to do a favor for—"

"No problem! Please give it to me!"

Looking at the motivated Alyssa, Chu Guang smiled and handed the document in his hand to her.

Alyssa took the file and flipped through it roughly.

"This is it?"

"For the New Year's Eve event, every year we will select the most popular recipes. This is... a tradition of our shelter. In order to promote communication between shelter residents and survivors outside the shelter, we started to add the 'Most Abandoned Recipe' last year. Local guests welcome the food selection option, but we need several judges.”

The members of the jury for this year are selected by voting on the official website. Each settlement will select several judges who will be voted on by local event players.

Afraid that this guy would become inflated, Chu Guang was embarrassed to say that her voting popularity on the official website forum was relatively high.

But Alyssa didn't ask him why he asked her to be the judge, she just thought it was out of trust. After understanding the content of the activity, her eyes suddenly shone.

"Yeah! I will starve all day in advance to make room in my stomach!"

Facing that "death-like" look, Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"You don't have to work hard for this job..."

…

Alyssa was not the only one who was selected as a judge for the New Year's Eve event. Someone seemed to have received more votes than her.

And it’s a lot higher!

A single-family house on the edge of Linghu Lake.

Dolly, who had just come home from work, suddenly showed a surprised expression on her face after hearing Fang Chang's explanation.

"Eh? Do you want me to be the judge?"

"Well... I'm sorry, this is just an invitation. If you're not interested, you can turn it down."

After telling Dolly everything about the New Year's Eve event, Fang Changji looked slightly embarrassed.

For the New Year's Eve event in 2016, the players themselves chose the judges. He never thought that his wife would be chosen by his good brothers one by one.

Everyone who knows him well knows that he is a person who doesn't like to show affection.

Rather than showing off, he prefers to live his own two-person world quietly, but he can't stand a group of bad friends asking about his private life every day.

These bitches.

I am interested in other people’s wives all day long!

So curious, go find one yourself!

"Oh ho ho... How could Miss Survivor Daily Journal miss such an interesting thing?"

Hanging the handbag on the clothes rack by the door, Dolly had a narrow smile on her face and poked her square arm with her index finger.

"Dear Mr. Fang Chang, you won't let me go alone, right?"

Seeing that she seemed to have no intention of rejecting the offer, and instead looked very interested, Fang Chang made a helpless expression and said.

"...Of course, how can I rest assured that my dear Miss Ji is going to such a far place alone?"

Seeing the rare expression of embarrassment on the bad guy's face, Dolly slightly raised the corners of her lips proudly, feeling as sweet as honey in her heart.

Suddenly remembering what she had heard from her colleagues in the past few days, she said with some emotion.

"But having said that, a lot of things seem to have happened in Boulder City recently."

Whether inside or outside the giant wall.

The Alliance residents sent troops to wipe out the entire gang in the slums, but she didn't even think about it.

Fang Chang nodded.

"Well, a lot of things did happen. Although it is still called Boulder City, it is probably completely different from the Boulder City you are familiar with."

"Let's go back and have a look!" Dolly couldn't help but have a hint of expectation in her eyes.

The inner city was completely wiped out.

What will it look like there?

Looking at the twinkling eyes, Fang Chang could feel the emotions in her heart, and reached out to touch the fluffy emerald green hair.

"Um."

"Let's go shopping together when we get back."

…

Boulder City.

In a certain kitchen at the Alliance Army Station, Feng Qing said guiltily as he looked at the plates filled with unspeakable things on the long table.

"So you still lost?"

After returning that day, the market was blocked. She went to Shuguang City again, but still didn't buy anything on the list.

Although Mosquito didn't blame her, she was still very embarrassed. She had been waiting for him in Shuguang City to return to Boulder City.

Then she took on a new task - to vacate the kitchen rented by the Goblin Corps.

Taking on the mission with her was her best friend Gui Gui.

I don’t know why, but the reward for this apparently simple errand task is as high as 200 silver coins! A risk label is also added.

But she wasn't panicked at all.

Just move the things out of the kitchen. This is much safer than testing the aircraft!

She followed without hesitation.

Guigui standing aside helplessly spread his hands.

"There's nothing we can do, because we didn't buy those spices, so we can only use other things instead."

"sorry!"

Looking at Feng Qing who lowered her head to apologize, Gui Gui quickly comforted her.

"Ah, no need to apologize. I think you reduced our losses by not buying it. I have told you before that cooking with multi-legged beasts will definitely not work!"

Feng Qing said hesitantly.

“But…what about the New Year’s Eve event?”

Gui Gui scratched the back of his head.

"Let's think about other ways. If you can't just get something to get through, it's okay. Anyway, as long as you participate, you will receive a mysterious gift."

Feng Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

㰴Cooking is not something that professional combat players like them are good at, especially since she knows nothing about cooking.

From the very beginning, I challenged myself with difficult ingredients such as multi-legged beasts, but it turned out that it was still a bit too difficult.

His eyes fell on the supplies piled in the corner of the kitchen. Looking at the pile of black lumps, Feng Qing couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What are those? Are they also food?"

As she said that, she walked past, reached out and picked up a piece.

Just as she was about to take a bite, the ghost next to her saw this and quickly stopped her.

"Wait! You can't eat that, it's charcoal!"

Feng Qing was stunned.

"Wood, charcoal?"

"Yeah! The leader originally planned to use charcoal grilling. Someone told him that the aroma released by burning wood can also cover up the smell of some food, but it failed later."

From Gui Gui's expression, he could probably figure out the situation at that time. Feng Qing looked at another sack filled with yellow lumps.

"Then...what about those?"

Egg yolk?

Looking in her direction, Guigui said quickly.

"Ah, there's sulfur over there, and next to it there's saltpeter and stuff."

Silently putting down the sulfur in his hand, Feng Qing glanced at Gui Gui with a subtle expression.

"I said...is he really planning to cook?"

"Uh, maybe?"

His expression was so subtle that he looked away. Guigui, who had been so sure at first, suddenly couldn't make up his mind, "Anyway, luckily...he probably gave up."

She thought this might not be a bad thing.

The things that Lao Na made were weird at best, but the things that Boss Mosquito made would send people away, and sometimes they would be locked up in a small dark room.

But it's rare that he is so interested in food.

Feng Qing looked at the white crystals in the bucket on the side.

"What about those?"

"Ah, those are white sugars! The mosquito boss's last attempt! He tried to cover up the smell of meat with sweetness, but in the end everyone went to the toilet."

It was another memory that I didn't want to think of, and a regretful expression appeared on Gui Gui's face.

But this bucket of sugar is probably the only thing in the whole kitchen that can be stuffed directly into your mouth.

Looking at the bucket of sugar blankly, Feng Qing said heartbrokenly.

"It's such a shame to waste so much sugar."

"Really?" Guigui sighed, crossed his arms and said, "I've wanted to complain for a long time, that guy is just wasting food."

Use spices to mask the odor of many-legged beasts.

I'm afraid the spices used are more expensive than the meat!

After staring at the bucket of sugar for a long time, Feng Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Why don't we just use these sugars to make some simple food!"

Gui Gui was stunned for a moment.

"Just use white sugar? Then... what can I do?"

candy?

It seems the taste is a bit monotonous as well.

Looking at her confused best friend, Feng Qing raised the corners of her mouth proudly.

"Marshmallow!"

Although she has never done it, she heard that the principle is very simple.

As long as the sugar is heated to melt the syrup, the heating chamber is constantly rotated, and the syrup is ejected from small holes under the action of centrifugal force, the sweet sugar strands can be solidified in the air.

Hearing these three words "㳔", Gui Gui's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What a great idea! This is much better than the many-legged beasts stewed vermicelli!"

"Uh... what kind of weird food is that?"

"The inspiration comes from snail noodles... Anyway, it's settled! I'll find Boss Mosquito and ask him to make a cotton candy machine!"

The more he thought about it, the more he thought this idea was great. Gui Gui clenched his fists in excitement.

Mosquito Boss will probably be moved to tears!

His hands-on ability is finally put to use in a normal place!

Cheers brother!

Seeing that his suggestion seemed to be of great use, Feng Qing smiled sheepishly.

"Hehe, I want to make more, and give some gifts to Orange and the others by the way."

"Tangerine?"

"Well! A very cute child, very well-behaved, and very sensible! I promised her that I would visit her when I have time," Feng Qing said with shining eyes as he looked at Guigui who tilted his head. "I'll introduce you tomorrow!"

"Uh-huh! Looking forward to it!!"

The two of them worked together to move the most dangerous sacks and barrels out of the house first.

Soon there were only a few beakers, conical flasks and other glassware left in the kitchen, as well as some bottles and jars on the shelves.

Taking down a glass bottle from the shelf, Feng Qing opened the cap and sniffed it, frowning.

"The smell of kerosene."

Why use kerosene for cooking?

In addition to kerosene, there were some white particles the size of fingernails in the glass bottle.

She couldn't decide whether the bottle was marked in any way or what it contained.

"Do you still want these things? If not, I will dump them." Gently shaking the glass bottle in his hand, Feng Qing shouted to Gui Gui, who was busy packing things not far away.

"Ah, it's all gone," Gui Gui said casually without looking back, "Mosquito said he didn't want any materials in the kitchen, so he asked us to help him get rid of them when we clear the kitchen."

"This idiot captain is so wasteful."

Feng Qing shook her head, unscrewed the bottle cap, poured the contents into the sink, and turned on the faucet to flush them away.

Just a few moments after she turned on the faucet, the pool of light yellow liquid suddenly burst into flames.

Thanks to his agile reflexes.

Seeing that something was wrong, she ducked down, and the fragments caused by the explosion almost grazed the top of her head and flew out.

"What happened?!"

Seeing the bottle rolling on the ground, Gui Gui's expression changed instantly and he said in shock.

"Sodium! Oops...I forgot!"

The explosion undoubtedly ignited the kerosene, and the flames splashed from the pool ignited the shelves containing bottles and cans not far away.

Under the influence of high temperature, some bottles and jars began to undergo wonderful changes.

Looking at the shelves that started to have a chain reaction, Feng Qing swallowed and took a step back helplessly.

"That……?"

"That's sodium! Metal sodium!"

"??? What is he doing in the kitchen with that thing?!"

“The devil knows ah ah ah!!”

From the explosion of the first glass bottle, what will happen next seems to be destined.

The originally peaceful residence suddenly heard a violent explosion, and fire and smoke came out of the kitchen window.

Fortunately, the power was not particularly powerful and the house was not blown down.

Thinking they were being retaliated by gang members, the military camp immediately sounded the alarm, and a large number of heavily armed soldiers rushed over.

In the end, it was discovered that it was a false alarm.

After learning that the commotion was caused by the goblin corps, the logistics officer didn't ask any more questions. He just asked his subordinates to send a ticket to a certain corps commander with a dark face.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Looking at the dazzling string of zeros, Mosquito signed the ticket with tears in his eyes.

But fortunately, everyone is fine.

Things like charcoal and sugar had been moved out in advance, and the two little players affected by the explosion were only slightly injured.

If you lie down for three days and miss the New Year's Eve activities because of this trivial matter, it will be a big loss...

[Mission: Evacuate the kitchen used by the Goblin Corps (failed)]

…

The commotion that occurred in the player's camp was just a small episode. Most of the food prepared by the players were relatively normal types. After all, there were only a few ruthless people who risked their lives to develop the recipes.

Except for people like Tomato Scrambled Eggs, who are actually chefs, most people don't expect to get ahead by relying on their eccentric ideas.

This kind of festival activity is just a lively event. Although there are many people who form teams to grind monsters and materials, everyone still participates with a playful attitude.

Because of the active players, Boulder City, which had been deserted for more than half a month, finally regained some of its former bustle because of the approaching festival.

In this way, New Year's Eve night finally came to an end.

The decorated streets were decorated with lights and colorful decorations. The survivors took to the streets one after another. Many shops that had been closed for more than half a month opened their doors.

Since last week, the construction team has begun to pay some wages in accordance with the league's minimum wage standard, and the factory began to pay wages in silver coins earlier.

Products are "growing" out of the shelves again. Although people's wallets are not bulging, they can already buy some things.

Everything is getting better.

The night sky was lit up by colorful fireworks.

Not only the Heart of Steel parked in Dawn City, but also the anti-aircraft guns on the giant wall began to discharge fireworks into the sky.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Boulder Military Industrial Building, looking at the colorful flames in the night sky, Ibers smiled and clapped his hands.

"Not bad, not bad...it's rare for me to watch a unique and good show."

In the name of hunting alien species, he quietly cleared away the predator tribes around Boulder City, and then violently wiped out the gangs in the slums.

[So far, the performance of this shareholder has exceeded his expectations. He has not been so surprised by an organism for a long time.

Originally, he thought that the chaos in Boulder City would keep Qingquan in turmoil for at least six years, but now it seems that this good show has completely ended in just one month.

The time bomb buried in the huge wall seemed to have been quietly dismantled without even starting the countdown.

Now that the slums have been rectified, most of the factories in the city have resumed production. Perhaps the state of emergency will be lifted soon.

Maybe this celebration is an opportunity.

However, Ibers was not disappointed, and instead became even more excited.

Under that peace and tranquility, he had already vaguely smelled the smell of blood...