This Game Is Too Realistic

When the "Viper" transport plane returned again, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Arriving with this flight, in addition to the twelve brothers Guangfeng and Murderous Dagger, there was also Ms. Chen Yutong, an active researcher of the scientific expedition team.

Seeing Chen Yutong jumping out of the cabin, a trace of surprise appeared on Lao Bai's face. He went up to look at her and asked.

"Why are you here?"

"Isn't there something wrong with the psychic device here? The management entrusted me to come over and restore it to normal..."

Looking around at the bloody mess around him, Chen Yutong felt his stomach churn. He turned away from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones to look at Lao Bai, and looked at Caring You up and down.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

Lao Bai said, dumbfounded.

"What can I do? There are only about twenty people in total."

The equipment of the execution team does have some merit, but to be honest, the combat effectiveness is not outstanding, and it relies too much on the power of the equipment, so it is natural that the gold coins will be exploded.

What Lao Bai didn't know was that it wasn't that the execution team was weak, but that their own combat effectiveness was a little too high. To be recognized by the people of Weiland, you can't do it just by relying on your strength.

With the strength of that team, they may not be able to defeat the legion's youth army on a frontal battlefield. Infiltration, sabotage, rebellion and poisoning are commonplace, and assassinating high-level people in a settlement is even easier.

The Torch Church was able to acquire such a large territory and turn countless surviving settlements in the diocese into its own puppets. At least half of the credit must be attributed to the Inquisition.

But then again, the execution team also didn't expect that the optical camouflage actually failed. This is why they simply didn't have that thing in the subsequent battles.

I'm afraid that in the end, they all suspected that the alliance had mastered some kind of technology that could see through optical camouflage. Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to explain why their two consecutive sneak attacks ended in failure.

Chen Yutong looked at Lao Bai suspiciously, making sure that this guy was not trying to show off his strength and that nothing was wrong with him. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, curled his lips and said, "Hey."

"I'm relieved it's okay."

Lao Bai sighed and said.

"I'm sure it's fine, but not you. This is a war zone, no joke."

Chen Yutong blinked.

"You will protect me, right?"

Lao Bai was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"That's for sure, I will try my best..."

Seeing that Chen Yutong had no intention of giving up staying here, he couldn't help but ask you, "Isn't it wrong for you to study something? I remember that your area of ​​expertise is physics."

Chen Yutong said with a smile.

"That's right, I have also dabbled in the research on psychic devices. Have you forgotten? I asked you to accompany me to the eastern suburbs of Qingquan City for investigation."

"I thought you were just curious to visit."

"It was true that I only visited it at the time. Later, I became very interested in it, so I briefly learned about it through the resources of the scientific expedition team."

When she said this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips proudly.

That thing is indeed not difficult for her.

Her learning ability is not weak, especially in the fields she is good at. In addition, she is in the golden age of scientific research. If the academy hadn't been too crowded, she wouldn't be just a little E-level.

It’s okay to just understand it briefly...

Lao Bai couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this.

It was his regret that he didn't study well, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to make up for it in this life.

Looking at Lao Bai who was still standing there, Chen Yutong urged him to speak.

"Okay, don't waste time here. It's too late for someone else to come over. Take me there quickly."

Lao Bai sighed, nodded and said.

"Follow me."

Passing through the stairwell, the two came to the basement of the annex.

When passing the collapsed door panel, Chen Yutong saw the little girl tied into a rice dumpling, and another girl standing next to the little girl.

When she looked at the lamb, the lamb was also looking at her secretly.

Chen Yutong stopped in front of her, leaned down with his hands on his knees and asked Yu.

"Is this sister your friend?"

The little sheep nodded and whispered.

"...It's sister Yinyin, she is two years older than me."

"Yin Yin, that's a good name," Chen Yutong touched the lamb's head, curled his lips and said, "What about you?"

The little sheep whispered shyly.

"I... lamb."

Little sheep.

The most common names in the wasteland are mountains, rivers, spring, summer, autumn and winter, followed by plants, trees, insects, birds, tables and chairs. Even though cows and horses are named in some areas where farming is the mainstay, sheep are not common.

Chen Yutong was silent for a while and said softly.

"Your friend is going to be fine."

After hearing these words, Xiaoyang's tense expression relaxed significantly, with an expression of joy on his face.

She didn't know why she instinctively believed in the strange sister in front of her. She always felt that this sister knew a lot of things and was just like a doctor.

"So, where are the people outside..."

"It will get better too."

However, I probably won’t be able to go back to the way I was before.

When being brainwashed, the memory will not disappear, and the dead will not come back from the dead. Even if it only stays for a short time, those crazy thoughts will remain until you wake up.

The survivors of this settlement will probably spend a long time in fear and regret.

After all, those who actually died at the gunpoint of Alliance soldiers may not even account for half.

Seeing the happy expression on the face of the little lamb and the twisting and struggling Yin Yin, Chen Yutong sighed softly in his heart and followed Lao Bai to the laboratory behind the basement.

When she saw the experimental equipment in the compartment on one side of the corridor, she had a surprised expression on her face.

"...This is."

Seeing the surprise on her face, Lao Bai stopped and asked curiously.

"What's up?"

"Nothing..."

As a biological laboratory, the equipment here can be said to be quite comprehensive.

Not to mention basic equipment such as constant-temperature incubators, ultra-clean workstations, and biological safety cabinets, more advanced protein detection devices, cell synthesis devices, DNA synthesis devices, brain wave detectors, etc. are also available.

These basic experimental tools were not very cutting-edge technologies in the Prosperity Era, and can be found in relics such as some biological laboratories or pharmaceutical factories.

However, what is confusing is that several devices are obviously not recovered from the ruins, but were made after the Wasteland Era.

As for why she knew about Yu...

Because the models of those pieces of equipment are almost the standard equipment of the College's Institute of Biology.

She is so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar...

…

He Anshui is the owner of Green Pine Hotel.

The hotel he runs is right next to the gate of Songrenmu Farm. The location is easy to identify and easy to remember, because it is the only hotel there for dozens of miles.

His daily job is mainly to receive some traders and mercenaries, and by the way, he also helps his master, Mr. Zhao, to collect some information on the wasteland.

It is impossible for any settlement to live a prosperous life just by farming. There will always be things that cannot be produced by oneself and need to be exchanged with outsiders.

This is especially true for plantations that are mainly based on farming.

Mr. Zhao knows very well that Songrenmu Farm needs those traders, and he extremely distrusts those cunning guys. Therefore, even if there are many empty houses in the settlement, he will never let outsiders come in to stay overnight.

Unless the merchant is appointed by himself.

Thanks to this, He Anshui, who runs the only hotel in Songrenmu Farm, has made a small fortune relying on the franchise rights in his hands.

Although most of his income needs to be given to the master, he can still save a lot of money by relying on this business.

Moreover, he doesn't have to go to a faraway place like Yang He to work hard, nor does he need to send his family to the manor's annex as hostages. The master was very relieved about him because he was right next to the settlement.

Be it people or property.

He Anshui is a person with no ambitions, and he has no superfluous ideas. He just wants to live his life peacefully. After all, over the years of running a hotel, he had seen too many wastelanders with missing arms and legs.

Those guys may not have an owner, and they are nothing more than that. If you open their pockets, you will find nothing, and no one will ask if they die. He still prefers to be sure of happiness than this kind of life where there is only one meal but no next meal.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why his father gave him the name "An Shui" - hoping that he would be as stable as the water in the well in the backyard.

Speaking of which, that guy Wu Wenzhou came back and brought news from the north, saying that the Wastelanders there were being plundered and harassed so they couldn't bear it anymore and finally decided to unite.

Looking at the way he was beaming when talking about the alliance, He Anshui knew that this guy probably had the idea of ​​leaving here, but he scoffed and didn't take it to heart.

It's okay to listen to things outside for fun, but God knows how dangerous it would be if we really went there.

What about 0.9 silver coins per kilogram of corn?

No matter how cheap meat is, can it be as cheap as here?

Here, whether it is gold or silver, just one coin can be exchanged for a large basket. Regardless of how other serfs are doing, at least he is quite comfortable.

Eat a lot of meat and drink a lot of wine, and you will gain weight if you are not careful.

The most peaceful place in this wasteland has to be Pinewood Farm...

I don’t know how much time passed.

The buzzing that lingered in his ears finally disappeared, and his blurred vision gradually became clearer. He Anshui shook his head and patted his old face with his right hand.

Paji——

The sticky feeling made him slightly uncomfortable.

Even if he doesn't like washing his face, he won't get so much grease that he can pull out hair. The same thing happened in the mouth, as if I had eaten a mouthful of rust and my throat seemed to be stuck.

"Did I fall asleep..."

He mumbled something vaguely in his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, something fell out and fell to the ground into a puddle of thick scarlet red.

Tomato...sauce?

Looking at the pool of scarlet in front of his knees, he was startled, his eyes slowly raised, and then he saw the human-like "thing" lying in the pool of blood, and one by one kneeling on top of "that thing" There was a familiar face next to him.

Among them were hotel cooks and service workers, as well as serfs working in nearby farms... There were twenty or thirty people in total, and the narrow guest room was packed to the brim.

Like him, they all knelt on the ground, facing the inhuman "thing" in front of them at a loss.

Fuzzy memories began to wake up.

He Anshui recognized this room. It was the guest room of his old friend Wu Wenzhou who often traveled far away.

It was said that at noon, he was still wondering why the guy didn't go back when he reached the door of his house, and came here to join in the fun with the mercenaries.

He had already guessed who the inhuman guy in front of him was...

In fact, I don’t even guess.

He remembers them all.

"Old...Old Wu..."

He Anshui's lips began to tremble, his face lost color, and he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted. He collapsed on the ground, kicked his legs and retreated to the wall.

The soaked pants dragged a shocking bloodstain on the ground.

What have I done?

No……

Why?

It was as if a pot of sulfuric acid had been poured into his stomach. He Anshui vomited it out, curled up in the blood and vomit, and trembled like a spasm.

"Ah...kaka..."

He was speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

He wanted to ask why.

Why does it become like this.

It was obviously fine a second ago...why?

He had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn't know who to ask.

People kneeling next to Lao Wu, like him, gradually woke up, then gradually became frightened and despaired, and then vomited, and tears and stomach acid were squeezed out of the body...

People knelt on the ground and repented, or vented like howling in agony, or banged their heads against the wall, trying to end this miserable dream, and the pain paralyzed their nerves.

The Songrenmu Farm was once again filled with wails and wails.

This time, it seemed even more miserable than the previous night...

…

A pure white room.

Scenes of tragic scenes were gathered together on palm-sized screens, forming a semi-curved wall.

Sitting in the center of the room, the old man quietly watched the purgatory on earth that was going on. In the end, Gujing Wubo's face turned into a leisurely expression and he let out a soft sigh.

Even knowing that this is a necessary sacrifice on the road to utopia.

Even if it is clear that those guys are just domestic animals in captivity.

Seeing this miserable scene, he still felt a little unbearable.

Even a mind interference device cannot achieve 100% brainwashing. Even Naguo is immune to it, let alone a technology that is still in its infancy.

Band 03 will cause 99% of the people to eat 1% of the people. If the 99% of the experimental subjects are allowed to wake up, at least half of them will be defeated by their own memories.

So he asked the mutants to come and clear the place.

The purpose is to allow those experimental subjects to die without pain after the experiment is over.

This is his greatest kindness to the experimenters who sacrificed their lives for glorious evolution.

Unexpectedly, those guys who have no mercy at all and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals have adjusted the frequency of the mind interference device.

This is an even more cruel atrocity than killing them.

"If I still need to practice..."

Sensing the flash of anger at that moment, Luo Gan lowered his eyebrows and murmured to himself.

It was the same when Zhao Tianqian met the children before. Seeing the astonished expressions on those guys' faces, he couldn't help teasing them.

This is actually not the case.

Among the many bishops of the Torch Church, he is one of the older ones. He entered the Holy Realm more than ten years ago, but his cultivation is the least advanced.

The so-called cultivation here does not mean practicing exercises or reciting scriptures, but a kind of harmony or sublimation of one's own mind.

Human beings are unable to complete their own evolution. This is just like stepping on the left foot with the right foot and unable to reach the sky. This has nothing to do with what shoes a person wears.

Even if technology can give people wings, it still cannot let people think like birds that have wings to begin with.

There is no doubt that humans, standing at the top of the food chain, are higher animals than birds. There is no need for humans to become birds. When the development of civilization reaches a bottleneck and people's feet leave the soil on which they depend, their inherent limitations will gradually be exposed.

Maybe this kind of creature only deserves to have a civilization within light years.

It is closer to the underlying human nature than methods and attitudes, and builds the underlying logic of human civilization.

It is not the front-end technology of the warp engine, nor can it solve any problems existing in the material world. It will make people return everything they do not deserve.

Otherwise, how can we explain that after the Starry Sky, we obviously ended all conflicts and joined the People's Federation, but lost everything in just three years after a long period of prosperity.

Project Torch offers one explanation.

The collapse of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee also provides an explanation.

This kind of creature always lives in an unstable environment. Once they judge that they are threatened, they will definitely find a way to strike first.

There is only a slim chance that they will be lucky enough to bet on a bright future... This is usually called greatness or miracle in the history of the People's Federation.

Because this is something that doesn't happen often.

Even if it did happen and had a significant impact on historical progress.

Inspired by the torch, the Nativity Church came up with a set of solutions.

If we want this weak species of human beings to soar to a new dimension, we must think from a height above human beings. Becoming a "Gestalt" is just a superficial explanation. What they really want to do is to become gods.

Man cannot adapt to life in heaven.

God can!

For this reason, the bishop of the Torch Church must abandon all attributes of being a human being and look down upon humanity from a standpoint outside of humanity. This is also the most fundamental reason why all bishops will enter the "sacred realm".

Only by entering the "sacred realm" away from the constraints of gravity can we have true divinity!

If they don't do this, sooner or later they will be like the earliest mutants, who even though they have become other species, they still think about their human identity from a human standpoint.

The final result is obvious and easy to see.

On this basis, the mutant tribe that was born has no inheritance from human civilization at all. It is more like retracing the path that humans have taken from primitive society.

They themselves will either be killed or go crazy.

Luo Gan often laments that even though he has abandoned his physical body, it is still difficult for him to completely separate himself from human nature.

Perhaps it was because he was too old when he entered the Holy Realm, and the old ideas seemed to have grown on his rotten flesh and blood, and were engraved into the circuit board along with the current.

He often envied that child.

The one they chose was the Holy Son.

That guy is like a blank slate. He couldn't be more perfect.

"Sorry, the execution team failed...The alliance forces occupied our research facility and transmitted the No. 05 band through the mind interference device."

"The interference we exerted on the experimental subject... has been lifted."

A voice floated to his ears, interrupting Luo Gan's reverie.

He waved his index finger lightly, and a light blue floating window floated in front of him. In the darkness, he saw an apostle in a robe kneeling on one knee and bowing his head to him.

The background of the shot is the basement of the Pinecone Farm Church.

The shadow of the hood covered the man's face.

Although he couldn't see the apostle's eyes, Luo Gan could feel the shame and regret buried under the brim of his hat.

In fact, their experiments went smoothly until the execution team intervened, as their opponents were a bit too experienced in the battlefield.

But overall, the experiment was very successful.

It's just not perfect.

Not wanting to see these loyal children blaming themselves, he comforted them with a soft voice.

"It doesn't matter, my children, a small mistake is nothing to us, not to mention we have already obtained the data we need."

"The experiment at Pinecone Wood Farm is over. Take those data and evacuate from the passage under your feet. Someone will meet you at the end of the passage."

"We will deal with the aftermath, the Qi tribe will handle it for us."

The apostle buried his head and said respectfully.

"Yes! Lord Bishop."

A smile of approval appeared on Luo Gan's face.

At this moment, he frowned slightly, feeling something strange.

bishop……

That was his title, and it was usually only lay people or peripheral apostles who called him that.

The more official honorific title should be Xianxian or Pioneer.

Even some apostles who are close to the core of the Torch Church will use the titles of "bishop" and "pastor" privately, but they are usually not used in communication between superiors and subordinates.

Of course, this trivial matter didn't make him unhappy, he just felt a little confused.

In order to answer the confusion in his heart, he looked down at the apostle and said.

"My child, raise your head."

"Let me see your eyes."

The apostle was obviously stunned for a moment, apparently not understanding what he meant, but he still complied obediently, slowly raised his head, and met his gaze.

There was nothing unusual about those eyes.

It says that normal people will have doubts and confusion.

The only flaw——

I'm afraid it's just a bit too artificial.

Those don't look like human eyes.

It's like a "thing" wearing human skin...

At this moment, Luo Gan finally realized where the sense of dissonance came from.

Seeing through the poor acting skills, at the same time, his cloudy pupils gradually took on a hint of murderous intent, and he stretched out his withered fingers towards the screen in front of him.

He's going to tear this guy apart!

At the same time as he stretched out his hand, the paper man hidden in the screen seemed to have sensed the crisis, and suddenly ran away, as if wanting to distance himself from him.

The picture on the screen shook violently, as if there was an earthquake. The man desperately escaped into the underground tunnel. No matter how he escaped, he was still on the paper-thin screen.

He didn't know how this guy got into his memory area. If it thought it could come out alive, it would be too naive.

Seeing the poor guy who got into the cage because of his cleverness, Luo Gan's lips gradually turned into a cruel smile.

"You can't escape."

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the screen that was so close to him disappeared with a "pop".

He held his right hand in the empty space, his expression instantly froze, and then a hint of anger emerged from his cloudy pupils.

"Tsk..."

Being set up...

That Zhao Tiangan was dead, so he no longer cared about the dead body, but he didn't expect that the abandoned interface in that guy's head would be used by the other party.

Under such circumstances, the body of that person could still be recovered... They underestimated those bugs.

The index finger clicked on the communication interface.

Luo Gan was about to leak the information to the four apostles who were staying in the settlement, but the communication interruption icon was hung next to the four names.

His expression gradually changed from stunned to solemn.

The opponent did not turn off the mind interference device after occupying it. Instead, it further increased the output power, and the interference range also expanded beyond the manor.

No wonder they removed Band 03 from interfering with those who survived so quickly...

Now no one can contact the four apostles in the settlement. They can only pray that they will be smart and withdraw from the settlement immediately when the situation is not right.

The only thing I'm thankful for is that I can't contact the four apostles, and the Alliance people shouldn't be able to contact the soldiers in the settlement.

At least for a while, those kids were safe.

Even so, Luo Gan still couldn't be optimistic.

He closed his cloudy eyes and fell into deep thought. He sighed softly and said to himself.

"It's difficult to handle..."

…

The bridge of the Heart of Steel.

Zhao Tianqian's body was lying on a stretcher and had been cold for some time.

When the previous "Viper" transport plane returned, it was brought to the alliance's military base at the junction of the provinces. Later, under Chu Guang's order, it was moved here by another "Viper".

At this moment, an expressionless android was kneeling next to him, with his index finger poking into his nostril, and a light blue data stream flashed in his pupils.

Suddenly, its body swayed slightly and its eyes closed. At the same time, a small trace of green smoke came out of the corpse's nostrils.

It was as if something had been burned.

Sun Eclipse opened his eyes again, the light blue data stream disappeared, and his index finger was pulled out from the corpse's nostril.

After waiting for a long time, Hanshuang, who was more anxious than anyone else, stepped forward and asked when he finally saw the result.

"How's it going?"

Sun Eclipse glanced at Hanshuang, then at Chu Guang, who was standing aside, and said in a calm tone.

"There is a passage leading outside in the basement of the church. Those apostles should be there."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Chu Guang nodded in thanks, and then ordered Xiao Qi to update the new information and tasks on the players' terminals.

Although the signal in the manor area was interfered by the psychic interference device, the official website forum of the other world was not affected in any way.

His good brothers who are good at exploiting game bugs have specially arranged for a person to squat offline to guard them, so that they can receive first-hand information when communication is interrupted.

It is a pleasure to play games with smart people.

"You're welcome! It's our honor to serve you," Hanshuang Er said before Sun Eclipse with a bright and charming smile on his face, "If you need anything, please feel free to trouble us!"

Sun Eclipse didn't speak, but looked at his right hand silently, his eyes full of confusion.

"Strange..." it muttered to itself.

How did that guy figure it out?