This Game Is Too Realistic

The dead city sleeps under the yellow-grey sunset, filled with radioactive dust and blurring the sunset.

The rows of tall buildings are like tombstones. There is no sign of fire in the empty windows, nor can you see the passing cars and flashing neon lights of the past.

The white mist he exhaled condensed into white frost on the mirror surface of the protective suit.

At this moment, Yule finally understood why his seniors had repeatedly warned him to wear protective equipment before he went to the surface, and he finally understood why he was prepared to send one thousand cubic meters of nuclear fuel.

His Adam's apple moved and he squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

"...nuclear winter?"

Zhao Feiyu glanced at the sky.

"It's not just radioactive fallout that's covering us, but also debris on orbit... Just half a year ago, our space elevator disintegrated, and I didn't know about it until yesterday."

The radioactive dust scattered at the edge of the atmosphere and the debris scattered in low-Earth orbit block a large amount of visible light reaching the surface.

Not only that, but the scale of industry, the use of energy, and the methods of production have also all regressed to the era of prosperity or even earlier.

This is not a simple matter of calorific value addition or subtraction. The planet's ecosystem was originally adapted to the industrial activities of the Prosperous Era, but now everything has changed violently.

No one knows how long it will take for the planet to adapt again, especially now that the planet is nearly buried in dust.

Perhaps humans should take the initiative to adapt to this drastic change.

Interestingly, the biological activities of mutant slime molds were not affected by radiation, but instead shrank their activity scale due to global cooling.

Thanks to this, the People's Federation was able to deploy more military forces to the front line, and the war finally ushered in the dawn of victory.

Zhao Feiyu briefly told the news he knew and what Jin He was doing.

"The People's Federation is planning to build a more efficient reconstruction agency in order to restore production in the shortest possible time and address the human-socialist disaster caused by climate issues."

"The Kinhe refugee settlement will be converted into a settlement, and some researchers and engineers will assist residents who are stranded there and unable to enter evacuation facilities to carry out reconstruction work... Our jurisdiction has also been transferred from the Central War Research Institute It has been returned to the local management agency, and some work on disease prevention and treatment and improvement of drug production methods will probably be carried out next.”

"Although I personally think this is a good thing, it may also mean that reconstruction will become a long-term work with a cycle of ten or even twenty years... It will be difficult to do."

Zhao Feiyu smiled, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere, but when he saw that there was no smile behind the protective mask, he immediately suppressed his smile.

"...Although it is very difficult, I still believe that everything will be fine."

Seeing that You'er was still silent, he paused and looked into the distance.

"I have a few tickets to the future here - okay, let's not get involved, they are dormant cabins with a fifty-year validity period. The People's Federation thanks us for our cooperation over the past year. The anti-radiation agent formula has saved a lot of lives. People, the radiation abatement agent is also... Our work has been completed, and we can go to the future to enjoy our happiness."

Yule smiled bitterly.

"So what if I go."

Zhao Feiyu's expression paused slightly, then he said with a smile.

"It won't be a big deal, but after fifty years everything will be back to normal. As long as you sleep, all the unpleasantness will be over. Don't you think it's great? Of course, it's not all a good thing. Now Three years is a generation. If you are hanging out with a young man more than a dozen generations later, the generation gap is probably bigger than that between man and dog——"

"Do you believe it?" Yule looked at him and interrupted his fantasy.

Zhao Feiyu fell into silence.

There is no need to answer this question at all.

No one has counted the number of people who died directly or indirectly in the war, but just looking at the abandoned high-rise buildings, it is not difficult to guess that this must be an astronomical number.

To the era of prosperity.

If it were so easy, why would there be hibernation shelters in units of hundreds of years in the evacuation plan?

Seeing that the senior fell into silence, Yuer continued to ask.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Feiyu sighed.

"I plan to stay..."

Yule did not speak, but listened quietly as he continued.

"Although the current situation is very bad, there are many people who need me to study, and I have my family and friends in this era. I can't drag everyone with me to the future. People only have so long, and the remaining time is for me Want to stay with them."

After a pause, he looked at Yule.

"Although it's a bit selfish to say this, I still hope you can go."

Yuerbo said bluntly.

"Why am I rather lonely?"

"No, it's not that kind of reason," Zhao Feiyu said with a wry smile, "Okay, let me tell the truth. The People's Federation wants us to arrange a few researchers to go to the future, but as you can see, this is not something that can be done right away. End the crisis. If everything ends in fifty years, everyone will be happy. If not... at least someone will take us forward. "

Yule was silent for a long time and sighed.

"Then I will go to that beautiful new world for you."

…

Yule finally chose to go to the future.

He himself didn't know why he made this decision.

Maybe it’s because I still have some illusions about the world fifty years from now, or maybe I’m just desperate for the current situation.

It doesn’t matter which era you go to, as long as it’s not now.

People may need him in the future, but people now also need someone to help their children in the future.

Then go to the future.

He had no descendants anyway.

The relationship with my parents is also very indifferent.

The young people of his generation are like this. They care more about the realization of self-worth and the soul that resonates spiritually than blood and tradition.

Having made all the mental preparations, he calmly lay down in the hibernation cabin, and like countless expeditioners to the future, he began this journey through time that goes and goes without end.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the development of things still exceeded his expectations.

It was also beyond the expectations of Chu Guang, who stood aside and watched quietly.

When Yule woke up again, he was not facing the wasteland fifty years later, but nearly two centuries later.

"2320..." Xiao Qi, who was sitting on Chu Guang's shoulder, opened her eyes wide and exclaimed softly, "That means... he slept for 191 years?! Shocked!"

"Wasteland Era 191...not long after Torch came out of Vault 117," Chu Guang glanced at Xiao Qi as he spoke, "By the way, haven't you already read the entire memory? Why are you still surprised?"

Xiaoqi's expression froze, and she subtly moved her eyes away to look aside.

"Hey...it's more atmospheric this way."

Chu Guang: "..."

This has a Hammer vibe...

"Okay, okay, don't worry about these details, it's almost over... Wuwuwu, I really want to stay with the master for a while longer."

"Aren't you with me every day?"

"How can it be the same!"

"Is there any difference?"

"It's true! One is outside and the other is inside... Hmm, how to describe it?" After thinking for a while, Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly lit up and she said with a shy smile, "It's like the master comes in."㣉Xiao Qi's body...hehe."

Chu Guang: "...?"

The still picture continued to flow.

Xiaoqi pressed the continue play button without authorization, sat up from the sleeping cabin and looked around blankly.

After a brief chat with the staff standing by, he learned that he had slept for nearly two hundred years, and the expression on his face was complicated, as if he had mixed emotions.

People cannot fulfill their promises beyond their own life span.

A group of people is even less likely.

He should have expected this, but the current situation still exceeded his expectations.

The fifty-year freezing period, the promised pension and honor...all disappeared with the disappearance of the People's Federation.

They entered a new era,

People born in this era call it the Wasteland Era.

In fact, after the People's League, an organization called the Post-War Reconstruction Committee was born, and his predecessors worked for that organization for a period of time.

The staff of this research institute brought him the notes of his senior, and he found the letter that his senior left for him.

"... Mr. Yule, I'm sorry for keeping you asleep for so long. I was hesitating whether to thaw you out on your eightieth birthday, but then I remembered what you said, that you wanted to go." It’s a brave new world, but that may have to wait a little longer..."

"It's 2174, the 45th year of the Wasteland Era. As for when you will see this letter, I'm not sure... maybe 2229? But I hope for the best, no one has ever slept for that long. ”

"My health is getting worse and worse. Even if I replace the imitator, the remaining parts will still age, and things have been really messed up recently. Those idiots fifty years ago didn't fight enough. The fight has started again recently... As expected, the War Construction Committee has been disbanded, and now there are companies, colleges and legions. No one knows what the future will bring. "

"Ah, you may be confused after seeing this. Where do I start to explain to you... In short, the War Construction Committee is the Post-War Reconstruction Committee, the organization I told you before that was established for more efficient reconstruction. , you can think of it as a continuation of the People's League, because it has successfully inherited all the bad things of the People's League. Of course, it also has good points, but these are not important now. It is best to follow the times. It’s over, it’s over again.”

"I didn't expect to be lucky enough to experience the end of the world twice in my life. Now we stand together with the survivors of Singularity City. It is the refugee settlement next to the previous research institute. Now it is economically developing. . A few days ago, researchers who fled here from the east coast joined us, and I watched their research... To be honest, their ideas are really wild. "

"I think the same as them. As long as people are still people, they will make mistakes countless times. If you want to solve all problems once and for all, you can only make people become another strong, long-lived, and smart person. And the docile new species, they call it Gestalt! It’s a rare opportunity, how about adding cat ears to the new human being? Haha, don’t take it seriously.”

"Those guys were so brave that they actually used the unstable experimental reagent on themselves. However, the effect was unexpected and amazing. Now that we have a 'strong body', we should think about how to use it more powerfully. What great qualities are engraved in our DNA.”

"You may think I'm crazy, and I actually think so too, but... this is the only thing I, as a researcher, can do for other compatriots."

"Let's put the research aside and talk about something happy. The unity shown by the residents of Singularity City gave me hope. It only took them a short time to give up their illusions and decided to be their own saviors. , There are also signs of improvement in winter. Maybe we will be able to grow some food outside soon... The situation is optimistic, maybe everything will be better in another fifty years. "

"I'm sorry that I made my own decision and extended your dormancy period, but please believe that I had good intentions. I actually feel very guilty. I took you to Jinhe with me, but ended up before the end. You spent the last day in the laboratory. It's a pity that the past days can no longer be forgotten, but at least I hope you can live in a beautiful new world in the future... If possible, I want to meet you face to face. I'm sorry, but after thinking about it, I decided to tell you these things by writing."

"I am too old to travel in time. This letter may be the last piece of information I leave in this world."

"I wish you a happy life in the new world."

"To my dear friend."

"——A friend who chooses to stay in the past."

After reading the letter from beginning to end, Yule was silent for a long time, took a deep breath and put away the notes and the letter together.

Now he is truly alone in this world.

The only umbilical cord left between him and this world is probably the letter in his hand and the unfinished research by his senior.

Standing behind him, an old man said softly.

"Your friend is a researcher worthy of respect."

Yule turned and looked at him.

"Who are you……"

The old man said softly.

"Luo Gan, from Vault 117."

Hearing this name, Chu Guang's face showed a surprised expression, but Yu Er's expression did not change at all, nor did he feel any affection for the word "sanctuary".

After more than two hundred years...

Even if there is no change in language, even if they are all human beings, can they still be considered a species?

"Do you know my senior?"

The old man shook his head, but nodded again.

"I was in the shelter as soon as I came out. I just escaped from that cage some time ago. It's impossible for me to know someone from more than a century ago."

After a pause, he continued.

"But if I had the chance to meet him, I think I would become very good friends with him."

Yule gave him a strange look.

"Why do you think so?"

Luo Gan smiled softly.

"Thinking itself is a subjective behavior, and scientific research is even more so. I got to know his research, and then I got to know him as a person."

"Is it……"

Looking at You'er thoughtfully, Luo Gan slowly spoke and continued.

"As long as people are still people, they will definitely repeat the same mistakes... We understand his point of view very much. Along the way, we have seen too many hopeless fools, or eating people alive, Or eat people in different ways."

There was no surprise on Yu Er's face, he just said lightly.

"Has it become like this outside?"

He wasn't surprised at all.

Rather, when he learned that it was two hundred years later, he already had a good idea of ​​the situation outside.

Luo Gan nodded slightly and continued talking.

"We don't want to be pessimistic and think that this is a curse engraved on our foundation, but most of my traveling companions and I are also tired."

"Since leaving the shelter, we have been looking for seeds that can hatch miracles. The first stop was Boulder City, and then other settlements... And we found more than 800 seeds, even if one I didn’t even see the slightest trace of hope, but instead lost a lot of outstanding people.”

"Singularity City is the last stop. We agreed that if it doesn't work here, we will give up."

Yule asked Yu.

"So have you given up?"

Luo Gan smiled and said.

"Almost... we gave up when we saw those green-skinned monsters. Even if those old priests still have a little bit of human conscience and respect for knowledge and let us alone, it won't change their depravity.㱕Facts.”

"There are cannibals outside the research institute..." Yule looked at the envelope in his hand and touched his chin, "In other words... did senior's research fail?"

Don't know why.

He didn't have any regrets in his heart, but instead... he was a little happy.

In this way, it is not meaningless for him to make a choice by betting on others. Although this is not a beautiful new world, at least there is something he can do.

Like now.

This "meaning" is in the palm of his hand.

"I don't think it's a failure, it's just not completed," Luo Gan continued. "He built a strong body for the new humans, but he also planted the seeds of violence in their genes. He plans to solve this problem in the future. , but it’s a pity that this seed sprouted before he solved the problem... It would be better if we woke up earlier and met him earlier.”

"The coward holding the key always persuades us to wait, making us believe in a League of Nations that can't even save ourselves, as if all the problems can be solved as long as we follow the orders step by step and give everything to our children. Same."

"Then we watched helplessly as the flames extinguished little by little, until the endless night swallowed up this land. No matter how far away there was, no miracle would happen...whether it was a few hours away or dozens of miles later. "

When he said this, Luo Gan looked at Yuer.

"We plan to end this meaningless trip and continue his research. If possible, we hope you can help us."

"Complete the unfinished gestalt life form?" Yuer thought for a moment and said simply, "Yes, I will help."

Luo Gan looked at him in surprise, and then a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Putting away his smile, he stretched out his right hand solemnly.

"Thank you for your support, there is another excellent crew member on the ship leading to the new world."

"You are welcome."

Yule took his right hand and shook it.

"My thoughts are the same as yours. If you can't wait for the new world after sleeping for more than two hundred years, it will be the same if you wait for another two hundred years."

"If I had to be the oar of this ship, I would do it."

After this handshake, Luo Gan said goodbye to Yuer and followed the others with the torch to the south. Torch has reached an agreement with local mutants. "Champion" Biopharmaceuticals will help them research prosthetic bodies that make mutants stronger, and mutants need to fulfill their obligations to assist their experiments.

The old priests of the Qi tribe are all survivors of Singularity City. The ancestor party led by them has extraordinary respect for knowledge and scholars, and this is also one of the traditions inherited from Singularity City—— A group of technicians helped them a long time ago.

Although the new generation of mutants from the secular sect are superstitious that the brains of smart people are more delicious, after seeing the power of modified prosthetics, they have rarely reached a consensus with the old guys from the ancestor sect - at least not eating them. Those researchers.

The experiment continued in an orderly manner.

When Luo Gan came back again, it was 19 years later - that is, 2339 years, 210 years of Wasteland Chronicles, the previous one before Chu Guang woke up.

Feeling the vicissitudes of time, Chu Guang suddenly sighed.

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on his shoulders with her elbows supporting her knees, turned her face to look at him.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Guangyan spoke concisely and concisely.

"It's nothing, just a little emotional. I actually saw the vicissitudes of this land in the memory of a little person."

The picture continued to flow.

During this meeting, Luo Ganyu uploaded his thoughts to the circuit board, and the meeting place changed from reality to a "sacred domain" that exists in the virtual world.

At the same time, Luo Gan also brought new news.

They have established a theocratic kingdom in the south ruled by the Church of the Torch.

Under the rule of the "Sanctuary", people do not have to quarrel over meaningless love. Everyone wholeheartedly becomes an oar on this ship leading to the new world.

Not only that, he also brought a major research achievement obtained by the southern laboratory-a fungal organism called Najia.

"With the help of the mind interference device and Nahu, we have successfully realized a utopia without disputes within a province."

Yule asked you casually.

"What about the Gestalt Life Body project? Is it necessary to continue?"

Luo Gan stared at him with bright eyes.

"Of course we have to continue. The Utopia of the old humans is just a staged failure to ensure that our experiments will not be hindered."

"And the other shore we want to reach in the end is harmony and glory that can be achieved without resorting to excuses and spiritual interference. This means that we must get rid of the body that restricts our souls and become a higher creature than human beings."

Yule nodded.

"I'm confused, what should I do next?"

Luo Gan continued to talk.

"To solve the problem of Nahu being unable to survive in low-temperature and dry environments, we need to spread it further afield, not just within the boundaries of the Maritime Province."

"I will provide you with some samples... The situation is different now, and the surrounding settlements of survivors will slowly stop us. By the way, from now on, you are the apostle of the church, and you have entered the holy realm. I am a pioneer."

"I'm not interested in chanting sutras, it will take up my precious research time." Yule said impatiently.

What he hates most is politics.

He doesn't need any political power, he just wants to do what he thinks is worth it.

However, the irony is that he seems to have never gotten rid of this bondage in his life. Since a long time ago, he has been ups and downs with the boat under his feet.

Fortunately, this new boss understood him.

Luo Gan laughed and said kindly.

"Don't worry, it's just in name only, it won't take up too much of your time."

"With this level of identity, our plan will go much more smoothly, and all settlements in the entire parish will cooperate with your experiment."

"No matter what kind of experiment it is."

This time, Yule finally had an expression of interest on his face.

"Sounds interesting..."

At this moment, he suddenly understood why they failed again and again.

It's not because they don't have the opportunity to do everything well, but because they choose the wrong method and try to use human methods to build their culture from the material level.

This idea may have been wrong from the beginning.

The Age of Prosperity is a unique example in the history of the People's Federation, and because it does not happen often, it is called a miracle.

If you use human methods to build the Kingdom of Heaven, there is a high probability that you will make the same mistakes again.

But God is different.

Substitute divinity for humanity, and you will not make human mistakes.

Of course, he knew that this road must be full of thorns, and someone would die because of it, but even if he didn't do this, would fewer people die?

Maybe more died.

Rather than letting those ignorant guys die for meaningless love, it would be better to let them die meaningfully.

A cheerful smile suddenly appeared on Yule's face.

"I'm sorry, please give it to me... By the way, after a while, I will also follow you in that holy realm."

Luo Gan smiled kindly and nodded.

"welcome."

Yule nodded slightly and exited the sanctuary.

Looking down at Duqiu in his heart, Chu Guang, standing aside, sighed softly.

"This is too extreme."

…

Songrenmu Farm, the annex of Zhao Manor.

The quitter holding the machine gun yawned.

"How long do we have to stay here?"

Fang Chang, who had just gone offline and peeked at the official website forum, said casually.

"The Goblin Corps seems to have taken care of all the work. The mutant reinforcements probably won't be able to come. We should be able to annihilate Quiet tonight, but don't take it lightly."

I quit smoking and said with a sad face.

"Damn! Doesn't this bitch even have room for soup?"

The murderous dagger was raised.

"Huh? Who is looking after my brother?"

Good Dog: “%￥#@!”

The lamb huddled next to the fire to keep warm. He stretched out his little hand towards the fire and explored the warm outline with his palms and fingertips, amusing himself to find the edge that was neither too cold nor too hot.

The flames illuminated her face red.

Although many things happened, her mood has stabilized.

Those big brothers in armor were all good people. They not only drove away the bad guys, cured Yinyin and everyone, but also gave her a few pieces of fragrant and sweet chocolate.

The corpses in the annex have been cleaned up. Although the blood stains on the wall and floor are a bit scary, that's all after seeing too much.

She is safe now.

Safer than ever.

Yinyin sat next to her, wrapped in a blanket. After waking up, she sat motionless and did not respond to anyone who spoke to her.

The little sheep accepted the chocolates for her, didn't eat them, and kept them all for her.

Hope she gets better soon.

At this time, the tall sister came over.

Glancing at Yin Yin, who was huddled up with dull eyes, a trace of concern and worry appeared on Chen Yutong's face, and he looked at Xiaoyang Wen.

"Is she feeling better?"

The lamb shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Yinyin suddenly raised her head.

"dad……"

"Um?"

Although he didn't hear clearly what the little girl was saying, when he saw that she finally reacted, Chen Yutong immediately squatted next to her.

"Are you feeling okay now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yinyin shook her head, continued to look at Chen Yutong, and whispered.

"My dad...is he okay?"

Chen Yutong fell into silence.

She vaguely guessed something from the sister's expression, tears welled up in her eyes, and she continued to ask you in a trembling voice.

"What about...brother? Sister...and the housekeeper and the others."

That silent expression said everything.

Big tears fell from her cheeks, and she hugged her knees tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

"……Why."

The little sheep touched her head and whispered.

"Don't be sad..."

With tears in her eyes, Yinyin bit her lips tightly, unable to say a word, and she didn't know how to face her friend.

She thought about helping her get out of this cage, but it was out of sympathy, pity or kindness, but never in this way.

Father is no longer here...

What should she do next?

Faintly understanding the worry in Yinyin's eyes, Xiaoyang comforted Yu in a low voice.

"...Well, although our family may not have such a big house, it should be quite big. I will beg my father to take care of you."

Yinyin looked at her.

The cold eyes made Xiaoyang feel that the friend in front of her suddenly became so strange. The strangeness even made her feel a little scared.

"Are you proud of yourself now... you are finally free."

Xiaoyang looked at her in astonishment, wondering why she said that.

Yinyin obviously didn't know why she would say such a thing, let alone why she would vent her anger on Xiaoyang.

中中She is his best friend.

However, Yinyin didn't want to apologize for this and twisted her neck to the side.

Looking at the awkward child, Chen Yutong sighed.

Honestly.

Her father was at least 90% responsible for the settlement becoming like this, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was all his own fault.

He already had absolute power, but he still wanted to have more, and at this time someone just threw a sweet bait in front of him.

With an almost arrogant confidence in his abilities, he took the bait without hesitation, and even fantasized about using the chips in his hand to scheming with the church thousands of miles away.

But he didn't expect that people didn't even regard him as a human being. He didn't even deserve to leave a name in the experiment log, only a scrawled number.

but……

She still couldn't help but sympathize with the child.

After touching the little girl's head, Chen Yutong whispered.

"There are a lot of love in this world that we can't do anything about... It actually has nothing to do with our efforts and choices. Even if you didn't miss the basement today, even if you didn't do anything, the love tonight will still happen. "

"I don't know if what you say will make you feel better, but... at least don't embarrass yourself or the people around you. You are all victims, and it is not you who should be responsible for this. Your friend Yu bravely saved If you were me, I would say thank you to her."

As he spoke, Chen Yutong looked at Xiaoyang and said softly.

"Can you come with your sister? I may need your help."

Xiaoyang glanced worriedly at Yinyin who turned her face away and said nothing. Although she didn't want to leave her alone, she still nodded understandingly.

"Well...I'll help."

Chen Yutong curled his lips and stood up on his knees.

"Follow me."