This Game Is Too Realistic

About a year ago, when the church was just built in the settlement, Zhao Yinyin could hear the voice of an old man in her mind from time to time.

At first she thought it was her hallucination, but later she discovered that it was not the case. Not only would he answer her questions, but he would also occasionally teach her some knowledge she had never known before.

When she was very young, her grandfather passed away. Sometimes she felt that the old man was just like her grandfather, always very kind.

Later, the old man told her that he was the Holy Son, and he was the one enshrined in that church.

Yinyin had no doubts about what he said. It would be better to say that she had long suspected that his identity might be that of the Holy Son.

After all, who else but a true god could be as omnipresent and omnipotent as he was, communicating with her in her mind?

From then on, she began to confide all her troubles to the Holy Son without reservation.

Gods don't lie, let alone talk about the troubles of mortals.

There is no more suitable person to confide in than him...

As usual.

Yin Yin, who was huddled in an empty room on the second floor of the annex, told him all her troubles, including the conflicts with her good friends, the sadness of a broken family, and the worries of being helpless in the future.

Wiping away her tears, Yin Yin muttered in a low voice.

"...I'm sorry, I talked so much about myself, you may feel bored."

There was a long silence.

The kind voice slowly drifted into her mind.

"How could it be, my child?"

Although it was just a comfort that was not encouraging, a weak but strong smile appeared on Yinyin's face, cheering her up a little.

After a moment, she seemed to have made some kind of decision and looked forward.

"Of course I should apologize to Xiaoyang..."

Standing out of sight and looking down at the little girl, Luo Gan smiled faintly.

Is it really a child?

He would spend so much time worrying about such trivial matters, but he would never do this. He would do whatever he decided to do immediately.

"If you don't want to do it, you don't have to do it."

Yinyin tilted her head.

"Why?"

Luo Gan wanted to tell her, because it was meaningless. Everyone in this settlement will die soon. In that case, what difference does it make if you do such a thing or not?

But after thinking about it, he finally didn't say that.

Even the animals in the sheepfold have the right to spend the last second happily. They are not killing for the sake of killing.

So he changed his words to a gentler one.

"Time is a good medicine. It will heal every scar. As long as you wait patiently, everything will get better."

Yinyin hugged her knees tightly, buried her chin between her knees, and whispered softly.

"As long as it lasts long enough, it will get better."

"Um."

The god guarding her nodded slightly. Although she couldn't see the person, she was sure that he was doing this action.

Yinyin believed in him.

But she couldn't agree with this.

Because she remembered clearly what he told her personally when she was worrying about whether to help the little sheep escape from this cage.

After hesitating for a moment, she whispered.

"But... didn't you tell me that there is no time to hesitate about many things, and the questions left to be answered in time will definitely end up with regrets."

...Hmm?

Have I ever said this?

Facing the innocent girl, Luo Gan couldn't help but fell into thinking for a while.

Among all the chess pieces he selected, this little girl was the youngest and the most special one.

It's not because he has special feelings for her, it's just because she is different from other believers in that she always tells him every trivial matter and trouble in life in detail.

Others mostly have respect for the gods and feel honored that "only they can communicate with the gods face to face."

Therefore, even Zhao Tiangan, who is the father of this little girl, who does not believe in the Torch Faith in his heart, will adopt a humble and pious attitude and carefully consider every word when communicating with a higher being like himself. Words.

And he himself naturally made use of this reverence, using the face of the Holy Son to communicate with these believers who only had a superficial understanding of him.

Occasionally, they will use their identities to give orders.

After all, even though Jingyuan has been implanted in their brains, he can't just take over their bodies.

The only way to completely take over the control of the body is when you are "wandering".

And this little girl seemed to regard him as someone to confide in.

She naively believed that gods would not gossip about mortal matters, so she told him almost everything.

Luo Gan acquiesced to her actions.

Anyway, a few words of communication won't take up much computing power, and this chess piece might come in handy at a critical moment.

It was precisely because of this that yesterday, he used the excuse of knowing a perfect hiding place to encourage this little guy to go into the basement.

After all, even if you go crazy with others, you can't guarantee absolute safety. After all, there are a group of special guests in the manor.

But it was absolutely safe to stay in that empty basement.

But now it seems that he has done an unnecessary thing. In order to let a chess piece live on the chessboard for a while, it has put the entire plan on the back of undue risks.

If she didn't have a basement, it might take the Alliance a while to find the laboratory in the basement of the annex.

No matter how useful this chess piece is, the experiment in this settlement has come to an end. What's more, it's hard to say whether surviving is a true kindness to her.

Death in a dream is painless, but if one falls into the hands of a mutant, then life is truly worse than death.

Thinking of this, Luo Gan sighed softly.

As expected...

My own cultivation is still not enough.

Of course, what concerned him more was actually another thing, why he said something like "Questions that are left to be answered in time will definitely lead to regrets in the end."

Is it a pity?

That kind of thing can only happen to yourself.

They have paid enough price on this road and gave everything to their ideals at the last moment.

There was no possibility of him turning back.

"I just think that escaping is not good... Lord Holy Son?" Seeing that the voice in her head did not appear for a long time, Yinyin asked nervously and cautiously.

She had nothing left.

If even the Holy Son ignored her, she might really be in despair.

"Well, I'm... I was just wondering when I said that. I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Luo Gan said with a soft smile.

A relieved smile appeared on Yin Yin's face.

"It doesn't matter...you have to answer the prayers of many people every day. It doesn't matter if you reply to me later, as long as you are still there."

Seeing that the little girl was still worried about him, Luo Gan couldn't help but smile.

If she was told that it was she who controlled her father and walked in front of the Alliance and was killed by those soldiers, I don't know if she would still be able to laugh.

"God's work is actually not as busy as you think."

Yinyin tilted her head.

"But won't there be many people praying for you?"

He said in a gentle tone.

"My child, most people don't actually ask God's will. Before they pray, they already have their own answers in their hearts... What they need may just be someone pushing them from behind. There are only a few children like you who leave everything to me."

Hearing these words, Yinyin couldn't help but feel a little hot on her face, and whispered in shame.

"I'm sorry...for causing you any trouble."

"It doesn't matter. I don't think you are a trouble. Rather, I am happy to see you grow. In the past, you always asked for my opinion, but today you made your own decision to reconcile with your friends. You have already It’s a good thing to have your own opinion.”

Yinyin asked incomprehensively.

"Don't you want people to listen to you, God?"

"If everything was decided by God, I might be really busy."

After saying this half-jokingly, Luo Gan suddenly let out a soft tut when he came back to his senses.

Come to think of it, he actually denied himself.

But it's no wonder, he knew very well that the Forefathers were not real gods, and the Son was even less. They just needed the clothes of gods to do things that were impossible for humans.

Of course he was very pleased that the settlements here were all subject to his will, but from the perspective of an elder, he still hoped to teach this child something more precious.

Of course he is a good child who is obedient, but he will always be a child without his own opinions. He prefers that she has her own opinions, even if it is completely contrary to the teachings he preaches.

Maybe it wasn't his words that were contradictory. Deep down in his heart, he actually didn't want this little girl to die.

Let alone a living person.

Even if the flowers and plants are planted in pots, as long as they take time and water, everyone hopes that they will not wither.

Not counting those like-minded apostles, this was probably the most communication he had with mortals since entering the Holy Realm.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Gan came up with a compromise.

That is letting this special little lamb out of the sheepfold.

Anyway, for him, missing one or two is not a big problem, and it is unlikely that the alliance can study anything based on a single sample.

"If you trust me, I can show you a way."

Yinyin nodded seriously.

"Well! Tell me!"

Luo Gan said slowly.

"Give up here, let the people of the Alliance seek asylum, and then leave this right and wrong place completely. I think they will consider it because you are still a child."

Yinyin looked at him in confusion, her big eyes flashing with disbelief and surprise.

"But... aren't the Alliance people bad guys? They killed my father, and I heard... they are going to demolish your church."

Looking at the little girl who tried her best to prove that those people were villains, Luo Gan suddenly laughed out loud and almost burst into tears.

Unfortunately, he no longer has that thing.

Until those surprised eyes turned into confusion, he slowly continued.

"Listen, you may not be able to understand at your age, but you will understand when you grow up...the things you are saying now are not important at all."

Yinyin stared at the empty space with wide eyes.

"How could..."

Without her explanation, Luo Gan continued in a serious tone.

"This settlement is sandwiched between two behemoths, and this is true for all settlements on this land. No matter what choice they make, the final outcome will definitely not be good. And you want to survive Oh, the only way is to stay away from here.”

Yinyin bit her lip and squeezed out a sentence.

"But why do you want to join the Alliance...can't you take me away?"

Luo Gan's expression froze slightly, and after a long silence, he said ambiguously.

"We still need a little time there..."

It would be meaningless to drive her into another sheepfold. Even if the other ancestors would take care of her for his sake, the experiment that should be carried out would definitely be carried out step by step.

Yinyin's eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.

"time?"

Luo Gan nodded and said patiently.

"Well...this is a huge undertaking."

"Our humanity, our society, these will take a long, long time to build. We will build this utopia as perfectly as possible, and for this we need to sacrifice our lives, courage and determination. I know where it will become in the future. Heaven, the whole world will, but not now...can you give me some time?"

He didn't know why he had to ask for the child's consent, and he even used a gentle solicitation tone.

In fact, he didn't need to do this. After all, it was all decided, and even if she shook her head, she couldn't change the fate of this settlement.

But he did it anyway.

Maybe...

He was just trying to convince himself.

Yinyin looked at the empty place with a vague understanding, nodded gently, and squeezed out a smile on her face.

"Okay...although I don't understand, you won't harm Yinyin, right?"

The air was quiet for a while.

There was a sound after a while.

"Well, I promise I won't hurt you...thank you."

He didn't look into those innocent eyes, he just left a few words and left quietly and hurriedly.

That smile made him feel a twinge in his heart.

Although he had already given up that thing.

This may be his only regret since entering the sanctuary.

The result is that practice is not enough.

Although she didn't hear the farewell sound, Yin Yin could feel that he left here.

She jumped down from the chair with a whoosh, and was about to walk out of the house to find Xiaoyang to resolve the misunderstanding last night, but she heard a creak from the floor outside the door.

This annex is an old house after all, and the wooden floor has aged like that.

She was slightly startled, walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and saw that familiar face not far from the door.

The little sheep stared at her blankly, holding a handful of gram candies in their hands, which were given to them by their brothers and sisters from the Alliance last night.

At that time, she kept Yinyin's share, but she never found a chance to give it to her. It wasn't until sister Chen Yutong gave her another handful when she was drawing blood and asked her to share it with her friends that she made up her mind to come over.

But as soon as she walked to the door, she heard the sound in the room...

"...Yin Yin?"

"lamb?"

Yinyin stared at her blankly, her expression changing between panic and alertness, as if she had done something wrong, and said at a loss, "You...why are you here?"

"My brothers and sisters came outside and gave me some gram. I want to give you some..."

Xiaoyang looked at her nervously, swallowed, and continued.

"Who are you talking to..."

Yinyin's face turned slightly pale.

The Holy Son told her that she must not let the people in the north know that she could communicate with him, otherwise they would not let her go because of their hatred for the Torch.

"I……"

Looking at Yin Yin whose expression was filled with tension and fear, Xiaoyang vaguely guessed something, but said nothing. He just walked forward gently and hugged her.

Seeing Tu Zhi hugging her lamb, Yinyin was stunned and did not react.

"...Eh?"

"It's okay, I won't tell anyone..." Looking at the helpless Yinyin Lamb, he raised his head and gave her an encouraging smile, and whispered in a gentle voice, "This is the two of us." Secret...?"

The lady has always taken care of herself.

She didn't know if it was the right thing to do, but now it was time for her to report on her.

"...little lamb." Yinyin stared blankly at this sister who was two years younger than herself, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

There was regret, there was grievance... and there were many emotions that she couldn't express but were stuck in her chest.

Not just because of the hurtful words she said last night, but because she suddenly realized that the person who was most worth talking to and caring about was actually always by her side.

What made her feel ashamed was that she had never really taken a liking to this clumsy friend. She didn't even regard her as a friend in her subconscious. She just wanted to play with the servants because of Xiaoyang's special status. .

Otherwise, why would I rather confide in an unknown god than tell her my true feelings honestly?

Otherwise, why would he still drag her to do things that might result in scolding, even though he knew there was no escape?

He has always led her around and treated her as his pet, but he has never asked her what she thinks, whether she wants to leave here or whether she needs to hide in that "no one can find" place for a while.

Even if something so serious happened last night, she didn't ask her a word of concern. She was just worried about the change of identity and the loss of her only friend after losing everything.

Seeing the young lady bursting into tears, Xiaoyang didn't know what she was thinking, he just patted her back gently in comfort.

"It's alright now... the little sheep will stay with you."

I don’t know how long it took.

A gray-green mist filled the window.

It was a color that Yin Yin had never seen before, and there was an ominous feeling in the hazy color that she couldn't even see her fingers.

Also noticing the changes in the eyes outside the window, Xiaoyang stopped and patted Yin Yin's hand gently, muttering to himself.

"It's foggy..."

At this time, there was a slight creak from the direction of the stairs.

With the secret in mind, Yinyin immediately looked over there, but saw nothing. There was just an empty corridor.

Is it an illusion?

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a wet footprint slowly leaving the corner of the stairs.

It was as if I had just waded through the grass and stepped on it with my boots.

The moment she saw the footprints, her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

...ghost? !

…

The fog suddenly appeared, and it happened abnormally in the afternoon, and it filled the entire Pinecone Farm in an instant.

People gathering at the gate of the manor had panic on their faces, thinking that the Alliance had activated the mind interference device and what happened last night would happen again soon.

Whether they were prison guards, serfs, or servants of the manor, they all dispersed in a swarm, hid in their homes desperately, and hurriedly took out the locks and locked themselves.

There is really no lock, so we can only find a piece of hemp rope and tie the family members to the pillar or the stove.

This saves the players a lot of trouble.

When the "monster" doesn't know where it will spawn, it is really dangerous for so many people to gather together.

But no one is taking it lightly.

This sudden rise of thick gray-green fog was clearly a trick created by the Torch Church. Players gathered at the door put on helmets and gas masks and spread out to guard against possible accidents.

"What's going on with this fog..."

"Poison gas?"

"It's not like... your breathing is not affected."

"It just smells a bit stinky."

"And it's so green too!"

They were communicating quietly in the communication channel.

Luo Yu glanced at the sky. He could see clouds in the sky before, but now he could only see a shit-green halo.

The air was thick like jelly and had a damp, musty smell, like clothes that had been left unwashed for a long time.

At this time, the call from the Heart of Steel came from the communication channel.

"...This is the Air Command of the Heart of Steel. We saw you surrounded by thick fog in the sky and reported the situation to you immediately!"

Holding the rifle and walking to the door of the manor, Lao Bai, who was wearing power armor, said solemnly.

"Everything is normal here for the time being. Can you visually inspect the scope of this fog area? Is it just our area, or is the entire area covered?"

"The fog area covers approximately more than a thousand square kilometers, and you are right in the center of the fog area."

"I suspect that Torch is doing something wrong... Can you send a plane to the area to help us take a look? Focus on searching the area from Pinecone Wood Farm to Jinhe City."

"learn."

With such heavy fog, the visibility on the ground should be poor. I'm afraid I won't be able to see anything in the sky, so Lao Bai didn't hold out much hope.

What he was really worried about was that the mutants might take this opportunity to get out of the city.

But what worries him more is, how did this thick fog come out?

At this time, Luo Yuhu, who was standing aside, gently held his forehead and whispered.

"...It's spores."

Quit smoking was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

"spore?!"

"Hmm..." Luo Yu nodded solemnly and continued, "It's similar to the mutant slime mold spores... Xiao Yu told me."

Although Xiaoyu does not rely on spores to exchange information and reproduce, it did develop in the environment of Qingquan City, and it has some understanding of the spores of general slime mold.

After hearing what he said, all the players had expressions of surprise on their faces, especially those who quit smoking, and looked at him in disbelief.

spore?

Why are there spores in Jinhe City?

There is no brood nest here at all!

Murderous Dagger swallowed.

"Wait... just ask if you don't understand, weren't all your fruiting bodies dead before?"

"It still has one left in my body, which is the biological prosthetic body that restores HP... And don't say weird things. What do you call my fruiting body? That's Xiaoyu!" Luo Yu glared at him dissatisfied. .

Murderous Dagger smiled innocently.

At this time, Lao Bai interrupted their exchange and said.

"Now is not the time to talk about this... The situation has changed, and we have to temporarily evacuate key NPCs and equipment from here."

Suddenly remembering that he still had a task of one hundred thousand silver coins, Luo Yu said quickly.

"Remember to take that little sheep with you."

"Absolutely. She is a key research material. No one can leave her behind."

Quit smoking then asked.

"Where are the local residents?"

"There are 40,000 to 50,000 people here...it is impossible to move everyone away, and it will be even more dangerous outside the wall."

After taking a look at the houses outside the manor, Lao Bai continued in a deep voice.

"Anyway, just do your best."

At this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly came from behind everyone, followed closely by the sound of gunfire.

Turning his head suddenly to look behind him, Lao Bai's expression changed slightly.

It’s in the direction of the annex!

…

In the emerald green jungle, green heads were shaking, and their knotted muscles were covered with orange ammunition and forest weapons.

Kuru stood in front of this group of mutants, staring at the thick fog-filled plain ahead, his pupils flashing with bloodthirsty and fierce light.

The thick fog, which was too putrid for the weak old humans, smelled of a refreshing fragrance in his nose.

In that fragrance, he could smell killing and death...

Last night, he suffered a tragic defeat. Not only did his brothers suffer numerous casualties, but he also lost half of his arm.

A guy as incompetent as him should have been chopped into pieces and thrown into the pot, but the patriarch did not hold him accountable for his stupidity, but instead forgave him mercifully.

Not only that, the church people helped him install a mechanical arm and implanted a large number of mechanical prosthetics into his broken body, which increased his destructive power to a higher level.

In order to make up for the losses caused to the tribe by his mistakes, and to repay the church for giving him the opportunity to set foot on the battlefield again, he volunteered for this operation and vowed to bring back 50,000 heads for Master Jiaen.

To comfort the brothers who died last night, as well as the martyred apostles and executioners.

Seeing the fog getting thicker and thicker, a cruel smile gradually appeared on Kulu's face, teaching him that Guo had not lied to him.

Under the cover of this thick fog, the originally impassable plain will be completely opened to them.

Even if the airship flying in the sky knew that they might be hiding in the thick fog, it didn't know where to fire.

At this time, a light popping sound floated in the distance.

That's the signal to attack.

Kuru took a deep breath, letting the smell fill his chest, and the blood flowing in his veins boiled like lava.

He raised his mechanical arm, and the ax in his hand looked like a gun, and roared with a rough and savage voice.

"Kulu said, chop up those two-legged beasts——"

"Leave no one behind!"

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(Thanks to "Fishing Alone in the Snow in the Yangtze River" and "Digging Graves in the Middle of the Night" for the rewards!!!)