This Game Is Too Realistic

At the same time that the Southern Islands Federation patrol left, the exploration team led by Irena and Elf King Fugui also left the camp and went deep into the jungle.

There are only ten people in this makeshift team. Except for the two leaders, the other four are players who have just passed LV10. They are equipped with basic miner exoskeletons and light and heavy protective gear plug-ins.

The flames set off by the incendiary bombs were extinguished, and the rustling and chirping of insects reappeared all around, as if nothing had happened.

No one dares to take it lightly.

The locals would rather live on the island than on land, not because they have a special liking for the island scenery.

Although most players set foot on this unfamiliar land with their passion for the map, no one is willing to actually run away and become the excrement of a foreign species.

Especially on the first day when I didn’t even earn back my air ticket money.

"This is the coastal port area of ​​Shilong City. One mile further northwest is the coastal residential area, where there are groups of villas and beautiful seaside gardens..."

Referring to the travel brochure in her hand, Irena glanced at the lush tropical vegetation around her, and her expression gradually became subtle.

I can’t say that it’s exactly the same as the picture in the travel brochure, I can only say that it’s completely different.

Although Qingquan City also has large areas of the city covered by vegetation, the situation here is completely different.

Although a small amount of reinforced concrete remains here, most of them are the remains of urban drainage systems and road facilities.

Moreover, most of them were torn apart, and their original appearance could not even be seen.

As for those high-rise buildings and coastal villa groups, they have naturally been completely eliminated, and no trace of their existence can be seen.

After staring at the map in the booklet and studying it for a while, Elf Wang Fugui took out his pencil and drew a circle on the north side of the port, then clicked on the tip of the pen.

"The underground parking lot in the residential area on the north side of the harbor may form puddles... just like the one in Qingquan City."

Irena gave him a funny look.

"Become a nest of alien species like Qingquan City?"

Elf King Fugui touched his chin and thought.

"The possibility is not small!"

Irena said with a smile.

"Yes, the two tasks can be done together."

"To be on the safe side, let's divide into groups first."

The Elf King Fugui ordered the team to be divided into three groups and advance forward in a triangle, so that even if there was an emergency, they would not be wiped out in one wave.

And if one group encounters danger, the other two groups can quickly provide support from both wings.

This is the experience that veteran players like them have summed up on the battlefield, and they are taking this opportunity to teach it to the cute guys.

However, although the plan was very thorough, the speed at which one person moved forward was not ideal.

In less than three miles of cross-country travel, they encountered at least ten alien attacks.

In the two most dangerous times, they even encountered a mutant giant python with a waist as big as a bucket, and a group of mutant canine-nosed bats that looked like pterodactyls.

If Brother Fugui hadn't reacted quickly enough and shot an exploding arrow at the group of mutated canis-nosed bats that hadn't dispersed yet, the improvised convoy would have almost overturned!

In addition to those strange-looking alien species, the dense vegetation in the rainforest itself is a huge obstacle.

The vines buried in the bushes can trip people up if not careful, and the vines formed into a network are like natural low walls.

"Oh my god... the vegetation here is too dense." He used a hatchet to cut off the vines blocking the road, and the power player wearing heavy armor couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Why don't we just set fire to it?"

The agility player, who followed closely behind with a rifle, complained softly, carefully watching the surrounding jungle and shadows that made rustling sounds.

The physique player who was at the end of the line said with a smile.

"Incendiary bombs? Are you kidding me, brother, this is a tropical rainforest..."

According to historical data, a napalm bomb can cover 2,500 square meters of land, but it can only burn about 50 square meters of tropical rainforest.

Trees in a humid environment are completely different from dehydrated construction lumber, and completely removing an entire rainforest would cost a huge amount of fuel.

The cost would probably be higher than cleaning up the fruit-containing hyphae around Jinhe City.

"...By the way, this damn place was really a city before?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking at the wood chopper with a hole in it, the strength animal who walked in the front couldn't help but complain.

"It looks like this from the map before the war. We should be near the road now." The physical player at the back took out the pamphlet attached to the exoskeleton, looked at it, and stuffed it back.

"The road? Here?"

The agility player looked back at him in surprise.

The latter nodded and continued speaking concisely.

"After all, two centuries have passed. Typhoons, tsunamis, earthquakes, and wild vegetation... no one has maintained it. It's not surprising that traces of the past have been erased."

The nicknames of the three players in the game are Squirtle, Water Arrow Turtle, and Hanba Turtle.

From the nicknames, it is not difficult to tell that the three of them know each other in real life and are buddies. Maybe they are still in the same dormitory.

This kind of situation is not particularly rare in "Wasteland OL". After all, the distribution of closed beta qualifications for this game has never been truly random, but has a certain tendency.

According to the analysis of a certain A-test expert on the forum, "Wasteland OL" is ostensibly a game, but it is actually intended to create a virtual community where AI can get along with people and friends. Therefore, in theory, if two players meet the operator's screening criteria and are very familiar with each other, the probability of being issued closed beta qualifications together is not small.

Of course, this is only one of the factors affecting the weight value of the filter.

After chatting for a few words, the three of them stopped talking. While observing the surroundings attentively, they carefully moved forward and continued to explore.

After pushing through a dense bush, a collapsed concrete structure soon appeared in the eyes of the leader [Squirtle].

Emerald green vines wrap around a concrete wall covered with cracks. On one side of the wall is land overgrown with weeds, and on the other side is a pit that is more than ten meters wide and bottomless.

"I'll go take a look...you cover me." Squirtle swallowed, hung the woodcutter on the exoskeleton, put on the assault rifle and approached carefully.

No alien sounds were heard.

After carefully checking the wall wrapped with vines and confirming that there was no danger, he took out a flashlight and approached it, shining a light on the bottomless pit.

The bright beam of light reached the deepest part of the pit, and the floating sparkling light caught his eye.

Hearing the sound of the water droplets falling into the water, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on [Squirtle]'s face, and he turned around and called out to his teammates behind him.

"There's water here—"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw the panic on the faces of his two teammates.

"Behind you!"

"Come back!"

Within a few seconds, two teammates screamed in surprise. At the same time, [Squirtle], who was standing next to the puddle, felt a huge force hitting his side.

That's an arm-thick vine!

That thing was like a tape measure. The moment it hit him, it quickly wrapped around his exoskeleton breastplate twice and pulled him back fiercely.

"Well!!"

The air was completely squeezed out of the chest, and he was almost suffocated. [Squirtle]'s eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

He felt like a flying insect caught in a pitcher plant.

Driven by the desire to survive, he reached out and grabbed the edge of the pothole.

However, the force on his chest became stronger and stronger, and even the polymer lining on the exoskeleton was pressed inwards.

"Brother Jie! Hold on!"

[Water Turtle] quickly opened the grenade launcher safety under the hanging barrel and fired a high-explosive round towards the half-collapsed concrete wall.

Explosions of fire exploded on the wall, but the flying fragments only scraped off a layer of wall dust and a few pieces of emerald green debris, but still could not stop the thick and powerful vines from continuing to tighten and pull downward.

"I...VM..."

Using the last of his strength, Squirtle rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, took off the VM from his arm, and threw it towards his teammates.

Just a few seconds later, he rolled his eyes and couldn't hold on any longer. He was dragged into the bottomless abyss by the vines.

"Jenny!"

"Brother Jie!!"

Seeing their teammates being swallowed by unknown plants, the two teammates let out a mournful roar.

However, the roar was quickly swallowed up by the dark green rainforest, leaving only the rustling of leaves and the rustling of insects.

Picking up the mud-stained VM from the ground, [Blastoise] reached out and pressed his helmet with a sad look on his face, took a deep breath and said.

"This is Group B. We found a concrete structure with abundant fresh water resources underneath, but there seems to be a monster living inside..."

The answer came quickly through the communication channel.

Elf King Fugui: "Monster?!"

"To be precise... it should be a plant." After glancing at the deep pit with lingering fear, the Water Arrow Turtle swallowed and continued, "Brother Jie was killed in an instant, and we didn't even have time to call for support."

There was silence in the communication channel for a while.

Along with the rustling sound of electricity, Elf King Fugui continued.

"... Got it, wait for us there, we'll come over right away."

Blastoise nodded quickly.

"嗽㱕!"

After hanging up the communication, he put Squirtle's VM into his backpack, and then glanced at the concrete structure that had returned to silence with lingering fear.

There's no way it's a trap from the outside.

"Poor Brother Jie, he was gone in an instant."

Hanbagui sighed, and his eyes drifted to the side of the rainforest, and he happened to see a big tree as thick as a bucket, with dense rows of green berries growing from its roots.

That thing looks familiar.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh, leaned down, stretched out his hand and picked one out from the root of the tree, squeezed the palm of his hand and looked at it.

Seeing his movements, Water Arrow Turtle Tuo Qi stood aside and asked.

"What are you doing?"

Standing up from the ground, Hanbagui threw the green berry in his hand to him.

"Does it look familiar?"

The water arrow turtle stretched out his hand to catch it, and just glanced at it, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Kind of...wait, shit! This is that one!"

"Which one?"

Attracted by his startled expression, Hanbagui cast a strange gaze at him.

Without a breath, Blastoise looked at him in shock and said.

"Naguo!! This thing is Naguo!"

Hearing his answer, Han Bagui immediately came back to his senses.

"What the hell?!"

…

The sun has set in the west from mid-air, and half a day has passed since the Alliance cargo airship arrived at the Baiyue Strait.

In just half a day, there have been ten deaths on the map.

One of the cases occurred in the forest surrounding the campground, and the other occurred on the edge of the beach. The distribution was quite even.

In addition, there are ten players who suffered serious injuries that are difficult to heal during the exploration mission.

In order not to waste precious game time, these players decisively chose to give up treatment after saving through the hibernation cabin.

The Niuma Group's airship will carry archived data, VMs, and recycled active materials back to the alliance territory for those warriors.

And this service is provided free of charge.

For a camp with more than 300 people, the loss of more than ten people is already a serious loss.

At this moment, Fang Chang finally understood what the meaningful words the NPC left behind when he left meant.

I bet the other party doesn't think they can stay here forever.

Think about it too.

If this land was really so easy to cultivate, they wouldn't give up on the resource-rich land and live on the island.

However, although this high loss is unacceptable to NPCs, it is just a drop in the bucket for players.

Open your map.

A little bit of death is completely acceptable.

"...The speed of removing the rainforest plots is still too slow. We should hire the Jungle Corps." Fang Chang thought as he stared at the camp shrouded in dusk.

At this moment, the communication request icon suddenly appeared on the VM screen.

Seeing Lao Na's ID appear on the screen, Fang Chang took out his headphones and put them on, stretched out his index finger and pressed the connect button.

"Hello?"

"I, Irena."

"What's up?"

"We found fresh water here, but the situation there is not optimistic. It is suspected that a large carnivorous plant has taken over there, and it may take some time to clear it out. In addition, we found some nuts nearby, which seem to be wild. "

Upon hearing this piece of information, Fang Chang was stunned.

"Wild Naguo?!"

Irena: "emmm... How should I put it? It's a little different from the artificially cultivated ones we saw in Jinchuan Province. The reproduction speed of those things is not fast, and they grow on specific trees like fungus. It’s only a shallow layer along the roots of the trees. If you don’t look carefully, it can easily be confused with the berries in the bush.”

Fang Chang frowned slightly and asked Yu immediately.

"What about the nearby soil? Is it contaminated?"

Irena: "I haven't seen any contaminated soil... As for whether it can be seen under a microscope, I don't know. I only have a magnifying glass here. I'm wondering if there is a possibility that these naturally growing nachos are nago. It seems that what we encountered in Jinchuan Province was an improved variety implanted with mutant slime mold DNA. "

The official website setting seems to describe it this way.

The earliest fruit was spread from the southern seas to the Haiyia Province. Before the Church of the Torch introduced the gene of mutant slime mold to it and spread it as the cornerstone of building the Kingdom of Heaven, it was just a group of special tropical creatures. Fungi 〴㦵.

Just like fungus.

Fang Chang thought for a moment and said immediately.

"Collect some samples for me."

Irena chuckled.

"No problem! By the way, we sacrificed a teammate in order to recycle the sample. That guy's equipment cost a lot of money in total. Look at this..."

Fang Chang rolled his eyes.

"Is ten thousand silver coins enough?"

With a satisfied smile on her face, Irena said happily.

"Cheng Di!"

…

On the other side, the port of the roundabout.

A man in luxurious clothing, accompanied by Coast Patrol Officer Muda and two federal soldiers, boarded the deck of the Meat cargo ship.

Seeing the group of people stepping onto the deck from a distance, Zhimao quietly returned to the cabin with Misa and a group of children who had come out for fun.

Pushing open the door to the captain's cabin and stepping down the gangway, Sisi glanced at the leader, then looked at the only Mu Da she knew, and asked you kindly.

"Who is this?"

Mu Da looked at the man beside him and introduced Yu in a respectful tone.

"This is the governor of the roundabout, Mr. Channing. This port and the settlement behind it are under the jurisdiction of this gentleman."

Governor?

After listening to Mu Da's introduction, a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed across Sisi's face, and then he looked at the governor with a smile and said politely.

"Hello, dear Mr. Governor, do you have any business on our ship?"

Channing said expressionlessly.

"You have been here for three days. If you were planning to buy supplies, you should have replenished them long ago."

Sisi said apologetically.

"I'm very sorry. Our ship has some minor problems and may need to stay in your port for a few days. Of course, we will pay for the detention... I have consulted with the port management and it is 1,000 dinars per day. ”

Channing stared at her for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"You are from the Alliance."

Sisi was stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How did you tell?"

"We did a little investigation in Silver Moon Bay, White Bear Knights, right?" While speaking, Channing glanced at the flag hanging above the cabin.

Seeing that the other party was sure of their identity, Sisi knew that even denying it would be meaningless and would appear to be a lack of sincerity on his part, so he simply admitted it generously.

"Yes, I am indeed a citizen of the Alliance, but this ship is not an Alliance warship, it is just a cargo ship we bought in Silver Moon Bay-"

Channing waved his hand and interrupted her.

"I'm too lazy to waste time talking in circles. Let's get straight to the point. What are you planning? You, those people, that airship parked to the west!"

Sisi just planned to say that he didn't know those people, just like everyone had agreed on the forum in advance, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

But at this moment, she suddenly caught a hint of unnoticeable fear in the governor's eyes.

She was sure that she was right. That fearful look only appeared after confirming their identity and origin.

Then Sisi remembered the clues he had previously obtained from the investigation mission issued by the management - the Southern Islands Federation was established under the leadership of the Torch Church with the support of the Torch Church. Before that, these settlements belonged to Vault 70. Jurisdiction area.

If there are supporters of the Torch Church within the Federation of the Southern Islands, or even apostles of the Torch Church, then it is not difficult to understand why they are so sensitive to the actions of the Alliance.

But——

After discovering that they were members of the Alliance, they did not immediately show any hostile behavior, but chose to test them first.

Obviously, these people are not die-hard allies with the Torch Church, but only agree on the stance on Vault 70.

In other words, these people can actually be won over.

With a slight movement in his heart, Sisi immediately changed his mind flexibly and acted as if he knew the situation of the airship very well.

It's like this Meat cargo ship is also part of a certain plan.

"Please don't be so nervous. As you can see, we just set up a few tents there. It's more than a hundred sea miles away from you, so it won't bother you."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Channing stared at her and sneered, "You came all the way thousands of miles here just to put up a few tents?"

Sisi shrugged his shoulders, making an expression that seemed to be seen through.

"Okay, let's be honest... We plan to build a settlement there to take in the surviving people who escaped from the Xilan Empire, those Yue people."

Channing still looked unbelieving.

"What do you care about those people? Does their life and death have anything to do with you?"

Facing the probing eyes, Sisi smiled lightly and said.

"It doesn't matter, but it can't be said that it doesn't matter at all. They are all survivors in the wasteland. It is our duty to end the wasteland. We will reach out to take care of any hidden dangers that may pose a threat to the literary world. If you It’s okay, don’t worry about us. Unless we really dislike you, we rarely interfere in the affairs of other surviving settlements.”

When she said the second half of the sentence, her tone took on a hint of meaning.

It was obvious that he had heard the hint, and Governor Channing's expression froze as he stared at her and said.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at him with a smile on his face, Sisi said bluntly.

"We heard a rumor that someone is planning to cooperate with the madmen in Haiya Province to lure the mycelium of Naguo from the land to the ocean."

Channing narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light reflected in the slits of his eyes.

"...Does this have anything to do with you?"

Not paying attention to the threat in his eyes, Si Si simply nodded and said naturally.

"Of course there is, and it's not a small matter. The plague on land is enough to give us a headache. If those madmen still plan to get them into the sea and mess up the planet, all our efforts will be in vain. It’s all in vain.”

"This planet?"

Channing chuckled and looked at her as she continued to talk.

"We can't see as far as you, but how do you know that if you put that thing into the sea, it will mess up the planet? Why don't you make it more normal?"

Sisi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? Do you think that would be more normal?"

"Do you think it's normal now?" Channing asked with a sneer, "Before those lunatics you call transferred the mind interference technology to us, our fishermen and businessmen had to put their heads in their belts and go to sea. It’s all because of the alien species in the sea!”

"Now, the experiments of those lunatics you mentioned in the Ocean Province have achieved enough results. Both the alien species and the slime mold have become as honest as the sunfish! If we can introduce that thing By going to the southern seas, we can not only obtain a large and safe fishing ground, but also completely eliminate the brood that is parasitic on the wreckage of the Tianting space station!"

"That thing is the source of all evil, the source of all alien species... Its DNA has been polluting the entire ocean for two hundred years! Do you think this is 'normal'? Now we can solve this trouble once and for all, you Tell me why we don't do this!"

Sisi looked at him and asked.

"Does Vault 70 think so too?"

Channing curled his lips in disdain.

"Those guys have been stupid in the shelter. They think that the entire world should run according to their methods. Only by obeying their arrangements is good, fast and correct. It's like as long as we are obedient, this person The world can go back two hundred years ago, and they can bring back the utopia painted on toilet paper... Even now they can't explain why that utopia disappeared. "

Sisi fell into deep thought.

At first, she thought that these people were just like the survivors of Singularity City, and were simply being led by the church's magicians. However, she did not expect that they made their choices after careful consideration.

"Have you ever thought that the thing that the Torch gave you...that fruit is not as beautiful as you imagined."

Channing said frankly.

"Yes, that thing is indeed not perfect yet, just like the mind interference device. But at least those people have come up with some results. We just need to use it properly and minimize its negative impact. The situation will always be the same. Much better than now, or do you have a better way? "

"Yes," Sisi looked at him seriously, "We have solved Qingquan's mother nest... you should know about it, right? In the past, researchers from Vault 70 would go there regularly to collect samples. "

Hearing this sentence, Channing showed a hint of surprise on his face. It was obvious that he did not understand what had happened recently in Qingquan.

But soon, his eyes narrowed slightly again.

This is the second time.

The governor's eyes flashed with danger.

"I was just wondering, how do you know us so well...Have you had any contact with people from Vault 70 recently?"

It wasn't just his expression that was getting worse.

The eyes of the two soldiers standing behind him also began to flash with dangerous light.

"To be precise, our management has been in contact with their management. However, we do not believe their words just because we are all residents of the shelter. Just like now, we are asking for your opinions."

Not paying attention to this guy's threat, Sisi stared into his eyes without changing his expression and continued to speak word by word.

"I'm asking for your opinion again. If we have a better way to deal with the mother nest hosted on the Tianting space station, are the survivors of the circular island willing to give us a chance to prove ourselves?"

Channing chuckled.

"Those people are much more generous than you. They promise not only to deal with the mother nest of the Tianting, but also the alien species in the entire sea area..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped.

Perhaps feeling that the euphemistic wording was not only asking for his opinion, but also a last chance for himself and the island at his feet, the governor finally took back the polite refusal that was on his lips. .

"... If you are willing to give it a try, just give it a try. The survivors of the ring island have no reason to refuse you, but it is hard to say for the federal authorities. Some of them are apostles of the torch."

Hearing this answer, Sisi breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.

Her judgment was correct.

Just as she had initially guessed, the newly formed federation had only reached a consensus on the issue of Vault 70, and the Torch Church did not completely win them over to its own chariot.

The local survivors can be fought for!

"I will pay attention. In addition, I want to talk to Shelter 70. If you can cease the fire first, our work will go much smoother."

Channing laughed and said.

"Then I can't help you. The war is a federal matter. You have to go to Beidao to discuss it with the president of the federation. And I advise you not to waste your time. The conflict between us and those guys is not just about whether to let the Torch people come. To solve the matter of the Heavenly Court’s nest, they must pay the price for their arrogance.”

Sisi continued to ask.

"Can you tell me the reason for your fight? There must be a trigger."

Channing replied impatiently.

"freshwater."

Sis was stunned for a moment.

"freshwater?"

Channing nodded.

"There are no freshwater lakes on the man-made islands in the southern seas. There are nearly a million survivors living here. We cannot all rely on rainwater. The fresh water on each island is mainly supplied by seawater desalination devices."

Sisi: "They occupied that place?"

Channing waved his hand.

"It's much worse than that. In order to make us obey, they first closed the facility, and then blew it up after we occupied the facility. And not only that... they also destroyed a total of twelve of our ocean current generators. Fortunately, we still have solar and wind power to make ends meet, but life is still very tight.”

Sisi thought for a moment and said.

"I understand... By the way, regarding fresh water, we may be able to help before you restore power."

Channing was stunned for a moment and looked at her strangely.

"You? This is a settlement of 100,000 people. How do you plan to help? Will you help us transport it from Silver Moon Bay?"

This bragging is a bit too much.

Especially just three days ago, these guys bought more than ten cubic meters of fresh water from their port at a high price. If there really was a way to solve the fresh water problem, would we still use that wasted money?

Not paying attention to the suspicious look, Si Si continued to talk.

"Didn't I just say that we plan to build a new settlement next to the Baiyue Strait to deal with the mother nest in the southern sea and at the same time take in those Yue people who have fled. It is land and has abundant fresh water resources. Not to mention one hundred thousand It’s enough for 10 million people, and it’s definitely much cheaper than fresh water.”

"Come here," Channing waved his hand and said with a smile, "Settlement? I'm not sure if you can persist there for two months."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Sisi's lips curled up into a smile.

"Then give it a try."