This Game Is Too Realistic

On the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, in the northwest section of Chipchi Port, behind a one-foot-wide trench is a three-meter-high earth wall, and in front is a fence wall made of sharpened wooden piles.

Not far from the fence wall, there were corpses lying in the grass.

Most of them are alien species left behind, and a few are players who were caught off guard.

Looking at the corpses on the ground and a few pieces of mud dyed red by blood, Irena turned off the rifle safety and suddenly said with a subtle expression.

"I always have an illusion."

Standing aside, the Elf King Fugui looked at him.

"How does it feel?"

Looking around at the dense rainforest and grass in front of her, Irena thought for a long time and spoke in an uncertain tone.

"...This land feels like it's alive."

The blood-stained tree shadows and rustling grass swayed, looking particularly dazzling under the scorching sunlight, especially the chirping of insects floating from the shadows, just like the whispers of monsters, and the dense rainforest was It's that monster's mouth...

This wasn't the first time he had felt this way.

He had this feeling the first time he went out to look for water...

…

The time was two hours ago.

While the sky was still dimly lit, more than twenty diligent power-type players came online early, carrying axes and chainsaws to clear the forest northwest of the camp.

"Brothers, work harder! Try to see the top of the mountain before dark!"

"Ouch!"

There is a relatively high hill on the northwest side of Chipchi Port. Not only does it have a wide view, it overlooks the entire Chipchi Harbor, but also the nearly ten kilometers of coastline.

Not only that, there are also abundant freshwater resources and "ruin mines" commonly found in the wasteland in the nearby area, which shows its strategic significance.

If we can control the high ground on the northwest side, it will undoubtedly be of great help to the development of Fries Port.

Therefore, in order to facilitate land reclamation operations, the Player Autonomous Committee of Potato Port unanimously decided to build a road leading to that highland to facilitate vehicle commuting.

The task of clearing the roadblocks was contracted to a caravan registered in the Merchant Guild named "Dog Infested" for a price of 100,000 silver coins.

In "Wasteland OL", the caravan system is comparable to the corps system, which is equivalent to the guild organization of professional players in daily life.

After Cheng Yu won the bid, the caravan leader immediately hired a group of strength animals to rush into the forest area in the northwest.

However, before the work was done for half an hour, more than thirty mutated spiders suddenly rushed out of the jungle and collided with the players who were working in Hengchihengchi.

Those spiders are as tall as a man, with colorful faces like butterfly wings. They can spray extremely sticky silk threads to bind their prey and tear it apart with their dagger-sized fangs.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

The player who first laid eyes on this monster was almost frightened to the point of disconnecting on the spot. Fortunately, his mental quality was pretty good. He grabbed the ax and swung it. The ax blade clumsily smashed into the spider's skull, causing slurry to fly.

"whispering sound--!"

The mutated spider let out a shrill cry and staggered back a few steps.

The player was about to catch up with the last hit, but before he even took a step, his face was covered with red silk threads shot from the side. Without even seeing his opponent, his ribs were torn open by a huge force. .

After seeing the condition of his teammates, the player who was not far away from the man immediately threw away his axe, took off the assault rifle from his back, opened the safety and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Enter the enemy——!"

In fact, if there is enough distance, there is no way that dozens of mutated spiders can be the opponent of this group of players with strong martial arts.

However, the monsters in this game don't have martial ethics, and they don't even say hello when they appear.

In addition, there were dense jungles and shrubs nearby, and several power-type players wielding axes and chainsaws just saw the shadows of the spiders, and they were hit by the sticky threads, and they lost consciousness on the spot. Resistance.

Fortunately, their location was not far from the camp wall, and players who were active in the nearby area immediately provided support.

The sound of gunfire drowned out the fighting in the jungle, and traces of light penetrated the leaves and the carapace mixed with juice.

In the face of the hot weapons fire, the mutated spiders' silk spinning and fangs were still slightly inferior, and the battle situation quickly changed from evenly matched to one-sided massacre.

After leaving more than a dozen corpses behind, the monsters probably realized that these two-legged animals were not easy to deal with, so they hurriedly withdrew deep into the jungle.

After winning the battle, the players counted the losses and loot, untied the unlucky ones bound by spider silk, and dragged the bodies of the dead players to the camp, preparing to send them to the active substance extraction and collection point. Synthetic clone body materials.

After the battlefield was cleaned, everything seemed to be back to normal.

Players in French Fries Port continue to be busy with their own affairs, cutting down trees, fishing, fishing, and going out for adventure.

However, just when everyone thought that today's trouble was over, in less than two hours, more than a dozen mutant cheetahs with ugly faces and sparse hair came to the door to cause trouble.

These animals also didn't say hello, and they came without warning. They would pounce on people and bite them when they saw them.

The injured this time were still the "dog-infested" caravans and the strength-type animals hired by the caravans.

Although they temporarily hired perception players to foresee the threat in advance, they still only had a few seconds to prepare.

Many people had just thrown away their logging and chainsaws, and before they had time to pick up and load their rifles, they saw a dozen monsters rushing towards their faces.

The combat power of this wave of mutant cheetahs is not comparable to that of the previous mutant spiders, and this attack caused more casualties than those two hours ago.

In just half a minute, nearly ten unlucky children were thrown to the ground and bitten to death. Only a few of them were able to move away quickly.

Looking at the messy logging camp, the captain of the "dog-infested" caravan looked like he was about to cry.

"This dog planner must have a grudge against me!"

Irena patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"Condolences, brother."

He and Elf King Fugui happened to be at the door just now. When they heard the gunfire, they went to help with other players.

Just like the previous attack, this group of mutated cheetahs turned around and ran into the woods after leaving ten corpses.

Irena always had a feeling that these alien species seemed to have made an appointment and took turns coming to the door of their camp to give away their heads.

"...Have you noticed that the alien species that have been attacking our camp in the past few days have been coming in waves, and they are divided into groups according to their types?"

Elf King Fugui said with a subtle expression.

"Fortunately, they come one after another. If a large group of them came at once, our camp might not be able to withstand it."

"That's not necessarily the case... No matter, let's collect the prey first."

Irena smiled and leaned down to hold up the mutated cheetah she had just killed. She saw the Elf King Fugui calling out, "Come and help."

We cannot let our dead brothers die.

"okay!"

Seeing that Lao Na had begun to clean the battlefield, Elf King Fugui immediately threw the gun on his back, stepped forward and hugged the two hind legs of the mutated cheetah.

The two of them carried the prey back to the camp one after another, and took the dead leopard to the slaughtering point not far from the west entrance of the camp.

A player wearing a leather apron was scraping his boning knife on the whetstone. Looking at the sticky blood all over his body, one could tell that this guy had not rested since morning.

His name is Qing Deng Gu Jiu, and I heard he was a doctor in real life, but for some reason he became a butcher in the game.

Looking at his skillful movements, Elf King Fugui couldn't help but guess in his heart that this guy probably wouldn't be embarrassed to say that he was a veterinarian.

Moreover, this ID is both a lamp and a wine. It sounds like an uncle in his 70s or 80s. He must be an old veterinarian.

Seeing the two people holding the prey, Qingdeng Gujiu wiped his sweat, glanced at it, and moved his chin towards the electronic scale aside.

"Weigh yourself on the scale."

"Ook!"

Irena threw the mutated cheetah on the scale, while Elf King Fugui leaned on his back and talked to the boss with a smile.

"Business is good, brother."

Qingdeng Ancient Wine said with a smile.

"Hey, just make some hard money."

Elf King Fugui asked curiously.

"By the way, are you really a veterinarian?"

"Yes - bah, it's a hammer. What kind of veterinarian? I'm a doctor!" After holding back the words he had spoken, Qingdeng Gujiu gave the guy a fierce look.

Elf King Fugui didn't take it seriously and continued with a playful smile.

"True or false? Then you get off work so early that you don't even work overtime?"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine waved his hand.

"Hey, let's take a hammer class. I quit a few days ago."

"Resigned?" Elf King Fugui was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine said with a smile.

"What's the point of this? There aren't many people in my small clinic, but I only get a salary every month. The boss thinks I'm annoyed, and I think the boss is annoyed enough. I might as well come here to work, and it's easy for a month." Wouldn’t it be nice to make more than 100,000 yuan? When I get rich, I can open my own hospital!”

"666!" Elf King Fugui looked at this brother with admiration.

If he had money, he wouldn't waste it like this.

Wouldn’t it be nice to keep it in the bank?

The two were chatting for a few words, and after the prey was put on the scale, Irena came over from the electronic scale and interrupted the two of them with a smile.

"Sixty-five kilograms in total. Boss, how much do you think is appropriate?"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine calmed down and spoke.

"I'll pay some compensation. Will 217 come out?"

Before Lao Na could speak, Elf King Fugui said with a smile.

"Let's round up 220, and we have to split it in half to get exactly 110."

Qingdeng Ancient Wine said cheerfully.

"Okay, Cheng Di!"

Rolling up her sleeves and showing off her VM, Irena couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It seemed like this guy had indeed made a lot of money as a butcher.

I didn't even bother to pay back the offer.

After transferring the money to Lao Na and Lao Wang, Qingdeng Gujiu dragged the prey that was placed on the scale to the back of the stall, and left it under the shed for the time being, planning to deal with it later. .

There were already a lot of prey piled under the shed, which was not very spacious. Most of them were dragged from the woods outside the west entrance of the camp.

The meat of mutated cheetahs has an average taste, not much different from that of mutated hyenas. After slaughter, they are usually dried and salted to make jerky and sold to expedition teams in need of dry food.

It just so happens that we are right on the beach, and the most indispensable thing is salt.

In fact, dried meat cannot be sold for much money. The real selling price is the mutated cheetah skin. This thing is much more expensive than mutated elk deer skin. Since there are not many on the market, you can make a lot of money whether you transport it back to the alliance or sell it to Silver Moon Bay.

In addition to mutant cheetahs, there are also mutant spiders.

Although a certain intelligence player has proven with his life that the mutated spiders in this rainforest cannot be eaten, as their silk glands and poison sacs are both good things.

The mutant spiders in the Yue Province are much larger than the mutant spiders in the River Valley Province, and the quality of the dropped materials is also much higher.

Although in just one morning, more than ten players died in the French Fries Harbor survivors, overall it was still a good deal.

In general.

Looking at the string of numbers on the VM screen and walking towards the camp entrance, Elf King Fugui suddenly muttered coldly.

"Lao Na, who are you talking about buying silver coins?"

He had been wondering about this question for a long time.

Although most players start playing this game part-time, it won't take long for them to become professional players like him who spend an average of 16 hours online every day.

If the character in the game does not need to sleep but needs to eat and exercise in reality, he might just move into the world of "Wasteland OL".

It has nothing to do with addiction.

It's just that this world is too realistic.

It's like Jian Yi's life has restarted, and he won't die yet.

If you think about it carefully, there are still many strange places.

For example, the mysterious operator of "Wasteland OL", and another example is the group of mysterious buyers of "Bank Exchange" who work day and night to purchase goods.

In order to maintain a certain "hidden" tacit understanding between the two parties, "Wasteland OL" closed beta players only need to do two random tasks in the game to meet their real life needs. If you play for a little longer and abide by the rules of the game, which are not very strict, you will be able to sleep in reality and even become a prostitute.

It feels like there is a group of people raising them in vain, wishing they could spend all their time in "Wasteland Online".

He doesn't dislike this feeling. After all, he enjoys this completely immersive gaming experience, and his material desires in reality have also dropped a lot.

He just didn't quite understand.

What are these "big shots" hiding behind the scenes planning?

"Hey, if someone is willing to buy it, then of course it will be useful. Why are you so idle?" Irena glanced at him and teased him with a funny look.

The Elf King Fugui thought for a while and said with great imagination.

"I said what if, there are only tens of thousands of players in the game now and I can't see the problem. But when the game is released for public testing, so many people will not go to work and go to the game to earn money. It will cause chaos."

Irena: "emmm... Is there a possibility that the silver coins can be exchanged for something that will make people no longer need to work, or that some work will not require so many people."

Elf King Fugui was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

Irena said casually.

"Literally speaking, for example, in the past, Dawning City relied on strength-based animals to move bricks. Now, a set of mining exoskeletons can allow an ordinary person to do the work of five people. Doesn't this mean that there will be four more people who do not work? People? Whether they are dusting, breaking furniture, or lying on the bed working on subsistence allowances, aren't they more comfortable than when five people move bricks together? "

Of course, this algorithm only discusses the total amount of wealth created by unit labor force, and does not involve other issues such as allocation methods.

The improvement of productivity is only necessary but not sufficient to improve the standard of living. It is not impossible to live a high-tech and low-quality life like the Bugra Free State.

One thing is beyond doubt. Since someone is willing to pay to hire them to play in the game, it must be their gaming behavior of earning silver coins in "Wasteland OL", which creates opportunities to match the money. value.

There have been rumors on the forum before that every time there is an auction after the expansion pack ends, the items auctioned are actually some black technology.

Some people even observed it specifically.

Shortly after each auction ends, some small or medium-sized news will be released in the industry or academia, saying that a certain key technology has made a major breakthrough.

After a while, when people come to their senses, many people have already used the results of those technological breakthroughs.

He still remembers that when "Wasteland OL" was first launched, smartphones could only last a day or two on standby at most. Later, I don't know which day started, and major mobile phone brands successively launched ultra-long battery life of one week.㱕 model.

Then came the energy vehicles, whose range suddenly doubled, and the market value of many battery and energy vehicle companies more than doubled.

Elf King Fugui scratched the back of his head: "You mean... silver coins can buy mineral exoskeletons in reality?"

Irena made a helpless expression.

"I'm just giving an example, and I didn't say it has to be an exoskeleton. It could also be something more basic and have a wider impact on various industries, such as technologies related to the three fields of energy, information, and materials."

When he said this, he couldn't help but make a joke.

"Maybe one day the reality will become like the 'Prosperity Era'. If everyone is happy and goes to work, they will play for two days. If they are not happy, they will fire the boss and go to the moon to play. Are you still worried that no one will work after the open beta of this game? I'm sure the earth will be happy for you guys to go to the game and move bricks when you have nothing to do!"

Elf King Fugui: "Damn it, Age of Prosperity is a game setting, right? What the hell is the ball leader?"

Irena rolled her eyes.

"So what if I say, you don't have any dreams at all!"

Elf King Fugui frowned and thought for a while.

"But if according to you, there is such a black technology that can make everyone do not have to work, I feel that we have to solve the problem of nuclear fusion..."

But these key outrageous technologies are not available on earth.

You can't just conjure it out of thin air, right?

Could it be that the operators of "Wasteland OL" did their own research?

Single-handedly promoting the progress of science and technology throughout civilization, is there such an awesome institution in the world?

No--

etc.

If you think about it carefully, the company that operates "Wasteland OL" is really awesome.

Not to mention the game helmet they launched that is completely immersive and allows people to spend a second life in a dream. It is outrageous that no one knows the specific name of this company until now. !

Sometimes the elf king Fugui couldn't help but wonder if their beloved Aguang had been abducted by aliens.

"...No matter what it is, there is no doubt that the technology is expensive. Maybe that's why silver coins are so expensive."

After patting Lao Wang on the shoulder, Irena joked and continued.

"For a better tomorrow, for reality to enter the era of prosperity as soon as possible, for our old king to be able to buy a bionic maid in reality as soon as possible... let's first think about which ruins to visit today?"

Compared with those distant things, this is a more realistic problem.

The income from hunting is just ammunition money for these "advanced gamers". If they really want to make a fortune, they have to start from the relics of the pre-war era.

Hearing Lao Na's teasing, Elf King Fugui came back to his senses from his random thoughts and daydreams, and then smiled and said.

"Ah, that's easy to say. Let's wait a while and someone will come to send the task."

Irena was stunned for a moment.

"Someone sent a mission?"

"Well, I heard that guy from Ye Shi said that this time the scientific expedition team will come with the Cow Horse and open a branch here at the French Fries Port. I remember that they set off the night before yesterday. They should be arriving soon. Bar--"

Elf King Fugui raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Coincidentally, before he finished speaking, two silver-white figures appeared in his sight, floating one behind the other below the clouds.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good guy! It's already here!"

And two more ships came? !

Irena took out the VM and took a look. The [Scientific Expedition Team] sub-option was grayed out in the task interface and became selectable.

He immediately clicked it and took a look, and an eye-catching line of "regional tasks" suddenly caught his attention.

[Mission: Find the mother nest of Yue Yue Province]

[Published by: Alliance Biological Research Institute]

[Explanation: According to the clues obtained by the Alliance Biological Research Institute through the analysis of the original strain of Naguo, it is suspected that the mother nest of mutant slime mold exists or once existed in the Yue Province, and the abnormal biological evolution of the Yue Province may be related to this. . 】

[Requirement: Find it! 】

[Reward: Provide any valuable clues to obtain phased mission rewards. Finally, the player or team who finds the nest will unlock the limited title of "Jungle Conqueror" and receive a total of 10,000 contribution points and 10,000 silver coins as rewards! 】

The moment she saw the task reward column, Irena was stunned for half a minute, when she heard an exclamation from the side.

"What the hell?! One hundred thousand?!"

I don't know when I opened the taskbar. Looking at the long series of numbers on the VM screen, Elf King Fugui's eyes widened.

Especially when he noticed that this mission was an extension of the Nagobacterium strain sample they had collected before, the expression on his face suddenly felt as uncomfortable as constipation.

"Gan! This dog's head is too dark!"

He remembered correctly, that sample seemed to have only sold for 10,000 silver coins! After deducting the loss of equipment for ten people, each person only gets a few silver coins.

This damn Jian has to go to grandma’s house!

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(I originally wanted to time it... but my hand slipped and I went out. T.T)