This Game Is Too Realistic

Just as Murderous Dagger thought, when they launched the first round of offensive, Chu Guang in Refuge No. 404 had already received the battle report from the front line.

Moreover, the battle reports from the expedition and the victory reports from the front line were sent at the same time.

That guy Fang Chang played a trick. The first report was sent through the Niuma airship, and the second one was sent through the mission system on the official website.

Looking at the two reports in front of him, Chu Guang smiled and shook his head.

"These guys really treat me as an NPC."

But no wonder.

He has been hiding very well, and the players don't know that in addition to his identity as a manager, he also has an identity as a dog planner.

In other words, he knew everything before they sent this report, but he just didn't stop them.

First of all, the players did not violate the server rules. He never asked the players to become saints, but only asked them to pay attention to the scale of doing things.

The envoy who came to the Xilan Empire was really annoying, and he would always argue with or beat him at community meetings.

As for the third one, the Xilan Empire took action first.

Although the Alliance rarely takes the initiative to cause trouble, there is no settlement that has not shed blood, even Boulder City, which voluntarily joined.

If anyone is going to try their fists to see how hard they are, then give it a try.

[Report No. 1: The Xilan Imperial Army brazenly stepped into our guarded area, revealed their identity and opened fire on us, intending to cause a tragedy. We responded with a counterattack at Jingallan Port, the port where the operation started! 】

[Report No. 2: More than five people from our unit successfully landed at Jingallang Port. They have defeated the Jingallen Port city defense army and captured the governor of Jingallen Port! 】

Chu Guang didn't care much about the first report he had read a long time ago, so he directly clicked on the attachment of the second report.

Soon he was surprised to find that Elder Brother Fang not only counted the KD and ammunition loss in the battle, but even counted the loot for him.

Although it is a bit suspected of bullying children, this battle can indeed be described as an epic victory.

The Alliance Army lost a total of 11 sets of "Type 5" light cavalry and 1 set of "Type 6" heavy cavalry exoskeletons. A small number of players suffered minor injuries, and there were no combat or non-combat attrition.

As for the Golden Gallen Harbor City Defense Force, there are currently 1,407 corpses and 316 wounded. Although the supreme commander was not captured, its establishment was completely destroyed in the battle.

At the same time, they stationed in the port area recruited the port guard in just one morning, and temporarily formed an armed militia of about 5,000 people composed of liberated slaves.

Currently, the militia unit is stationed at Camp Rowell together with the liberated slaves, and is trained by players such as Murderous Dagger.

The area actually controlled by the Burning Corps only accounts for less than one-tenth of the Golden Gallen Port. However, the total economic output of this urban area, which is less than one-tenth, accounts for more than 90% of the entire settlement.

䀴In addition to the direct results, the loot captured in this battle was also quite generous.

The Golden Gallon Bank located on Tulip Street 1 has nearly 500 million dinars in foreign exchange in its vault!

This money was mainly earned through population, livestock, spices, textile industry and the sale of basic resources. Most of it was saved in the name of the emperor and was managed by the governor appointed by the emperor.

In addition, there are 30 million silver coins and 900,000 Cr, as well as golden camel and golden lion coins. The former one probably earned it by exporting two-headed cattle and minerals, and the latter one probably made it in a similar way but with a small reserve due to the low circulation rate.

But even so, this foreign exchange reserve is quite terrifying. If Boulder City Bank had so much money at that time, it would not go bankrupt at all.

Chu Guang turned back in surprise.

The number of Xilan coins on the books alone is one hundred and ten billion!

And it’s all cash!

Because the number was so shocking, he initially thought he had misnumbered the zeros. It wasn't until he checked several times that he was sure he was right.

According to the player's investigation, 10,000 Xilan coins can buy a pig, which shows that the purchasing power of Xilan coins is there.

Because there were so many flaws, Chu Guang didn't know where to start.

Perhaps the credit business of Golden Gallen Port Bank can explain this strange economic phenomenon. Chang Fang did not have time to sort out the operation content of that bank.

Apparently players are only interested in the money in the vault.

At the end of the report, Fang Chang made a summary.

[...We all agree that if the current situation of Golden Gallon Port is not fundamentally changed and slavery and the local authority of the royal family are not completely abolished, similar plunder and attacks will not be fundamentally stopped. Therefore, in addition to trying the mastermind involved, our strategic goal also includes the alliance transformation of the region. 】

Seeing the end, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps catching the smile on his face, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, also had a happy smile on her face, nodding her head to praise you.

"It seems like your little player has grown up too."

Chu Guang smiled lightly and said.

"Really?"

"Huh?" I always felt that Chu Guang's words were somewhat meaningful, and Xiao Qi couldn't help but tilt her head and look at him.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and said in a very soft voice.

"I actually don't have high hopes for them to achieve all their strategic goals. I have never tried to completely implement the alliance strategy in Luoxia Province, because our method does not have a broad mass base in the local area. Ending the Wasteland is It is the natural responsibility of every shelter resident, and we must also respect the wishes of the people living in the wasteland.”

The premise of unity is respect, and forced equality is another form of oppression.

Since the alliance wants to take the line of unity, it is destined to be impossible to take everyone to the new era. It can only take those people who are willing to go forward.

Even if one day they completely regain the territory that once belonged to the People's Federation, it is destined that many people will maintain the life of the old era.

However, unlike the old era, where people had no choice but to passively accept an unequal fate, in the new era, everyone will have the power to choose and refuse.

Just like the survivors of Singularity City, they can leave the "drug rehabilitation center" run by AI at any time as long as they promise never to go back.

Chu Guang is not very optimistic about the Burning Legion's actions in the Borneo Province. To a certain extent, they have made the same mistake that most shelters have made - trying to recite atheistic scriptures to a group of guys who have the giant horned deer god in their hearts. And a skyscraper built on soil without a foundation.

They did not let those slaves really stand up, and the so-called mobilization was more like a disguised "pyramid scheme." The name of the "Revenge Alliance" organized by this has a strong sense of violence. .Delicious.

This is riot.

A group of slaves who live all day long and are depressed suddenly get a fire stick that can kill their master, and it is also a fire stick given by a group of "gods".

They did not die for their ideals, but for the new "God".

What they want to end is not the rules that enslave them, but to intensify their efforts to get back what they have lost from others.

If it is not controlled in the end, the victims will soon change from the defenders of Camp Lowell to other poor people in the surrounding social class who are slightly higher than them.

In fact, he also had reservations about whether those players could control this wild horse.

After a moment of pause, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi who looked confused and continued speaking in a gentle tone.

"Of course, it does not rule out that the actual intentions of my cute little players are not exactly consistent with their declared goals."

Xiao Qi looked at Chu Guang in surprise.

"Are you saying that your players lied to you?"

"This is not called cheating, this is called painting cakes," Chu Guang smiled faintly, "We declared that we would build an ideal city in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, and we led people to do this, even if we haven't done it yet. At least we already have a Dawn City. If I don’t draw that piece of cake, there will be nothing here. Just a bowl of porridge made of green wheat is enough.”

Standing up under the command was also standing up. They didn't have time to take it slow, so they started little by little like they did in Qingquan City by running a night school for literacy.

Judging by the results, maybe they can establish formal equality in that settlement, or at least establish a vassal that has to be attached to the alliance.

In a sense, they are indeed a group of mature young players.

I have learned my own way to deal with myself as an NPC and outsiders.

After thinking about it, Chu Guang extended his index finger towards the holographic screen and gave instructions on the report with a smile.

[... Allowed to carry out military operations against Jingallan Port within a limited scope, remember not to take the initiative to escalate the military conflict or make legion-style mistakes. 】

Chu Guang thought for a while and was about to write down the third one, but at this moment, the third report appeared in his backend mailbox.

This report was sent through the information submission interface of the official website task system.

[Report No. 3: Investigation Report on Camp Rowell (Part 1)]

Chu Guang opened the report and took a look at the summary, then suddenly smiled and shook his head.

These guys are pretty good at stacking buffs for themselves.

Interesting.

Guessing that the second half with the pictures would most likely be sent via the Cow Horse, Chu Guang threw the report into the memo for now.

In addition, Lord Jarava, who is "residing" in Dawn City, may be interested in the first report that he has not opened.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi and ordered Yu.

"Contact Alliance Foreign Minister Cheng Yan for me and ask him to wait for me in my office in the Alliance Building. I will arrive in about half an hour."

When he heard that he had a task assigned to him, Xiao Qi, who put her hands on her chin and shook her calves, immediately became energetic and energetically raised her chest and performed an alliance military salute.

"receive!"

…

The next morning, there was a hotel not far from the legion station on the outskirts of Dawn City.

Lord Jarawa was enjoying breakfast while taking the freshly baked "Survival Daily" from his humble and loyal rat tribe servant Niyan.

Since receiving Captain Achim's telegram, he got up earlier than a chicken every day just to see the headlines of the "Survivor Daily" before others.

In the past two days, the thousand-man team led by Captain Dirang should have arrived at the French Fries Port.

If nothing else, the airship that docked at Dawn City Airport last night should have brought tragic news to Fries Port.

If the Survivor Daily had recorded it quickly enough, the French Fries Harbor tragedy would have made the headlines of the Survivor Daily.

In fact, he was more curious about the horrified expressions of the survivors of Dawn City after hearing the sad news about this person than the headlines in the surviving daily newspapers.

A settlement with a population of thousands was reduced to ashes overnight. The cause was just a small displeasure in the empire.

There is no more fitting lesson for this group of arrogant, weak and disrespectful people.

Thinking of this, Lord Galavan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged.

Although the report is not so obvious.

After all, for the sake of the empire's diplomatic image, it was impossible for him to admit that the empire had done that thing, but everyone who knew it would understand what was going on.

He opened the newspaper and looked at the headlines, but was stunned for a moment.

[The new "crab" type underwater armored vehicle has been successfully launched at Friesport, and the submarine freshwater pipeline has been advanced to deep water! 】

What the hell? !

After calming down, Lord Jarawa looked at Niyang who was standing aside with an unhappy expression.

"Did you buy yesterday's newspaper?"

He always felt that he had never seen anything similar before.

Who cares about this thing!

What he wants to see is an explosion!

Niyang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he said, dumbfounded.

"Sir, please read the date carefully. This is the latest newspaper printed today. How dare I fool you..."

And didn’t you read yesterday’s newspaper?

Of course, Niyang only dared to complain about the second half of this unspoken sentence in his heart, but he did not dare to let the Lord Duke hear it.

Realizing that he had asked a very stupid question, Lord Jarawa coughed and turned to the first page pretending to be fine.

However, no matter whether he turned to the third page, the fourth page or the last page, he did not see what he wanted to see in the newspaper.

impossible……

Lord Jarawa became a little anxious and flipped through the newspaper from beginning to end, but still didn't see what he wanted to see, so he looked at Niyang and ordered you.

"Go and buy some more newspapers... By the way, which newspaper was the first to report the scandal in the management of Vault 70?"

Niyang immediately heard the words and said something.

"Goblin Observer!"

"Yes! That's it!" Duke Galava said quickly, "Don't forget to buy a copy of that newspaper too!"

Watching Niyang leave the lobby of the hotel, Duke Jarava felt something was wrong. Suddenly, something suddenly dawned on his mind, and he slapped his thigh and said.

"Well, Chu Guang, you are so cruel!"

The hotel owner standing behind the bar gave this guy an unhappy look, but said nothing and just kept his head down and continued to do his own thing.

Bablu, the captain of the bodyguard standing behind Duke Galava, was slightly startled and said hesitantly.

"grown ups?"

"Nothing."

Duke Galava narrowed his eyes slightly, with a calm expression on his face, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.

There is no doubt that Fries Port has been destroyed, and the Alliance must have received the news, but they deliberately kept the news secret, just because they wanted to wait until they couldn't calm down and jump out first.

If you really show that you are aware of the situation, then you are not asking for it. The French Fries Harbor Massacre is related to you.

"It's high...it's really high," Duke Jarawa said in admiration, stroking the beard on his chin, "I underestimated these guys."

I didn't expect that the top leaders of the alliance had some tricks up their sleeves, but it was a pity that they met this old fox like me, so they were still a little behind.

Looking at the Duke talking to himself, Bablu felt a little confused, but looking at the incomprehensible smile on his face, he must have made a clever move.

These big shots always use roundabout ways to deal with each other. However, he is not as smart as Niyang, so he can only admire him from the sidelines.

Niyang, who had gone out to buy newspapers, hadn't come back yet. Just when he couldn't decide whether to flatter him or not, a servant came in from outside to help him.

"Sir, Cheng Yan has sent you an invitation letter. He hopes that you can spare an hour and go to the Alliance Building to meet him before the evening of the day. He wants to talk to you about some recent events at the French Fry Port. Give me your opinion.”

Upon hearing this, Duke Galava suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a trace of uncontrollable excitement and joy shot out from the slits in his eyes.

"Tell him that I have no time. If he really wants to see me, he can come to the hotel where I am staying. I will wait for him here."

After hearing this, the servant looked a little hesitant, but he still said it bravely.

"...Cheng Yan specifically mentioned that if you can't spare time before the next night, he will think that you are not suitable to be a foreign official, and will cancel your immunity and status as a foreign official, and order you to Departure time limit.”

In order to be accurate and not offend the Duke, he had tried to make his words as tactful as possible. However, in fact, the message conveyed by the foreign minister of the Alliance was much stronger than this, and the words were not an invitation but a summons.

However, even so, these words were still a bit too harsh for the Duke.

"Bold!" Bablu's eyes widened, startling the servant who was delivering the message, and he shut his mouth tremblingly, not daring to speak.

Duke Galava also narrowed his eyes at the same time, a dangerous light flashing in the slits of his eyes.

"Interesting, threatening me?"

Bablu leaned close to him and whispered.

"Sir, this may be a trap."

Duke Galava smiled lightly when he heard this and said slowly.

"This possibility is not ruled out, but I am also the representative of the Xilan Empire at the meeting of the Nian Community. If the alliance still wants the meeting to continue, it is impossible to do anything to me directly. In any case, their rude behavior It’s said that they are already in a hurry.”

"In that case, I'll go meet them."

He wanted to see if the alliance could force him to admit it if he didn't admit it.

He is not standing here alone at this moment.

Behind him stood a huge empire.

After finishing speaking, Duke Galava looked at the servant standing with a bow and said with a majestic expression.

"Prepare the car!"

The servant nodded quickly.

"Yes, sir!"

…

Union Building, Office of the Foreign Minister.

Looking at the documents projected on the holographic screen, Cheng Yan kept tapping his index fingers on the table, with a slightly headache-like expression on his face.

The chain of evidence is already complete.

The Xilan Empire was dissatisfied with the Yue tribe refugees being accommodated in the Port of Chips, so it launched a covert military operation against the Port of Chips. Since the main body that launched this attack was the Thousand-Man Team of the Xilan Empire's ace Gray Wolf Army, and according to reliable information, only the emperor himself could command this army, it can be indirectly inferred that this operation was authorized by the emperor or not. Acquiesce.

He didn't know what the emperor was thinking, but to be able to treat such an important matter as a trivial matter, he felt that this "surviving force" was somewhat fooling around.

Of course, the Burning Corps stationed in Friesport was not a fuel-efficient lamp. They actually landed directly at the opponent's port and went ashore to arrest people.

What's even more outrageous is that they actually caught it.

From a conscience point of view, this was a bit too much. At least in Cheng Yan's opinion, it was enough to block the opponent's port and give him a little warning.

But now that the matter has come to this, he can only accept this setting, and from the perspective of the alliance, he will do his best to put the blame on the other party's head.

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

Seeing the secretary's indicating look, Cheng Yan understood it and cleared his throat with a serious expression.

At the same time, the Duke of Galawa stepped through the door of the office and walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Cheng, what makes you so anxious to see me? By the way, your desk looks nice. I'll fix it up when I get back -"

"Duke Galawa, please find another job."

Galawa was stunned.

Not only did the footsteps stop as he entered the door, but the yundanfengqing smile also settled on his face.

Thinking that he heard it wrong, he subconsciously repeated the words.

"Get another job..."

"That's right!"

Suppressing his beating eyebrows and anger, Cheng Yan stared at him unceremoniously and continued.

"For example, how about coaxing children? I don't know if you are good at this, but it is definitely more suitable for you than your current job. Or go back to your hometown and be your landlord. Another one can solve the problem. Instead of the people who are causing problems and making jokes, it’s better for everyone, both you and everyone else in the wasteland.”

To be honest, before the Duke walked in, he was thinking about how to communicate with him in a normal way.

But he found that this girl was not a normal person.

Alliance soldiers have landed at Golden Gallen Port, and this guy can still laugh. Could it be that his way of obtaining information is to read the newspaper while lying in bed? !

Duke Galava's face turned the color of pig liver, his murderous eyes stared at Cheng Yan, and his lips trembled with anger.

"What do you mean? You..."

How dare this guy insult himself over and over again!

How dare he!

Anger was stuck in his throat, and because he was too emotional, Duke Jarava couldn't think of how to retaliate in a graceful manner.

Without looking at the distorted face, Cheng Yan stretched out his index finger and pointed at the holographic screen, and said expressionlessly.

"Three days ago, at 12 o'clock in the evening, a group of unidentified armed forces landed from the five-kilometer coastline north of Potato Port and started an undeclared war with our defenders."

Duke Jarawa suddenly became happy when he heard this, the anger in his chest disappeared, and he narrowed his green bean-like eyes like a victor.

So risky.

He almost forgot that this was the Alliance's test for him.

"So? What does that have to do with us?"

"What does it matter?" Cheng Yan smiled coldly, "The Thousand-man Team directly under the Gray Wolf Army appeared near the French Fries Port. Is this your attitude?"

"This is a shameless frame-up," Duke Galawa said without hesitation. "The Gray Wolf Army is the elite of our empire and belongs directly to His Majesty. No one except His Majesty can command them."

Cheng Yan frowned.

"So this is your Majesty's will?"

Duke Galava raised his chin slightly.

"I didn't say that, I just told you that your port was destroyed... Well, what happened to your port has nothing to do with us. If something tragic happened there, we Deeply sympathize.”

Seeing this guy who couldn't cry without seeing the coffin, Cheng Yan stopped talking nonsense to him and threw a still warm newspaper in front of him.

Duke Galava subconsciously reached out and took it, looking at the paper casually. However, as soon as his eyes met the first line of the headline, he froze.

"Di Rang, Commander-in-Chief of the Gray Wolf Army of the Xilan Empire: I'm crying. I just touched you, and you chased me for two thousand kilometers?" ! 》

Didang...

etc!

Why do they know that guy's name? !

Could it be...

For a moment, Duke Galawa felt his heart throbbing, as if it had stopped beating, and the picture in front of him began to rotate and turn upside down.

Just as Cheng Yan and the secretary in his office rushed to call for an ambulance, a dark circle of people gathered around the newsstand on the outskirts of Shuguang City.

Looking at the gimmicky headline of "Goblin Observer", everyone gathered in front of the newsstand had expressions of disbelief.

"This is so fucking fake!"

"Two thousand kilometers?! The airship has to float for two days!"

"Borneo Province...isn't that where the two-headed cow is produced?"

"What did they do to provoke us?"

"The logic doesn't make sense."

"What are the industry committees doing! What about the agreed upon journalistic qualification review? What about the authenticity verification? Can such things be put on the shelves!"

"Brother, if you look carefully, this is not news. It is labeled as entertainment and there is nothing wrong with it!"

"It's interesting, let's take a look."

Everyone was talking about it, and with the idea of ​​watching it for fun, they all bought one and looked at it on the way to work.

Finally pushing to the front of the team, Niyang, a young man from the rat tribe, also took out his silver coins and bought a newspaper. He took it in his hand and took a look at it.

When I saw the first line of the headline, instead of showing any sadness on that bitter face, I actually laughed and snorted.

"Hahahaha! These damn things deserve it!"

It's a fight!

The Duke is an idiot, and His Majesty, who entrusted the idiot with important responsibilities, is both naive and fun-loving, and just as he expected, he created a huge trap in an inexplicable place.

As long as you do it without anyone noticing, no one will notice?

It was just making him laugh!

What’s even more ridiculous is that the Alliance has so many exoskeletons that they can arrange one for all the brick-moving Kuyos. The military is so powerful that it even defeated the slime mold that the post-war reconstruction committee didn’t deal with. These guys even dream of legions. The eliminated rags taught these monsters a "profound" lesson.

The only pity is that this report was published as a joke in the "Goblin Observer" instead of being published as the headline of the "Survivor Daily".

Otherwise the fun would be even greater.

After watching the witty goblin Er Wen until the end, Ni Yang secretly felt a pity in his heart.

Not surprisingly, my dear Duke will probably try to vindicate the Empire at the slime community meeting to discuss the slime mold issue, and once again let the Empire's majesty fall into disrepute through comic performances, and even the legion will begin to dislike this success. A resourceful ally.

I hope my dear Duke will never do this, and he will have to give you some advice after he goes back.

Niyang went through all the sad things in his life in his mind to hide the inappropriate smile on his face.

At this time, he noticed the snot sticking to the newspaper, so he embarrassedly bought another one from the newsstand, and stuffed the dirty newspaper into the trash can.

The bad news is bad enough.

I hope a neat and tidy newspaper can bring that adult a good mood throughout the day...