This Game Is Too Realistic

"Time flies so fast..."

There are awnings on the beach in front of Yiren's Tavern.

Looking at the sea breeze blowing in front of her and the slightly tilted sunset, Irena moved a small bench to sit on the edge of the beach and rubbed a handful of the grilled oily lizard thighs, with comfort and satisfaction written on her face.

Not far away, the Elf King Fugui was drinking tons of beer, competing with his brothers from the Jungle Corps to see who could drink better... This nimble rookie had never won.

Boss Yiren, who was standing behind the bar, finally faced his special hobbies honestly and put on maid uniforms designed by Tengteng House with a group of beautiful Yue Clan girls.

What's surprising is that everyone who was making noises thought it would be very annoying, but they didn't expect that this guy was surprisingly good at dressing up in women's clothing.

Especially last time, a sailor who didn't understand the situation actually mistook the owner of this shop for his wife, and together with several vicious accomplices, he staged an old-fashioned drama of a hero saving a beauty. The joke he made made people drink here. Players laughed all the time from the game to the forum...

The war 2,000 kilometers away and the war close by seemed as if they did not exist. There was only a faint smell of the sea in the quiet evening breeze.

Lao Na threw the remaining lizard bones to the wild cat that wandered here following the ship at the door of the tavern, stretched out and stood up from the bench.

The elf king Fugui, who was drunk before nightfall, burped in wine and called to him while holding the table with both hands.

"Going back so early?"

"It's getting late, it's almost o'clock."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, someone who stood up leaned to the side, and he just reached out and held him up with an arm.

Looking at the laughing beasts, Irena skillfully raised her right hand and made a fist, and said with a smile.

"I'll drag this guy to the save point, and you continue."

The model worker chuckled.

"Thank you for your hard work, old man."

A black line appeared unconsciously on the top of her head, Irena said with a smile.

"MMP, how many times have I told you, can you change your nickname?"

Not many people responded.

Upon hearing this, there was a burst of cheers.

"Okay, old man!"

"I'm going to walk slowly."

"Say hello to Master Tai for me!"

"%￥#@!"

Rolling her eyes at these idiots, Lao Na cursed and carried Fang Tan towards the save point.

This is basically the daily routine these days.

After accepting the mission, I went to clear monsters in the woods. After completing the mission, I went to drink on the beach. I carried this guy back to the save point before it got dark, and then went to the forum to brag about it.

Stable like going to work.

Because his life was so comfortable, if he didn't think about it carefully, he wouldn't even notice that almost two months had passed since the brothers of the Burning Legion set off to the Borneo Province.

In the past two months, although his daily life has not changed much, the changes in French Fries Port can be described as earth-shaking.

Let's first squeeze in. The shacks on the east side of the settlement have been transformed into rows of well-proportioned wooden houses with small private courtyards.

The wooden shelves at the door of the hanging house are no longer just dried fish, furs or clothes, there are also some climbing emerald green vines with colorful fruits and vegetables hanging on them.

The Alliance Animal Research Institute has expanded its local business scope to not only collect clues about nesting activities in the area, but also to cultivate high-yielding crop seeds suitable for the area's environment.

Such as watermelon, grapes, tomatoes, etc.

Many Yue Clan girls also have an extra income. As long as they take a seed from Chen Yutong and plant it at their doorstep, record their growth regularly and report it to the Institute of Biology, they can receive it from the latter. An extra piece of money.

Of course, we also need to prevent seagulls or other birds from stealing food.

The hard work of these new immigrants puts even the powerful animals to shame. This is the first time the players have seen people who can roll like them.

Although these NPCs do not have the same physical strength as the players, nor do they have the rich experience and knowledge of the Coral City survivors, they have the talent to do three jobs.

Some young girls with good physical strength work in the fur factory during the day to process fur, and after work they work as waiters in bars, serving tea and washing dishes. They also keep experimental crops entrusted to the care of the Institute of Animal Science at home, and pick up some when they are free. Odd jobs doing laundry, picking up trash, and collecting oysters.

Although the league's laws strictly limit the working hours of each employee, it does not limit the maximum number of jobs a person can work.

Taking a break to enjoy people seems to make them feel guilty.

According to the comments of the survivors from Coral City, they wished they could finish the work of the year in the first few months, leaving only a few months to do the work of the next year.

However, it is precisely because of this hard work that the players who unconsciously imitate the managers have more thoughts of "nurturing" than "exploitation". It only took these two months for these poor people to live a better life. It is a life that the compatriots of the Yue tribe in the province cannot even imagine.

In addition to the changes in residential areas, there are also changes in other areas.

For example, the sawmills and slaughterhouses that processed game in the settlement were all moved to the beach where the imperial soldiers and water mutants had landed.

That's the new area west of French Fries Port.

Since [Qingdeng Ancient Wine] and other live professional players moved their small workshops there, the air in the entire French Fries Port has become much fresher.

There are no more flying sawdust and animal fibers in residential areas, and the greasy smell on the beach has also been reduced.

According to the plan of the Potato Port Office, the new area where small factories and workshops will gather will be the "industrial area" of this settlement.

Although Potato Port is not suitable for the development of industry, it would be too extreme to say that there is no trace of industry here.

Taking into account material prices, product added value, transportation losses and facility operation and maintenance costs, some light industrial facilities such as salt refineries, sugar mills, breweries, wood processing plants, and food factories are still operating here. of value.

If the rough wood and processed boards can be transported to Jinqilun Port to be made into furniture, it will be much more economical than directly loading the untreated rough wood into a ship and transporting it to Jinqilun Port.

The same goes for fruits, game and fish.

Canned food or other non-staple food products can not only be sold to Jinqilun Port, but also all merchant ships passing through the Baiyue Strait will be interested.

After the industrial zone was formed, the Office of the Port of Potatoes imitated the industrial zone management methods of Lida City, and made detailed regulations on the production methods and employment rules of the industrial units, and also made arrangements for taxation.

After having financial income and confirming its rights and obligations, the Fries Port Office used tax revenue as a guarantee and borrowed a sum of money from the bank of the distant Dawn City to improve the infrastructure of the new city.

For example, the two concrete wharves extending into the deep water area and a road from the industrial area to the core urban area of ​​Chipchi Port were built by Niu Ma Group using prefabricated steel, concrete panels and cement produced in Jinlun Port.

In addition, Niuma Group's airship also brought prefabricated parts produced by Boulder City from Shuguang City, and assembled a small gantry crane and a freight track from the dock to the port warehouse for one of the freight docks in the industrial zone, which greatly improved Improved cargo handling efficiency.

Here we have to mention the technical personnel brought by the Dolphin and their improved "crab" amphibious engineering armor based on the results of Shelter 100.

The horses and oxen equipped with this thing are simply more powerful than a tiger, and the pier is almost growing forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Later, the cargo import and export channels of Fries Port also moved from the beach in the center of the settlement to the beach in the western industrial zone along with the relocated small factories and workshops. In order to make it easier for local residents to go to work there, the Potato Port Office has set up a special transportation office and opened bus lines and passenger ship lines to the new area.

The distance of five or six kilometers is not too far, and there is a military base in the northwest highlands monitoring the alien species in the forest and the fenced coastline. The north side of the coastal road has been reclaimed and fenced in orchards. , farms and plantations, as long as you don’t walk at night, you don’t have to worry too much about safety issues. Therefore, some brave Yue girls choose to commute to get off work by bicycle.

As for the earliest wooden pier in Friesport, it has become a paradise for fishermen and tourists as planned.

In addition to those already built, there is an ocean current power station on the seabed at the bottom of the channel, and a solid-state hydrogen energy storage facility on the shore is still under construction.

However, these two facilities are not the responsibility of Niu Ma Group. They were acquired by a new energy development company located in Lida City.

Speaking of this company, it also has some connections with the Federation of Islands in the southern seas.

The name of this company is Guangwei Energy, which was established less than two months ago. Its founder is Huang Guangwei, a survivor from the southern sea and a resident of Shelter 70.

When this person first arrived in Dawn City, he was sent to the station by the guards for knocking out the former manager of Vault 70 with a punch, and was fortunate enough to be on the headlines of the "Goblin Observer".

But that was all a long time ago.

Now, Mr. Huang has completely adapted to the life of the Alliance, and like the former manager of Vault 70 who had been punched by him, he has chosen to contribute to the Alliance's wasteland construction business in his own way.

Objectively speaking, the reason why Friesport has been able to develop so fast is largely due to the help of these survivors from Vault 70 and Coral City.

For some difficulties that players can only rely on strength and experience before the 21st century to overcome, they have given more constructive solutions.

Some live professional players working in related fields have also learned a lot of new things from these solutions.

Whether it's experience in engineering, or sociology.

㱗Both parties have benefited a lot from these two months of contact.

In addition to the improvements in industry and infrastructure, the areas where players live have also undergone considerable changes.

The most typical one is probably the "Coastal Commercial Street" near the old pier.

Originally there was only one drinking place, Yiren Tavern, but now there are many bars, hotels and various restaurants here.

Some of them are run by live professional players, some are businessmen from Dawn City and Silvermoon Bay who are optimistic about the future of Fries Port, and some are even bosses who came to invest from the federal roundabout.

Every evening, the place is bustling with lights and feasting.

Not only the players returning from missions will drink and brag here, but also the federal fishermen fishing nearby and the captains and sailors who happen to pass by this sea area can't help but be attracted by the parched thighs. Come to this street to quench your thirst with a couple of cold beers.

Of course, it’s not like no one has had some crooked thoughts, such as ideas about things other than food and beer.

But seeing the Confederate flag flying in the lobby of the French Fries Port, most of the wastelanders still maintained their sanity.

Needless to say, some merchants and sailors from Silver Moon Bay have seen the ruthlessness of the Alliance, especially recently when an unruly big man was slapped on the head and beaten.

Some wastelanders who came from far away were forced by the threat of force. After seeing the countless awakened people, they were forced to suppress their evil thoughts.

The lobby of a hotel not far from Yiren Tavern.

Seeing the short skirt passing by the table, a drunken sailor couldn't help sniffing hard and looked drunkenly at his companion sitting across the table.

"Are all the girls here from Borneo?"

"Yes before. I heard that they seem to be Yue people... coming from the land across the Baiyue Strait."

His companion is obviously also an LSP, and he is the kind who has been at sea for many months.

From the moment he stepped through the door of the hotel, this guy never took his eyes off the girls carrying the trays.

The jet-black hip-hugging skirt vividly outlines that graceful figure, and a pair of black silk stockings is the finishing touch. It not only covers the flaws in the legs, but also makes the pair of well-proportioned long legs look even more slim. Slender.

There is one thing to say, those blue gophers really have nothing to say in terms of aesthetics. No wonder even the misers of Ideal City and the nerds of the academy can't put it down for the design of Dawn City.

Even those wastelanders who have no interest in the Era of Prosperity occasionally miss that long gone era in their dreams.

"They are actually from Borneo Province... I thought they were from Silver Moon Bay."

"It's normal. Whether it's Luoxia Ting Province or Borneo Province, they are all the people who escaped from the desert two hundred years ago."

"This... this is the first time I've heard of it." The sailor mumbled and reached out to touch the bare back of his head.

He had been to Borneo Province, including the most famous Golden Gallon Port, but the girls here and the girls there gave him completely different feelings.

Whether it's the complexion or the mental outlook.

The companion sitting opposite him burped and said drunkenly.

"Hiccup... This is actually the first time I've heard of it, but the residents of the shelter have said that, so that's probably how it is."

"After all, no one knows better than them about what happened two hundred years ago."

The night is getting late.

A group of sailors carried unfinished bottles of wine and walked towards the dock in low spirits. The noisy sound could be heard even on the deck several hundred meters away.

Although they can spend the night on the second floor of the hotel like their boss, their boss won't pay their room bill.

In order to save the money and drink a few more bottles at the next port, they would rather go back to the ship and spend the night with moldy pillows.

But just as everyone was walking towards the pier, a group of conspicuous figures walked against the crowd and walked from the pier to the shore.

"Oh! The changes in French Fries Port are so big!"

"Yes, it's completely different from the last time we stopped here..."

One person and one bear were stacked on top of each other, stretching their necks and looking in the direction of the settlement. Two pairs of eyes, one small and one large, were shining with excitement.

The surrounding sailors didn't react much to the combination of a man and a bear, and they didn't find it strange that the bear could talk.

After all, the managers of these guys can even tame the Death Claws that stand at the top of the food chain. It's not surprising that its residents can tame a polar bear.

A man walked to the shore and searched for a while before finding Yiren's Tavern hidden in the middle of a row of bars.

Saying hello to the young lady who was cleaning up the mess at the door, he turned around and jumped off Rourou's shoulder, running to the bar.

Looking at the familiar person, Yiren had a surprised expression on her face.

"Awei? Rourou?"

"Oh...oh! Good evening!" Rourou smiled innocently and waved her paw, not embarrassed to say that she saw the forum post and came here specifically to see Boss Yi's women's clothing.

Ah Wei, who was following her, was much bolder. He leaned over and stared at her for a long time. It wasn't until the latter blushed in embarrassment that she touched her chin with satisfaction and said.

"Not bad...it's perfect enough to warrant paying extra."

The sesame paste with the cat ears swaying on his head also smiled and encouraged.

"It suits you very well."

"Ahaha...haha..."

Yiren laughed a little nervously, her index finger circling the fake hair hanging on her temples.

Although I tried things that I would not dare to try in reality under the instigation of a bunch of idiots, I am still not used to receiving praise from others.

"Congratulations," Si Si, who followed two people and one bear into the tavern, reached out and patted the brother on the shoulder, "It's a good thing to be faithful to your own hobbies. It's not a big deal. Don't worry about it. other people’s eyes.”

After a pause, the corner of her mouth turned up in a mischievous smile, and she continued, "By the way, do you need-"

Before the guy could finish speaking, Yiren said in a cold sweat.

"No, that's not necessary."

At this time, the Yue Clan girls who were busy in the back kitchen of the tavern also noticed the tail man, and they all put down their crafts and gathered around him.

Although they have been away from their hometown for some time, many of them still miss their compatriots there, especially some whose relatives are still there.

Pairs of expectant eyes surrounded the group of people, as well as the maid uniforms that they had not had time to change out of.

"Um...what's going on in Golden Gallon Port now?"

"I heard that you also knocked down Camp Rowell? Is it true?!"

"Is there any news about the people who escaped from the port with us?"

"My husband...is he still alive?"

Before he could even exclaim, "Is this the Kingdom of Heaven?", Ah Wei was instantly confused by the barrage of questions.

"giao...there are too many questions for me to answer."

Seeing her troubled expression, everyone around finally calmed down, but the expectation and anxiety in her eyes remained unchanged.

After glancing at Sisi next to him, Taili put his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and spoke in a reliable accent.

"Ahem! First of all, the slaves in Camp Lowell have been liberated, not just in Camp Lowell, but all the slaves in the entire Golden Gallon Port have been liberated!"

Hearing these words, everyone in the group had expressions of surprise on their faces. The two girls, who seemed to be sisters, even hugged each other with tears of joy.

Apparently, there should be their relatives in that camp.

After all, the people locked there must all be members of the Yue Clan.

Tails paused and continued.

"...Currently, the Empire's troops have retreated beyond the ceasefire limits. The Burning Corps is helping the local survivors form new authorities and build a more equal and harmonious new order. The local survivors are also very cooperative. There’s a lot of excitement everywhere.”

"In short, the changes there are quite big. Rourou and Sesame Paste were shocked when they first saw it. They thought Si had seen the wrong map! According to my observation, the future development there may not be as good as French fries. Hong Kong police, I’ll take a look for you first, and when the situation stabilizes, you can go back and take a look yourself.”

Hearing that their hometown is getting better little by little, everyone's eyes are filled with hope.

But when they heard the last sentence, many people still had a look of hesitation on their faces.

Perhaps the experience during that period left too deep a trauma in their hearts, or perhaps it was because they were outsiders who were sensitive to their identity.

Even though they have worked very hard and tried to repay the people here, the kindness and kindness that only appear in fairy tales still make many people feel that this is like a dying dream. Maybe after waking up, they were still on that narrow, damp ship, and the wasteland was still the same wasteland... Even the ship that took them away from Borneo was a dream given by the gods.

They are worried that they will not be able to come back after they go back, and they are even more worried that the people who pulled them out of hell will send them back there again...

He keenly sensed something from those eyes with inferiority and reluctance, and Taili added another sentence behind him in a low voice.

"... Of course, of course, I never said that you should not come back or anything. This is your new home, and no one will drive you away."

A girl from the Yue tribe suddenly stepped forward and hugged her, closed her eyes, and spoke sincerely and earnestly in her ear.

"Thank you."

"No, you're welcome, although it's a bit strange to say this at this time... Actually, there is no need to thank me specifically. If you must thank others, just thank others. I am just joining in the fun." Taitail's face couldn't help but blush, which was rare. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

The girl let go of her shoulders, took a step back lightly, shook her head slightly, and showed a soft smile on her face.

"...Thank you for sharing our feelings."

As she spoke, she paused and looked out the window at the moonlight hanging in the night sky, as if she were looking at her hometown reflected on a silver plate.

"The people there are finally living a normal life... Knowing that they are doing well makes me very satisfied."

At this moment, the pleasant sound of wind chimes came from the door, interrupting the homesickness lingering in the tavern.

A burly man wearing an exoskeleton walked in, and the prosthetic body scraped against the door frame, making a clanking sound.

Seeing the man at the door, Taitail happily greeted him.

"Oh! Brother Chicken! Okay, haven't you guys gone offline yet?"

Midnight Killer said with a simple smile.

"It just went online. I heard that you guys have already arrived, and I haven't seen anyone on the forum, so I guessed that you are still online and you are here."

Looking away from the guy who suddenly hugged Awei just now, Sisi looked at the chicken-killing guy curiously and asked.

"What's the matter?"

Midnight Killer said shyly.

"I just want to rent your boat. We plan to go to the port of the roundabout tomorrow. I don't know if it's convenient for you."

As soon as he heard that he was going to the roundabout, Taili immediately guessed what it was about and said excitedly.

"Oh! No problem! By the way, is the water going to be turned on?"

Midnight Killer smiled and nodded.

"Well! It's finally done!"

The two-month period has ended. Just yesterday they tested the operation of the pressure valve and various components and confirmed that there was no serious problem.

After the undersea freshwater pipeline is officially opened to water, the Alliance's influence on the round island will completely leave the Torch Church far behind.

Facts have proved that when it comes to uniting "normal people", it is far easier for the builders of order than the destroyers of order.

Sooner or later, the survivor settlements in the southern seas will take the shape of the alliance.

After a pause, he continued.

"And it's not just fresh water. After seeing our construction speed, they also plan to invest in a new ocean current power station and a submarine transmission cable here. They will provide the necessary technical support. Brother Fang said, just take advantage of this Let’s make a friendly statement when we have the opportunity. Let’s go to the island with our equipment and come back, and the other party agreed.”

Sisi said thoughtfully.

"It seems that burning coal all the time is still a bit difficult for them."

"After all, except for those lunatics like Torch, who would refuse a better life? Moreover...recently, the islands have criticized the federal authorities' decision on whether to end the wartime status. They may also want to take this opportunity to find an ally. "Okay." Midnight Shaji said with a smile, "We originally planned to go by airship, but after thinking about it, it would be more friendly to take a boat."

Putting down his arms across his chest, Sisi smiled and nodded.

"No problem, give it to us."