This Game Is Too Realistic

[Starting today, the submarine freshwater pipeline is officially open to water, and the water tanks on the island are already full. According to the water supply agreement signed between the Governor's Office of the Ring Island and the French Fries Port Government Office, the import price of fresh water is only 0.8 silver coins per ton! The price of domestic and industrial water on the circular island will return to what it was before the destruction of the Ocean Current Power Station, and there will no longer be a monthly water limit. 】

["Survivor Daily" Baiyue Strait Branch reports for you! 】

Recently, the "Daily Survivor" also opened a branch in Friesport. Although the newspaper office is not big, it only has a small wooden house of 20 to 30 㱒.

The president is a Yue Clan girl named Misa, who was a teacher before the Xilan Dynasty launched a purge against the Yue Clan people.

After learning about the "Daily Survivor", she decided to open a branch in Friesport to report local interesting news and enhance the cultural exchanges between people of all ethnic groups. At the same time, she also helped her fellow Yue people improve their literacy rate. .

Some things do not necessarily have to wait until the literacy rate rises. On the contrary, it is precisely because of doing this thing that people will be more motivated to actively learn knowledge.

As for the principle of accuracy of "Survivor Daily", it is also quite loose. As long as you swear to speak from the standpoint of all survivors, you can get recognition from other branches and the Dawn City headquarters. There is no need to get a rubber stamp from the administrator. That’s considered “orthodox”.

Of course, if one day a certain branch no longer stands on the side of survivors, Dawn City Headquarters and other branches will issue another statement expelling it from the team, and will no longer reprint or quote any of the newspaper's articles. I heard that this can be regarded as an exit mechanism.

If it is for profit or publicity reasons, this management and exit mechanism is of course problematic, but in the words of the managers, the alliance is not the only newspaper.

If one day all the "Survivors" quit, or only the one in Dawn City is left, it means that its historical mission is over, and it is time to retire in the museum, and people at that time will naturally find it. Something replaces it and continues down the road.

Since there are no paper mills and printing plants in Friesport, the "Survivor Daily Baiyue Strait Branch" is temporarily represented by the printing plant on the ring island. Some fishermen, sailors, and dock workers who often travel between Chip Harbor and the round island occasionally bring newspapers from the shore back to the island.

Therefore, even if the "Daily Survivor" is not sold on the roundabout, the shadow of the newspaper can still be seen on the pier.

"0.8 silver coins?! Damn it, they sold us 1 silver coin!"

Looking at the newspaper in his hand that seemed to be able to squeeze out water, the repairman standing on the dock widened his eyes and couldn't help but curse.

Because they often go ashore, the residents of the round island are no strangers to silver coins, and they can easily convert the latter into money in their pockets.

"After all, people who operate water tanks and faucets have to make a little money," the middle-aged man squatting next to him said with a grin, "Do you expect them to work with the northwest wind?"

"I'm not saying they can't make money, the problem is that it's too easy to make money!" Repairman shook his head, closed the newspaper in his hand, and stuffed it back to where he picked it up.

It's almost time to go to bed.

Recently, there have been a sudden increase in orders from French Fries Port and Golden Gallon Port, and the factory and port on the roundabout have become lively again.

In order to improve the efficiency of loading and unloading, the port office even reloaded the gantry cranes that were almost rusting in the warehouse, and sent some of the boys who were moving boxes on the dock away and asked them to return to the factory. Li Yi goes to work.

These old technicians who lost their jobs along with the large ocean current power station finally have work to do again.

To be honest, if there were no more capable positions for them on the circular island, they would all try their luck at Friesport.

I heard that they are also upgrading port automation there, and the salary is not low. The only risk is safety.

The middle-aged man squatting next to him smiled, threw the towel on his shoulder, and stood up together with the repairman.

"Anyway, even for 1 silver coin, it's much cheaper than before! And there's no limit on water consumption... The days of bathing once a day are finally back."

This is the tropics.

Not taking a shower for a day is enough to be fatal, especially if you are working at the dock.

Not long after the two middle-aged men left, a group of idle young men also wandered here from the settlement, and happened to squat where they had squatted before.

Not everyone has found a job in the factory. Although they are no longer needed at the dock, they will still come here habitually.

After all, many of their friends still work here, and occasionally some interesting ships pass by here.

Anyway, they are not in a hurry to make ends meet as they receive relief funds. They will just be in a daze wherever they go, so it is better to find an interesting place.

"Hey! There's something here!"

A sharp-eyed young man quickly discovered the stack of newspapers stuffed under the ladder, pulled it out, unfolded it, and shouted to his companions in a showy manner.

"Look what I found! The newspapers the sailors brought back!"

Hearing this shout of surprise, the young men who had just squatted against the shadow immediately stood up and gathered around him with interest.

"The last issue of the Survivor's Daily, the newspaper from Friesport! Let me see what it says... Good guy, the undersea freshwater pipeline is officially open to water!"

"real or fake?!"

"No wonder my mother said yesterday that the water bill has been reduced...it took me a long time to do it, but this time!"

"Hey, I knew it yesterday."

"I heard that the pipeline will pass through the minefield... won't it affect the ongoing war?"

"War? If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten about it."

"This war has been going on for so long, and I haven't seen a single person from the 70 shelter."

A group of young men gathered in front of the newspaper and talked about the news in the newspaper. The topic quickly changed from the undersea pipeline that had just been opened to water to the bar advertisement on the third page of the newspaper.

There are the densest colorful illustrations in the entire newspaper. Although it is not particularly exciting, it has a fatal attraction for these young men who are in the turbulent age, just like the tobacco and alcohol of the old guys.

But not everyone is interested in those useless advertising illustrations. For example, Suni sitting here is thinking about other things.

A few months ago, he was producing canned herrings at the cannery on the roundabout. Later, a series of accidents occurred. The canning production line and the automated loading and unloading equipment at the port were forced to shut down. He was called by the Governor's Office to leave the port for retail operations. .

Now that the trade on the roundabout has resumed, the port's automation equipment and the factory's production lines are no longer loss-making goods, and the governor's office hopes that they can return to work in the factory.

He always felt like a convenient and easy-to-use machine, being led around by the nose.

It's not pretentious.

The age of seventeen or eighteen is the age when you like to think wildly. If you don't waste your time on beautiful girls, you can only think about "where are you coming from and where are you going?"

When he read the news about the completion of the submarine freshwater pipeline in the newspaper, he suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart. This was especially true when he learned that the survivors of Coral City had participated in the design of this pipeline.

so good.

While the people on the roundabout were still busy with the confused war and being led around by the nose because of inexplicable emotions, the most unlucky guys had already come out of the disaster a few months ago. And started your life.

He also wants to live a meaningful life...

Finally making up his mind, he suddenly raised his head without warning, looked at the guys gathered in front of the newspaper and said.

"I want to visit Golden Gallen Harbor."

The young men who were chatting about everything fell silent, and for a while the only sound left on the pier was the cooing of seagulls.

A fat man with a sunburned face stared at him for a long time, confirming that the expression was not a joke, and his round eyes suddenly widened.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Golden Gallen Harbor? !

The difference between that place and the French fries port next to them is not just a few words, but another continent separated by more than 2,000 kilometers!

A wasteland that looks more like a wasteland than the Far East Province!

There is neither unemployment benefits nor insurance, and even the most basic life safety cannot be guaranteed. The oldest and most primitive slavery in the history of human civilization is still practiced.

In that kind of ghost place, killing a person is as common as killing a fish.

The exclamation broke the silence at the scene. Seeing his friends looking at him like a madman, Suni quickly explained.

"Wait, don't be so quick to laugh at me...do you remember that ship from before?"

A young man with freckles on his face and a muscular body was stunned for a moment.

“You mean those thighs—wait, aren’t they in Chip Harbor?”

A few months ago, when the cargo ship from Golden Gallen Port docked at the port, the graceful figures on the deck lived in the dreams of many adolescent boys at night.

They were sitting on the dock drinking beers, even sitting in the same spot.

As soon as they heard "that ship", everyone immediately understood which ship this guy was talking about.

"But there are more big things in Golden Gallon Port--well, I mean, huge changes are happening in the entire wasteland. People outside are moving for a better life, but I am spending time here. !" Suni coughed hard and looked at his friends with a serious look, "Don't you think this is a waste?"

Everyone looked at him blankly, then turned to look at him, becoming more convinced that there was definitely something wrong with this guy's head.

"What's wrong?"

"It's actually not bad to watch their jokes here."

"I like it," the little fat man with a sunburned face also nodded, "Just look at the love in the wasteland, it's so bad... I'm afraid I will be stewed in it."

"I can't explain it to you," Suni sighed feebly and looked at Fang Yan at the port with abandon. "I learned so much knowledge not to move boxes at the port or to arrange things on the assembly line. Canned goods, those things can obviously be made by machines... Let’s face it, I’m not actually needed here, but I feel like I might be needed there.”

The companions looked at each other and seemed to understand this time.

Good guy.

After doing this for a long time, this kid wanted to pretend to be a master to the natives in the wasteland.

By the way, I cheated on a few more beautiful girls.

"Then...what do you want to do?"

Still wanting to persuade this whimsical guy, the freckled face stared into his eyes seriously, but he didn't expect that this guy had even thought about what he would do after he lay there.

"Teacher." Without avoiding the questioning gaze, Suni replied without hesitation.

Everyone was surprised again when they heard this.

"teacher?!"

“What can you teach them?”

"You can't even find a job yourself!"

"Language, arithmetic, even physics and chemistry, everything taught in school," Suni counted on his fingers and looked at everyone and said, "The knowledge that is not used in the factory may be used there. I heard that there is a lot of it. People haven't even learned how to cook with fire. What's more, it was written in the newspaper before that teachers are needed there, and as long as they are literate, the Alliance... As for those friends on the north side of the strait, they plan to set up a literacy school in Golden Gallen Port. , the salary is still paid in silver coins! It’s one or two thousand a month!”

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. They didn't expect that he had been planning for so long and even knew about the salary of working there.

Knowing that his friend was serious, the freckled face didn't say anything more, but just reached out and shook his shoulder.

"I won't advise you to give up this idea again, but it is a wasteland. You must think clearly before boarding the ship."

Seeing that someone finally understood him, Suni breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed smile.

"I will discuss it with my family."

While he was talking, a whistle sounded from Fang Yan at the port, and a huge cargo ship was slowly approaching Fang Yan at the dock.

The young men sitting on the steps subconsciously looked up and looked over there, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Rourouhao?"

"Those people are back?"

Looking at Fang Tan at the dock as well, Suni's eyes suddenly brightened, and his dark eyes were filled with glow.

What a coincidence.

Just when he made up his mind to set foot on the wasteland, the sea breeze that brought dreams blew into this lonely port again.

Maybe this is God's will...

…

"Welcome! Friends from Chip Port! Friends from the Alliance!"

Round Island Port Terminal.

Surrounded by soldiers wearing exoskeletons, Governor Channing walked up to the Midnight Killer with a smile on his face.

It's just that after seeing the appearance of the commander of the jungle corps, the smile on his face was somewhat unflattering.

I saw that this guy was covered in prosthetics. Not only was a huge chain saw and gun barrel welded to his arms, but his entire body was replaced with steel.

Others wear exoskeletons on their bodies, but this guy seems to have moved his head to a new home.

With so many prosthetics installed, will my brain really not be damaged?

I don't know what the NPC in front of you was thinking, but Midnight Killer smiled honestly, and the Governor-General stretched out his right hand.

"I'm glad to have more in-depth cooperation with you! Our management asked me to ask you questions on their behalf!"

After holding his hand and shaking it, Channing quickly let go of his hand and continued talking with a bright smile on his face.

"We are the same, and we are very happy to cooperate with you! In addition, please allow me to accept what I said before... I didn't expect that you could really gain a foothold on that incredible land. We have made many attempts in the past century. All failed."

This is what he says from his heart.

If two months ago he was more concerned and worried about the arrival of the alliance, then now he can only say that it is really good.

That water supply agreement brought far more than just hundreds or tens of millions of tons of fresh water to the circular island. With the currency swap clause in the agreement, nearly half of the factories on the island that had been shut down due to the war were put into operation again. Get up!

Especially recently, both the French Fries Port and the Jinlun Port have been engaged in infrastructure construction, and a huge market is open to all allies of the Alliance.

Earning profits from exporting industrial products and equipment not only solved the financial pressure on the roundabout authorities brought by unemployment subsidies and war taxes, but also allowed the subsidized coal-fired power plants to turn a profit because the coal mines were priced cheaper with silver coins!

It would be even better if this group of blue jackets on shore could solve the power problem together.

Of course, he had already negotiated this matter with the Baiyue CEO.

Soon an undersea high-voltage cable will climb to the island along with the water pipe. Then they can shut down the coal power plant and use silver coins to do more things.

As for the Tianting and the mother nest on the bottom of the sea, although it would be best if they could solve it, they would still go on living their lives even if they couldn't solve it.

Moreover, the River Valley Province has already had successful cases of solving the nest problem.

They didn't have to use the Torch Church method...

…

After shaking hands with Governor Channing, Midnight Killer followed him to the square where the port connects with the terminal.

There is a fountain carved from marble, and a fountain with a hammer standing in the center, symbolizing order.

This fountain statue was completed by Dawn City. It was delivered to the French Fries Port by a cargo airship, and then transferred here via a cargo ship.

As a blessing for the undersea aqueduct to open up water, and as a symbol of friendship, the Alliance presented this "Never-Stop Fountain" to the local survivors.

Connected to the fountain is the submarine freshwater pipeline. As long as the fresh water from Chips Harbor is sent to the island, the water in the fountain pool will not dry up.

At the same time that the two of them boarded the port, the two hundred players belonging to the jungle corps on the deck also followed the two of them and set foot on the port of the circular island.

The armored and bright "K10" iron wall exoskeletons exude a blood-thrilling light under the sun, just like the blazing sun walking on land.

The port was crowded with onlookers, and the windows of the densely packed lattice buildings along the island's shores were also opened.

No matter whether they were young men or women, whether they were old people or children, they all cast their sights on that neatly-moved and well-equipped force.

Even some of the operators sitting in the crane operating platform stopped their work and looked over there.

They were the first to see an army on land, and also the first to see combat exoskeletons with such thick armor and such large numbers.

Although the federal navy is also equipped with exoskeletons, most of them are for underwater operations, and only a few sailors are equipped with combat exoskeletons with bulletproof inserts.

And even the kind of combat exoskeleton designed for close-range firefighting is still as small as a toothpick when placed in front of this walking tank.

The scratches on the seal's paint are like medals. These ruthless men are real warriors who have come down from the battlefield, and have experienced countless battlefields!

A pair of eyes couldn't help but bring a little admiration and admiration. After all, the place where these people came was the place where they had escaped.

However, even though they had enough capital to show off, these "iron men" did not show off their power in a big way.

They didn't even carry weapons, nor did they make deafening footsteps. They just walked forward neatly, wearing alliance badges and jungle-colored paint.

Compared with the intense and chilling feeling, standing on the port and watching the survivors, they felt more of safety and reliability.

No one doubts that they came with the purpose of peace!

The players of the Jungle Corps stopped at the entrance of the pier and stood in a row in front of the fountain without continuing.

Looking at this army, not only the residents of the circular island, Chanin also looked at this army of tigers and wolves armed with steel and teeth, and secretly admired it in his heart.

No wonder that empire is no match for them.

I'm afraid these people didn't even use their full strength when they fought back.

But——

Channing's eyes fell on the "shabby" cargo ship behind these soldiers, and he couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

Pity.

Their land power is indeed strong, but their sea power is still a shortcoming, and is obviously not enough to compete with the navy of the Southern Islands Federation.

The reason for making this comparison is not that he has any second thoughts or that he wants to separate the families with the fellow villagers here. He just thinks that if this big tree can be taller and stronger, it will be better.

In that case, the strategic value of the circular island within the federation will also be higher.

I'm just afraid that these people are a potential threat to the Federation, but the threat is not that big...

However, although Channing felt a little disappointed, he did not show that trivial problem on his face.

He is a man who is easily satisfied.

Overall, he is still very satisfied with this ally.

As the Jungle Corps landed, the band on shore played welcome music, and the ceremony entered a critical stage.

Looking at the leader of the Alliance Corps standing next to him, Channing performed standard federal etiquette with a smile on his face, and Zheng said: "Huh?"

"May our friendship last forever!"

Even when he was killing the chicken at midnight, he put his right fist against his chest and made a loud sound.

"May our friendship last forever!"

Witnessing this historic moment, the crowd surrounding the port burst into warm applause, whistles, and excited cheers.

The staff on the square threw the ribbons and ceremonial bows prepared in advance into the air, and the band played music, which pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

There was an atmosphere of jubilation and celebration in the port, and it was as lively as a festival.

At the same time, the war hammer on the standing fountain spurted out water, and a looming rainbow fell together with the patter of water drops.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the rainbow, and excitement and anticipation shone on every face.

The days of water shortage are finally over!

And there will be more information tomorrow!

Channing and all the port officials also clapped with smiles on their faces, and all the concerns and worries in their hearts fell away with the spray of water.

At this moment, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded over the port.

The festive atmosphere and music stopped abruptly like a balloon being punctured. The trumpeters and drummers in the band stopped their movements one after another and looked at the place where the sirens were coming from in shock.

The same was true for the survivors on the siege port. Their faces showed panic and confusion. They were crowded and looking around, wondering what happened to them.

Generally speaking, the alarm will only be triggered when a ship from Shelter 70 attacks a fishing boat, cargo ship or underwater facility in nearby waters.

But this is a round island located on the edge of the southern sea area. Except for special circumstances such as exercises, the alarm here has not been sounded for a long time.

So much so that without consciously thinking about it, most people forget that they are still at war.

Governor Channing was also confused. He stared blankly at the place where the alarm sounded, not sure what the situation was.

While everyone was panicking, only the players standing next to the fountain showed expressions of eagerness to try.

Tu guy.

Is this a job? !

It's been a while since this plot CG was released. Don't wait for the new map's promotional PV to be released. Newbies and cloud players who don't understand the situation still think they are NPCs.

All players are eager to get on the deck and pick up weapons immediately.

They can't wait to show off their skills to these guys they've never met before!

At this time, a port office staff member ran over and said something anxiously into Chan Ning's ear.

Channing was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed instantly. He looked at the leader of the Alliance Corps standing aside and said in a serious tone.

"Our patrol team patrolling the sea near the minefield detected an explosion signal... The water area looks like a water pipeline passing through the area."

After a pause, he continued.

"We suspect that the Shelter 70 ship may have attacked that location."

While he was talking, he couldn't help but glance at the fountain, but he saw that the water spurting out showed no sign of stopping.

The water continued to flow out, seemingly unaffected.

Looking at Governor Channing who looked as nervous as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he said with a hearty smile.

"Don't be nervous, it's a small problem."

Channing was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he heard wrongly, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Small problem?"

Midnight Shaji nodded and explained with a simple smile.

"We anticipated that this situation might arise two months ago. If you make such a fuss, maybe the problem will be solved now."

After a pause, he looked at the stunned staff on the side, quietly pointed at the band, and continued talking in a low voice.

"Can you please turn off the alarm and let them continue playing..."

"We are recording a video."

Channing: "...?"

Staff: “???”