This Game Is Too Realistic

The underground control room was filled with deathly silence.

Regardless of whether they were researchers from the enterprise or the alliance, all of them, without exception, widened their eyes in astonishment.

Except Heya.

As the only researcher on the "relevant research project", she is probably the only one among all the researchers here who knows the inside story.

I saw that the fair face was covered with flushing, and a pair of eyes flashed with excitement.

Just as she was contemplating an incredible scientific miracle, she stared at the screen intently, her eyes full of enthusiasm and her mouth couldn't stop muttering in a low voice.

"Is this the power of unlocking 60% of the genetic sequence? This feeling is simply... it is even more exaggerated than the theoretical analysis value in the test!"

No--

Should I say this is still a carbon-based substance? !

The frame rate of the security surveillance was unable to capture the trajectory of that punch!

Her heart was pounding hard and her breathing was quickening.

At this moment, Heya suddenly came back to her senses and said to herself.

"...Wait a minute, that unrecognizable 'talent'...could it be related to this too?!"

Is it strong?

Or is it not just strength that is strong...

Just as the researchers were marveling, the monster wearing physical power armor suddenly burst out in surprise and launched another attack.

He seemed to be enraged, and the whole corridor was filled with violent roars.

Those dark green eyes were burning with madness, and the muscles that expanded with the force comparable to entering the body exploded in an instant, and the huge body was shot out like a cannonball again.

That terrifying explosive power seems to be stronger than before, and the speed is faster than before!

However--

The result this time was no different from last time. The Beast King, who received the punch with his face, didn't even have time to let out a howl of pain and fell to the ground.

"Don't you have any other tricks?"

Looking at the Beast King trapped in a pile of concrete debris, Chu Guang gradually felt a little bored, so he reached out and picked up the hammer on the ground and watched him walk over.

Listening to the steady footsteps, the Beast King struggled to get up from the broken stones, wiped the mucus flowing from the corners of his mouth, and stared at Chu Guang who was walking towards him.

"You guy...what kind of monster are you!"

His voice was trembling, and his sharp claws were shaking uncontrollably.

Not out of fear.

It was purely because of the three thumping punches that his endocrine system was knocked out of balance.

"I'm not a monster, I am who I am." Chu Guang said in a quiet tone.

"Impossible!" the Beast King roared, interrupting Chu Guang's words, staring at him with dark green pupils, "This can never be human power... Even if you transform his power armor, your body will I absolutely can’t bear that kind of speed and power!”

"Renovation?" Chu Guang smiled faintly, "That's not necessary at all."

He knew this guy was trying to trick him.

But unfortunately, he himself couldn't figure out what happened to him.

According to Heya's conclusion long ago, the "results" produced by his players' exploration of genetic sequences will eventually accumulate on him in some form.

In a sense, his existence itself is a "singularity" outside the horizon. The existing theories can only scratch the surface and cannot touch the root at all.

Just like the "morphological field" that connects the players.

Including the "Gestalt Life Body" that the Torch cannot ask for...

The Beast King's pupils were shaking with disbelief, and he obviously didn't believe Chu Guang's words.

However, Chu Guang didn't intend to explain to him, he just swung the square hammer——

There is also the condensed nitrogen on the surface of the hammer, which is almost compressed into a solid substance!

"Go to hell."

He spoke quietly and announced the devil's death sentence.

"That's where you belong."

The burst of air burst out in an instant, raging like a sharp razor blade, tearing open the windows and even splitting the surrounding walls!

There are no fancy moves, and there is no need for anything like that.

Chu Guang swung the war hammer into a round shape and slammed the hammer into the Beast King who was squatting on the ground.

Facing the heavy hammer that was as fast as the wind, the Beast King subconsciously raised his arm to block it.

However, the physical power armor that he was proud of was as fragile as paper and was torn into pieces in an instant.

The severe pain made him howl, but the raging wind blocked his mouth and inflated his cheeks into balloons.

Then——

The war hammer that disintegrated his arms hit his Heavenly Spirit cover hard, pushed his head into his shoulders, and was crushed into a pulp along with that half of his body.

The violent air currents blew up billows of dust.

When the dust settled, the entire corridor was instantly filled with scarlet droplets, as if there had been a rain of blood.

And in the center of the storm, there was only Chu Guang holding a hammer, and a puddle of flattened flesh.

There were hurried footsteps at the end of the corridor, and Lu Bei rushed from the basement with a group of soldiers from the Guards Regiment in a hurry.

From the moment he found out that the manager was not around, he rushed over with his people.

However, what he didn't expect was that what he saw was such an exaggerated scene...

Not only Lu Bei, but also all the guards standing behind him were stunned.

This……

Is it their manager?

That manager who treats others with humility, has a broad heart, and almost never loses his temper...? !

Even though they were aware of the power of managers, they never thought of exaggerating it to such an extent.

A pair of eyes are filled with the light of reverence.

Although the reason why their managers offer their loyalty is not because of his strength, in the wasteland where the law of the jungle is generally followed, a powerful person can naturally gain the respect of the wastelanders. This is also an objective fact.

Underground monitoring room.

All the researchers were stunned and speechless.

After a long time, an old professor from Yunjian University swallowed, poked the researcher from the alliance next to him with his index finger, and asked with a trembling voice.

"This...is really your manager?"

What he originally wanted to ask was "Is that guy still human?"

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was too offensive to ask, so I changed my words temporarily.

The researchers from the alliance were also confused, but they nodded subconsciously.

"Of course...it will be replaced if it's fake."

A female researcher from Yunjian University, with enthusiasm flashing in her eyes, grabbed the collaborator from Camp 101 next to her.

"What kind of technology is this? I don't mean to pry, I just want to find out what was revealed just now... Can you lend me some samples——"

Without waiting for the collaborator to answer, Heya interrupted the guy's whimsical speech without hesitation, like a cat guarding its food.

"Don't even think about it!"

For a moment, outside the research institute, all the players and NPCs in the open space were looking at the damaged wall and the corridor where Chu Guang was standing.

When the winged guy broke through the wall and rushed in, they paid attention to the movement on the other side of the research institute, and then heard the explosion like the roar of artillery fire.

The manager of the conscious alliance was there. General Babita had mixed feelings on his face, but he was still more happy at the end, and he even couldn't help but cheer up the monster in his heart.

On the other side, the sergeant of the "Hound" special forces looked at the soldiers of the Storm Corps and couldn't help but ask.

"Your manager...don't you go and help him?"

Hearing the NPC's voice, the Graveyard Ghost Hunter gave him a strange look, wondering if this was just a cutscene, what's the fuss about.

With the manager's level and attribute panel, even that thing can hurt him, but he must underestimate the power of "technology".

After waving his hand, Gravetop Ghost Hunter said with a smile.

"There's no need. By the time we get there, I'm afraid he'll have dismantled that thing into parts."

Hound Special Forces Sergeant: "...?"

Although the description is exaggerated enough, catching ghosts from the grave still underestimates the respected manager.

Strictly speaking, let alone dismantling it into parts.

In that "mosaic", I'm afraid I can't even find a complete part.

Looking down at the thick blood all over his body, Chu Guang muttered after a moment of silence.

"It seems like too much force was applied."

You should keep a head.

And the whole body was covered in blood...

But it doesn’t really matter.

X-16 will clean it up for him anyway.

After shaking off the minced meat and plasma on the sticky hammer, Chu Guang stepped over the Beast King's body, climbed up the stairs to the third floor of the research institute, and stood in front of the gap in the collapsed wall.

The moment they saw that figure appear in the gap in the wall, almost everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Except for the residents of Vault 404.

Players who have fought alongside him more than once know very well how powerful he is.

not only that.

He is like a flag.

No matter what kind of opponent they face, as long as they stand beside him, their hearts will burst out with indomitable courage and determination to win.

That's why.

The moment he appeared on the battlefield, almost all the players shouted in excitement——

“Managers are awesome!”

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Ouch!"

Bathed in the inspiring cheers, the soldiers of the Hound Special Forces looked around in astonishment, and then followed the gaze of those people to look at the direction of the research institute.

They couldn't understand what the residents of the shelter were cheering for, but they could feel the fanaticism in the cheers.

The man they considered their leader had led them from victory to victory, and they had no doubt that their future was bright.

Many of the soldiers from the Free State had envious expressions in their eyes.

They fight to pay off their debts as soon as possible and do not understand what kind of belief it is, but this does not prevent them from casting envious glances at those shining people.

It would be great if they could have such a manager who cares about them.

Everyone couldn't help but think so in their hearts.

Compared with the ideal of an ideal city, this seems easier to achieve.

Unfortunately, with this idea, they can always make a choice between a very bad option and a worse option, and most of the time they don't even have the chance to choose.

It's not just the Hounds.

Even the soldiers from the Falcon Kingdom looked up to that man.

Even though they had been beaten black and blue by this guy, they found that they didn't hate this guy at all...

At least from the perspective of a soldier, a general who can advance and retreat with them is better than those cowards hiding in castles and airships.

Looking at the intact Chu Guang, General Babita's face showed a hint of sadness, and he sighed in his heart.

Pity.

God bless my empire...

This long night, I'm afraid I don't know when it will end.

After looking around at everyone on the battlefield, Chu Guang dropped the warhammer in his hand heavily to the ground.

"Everyone——"

He turned on the helmet's speaker, suddenly raised the volume, and let out a deafening shout.

"Our enemies are also powerful, and their fierceness and madness cannot hide their weakness!"

"Their 'Beast King' has died under my hammer!"

"If they still want to come and die! Then let us help them!"

The sound was like a sharp sword, tearing apart the curtain of night and the noisy gunfire and artillery fire.

No matter who is watching him.

The soldiers who were still fighting had an unprecedented morale.

He was answered by deafening shouts.

"Kill!!"

…

That deafening cry was like a shot in the arm, piercing the heart of every soldier.

Facing the coalition forces with high morale, the monsters entangled outside the institute struggled to the death and were finally defeated.

At the same time, the battles in other places in the military base were also coming to an end.

Under Xiaoyu's control, the mighty army of gnawers and crawlers successfully took over the east and west wings of the military base, blocking the corpses that kept crawling out of the soil.

The kingdom of heaven above the Weifu military base has collapsed, and it is only a matter of time before the puppets awakened by the kingdom of heaven are sent away.

On the other side, the armored formation of the Skeleton Corps also killed the north side of the military base.

When they took care of the "living dead", they also took care of the bat-winged men who attacked the northern defense line, as well as those people wearing biological power armor who were neither humans nor ghosts.

As Chu Guang said in his call for mobilization, the power of the torch in this generation is at its end.

They have no cards to play!

For a moment, the Loyalty airship.

General Liam, who was sitting on the bridge, finally waited for the battle report from the front line.

After reading the report carefully to the end, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the adjutant standing aside and said energetically.

"The position at Blood Mountain has been captured, and the crisis at the Weifu military base has been resolved. We have won this war!"

The adjutant also had an expression of relief on his face and said with lingering fear.

"I didn't expect [these guys] to have such terrifying weapons in their hands..."

Maybe they should follow the Academy's Alpha Task Force and give the clone troopers a set of gas masks.

Although it is ineffective against the weird biochemical weapons of Alpha Protozoa, it can at least resist the corrosion of Nagomycelium.

The Glorious Army's lagging performance in this battle can be said to have completely disgraced their army.

General Liam nodded, slightly squinting his eyes and looking to the west out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He has already reported the situation here to Triumph City, and reinforcements will arrive soon.

Shifeng Mountain is just a checkpoint they must pass on their way to Haiyating Province.

The war between the coalition forces and the Torch has just begun.

And after that, there are games with companies, colleges, the Great Rift Valley... and even alliances.

For the Legion, that's the highlight.

…

The flames of war seemed to rise in an instant, and then seemed to end in an instant.

When the player who had emptied the magazine of the last bat-winged man had its throat cut with a combat knife, the gray sky turned white.

Unknowingly, the soldiers in this military base had been fighting all night!

Although Xiaoyu's fruiting bodies are still competing with the puppets of Naguo Mycelium for control of the land, the latter no longer pose a threat.

As those guys wearing biological power armor formed one after another, both the bat-winged people and the "living dead" became soulless empty shells, just corpses and flesh that moved under the instinct. .

These unorganized guys are obviously no match for the fruiting body army led by Xiaoyu.

It is only a matter of time before the corrosion in this wasteland of Wei Mansion is completely cleaned up...

News of the victory quickly spread throughout the army.

Knowing that the enemy had been defeated, the tense nerves of the soldiers finally relaxed.

Many people simply collapsed on the ground, or stared at the corpses on the ground in a daze.

The strong smell of blood filled the nostrils, and the entire military base turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The intensity of this battle exceeded most people's imagination.

After all, the combined population of most settlements in the wasteland is not even as large as the number of people buried in any corpse pit here.

On the other hand, those Weirant people were relatively calm and had even lined up at the entrance of the canteen with their lunch boxes.

Perhaps this can only be regarded as a small scene in the west of the mainland...

Apart from the Weiland people, the players are naturally the calmest in the entire coalition.

In order not to let the accumulated fatigue value affect the "daytime" game, some people have gone to lie down and rest in the hibernation cabin.

There were also some guys who didn't grab the save point and didn't waste time. After having a simple meal, they helped the NPCs clean up the battlefield.

East of the military base.

The Southern Construction Corps marked out an area of ​​land in the wasteland specifically for the purpose of piling corpses.

They used trucks to pull the corpses out of the military base and dumped them here, waiting for the crawlers hatched by Feather to transport them.

Looking at the piles of dead people, Mosquito couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh my god... I'm afraid the empire will have to compensate [grandma's family] this time."

No need to ask him to guess that the people who died the most in this battle, apart from the clone cannon fodder, were probably the rats from the Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force.

Those guys are really miserable.

They just wanted to have a few good meals, and they didn't commit any serious crimes. At most, they were just thinking about it in their heads, but they had to be tortured by their superiors. Not only did they live in discomfort, but they also died. brilliance.

Standing next to him, the construction site master Yi Yuzhuang glanced at him sideways.

"...Why do I feel that the one who has lost the most is not the empire?"

Mosquito was stunned for a moment.

"…What do you mean?"

Liability Big Eyes reminded him.

"Aren't you still waiting to collect their food?"

His brows twitched, Mosquito coughed dryly and defended.

"I just said that the plan is to harvest... They haven't planted it yet, so they won't harvest it."

Even though he said this, he still had a look of pity on his face when he thought that he couldn't find the free money, and he couldn't help but smack his lips in pain.

Not making a profit is also a loss.

He has to think about how to fill this hole...

…

On the other side, at the Weifu military base, tents with medical logos were set up in the open space in front of the temporary research institute.

Half an hour ago, the company's medical team set off from Shuguang City Airport and now has arrived at the front line of Weifu Military Base. Nurses and doctors from Ideal City are bandaging the wounds of injured soldiers.

In fact, before it was converted into a temporary research institute, this concrete building itself was a preliminary medical facility. However, it was later converted into a research facility because there were not many injured people.

The open space in front of the building was reserved to accommodate "more casualties than expected."

It's just that no one, whether it was the Southern Construction Corps or the coalition forces, thought that this open space would actually have a chance to be used.

And this was before the coalition forces entered Haiyada Province.

After all, judging from the first two battles, the strength displayed by the Torch Church was not overwhelming. Their positions fell down with just a slight push...

Just when Chu Guangzheng was consoling the wounded, Diao Jinrong, the commander of the Southern Construction Corps, limped over.

His arm was bandaged, as if he had suffered a gunshot wound, presumably from a clone of the Glorious Army.

Although the technical content of the Ripper Rifle is not high, the damage caused by the full-power bullets is no joke.

Fortunately, the bullet passed through his arm and did not damage the bones or arteries, nor did it remain in the body.

It is precisely because of this that this minor injury did not affect his work at all. He did not even find a doctor, he just put a bandage on it and it was done.

"Except for the Legion's refusal to cooperate with the investigation of the Glorious Army's injuries, the statistics of the injuries of various coalition forces have basically been completed. The most serious casualties at present are the expeditionary forces of the Xilan Empire, and many of them have just begun to suffer. I was poisoned by that time..."

Chu Guang asked with a frown.

"How many of them died in total."

Di Jinrong swallowed and continued.

"Including those who are missing... the total number is 14,700."

If Xiaoyu hadn't rescued some of them, this number would have been even more exaggerated.

Even though he had expected that the Xilan Empire's expeditionary force would be seriously injured, Chu Guang couldn't help but hold his breath when he heard this number.

Nearly ten thousand people...

There are only 20,000 soldiers in Nishikawa Province, and the attrition is close to three-quarters!

Looking at Chu Guang with a heavy expression, Di Jinrong hesitated for a moment and continued.

"The commander of the Xilan Expeditionary Force hopes that the coalition can provide some compensation to the families of those soldiers... They are the backbone of 14,700 families. They come [here] for the common destiny of all mankind, and their families What you get should not only be the ashes and honor, but also the support of other people who survived for this."

Hearing these high-sounding words, the corners of Chu Guang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The breadwinners of 14,700 families are still there...

I'm afraid it's an animal from a farm.

Although he has never been to Borneo, it does not mean that he does not know the situation there.

He could be sure that even if he helped them get a compensation from the college or company, or even paid the money out of his own pocket, the money would definitely not be distributed to the family members of those people. In the end, most of them would be paid. In the pocket of a nobleman.

Or simply put it into Babita's own pocket.

But at this time, he was thinking about a friend who died young.

In a sense, I am already in a similar position at this moment.

He could ignore those guys and no one would think he did anything wrong. Even General Babita himself, who made the request, would blush just thinking about it.

After all, those rat clansmen were of no use at all. Instead, they ended up inexplicably trapping a wave of friendly troops. Even the legions closest to them despised them for being in the way.

If they don't plant the seeds in their pockets, no matter how many seeds they save, the wasteland will always be wasteland, even if they win the war in the end.

After thinking for a long time, Chu Guang spoke.

"Tell Babita that the coalition is a military institution, not a foster care institution, but the Adhesion Community recognizes the sacrifices of those people."

"If he really wanted to do something for the 14,700 dead soldiers, he would carefully count their names, families, and addresses."

"We will provide appropriate compensation to the families of all soldiers and the collectives to which they belong in a manner approved by the opening resolution."

Di Jinrong nodded seriously.

"Understood!"