This Game Is Too Realistic

"You'd better calm down."

Seeing the power armor take a step forward, the Holy Son did not panic. He just smiled lightly and said in a very light voice.

"Just in case, I set up 1.5 tons of metallic hydrogen explosives in this warehouse... Any unidentified object information entering the identification area will trigger the explosive device."

This madman...

Fang Chang looked at him in astonishment and stopped moving forward.

"Are you crazy?"

The Holy Son said in a gentle tone.

"Maybe it seems to you, but I know exactly what I'm doing."

"Then you should know very well that your resistance is meaningless," Fang Chang stared at him and continued, "Surrender, you have already lost."

At the same time, Fang Chang sent instructions to the team heading to the security room, asking them to implant the cracking program created by Xiaoqi into the shelter's security system and try to find the location of the bombs.

As if he heard some funny joke, the Holy Son smiled lightly and said.

"The Kingdom of Haiyada Province has indeed reached its end, but it is too early to say that we have lost now."

He continued without waiting for Fang Chang to speak.

"Actually, my soul is already one and a half million kilometers away from here. The reason why you can see me here is just because I want to see you at the end."

"Meet us?" Fang Chang frowned slightly and stared intently at the pretentious guy in front of him.

What made him even more concerned was actually another piece of information revealed in this guy's words.

One and a half million kilometers...

Lagrange point?

The senior leaders of the Torch Church uploaded their thoughts to a satellite or space station at the Lagrange point?

He didn't intend to explain what he said. The Holy Son just smiled faintly.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Without my acquiescence, a mere brain soaked in a petri dish would have the ability to sneak out from under my nose?"

"...Surprisingly, only the brain is left..."

Intermittent sounds came from the communication channel, and it was obvious that Kallen was quite emotionally devastated by the fact that her body only had a brain.

Fang Chang didn't have time to comfort her for the time being, he just stared intently at the Holy Son standing behind the rows of culture tanks.

"What now? Your curiosity should have been satisfied."

"Yes," the Holy Son nodded and continued in a crisp voice, "After meeting you, many of the confusions in my heart have been answered. You are Gestalts in another sense, and you are the ones before me. I never imagined another possibility... In fact, we could have cooperated, and this was my biggest misjudgment of the situation in the wasteland."

"Then you really insulted us," Fang Chang laughed, looking at this arrogant guy with disdain, "We will never cooperate with something like you."

The Holy Son was not angry, he just smiled lightly and said.

"I said it in a technical sense. You can't deny that this possibility does exist... Of course, these are all things to say now. I really shouldn't expect you remnants of the old days to understand our ideals."

"You have ideals..." Fang Chang sighed, "To be honest, whether it's you or Charas, you guys are better at talking than singing, and you talk about one theory after another. In the end, you didn’t even dare to stand up and take responsibility and admit your mistake. What are you afraid of? If you are so reasonable, just stand on the judgment seat. Maybe we will be convinced by you?”

The Holy Son looked at him silently, as if speechless. He wanted to refute but could not think of anything suitable to say.

"Whatever you say, you are the victors after all..."

Finally, he dropped this sentence and ended the topic hastily.

But as if to save some face, the Holy Son paused for a moment and then continued.

"But don't be too happy too early. Your victory is only temporary."

"The 'Heavenly Man' is here."

"And he came here a long time ago."

"No one can resist the ultimate evolution! No one!"

Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, the voice of another team member came from Fang Chang's communication channel.

"The hacking program has been implanted! The object information identification device has been turned off! The self-destruction device has been eliminated!"

"receive."

After stagnating in front of the stairs for a long time, Fang Chang took a step forward again.

Seeing Fang Chang entering the object identification area like everyone else, the Holy Son's face flashed with surprise for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

"I see, it seems like I should quit -"

"You talk too much!"

Fang Chang quickly took out the anesthetic gun, aimed at his chest and pulled the trigger without ceremony.

However, at this moment, a scene that no one expected happened.

The moment the light blue tracer light hit the Holy Son's chest, the latter's body swelled up like a blown balloon.

His limbs and facial features were twisted into a ball, as if he had been injected with some unstable genetic modification agent.

"We will meet again -"

After saying these words, he exploded in a burst of arrogant laughter, scattering blood and minced meat all over the room.

All the players were stunned.

Bai Daisni swallowed.

"Good guy... blew himself up?"

The props master couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

"You don't even want to leave a whole body for yourself."

This guy is a ruthless person...

Obviously, just as the Holy Son said, they have uploaded their thoughts to a server one and a half million kilometers away.

That's how they left themselves a way out.

As for the physical body remaining in the "mortal world", it is a dispensable thing for them.

Fang Chang didn't know where that guy got his confidence, so much so that when he was about to die, he still said something like "your victory is only temporary".

But there is one more clue that he cares.

"...Celestial beings."

What the hell is this?

"My body..." The sound of sobs came intermittently from the communication channel, interrupting his thoughts.

Obviously, not everyone thinks the body is an insignificant burden.

Looking at Karen who was heartbroken, Fang Chang comforted her and said.

"Look on the bright side, at least you still have a brain."

Speaking of which, given these people's biological skills, it wouldn't be difficult to squeeze a body and put the head on it, right?

He doesn't understand this kind of professional sentiment very well, but in theory it should be acceptable.

"You don't understand... I never dream of leaving this shelter. Those people... they clearly promised me that they would take good care of my body for me..."

Karen's voice gradually became incoherent.

Fang Chang glanced at the drone lying on the ground, then looked at the culture tanks filled with brain flowers, thought for a while and spoke.

"Okay, I really don't understand very well... By the way, do you know a Heya person?"

"……who?"

There was a hint of confusion in Karen's voice, as if she had heard this name for the first time.

Sure enough.

Having probably guessed the whole story, Fang Chang sighed softly.

"Nothing."

If he guessed correctly, the blue jackets in Vault 117 should have uploaded their consciousness to a server one and a half million miles away earlier...

…

At the same time that Fang Chang led the team to suppress Shelter No. 20, in the abandoned city not far from the entrance to the shelter, a long shuttle-shaped scientific research ship was parked quietly.

Next to the scientific research ship, a dozen explorers wearing exoskeletons were standing quietly, only making brief chats in the communication channel.

"I didn't expect that the alliance would take the lead." A prospector had a stern expression on his face, as if he was at a loss for this unexpected situation.

It's not just the Weirant people who are interested in the Gestalt Life Project, they are also full of interest in this Singularity-level research project.

The college had obtained the coordinates of Shelter No. 20 a long time ago. They came here this time just to recover the technical data stored in the shelter.

But obviously, they came a step too late.

"What to do next?" Looking at the highest-ranking prospector in the team, the slightly younger prospector asked.

"What can I do...should I snatch it from them?"

"Actually, it's not necessary. I just suddenly thought that it might be a good thing to throw this trouble into the hands of the Alliance."

"oh?"

"The people in Weiland should have noticed the situation here. A team of thousands of people is heading towards this area... Haha, I hope they won't fight because of the uneven spoils."

"I don't think that's the case."

"Whether it's serious or not, we should withdraw."

There was no point in staying any longer, so more than a dozen prospectors returned to the research ship one after another.

Light blue plasma plumes erupted from the engine nozzles, and the long shuttle-shaped scientific research ship blended into the night silently, just as it had arrived here silently.

At the same time that the academy's research ship was withdrawing from the battlefield, the battle that broke out in the abandoned city finally entered a fever pitch.

As if sensing the departure of the Holy Son, the Knights of Holy Light, who had been maintaining a steady and steady offensive, suddenly seemed to go crazy and launched an almost suicidal raid towards the battalion led by the murderer Yadori.

I saw a paladin wearing power armor, suddenly roaring and rushing out of the bunker.

That guy was like a crazed monster. He ignored the hail of bullets and bullets that hit his face, rushed into the faces of the players with long strides, and then used his solid and powerful shoulder armor to collapse an entire wall of concrete. The wall shocked the players who were leaning against it.

"Long live the Holy Son!!"

The paladin roared, and the rifle in his hand roared with bang bang bang, and the flying tracers rushed towards the surrounding players wearing exoskeletons like lightning.

However, the players are obviously not vegetarians, especially those standing here are all high-ranking members of the Burning Corps.

Being caught off guard, everyone quickly distanced themselves from the crazy elite monster.

A player who was half-crouching on the ground skillfully took out an RPG rocket launcher and fired one armor-piercing round after another, hitting the right shoulder of the powered armored machine hard!

The sparks and thick smoke from the explosion shook the powered armor backwards, but it did not kill it, just causing it to fall to the ground.

Seeing that the alliance's defense line was breached, soldiers wearing exoskeletons also rushed out of the bunker, shouting slogans "Jili Guala" and rushed towards the players' defense line.

Although it was difficult to see how many people there were in the dark, but just by hearing the gunfire, there was at least a platoon!

Another player squatting next to him pulled out the artillery beacon and threw it out without any hesitation.

"Hidden!!" He yelled and fell to the ground first.

Just as the paladin in power armor was about to struggle to stand up, a 155mm ground-penetrating round suddenly smashed through the dome and hit him hard at his feet.

"Boom!!!"

Not only the crumbling power armor, but also the thirty or forty light infantrymen wearing exoskeletons who rushed up from behind were all swallowed up by the explosion and fire!

The hot shock wave swept across the entire battlefield, and the hot dust was even blown hundreds of meters away.

A group of players who were lying down and hiding stood up from the ground one after another.

Looking at the battlefield with wisps of smoke rising, many people had expressions of shock on their faces.

"Fuck..."

"Are these dogs crazy?"

"You don't give away people's heads without giving them away like this..."

At first everyone thought it was just an accident, but soon everyone discovered that it was not an accident.

It's not just a certain apostle or a certain paladin who goes crazy, but everyone on the entire battlefield!

They seemed to have figured out that they would not be able to win the war anyway after being forced into a dead end, so they launched a desperate attack in desperation, trying to seek final relief from death.

The murderous dagger could feel that the guys standing in front of him at this moment were no longer fighting for distorted beliefs or ideals, but were just looking for relief.

Although most of his subordinates have suffered casualties, facing an opponent whose morale has collapsed, there is still no chance of a comeback!

After shooting a soldier of the Knights of Holy Light who came forward, the killer quickly changed the magazine of the rifle in his hand and shouted loudly in the communication channel.

"Hang on!"

"Our enemy is already at the end of his strength! They can't hold on for long!"

At the same time as he finished speaking, another roar came from the distance.

Hearing that voice, the murderer's heart sank slightly.

Mutants!

It's the roar of a mutant!

The previous opponents were suddenly replaced by these guys wearing power armor and exoskeletons, so much so that he almost forgot that this was actually the territory of mutants.

The angry roar seemed to be declaring the Yandong clan's sovereignty over the ruins.

As if they sensed that the reinforcements were about to be lost, a group of green-skinned guys carrying large-caliber rifles surrounded their position.

The situation of the battle has taken a turn for the worse!

The murderous dagger had even silently prepared for the official website OB for three days in his heart.

But at this moment, a voice like the sound of nature came from the communication channel.

"...This is Lao Yi, Shelter 20 is under control."

"I'm sorry, brothers of the First Battalion, I kept you waiting for so long!"

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(I feel like I’m coughing up endless phlegm, and I feel dizzy and uncomfortable. T.T)