This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 433 The Oasis under the Mountains and the Truth Behind the Legend

   "Ah--"

   General McClen, who was standing at the entrance of the tent, sneezed, and without clenching his teeth, he sprayed the cigarette **** in his mouth into the sand.

   rubbed his tanned nose, glanced at the cigarette on the ground, and cursed.

"……Oh shit."

  Although this is a perfect plan, but thinking that he is a dignified two-star captain and a noble "Sky Conqueror", he has been reduced to being a contractor in the desert, and McLen can't help but feel aggrieved.

   And somehow.

   From just now, he felt a chill down his spine.

  This feeling happened two or three months ago, and not long after that, the propeller of his precious Steel Heart was caught in a balloon of hydrogen floating from nowhere.

   Up to now, he is still not sure, which dog put the balloon...

   "Intensify patrols!" McClane looked at the newly promoted commander and gave an order with a dark face, "The search range has been expanded from 3 kilometers to 5 kilometers. Anyone who approaches will be arrested, and anyone who resists will be shot and killed!"

The officer on the side    stood up straight and saluted.

"Yes!"

   Watching the officer who was leading the trot away, General McClane stomped out the cigarette **** with one foot and ran over it with his boots before walking to the north of the camp with his hands behind his back.

  The runway of the airport is under construction.

   No forklifts, only shovels for digging, wheelbarrows and trucks to move earth.

  The land here is severely desertified. In order to prevent the ground from collapsing when the plane lands, the runway must be sturdy.

   More than 50 troops patrol the edge of the runway while overseeing the construction of the retinue.

   And more than a thousand retinues, bathed in the scorching hot sun, digging earth with their upper body naked.

   Looking at the bare arms and shoulders, McClane cleared his throat and shouted in a louder voice.

"The August sun is like a red-hot stove, I know you're dizzy from the sun, and your limbs are tired like lead... But it's better to be roasted by the sun here than to be charred by white phosphorus on the front line. , not even the **** left after being burned by gasoline."

"That's what happened to your allies, your enemies will torture you in the most brutal way, so you have to fight, you have to move forward, this is the only way for you to survive. Thank us for showing you a clear path, You don’t have to be the slaves of the kings, you don’t have to be the puppets of corporations, and the suffering you endure today will be repaid to our enemies tomorrow with a hundredfold.”

   "They will repent in the flames, will be reduced to ashes under the high temperature of tens of millions of degrees, and will be crushed into **** by our anger!"

   "Give me more effort!"

   "Move!"

   Watching those people dig harder, McLen nodded with satisfaction, turned and walked back to the barracks.

It would be perfect if I could have a bucket of ice cream at this time, it would be better for Princess Teresa to feed him... No, she was already dirty when she was caught by the barbarians, so after this battle is over, go to the old man Let's go around the king's harem.

   His interest in women's **** is actually average, after all, that kind of thing is too easy for him to get.

   On the contrary, those ice creams are a rarity from the alpine pastures on the banks of the Sorate River. Even if they are tens of thousands of kilometers away, they are a luxury especially for the nobles.

   With that unfortunate Phenod, those natives should know its value.

  Hope those **** didn't take them lightly...

  …

  The setting sun has fallen to the horizon.

In the shadow of the    wooden wine barrel, a black and white cat yawned lazily and licked its paws.

   At this moment, a small fish dangled dryly in front of him.

   Smelling the salty fragrance wafting, the cat narrowed its amber pupils and walked up on the elegant catwalk.

   Politely gave Xiao Yugan a snort, and when he saw that the "servant" had no objection, he moved his mouth rudely.

   Apparently, it has become accustomed to being fed...or worshipped.

   It seems that the old man named Bouma was right. People here like cats so much that the cats here live very leisurely and are not afraid of people at all.

   "squint~"

   Gently rua the back of the warm fluffy head, listening to the comfortable purr, the sesame paste eyes crouched on the ground narrowed into crescent smiles, the cat ears swayed leisurely one after the other, and his face was full of satisfaction.

   The burly big white bear squatted beside her, staring curiously at the little guy on the ground.

   "By the way, have all the cats in the wasteland come here?"

   "Well, it's really weird to say that, I haven't seen cats anywhere else... but dogs have seen them." Sesame paste recalled carefully.

   Seeing that the cat was eating, drinking and being served, there was an envious expression on the fleshy face.

   "Damn, I want rua too..."

   "Okay, but you have to be careful, your claws are too big, don't hurt it." Sesame paste moved to the side to make room for Rourou.

   "Hey, don't worry, I can be careful when I play cats!"

   rubbed his claws excitedly, and Rourou carefully stretched out the bear claws.

   However, before her paws were placed on the cat, the cat was so frightened that it froze and made a drinking sound.

  Rourou had a bewildered expression on his face, and quickly retracted his claws.

   Just as she was about to explain that she had no ill intentions, the cat had no intention of listening. She bit the small dried fish and hurriedly turned around and slipped into the shadow under the alley.

   Looking at the cat disappearing in the alley, Frustrated and Frustrated were written all over his fleshy face.

   "Um... am I too scary looking."

  Sesame Paste didn't know how to comfort her, but seeing the expression on the verge of crying, he couldn't leave her alone, so he could only clapp his hands and stand up. He touched his broad, furry shoulders.

   "How come, the meat is so cute... Maybe it has never seen a talking bear."

   The people here are very superstitious, but their tolerance for unknown things is surprisingly high.

   Even if they saw a talking bear, their reaction was just "Your bear can actually talk" instead of shouting "Youkai!"

   may be not only because there are a lot of strange things in the wasteland, but also because the local people often engage in trade activities, and some strange things are not surprising.

  For example, the cactus hotel next to them.

   The waiter at the front desk is an old-fashioned android, and his skin is faded.

  It is said that at the time of the prosperous era, it was in the front desk of a resort hotel 20 kilometers away, and then it was sent to a waste disposal center when it reached its end of life.

   Before it was scrapped, the Doomsday War broke out, and it stayed on the assembly line of the abandoned factory for nearly two centuries. It was not until it was picked up by the owner of the hotel decades ago that it returned to its old business.

   Its actual working time has far exceeded its design life, so that it will always say something strange, occasionally offend guests, and always stay in a daze from time to time, and stay there for a long time.

   Whenever this happens, the owner of the hotel will come out to register the guest's information instead.

   "...I remember when I first saw it I was 7 years old, and now I'm almost 47 years old, thinking about how fast time flies."

   "Yes." Sisi, who was waiting in front of the bar, nodded and answered casually.

  47 years old.

   This age is considered a long life in the wasteland.

   She vaguely remembered hearing from someone who said that according to the settings in the game, the average life expectancy of NPCs in this world is only 35 years old, and most people will encounter unexpected accidents when they are in their 20s.

   turned over the worn notepad, the boss rubbed his index finger on it, suddenly showed an embarrassed expression, raised his head and said apologetically.

   "Sorry, guest, there are a lot of people staying in the hotel recently, and there is only one double room left... How about changing one of them to a double room?"

   Before Sisi could answer, his tail moved excitedly and raised his right hand vigorously.

   "Oh! No problem! Tails and Sisi sleep together!"

  Siss coughed softly.

   "Then... a double room, a double room."

As she said that, she put a few gold camel coins with a face value of 10 on the table. She exchanged the loot from the looters in the market just now for some change. Now they have about six or seven hundred in their deposits. .

  Daily expenses are enough.

   It's still cheap in a hotel, 9 gold camel coins for a room, and even a large piece of rye bread for breakfast.

   I heard that if you are not picky about the accommodation environment, there are even rooms for 2 gold camel coins a day, and that kind of grocery room where servants sleep is also provided to guests.

   As for the car rental garage, it is a little more expensive, but it is only 15 gold camel coins a day, and it is only 300 for a monthly subscription.

   And this also made Si Si can't help but shouted.

   A volume of "Map of Scenic Spots" and a travel brochure about local customs and customs actually sold for the price of nine days' room rate!

   No wonder the boss didn't even count, so he took the money bag she left on the stall into his arms.

  80 Golden Camel Coins also earned him at least 40!

   is sloppy!

The key to the    double room was given to sesame paste and meat, and Sisi went upstairs with his tail.

   Passing through the corridor.

   She saw a man with a beard and a woman with a sad face standing by the window on the second floor.

  The man was wearing a gray linen shirt, and he looked like he had been a soldier, or at least a caravan guard, and he was a leader.

   The woman in front of him was wearing a beige dress, with slightly curly brown hair, a beautiful face, and a slightly bulging belly as if she was just pregnant.

   "...There will always be a way. I heard that there are sailors in Silvermoon City. It's a big deal. I'll try my luck there."

   "But... what should I do with the child." There was a trace of sadness in the woman's eyes.

  "..." The man was silent and did not speak, obviously he had no choice.

  The woman hesitated for a while, as if she made up her mind, and took off the ring on her ring finger.

   "How about you take it and see if you can change it..."

   The man hurriedly held her hand.

   "Don't do this... let me think of another way."

  Siss looked at the two of them and guessed that they should have escaped from Oasis No. 9 or Oasis No. 3, and they had spent all their savings after arriving here.

  While Sisi looked at the two of them, the man also noticed the two girls coming up the stairs, hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward.

   "Ma'am, I'm very sorry to disturb you, may I...can I exchange some money with you?"

  Siss glanced at the purse in his hand, which contained a lot of golden lion coins. It was estimated that there were three or four hundred coins. These two seemed to be from the Lion Kingdom.

  The man guessed that he felt this request was a bit abrupt, and his old face couldn't hold back his hands again.

   He knew very well that the currency of the defeated country was worthless.

   If it was a few months ago, at least this bag of money can be exchanged for 400 gold camel coins.

   And now, removing the two 0s is enough, even if there is no way out, he can't bear to let these two little girls take advantage of him.

   However, Sis still reached out and took the bag of money from his hand and stuffed it into him.

   "Deal, after this trip is over, we just plan to go to Oasis No. 9, and there is no need to exchange money there."

   Looking at the purse handed over by the girl in front of him, the man was stunned and said with a guilty conscience.

   "That's...too much."

   That heavy weight, there are at least 300 gold camel coins, saving enough to live for half a year.

   You can even do a little business.

  Ssi measured the purse in his hand and said casually.

   "Your country hasn't lost yet, those who are still resisting, their determination is worth the price, take it."

   The man's Adam's apple moved, and the expression on his face was both grateful and somewhat ashamed.

   After a short silence, he took the purse and bowed deeply.

   This is the only thing he can do at this moment.

"Thank you for your generosity, and may the spirit of the sea of ​​sand bless you on your journey. My name is Charlie... Although it's just a trivial name, it's not worth remembering, but if you have the chance to meet me again, I will repay you for your kindness to me. And my wife's kindness."

   Thinking this guy is very interesting, Si Si bent the corner of his mouth.

   "Don't take it too seriously, it's just a business, just be nice to your wife."

The tail beside    also said with a smile.

"Oh! By your auspicious words, I hope we can find a lot of treasures on the way back! By the way, we are members of the White Bear Knights, and the leader is a talking big white bear. Please pass on our legend. Even more outrageous!"

  The man glanced at the two little girls blankly, then bowed deeply again, and returned to his wife to tell her the good news.

   Under the eyes of two pairs of grateful eyes, Sisi and Tail walked to the room deep in the corridor.

   Looking at Si Si who took out the key to open the door, his tail touched his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered some great secret, and said with a serious voice.

   "Unbelievable, I didn't expect that when Si Si was soft-hearted, he didn't suspect that the couple might be liars."

  Siss replied casually, not quite frankly.

   "No, I just think that if I don't buy it, I may not be able to buy it. I'll buy it as a souvenir... Ah yes, this expenditure can be deducted from my share of income. After all, it's my personal interest."

  Although everyone doesn’t seem to care much, she thinks it would be better to figure it out.

   She has seen too many guilds that everyone had a good relationship with, and they fell out because of a piece of equipment that would suffer a knife after two versions.

  Tail looked at Sisi who opened the door in surprise.

   "Eh! Is Si going to swallow the out-of-print gold coins?"

  Siss was stunned, then smiled and put the purse into her hand.

   "...that's also a part of Ao's."

  The room environment of 9 gold camel coins is much more spacious than the small single room of 3 gold camel coins. It not only has bright windows, a big soft bed, and even a separate bathroom.

  Petra Fortress is not in the oasis, but it is the territory of the Hump Kingdom. Fresh water is only a little expensive, but it is not lacking.

   And Oasis 4 is different from other oases in that not all fresh water is supplied by "river banks", the Zobar River that flows from the mountains to Silvermoon Bay likewise irrigates large tracts of land.

   In the local slang of the Hump Kingdom, the pronunciation of Zobal means greatness and motherhood, which is also one of the cultures formed after the Wasteland Era.

   As soon as he dropped his luggage, his tail rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind, and there was a rush of water not long after.

   I haven't showered for a month.

   can suffocate her.

  Siss walked to the window and sat down, listening to the chanting outside the window, he put the "Oasis Under the Zobal Mountains" that he bought with cash on his lap, and read it carefully.

The author's name is Baige, which seems to be a pseudonym. He described his life story in a few strokes on the title page. The pearl under her feet, she gave up her job as an employer, stayed in the local area, married a fisherman's daughter, and taught and wrote at the same time.

   This book, written in the 150th year of the Wasteland Era, is as famous as its author himself, mainly recording the geographical features and customs of Oasis No. 4 and the Hump Kingdom.

   If you compare the Zobar Mountains horizontally with the "roof of the world" in the real world, then the location of the Hump Kingdom is a bit like a different world version of Bangladesh.

   It’s just that its area is smaller, with a total of only 80,000 square kilometers and a population of only about 1.5 million. It lives in a total of twelve city-states including the “Petra Fortress”.

  The kings here are Camel City, where one third of the entire population of the oasis lives, located in the southwest corner of the bay.

   If you pass through the Petra Fortress and go south along the Zobar River to the floodplain at the mouth of the sea, you can reach the most prosperous Silvermoon Bay in the entire oasis.

  Silvermoon City, located on the floodplain, is the most prosperous port city in the Hump Kingdom. The fragmented islands and the river passing through the buildings are its unique urban features.

  Although the population is only 300,000, more than 70% of the kingdom's fiscal revenue comes from there.

"...The locals trade with the archipelago to the south and the Borneo province to the southwest. The bighorn cattle in the desert were actually imported from the Borneo province by Silvermoon Bay, where it is said that there are murlocs with gills that spray acid. Liquid frogs... incredible."

   "Oh! Poro! Can you see Poro there?" Rubbing his wet hair with a towel, Tail, who had just come out of the bathroom, heard Si Si's muttering to himself, and suddenly came over curiously.

When   Siss looked at her, his face suddenly turned red, and he reached out to draw the curtains.

   "You... wear a dress anyway."

  tails proudly on his hips, and the corners of his mouth are raised fearlessly.

   "What's the matter! I heard that everyone lives in the dormitory without clothes!"

  Siss subtly looked away.

   "...I probably went to a fake college."

   After being naughty for a while, Tail finally found his integrity, put on a T-shirt and sat beside Si Si, wrapping his hair with a towel, as if he was planning to wait for it to dry naturally.

   There are even androids here, but there is no hair dryer. It can only be said that it is a wasteland.

   Tail next to the book stared at the illustration with sparkling eyes, trying to find some clues about the new map from above, and went to the forum later to brag with everyone.

  Siss coughed lightly and returned to the previous topic.

"It just happens to be pronounced very similar, the literal translation is the land south of the towering mountains, and I prefer to directly transliterate it as 'Bharat'. I feel that the location of the province is a bit like the widened Italian Peninsula. Our current place Fortress is like Innsbruck, Camel City is like Ravenna, Silvermoon City is like Venice...if only by location."

  The Zobal Mountains extending to the southwest cut off traffic on the road, so the only way to get to Borneo from Oasis 4 is water.

  According to the description in the book, there are also alien species in the ocean, and it is said that the combat power has reached the level of sea monsters.

   However, these alien species are usually only active in the deep sea and are very sensitive to smells.

  The locals found that these alien species hated the smell of black iron wood, so they would use black iron wood to make wooden steamboats for long-distance trade. And in relatively shallow coastal waters, they also made boats out of iron sheets.

   The author, whose pen name is Baige, has a very rigorous narrative style, and he might be a researcher in the academy.

  Sisi thought about it in his heart, and suddenly let out a sigh while staring at the illustration's tail with both hands on his cheeks.

   "I didn't expect this world to be so big!"

"Yes, it is……"

   "Across the sea..." Touching his chin, his tail suddenly became serious, "Is it the enemy?"

  Siss was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

   "...Come on stage, Awei."

"hey-hey……"

  Tail scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

   At this time, she suddenly saw the scroll on the bedside table, and then she remembered the treasure map, so she stood up with a roar and carried it over.

   Looking at the map unfolding on the ground, Sisi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

   "Oh, it's quite big."

   It’s not too bad to say that.

   "Wow! S! The map is marked with a red cross! It's really a treasure map!"

   "That kind of mark can be drawn just by holding a pen."

   Looking at A Wei who was startled, Sisi replied casually, his eyes stayed on the map for a moment, and suddenly frowned slightly.

   Her index finger subconsciously flipped the pages and found the description of the Lost Valley.

   This relic has far-reaching influence on the kingdom on this oasis, no matter in the sense of materialism or idealism.

  Therefore, the book also made a considerable length of description.

"...according to local lore, the **** of the sky fell there and the burning scepter turned the plain into a valley. That is undoubtedly Oasis 7, and based on the available literature, I suspect there are radioactive substances and variants there Slime mold...or rather the remnants of the curse."

"I should go there and see, but my body can't stand the toss, and I can only let go of the urge to take risks for the sake of my lovely son. Maybe one day in the future, when I'm free, I'll go there See, it would be perfect if it could be fixed there, although I don't hold any hope."

   "They were living gods a century and a half ago. If you want to solve the problems of the gods with a wrench and a screwdriver, it is better to light a candle and pray."

   After reading this, Szki can already be sure that the author whose pen name is White Dove is a researcher of the college - or a prospector.

  's pessimistic and self-deprecating tone was exactly the same as that of a researcher who was obsessed with coffee machines.

   "The more you know, the more pessimistic you will be. I'm glad you have an optimistic manager. If it were me, I would have given up treatment"... This is the line that the NPC often said.

   His eyes were fixed on a certain line in the book, and Sisi explained it with limited vocabulary based on the context.

   "...Titan."

  Tail raised his head excitedly, his eyes glowing with excitement.

   "Titan?"

   Really is a hidden mission!

  Siss nodded, his eyes moved on the page, and he said after thinking for a while.

"Well... I have collected rumors about the **** of the sky. Referring to the descriptions of the locals, he believes that it should be some kind of large-scale land combat equipment with frigate specifications, equipped with mobile reactors, heavy firepower and starship-level protection. shield."

  The machine wielding the sacred flame scuffled with the evil spirit wielding countless long whips, and finally burned down under the scepter that fell from the sky... It sounds like Transformers vs. Tentacles.

   If the tentacle monster is understood as the mother's nest, then the machine wielding the sacred flame can be easily explained.

   is probably similar to the doomsday mecha of "Civilization 6", or the iron bump of "Titanfall".

   It's not like a battle that took place during the Three Years' War, it's a bit more like a committee period.

   "Well, maybe there's something special there, but—"

   But it's best not to have extra branches at this time.

   After all, compared to the remains of unknown difficulty and income, of course, the goods worth millions are more important.

However--

   When he met those expectant eyes, there was still a wacky smile on his smart face.

   closed the book in his hand, Sisi put it aside, patted the ashes and stood up from the ground.

   "...It would be a pity not to go and see."

  Tail jumped up excitedly.

   "Oh! Go!"

  ——

   (Thanks to the leader of "xX with the big brother Xx" for the reward!!!)

   (end of this chapter)