This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 438 That is the will of God

   "MMP... finally came out!"

   hum hum hum gasped, the construction site boy and Brick wiped the sand and sweat from their faces, looking at the mountains in front of them, their brows couldn't help being joyful.

   Not just him.

   The power-type players of the Death Corps couldn't help cheering when they saw the desert border.

   After three rounds of pedaling all the way, they almost upgraded their pedaling, and it can be regarded as seeing the mountains in the river valley province.

   If it wasn't for the little experience and hard-won equipment they had, they would have used the "Fixing TP" method to return to the city!

  Kakarot couldn't help complaining.

   "Damn it, the Mole is so comfortable, I just got back from the ideal city vacation and got a big job."

   The big-eyed debtor sitting on the three wheels nodded in agreement.

   "But that's 900 kilometers... How does he plan to get there?"

  The construction site boy and the brick interjected and complained.

   "Ghost knows, let's ride three wheels and worry about people driving?"

   Hearing the yin and yang of the teammates, he smiled embarrassedly at the edge, and patted his mount on the shoulder.

   "Hehe... I'm sorry brother, I made you feel wronged."

   The construction site boy and Brick rolled their eyes.

   "You know that I'm sorry I'm sorry!"

   To scold the head of the regiment for not being a human being is a basic exercise.

  Most people are actually not that careful. The conditions when the server was first started were much more powerful than those of the present.

   Now there is a tricycle anyway.

   At that time, even bicycles were precious like pandas. Even T0 and T1 players used to run on two legs most of the time.

  In any case, although there were many bumps along the way, they still broke through the encirclement of the Legion and completed the miracle of thousands of miles of attack and thousands of miles of transfer.

  Everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

   Even the captured Piman and Antonette.

  The two of them who were bundled into rice dumplings and thrown on a tricycle were almost roasted in the sun.

   No matter what these people plan to do with themselves, this windy torture is finally over.

   "The map of this game is Zhen Nima..." Li Dayan raised his telescope and glanced north, but he still couldn't see the edge of the map, as if there was no such setting in this game.

   This is probably the first time an Alliance player has set foot on the northern border of the River Valley Province.

   Although this is also a plain belt, the plain here is completely different from the southern side.

   The emerald green forests and grasslands that are all over the mountains and plains are not visible here, but the bare loess land and the sea buckthorn grass swaying on the edge of the Gobi Desert.

   There is a forest in the distance, but the straight pine trees are bare, not a single leaf can be seen on the branches, and the vegetation is completely withered.

   A Tianshui seems to divide the whole province into two distinct worlds.

   If the modeling in the Qingquan City area is based on a gray-green tone, then it is more like a basin of **** yellow paint has been poured.

not only that.

   The aliens wandering around were even more uglier. The thickly-haired mutant hounds in the south had only a few sparse hairs left on their foreheads.

   But on the other hand, the aliens here are obviously more robust, not only the bones are bigger, but the muscles of the knot are even squeezed to the face.

   But probably because of this, the twisted muscles compress their eyeballs, causing them to look bad and mess with the wrong people.

  More than 30 mutant hounds surrounded them, baring their teeth and letting out a vicious low growl.

   Sitting on the edge of the construction site guy’s back, he paddled without any hesitation. He swept the machine gun with a shuttle, and the mutant hound that rushed up was half dead in an instant.

   And the other half of the rest was easily solved by a few players who got off the bus with sappers and bayonets, without any hesitation.

   "The strength is slightly higher than that of the mutant hyena and the gnaw... There should be about five or six levels."

   swiped the edge of the water and flicked the blood on the shovel, and suddenly noticed movement in the distance, so he gave his teammates a look, put down the shovel and picked up the rifle hanging on his chest again.

   The four of them leaned over cautiously, but saw a humanoid monster squatting on the ground with its back to them, and its muddy hands were constantly digging on the ground.

  It was thin, with a sickly gray complexion, and its wrinkled skin was covered with pus and sores, like a corpse soaked in a lake, as if rummaging in the soil for something.

  Finally, it seemed to have found it, and excitedly dragged something out of the soil, then stuffed it into its mouth, and greedily devoured it, accompanied by a creaking sound.

  The edge of the water and the construction site boy exchanged glances with the brick, his face was a little confused, not sure what it was.

   seemed to notice the movement behind him, the monster stopped the movement of his hands, glanced at the four of them alertly, and began to back away, then ran into the nearby forest with both hands and feet.

  Little Eyes raised his rifle and aimed at its back, but in the end he didn't waste any bullets and pressed the muzzle down.

   "...what is that?"

   "I'm more curious what he's eating..."

   The construction site boy and Brick stepped forward curiously, but soon saw half of their brains buried in the soil.

   His face suddenly turned blue and then white, and he stopped with a retching sound.

   "Navy blue...it's a military uniform," he went to take a look at the edge of the water in the morning, grabbed the shovel on the ground twice, frowned slightly, "It's a member of the legion."

   And there is a high probability that he will be the ten commander!

   For a moment, the edge of the water suddenly seemed to understand something, and he glanced at the surrounding field that was full of potholes and mud.

   This should be a battlefield before!

It was here that the    Legion's expeditions fought against the armies of the Great Rift.

   And the endless ups and downs and deep pits and slopes on the plain were all ploughed out by artillery fire...

   Although he was curious about the alien species he had never seen before, no player chased after him.

   That leafless forest always makes people nervous, and they don't know what weird things are hidden in it.

   They still have tasks to do, so it’s best not to make extraneous issues.

   The group continued to move forward, and soon encountered a large-scale survivor settlement.

   When they saw a place where there were people, the faces of the players showed joy.

   Their supplies were almost exhausted along the way, so they were finally able to replenish.

   motioned for the large army to wait in the distance, and took a few familiar teammates to come forward by paddling on the edge, stopped a scavenger and asked.

"where is this place?"

  The scavenger glanced at the exoskeleton on his body, then at his rifle, and said alertly.

   "There is no name here, we all call this Recycle Bin."

   "Recycling Bin?" Debt Big Eyes interjected and asked curiously.

"Yes, do you see the plain in the distance?" The man pointed to the unseen muddy field in the distance, "There are trenches dug by the Legion Expeditionary Force, and then they were beaten and discarded their helmets. A, die to die, escape to escape... all the equipment is thrown there."

  The edge of the water looked in the direction he pointed, and vaguely saw two cratered trenches.

   "Are you here to pick up waste?"

"That's right," the man glanced at the camp behind him, and said in a vague voice, "Everyone is here to pick up trash, some pick up trash, some collect trash, and some sell shovels... Although the Legion didn't do anything good, But their bodies can feed a lot of people."

   nodded with a stroke of water on the edge.

   It seems that this is not a fixed camp, but a "nomadic herd" composed of scavengers.

   Maybe when the nearby garbage was dug up, the scavengers moved away one after another, and the camp moved to other places.

   As for who is collecting these garbage, don’t even think about it, there is no doubt that it is the people of the Bugra Free State.

   "Can we resupply here?"

   "Why not? Just go to the camp and find those traders. They'll sell anything, as long as you're willing to pay. But... it's best not to make trouble unless you're going to be the enemy of everyone here."

   The scavenger reminded faintly, he stopped wasting time, picked up the sack and walked towards the muddy field.

   Debt wide-eyed and paddled to the edge.

"How to say?"

   The edge of the water pondered for a moment, and quickly made a judgment.

   "Replenish supplies and continue on the road."

   "Why don't you just camp here?" The construction worker asked curiously.

   "The status of the prisoners is special, and here they are all people who do business with the Bugra Free State. It is impossible to guarantee that there is no eyeliner from them."

   glanced at the back of the scavenger and moved his chin.

   "Let's go."

   "After replenishing the supplies, we have to hit the road as soon as possible."

  …

   Replaced the exoskeleton.

  The edge paddled into the camp called the recycling station with Big Eyes and the construction worker.

  Although it looks dilapidated from the outside, the inside of the camp is not very lively.

  Traders with two-headed cows set up stalls on both sides of the road, selling not only junk like bottles and cans, but also some unusual high-tech occasionally.

   Includes security droids with welded iron-barreled rifles, including android coolies modified from scavenged garbage and smart cores.

   There are even people selling power armor.

   However, after paddling up the edge of the water and looking at it, I found that except for a fuel rod that was about to run out of electricity in the chest, there was no place on the body that could touch the power armor.

   The construction site boy and Brick curiously leaned over and glanced at the label, and when they saw that it was 600,000 Cr, they immediately widened their eyes.

   "Fuck! Grab money!"

  If I remember correctly, the current exchange rate between Cr and silver coins is 1:3, which is 1.8 million silver coins!

  The businessman who sold the stuff glanced at him, and seeing the poor and ignorant look, he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

   "We're not here to buy equipment." The edge paddled the construction worker on the shoulder and pulled him back.

   Most of the equipment here is DIY by scavengers, and the failure rate is probably quite touching.

   He is not even interested in bargaining.

   "By the way, how much was the power armor that Lao Bai bought?" Li Dayan suddenly asked.

  The edge paddled and thought about it.

   "I remember... 1 million silver coins?"

   As soon as they heard that it was only 1 million silver coins, all the players suddenly sighed.

   is still the conscience of the manager.

  These wastelanders are not ordinary cunning!

   After strolling around the market, they finally found a food vendor.

   The old man who sold the goods was not young, about forty years old. He looked like a person from Luoxia Province. No matter what color of skin, people there have deep eye sockets.

   To the surprise of all players, this merchant actually collects coins!

  According to the old man, he just planned to go to the south to have a look on his next trip, so whether it was dinars or silver coins.

   "4000 kilograms of dry bread, 300 kilograms of beef jerky... I calculate, um, I have to charge you 10,000 silver coins."

   Hearing the old man's offer, Big Eye couldn't help but complain.

   "Damn it! It's so expensive!"

   The construction worker also swallowed.

   "Ten thousand silver coins... enough to buy a set of light cavalry exoskeletons."

   The edge of the water was stroked, but he smiled indifferently.

   "Look at it from another angle. You can use the price of a light cavalry exoskeleton to solve the supply of five centenarians. Anyway, I think it's a good deal."

   How can you fight without spending money.

  Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem, not to mention that logistical expenses are reimbursed by managers.

   took out the banknotes from his pocket and counted 100, which he handed to the old man.

"make a deal."

  The old man took the money with a smile, greeted the young men beside him, helped to put the supplies over the scales, packed them for the guests and sent them outside the camp.

  The edge paddled and let the construction workers follow them, and he and Big Eye stayed in the camp.

   When the construction worker came back, the debtor suddenly thought of the corpse-like monster he saw on the journey, so he looked at the old man and asked.

   "Have you ever seen a kind of... monster whose skin is rotten by blisters, like a living corpse."

   "Blisters rotten? Living corpse?" The old man thought for a while, then a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face

   "You should have encountered a ghoul."

   Debt was stunned.

   "Ghouls?"

"Well, there is a nuclear bomb crater that stretches for hundreds of kilometers in the west of the Great Rift Valley. It is estimated that they crawled out of there. They generally don't eat live things, but they don't eat dead things, and regard plague and decay as delicacies. ."

   Dusted off the ashes in the pipe, the old man who sold the goods squinted at the scavengers in the distance, took a sip from the cigarette holder.

   "...don't worry about those guys, they're just a bunch of poor people."

  …

   On the other side, in the far south of the Luoxia province, under the twin-headed peaks of the Zobal Mountains.

   With the help of people with a heart, the news that the legionnaires were under the city quickly spread in the Petra fortress.

   However, what everyone did not expect was that the news went wrong, and it became more and more outrageous...

   It was another evening.

  Old Boomer handed the ledger to Si Si, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

   "Miss... the fortress of Petra can't stay any longer. You'd better go to the southern pier and buy a boat before it's too late."

   Looking at Bulma with a sad face, Sisi who took the account book was stunned for a while, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little weird.

   "Didn't you say... the fortress of Petra is impossible to fall?"

   If I remember correctly, she should have heard this sentence three days ago.

   "That's right, the fortress built by the gods cannot be captured by mortals. If the army comes, no matter how many people they come, the fortress of Petra will make them unable to eat and walk around..."

  Old Boomer still had a determined expression on his face, but as he spoke, his voice couldn't help but feel guilty.

   "...But if it's the Heretic God, everything will be hard to say."

   "Evil God?!" Tails widened his eyes in surprise, and came up to see the fun, and asked excitedly, "What does he look like?"

"A collection of thousands of ugliness, no one knows where he came from, it may be the sky or the deep sea. When he came, his body filled the entire river bank, and tens of thousands of tentacles were torn open. Even the **** of the sky is no match for him..."

  Tail's eyes glow.

   "Oh! Oversized tentacles!"

   Lao Buma's pupils were covered with a layer of turbidity, trying to use words to describe things he had never seen before.

   But at present, it seems that only the tail dares to believe it, and even the fleshy shakes his head when he hears it.

   "...Such a large desert, the legion chose there. There is no doubt that they knew that they could not defeat us with their own strength, so they planned to use evil sacrifices to awaken the demons suppressed by the sky scepter."

   "This desert is over... The twilight of the gods will come again, and this time, there are no gods who can stop him."

  The old man muttered in his mouth, his turbid pupils were filled with despair, and the low voice became smaller and smaller, until it was completely inaudible, blending into the distant dim yellow outside the window.

   Holding the purring cat in his arms, Sesame Paste quietly looked at Sisi beside him and asked in a low voice.

   "Is this part of the plan?"

   Sisi, who was lost in thought, shook his head.

   "I just asked that mercenary to spread the news of the Lost Valley where the Legion was stationed, but I didn't expect the people here... to have such a big brain."

  The legion stationed in the Lost Valley is holding an evil ceremony, trying to wake up the evil **** who has been sleeping for 200 years, and use the power of the devil to capture the insurmountable Petra...

The    plan exceeded expectations, and even a staunch believer like Old Boomer began to waver.

   Looking at the sad old face, Si Si couldn't help but worry.

   Will I be using too much force...

   And just when she was worried, there was a heavy knock at the door.

   Sesame paste standing by the door heard it and walked up to open the door.

   "Sorry, it's closed today—"

   Halfway through the sentence, she was stunned on the spot when she saw the person at the door.

  I saw a group of guards standing at the door with their guns and live ammunition, about thirty in total.

   They carried submachine guns on their waists, and they were already in their hands.

The man headed by    is the captain of the nearby patrol.

  Old Boomer recognized the face at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile.

   "Captain Ceandis? What are your orders?"

   Ignoring the old man, Ceandis glanced at everyone in the room with a blank expression, including the talking bear.

   "Who is the boss here?"

  Rourou hesitated to raise his hand, but the tail beside her was one step ahead of her——

   However, before the arm of the tail could be raised, Sisi, who was standing beside him, pressed him back.

'pass it to me'

   gave Tail a reassuring look, and Sisi walked to Sesame Paste.

   glanced at the mercenary who had been controlled, she looked at the captain of the patrol and said calmly.

"it's me."

   Seeing that she had no intention of violently resisting arrest, the patrol captain waved his hand without any nonsense.

   "Come with us."

  …

   Castle shrouded in twilight.

  The palace of the lord of Petra Fortress was crowded with anxious ministers.

  The man in luxurious clothes sat on the stone chair, looking down at the people under the steps expressionlessly,

   His right elbow rested on the cold armrest, and the index finger of his left hand tapped on the armrest, looking like he was lost in thought, but also like pure impatience.

   His name is Sain, and he is the lord of the Petra fortress here. His family is a famous family in the Hump Kingdom, and has guarded the northern border of the kingdom for generations.

  The Hump Kingdom declared war on the Falcon Kingdom a long time ago, but has not sent troops.

  While many people thought it was the weakness of the royal family, he knew that was not the case.

   There is no one in this kingdom more pious and brave than His Majesty.

   How could that esteemed lord not be clear, the consequences of appeasement can only be exchanged for an inch.

   In fact, the royal family has always been intent on rallying troops north to help, but the city lords, including City Lord Silvermoon, only want to pay money, not people.

   These mercenary businessmen are still expecting to kill the Legion with money bags.

   This is not a problem that money can solve at all.

  Sion was of course on the king's side.

  Petra Fortress and his family have survived to this day because of the grace of the royal family.

   They ate the food from the oasis and drank the water from the oasis. They were the most loyal garrison states, which were fundamentally different from those city-states where nobles and merchants relied on corruption to govern.

   But he alone is not enough.

  In this kingdom corrupted by money, cowards are everywhere, and brave people are rare.

   Whether it is His Majesty's court or his court...

   "...We should negotiate with the Legion, there's nothing to sit down and talk about that can't be resolved."

   "The lion royal family is too rude. If they hadn't taken in the heirs of the honey badger royal family, they wouldn't have been targeted by the Falcon Kingdom!"

   "Actually, I think... it's not bad like the Falcon Kingdom. The Legion has given them a lot of assistance. The reason why the oasis has not been abandoned is that the people of the Legion have to help them."

   "There's really nothing to say about this. Although the Willantes have a bad temper and a scary attitude towards slaves, they still have nothing to say about their vassals, and give what they want."

   "No matter what, don't go to war. The soil in the Petra fortress can't grow food, and if the war affects trade, those poor people will starve."

  The ministers in the palace were talking a lot.

   Including those nobles, wealthy merchants and guests who have no real power.

   Someone proposed to negotiate with the Legion.

   There are even more subtle hints that the Falcon Kingdom seems to be not bad. Not only is the Falcon royal family sitting on the throne, but its national strength has doubled compared to ten years ago.

  Sion was very annoyed when he heard it, but he couldn't get mad at these people, after all, Petra Fortress could not be separated from them.

   He was about to wave his hand to drive these people away, but at this moment, footsteps came from the door of the hall.

   The heavy wooden door opened.

   The captain of the guard stood in front of the door and gave a military salute.

   "Sir, I brought that person."

  The ministers and nobles in the hall stopped talking and looked at the door curiously.

  Sion waved his hand, motioning him to bring the man up.

  The captain of the guard bowed and walked out of the door neatly.

   After waiting for a while, he brought an alien woman.

   Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall whispered, wondering what the Lord of the City was planning to do.

   ignored the noisy voice.

  Sion, sitting on the stone chair, stared at the woman under the steps and looked at her.

   "Do you know why I called you here?"

   Knowing that it's useless to pretend to be crazy, Sisi simply nodded and admitted.

"Know."

   Seeing the unchanging expression on that face, there was a hint of admiration in Sai'an's eyes.

  Those cowards who want to kneel before the legion should really be ashamed of what they said, and not even a little girl has the courage.

but--

   Appreciation is appreciation.

  The law is the law.

   Looking down at the man under the steps, he said with a hint of coldness in his eyes, half a smile.

   "In the Kingdom of Hump, those who mislead people with rumors will have their tongues cut off."

   "Those who cheat in the name of gods will be punished by sand, buried in yellow sand and exposed to the sun for ten days, and they will not be given food and fresh water unless they are gods."

   "The almsgiving to the suffering person can be exempted from the three-day penalty, and you can choose the order of the penalty."

   "Do you plead guilty?"

   A solemn and cold voice echoed in the empty hall.

   Everyone's eyes were focused on her, some were written with surprise, some were really so, and some were expressionless.

  I didn't expect that the rumored incident in the city was actually made by a little girl... This sounds a bit bizarre.

   But looking at the face of the city owner, it doesn't seem like he's joking.

   A look of interest gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

  Whether she was pushed out to take the blame, they were very curious about how the alien girl planned to answer.

  Siss was silent and did not speak.

   She knew that whether she nodded or shook her head at this time, it would not end well.

  Speaking of which, does almsgiving refer to exchanging golden camel coins for those "waste products"?

   She doesn't think it's a charity, at most it's a mutually beneficial business.

   However, the city lord's understanding of what happened in the city was so well-informed that she was a little surprised.

   It seems that he still underestimates the intelligence of NPCs for granted.

   At that time, after finishing that thing, you should immediately give those mercenaries a sum of money to get them to leave here quickly.

   The only thing that is fortunate now is that he has not implicated other members of the Knights.

  The city lord seemed to despise their little property, and he might be disdainful of plundering them in this way.

   The thoughts in Si Si's mind, who had calmed down, were spinning fast, thinking about ways to break the game.

   deny that those rumors are made up by yourself?

This is a fact.

   She really did not make up the part about the gods, and those exaggerated rumors were born out of rumors.

   However, this kind of sophistry is obviously useless. The other party will not play word games with her at all. As long as the mercenary confesses his guilt, there is no point in denying it.

   As for moving out of the league, that's even less desirable.

   If the Hump Kingdom were to treat itself as a spy ordered by the Alliance, the result would be even worse.

Not to mention whether it will lose the manager's favorability, if you do such an operation, it will turn ordinary cases into diplomatic disputes. Maybe it will fall directly to the opposite side.

   Their beliefs were not so firm...

  Wait, Faith!

   seized the clue of breaking the game in an instant, Si Si's eyes lit up slightly, and the boiling brain quickly cooled down.

   Recalling what she had read in the two books, she sorted out her thoughts for a moment and looked up at the city lord sitting on the stone chair.

   "Dear Mr. City Master, those rumors in the city are indeed related to me, but I don't think I am guilty."

   murmurs spread in the hall.

  The city lord narrowed his eyes slightly, and switched to resting his chin on his left arm.

"Oh?"

  Although this pale sophistry can't change her fate, he still wants to hear what this person intends to say to exonerate himself.

   "Those rumors did start because of me, but they weren't rumors."

   She raised her head.

   She could feel the pair of eyes that fell on her body, most of them were malicious, and the other half were mostly in the mood to watch the fun.

   However, she did not have any timidity.

   She knew very well that once she showed her timidity at this time, even if she showed a slight hesitation, it would mean that all her previous efforts were lost.

  's calm expression didn't change in the slightest, she raised her volume, and her voice took on a touch of devotion—or rather, righteousness.

   That confidence is not only derived from the fact that what she said is true.

  More because——

   "That is the will of God."

   (end of this chapter)