This Game is Too Real

  Boulder City Industrial Zone, there is a notice at the entrance with the famous name and number written on it. A crowd of black people stood in front of the sign.

   There are excited cheers from time to time, and those who find their names are all excited, like winning the lottery. The people around him cast envious rays of light on that person. They only hated that the response and mobilization was too late, and they didn't work hard enough at that time.

   Not counting the scavengers outside the city, there is almost no primary industry in Jushicheng, only the secondary and tertiary industries. Even if labor laws are strictly enforced, and all child laborers under the age of 16 are sent to full-time schools with board and lodging, there are still hundreds of thousands of registered workers.

  1,800 free apartments are like a ring of water poured into dry land, but it still gives many people the hope of living a good life.

  Lovett said that when all the houses in the settlement are air-proof, and when the financial situation improves, they will consider building some housing with better living conditions and affordable for everyone.

  Although he didn't hold out much hope, Kent couldn't help but go to the side of the sign and dangled it around, but it turned out that it was just a hopeless glance, but he widened his eyes in surprise.

   "Have my name?"

   Thought he had read it wrong, Kent rubbed his face hard with his ashes.

   Once again, he confirmed that the names and numbers were correct. He didn't have time to be happy, for fear of being robbed, he immediately squeezed in front of the crowd and went through the relevant procedures at the registration office.

   Looking at the residence permit in his hand, Kent was very excited. He never thought that he would be able to live in the building one day.

   But he was still a little uneasy in his heart, so he couldn't help looking at the staff and asked a question.

   "How is this house divided?"

   This question is often asked, but the workers sitting behind the wooden table didn’t care, and proficiently talked about the four priorities.

   "Priority will be given to those that have been demolished, workers involved in construction will be given priority, families within the scope of demolition will be given priority, and families of five and above will be given priority."

  Kent silently summed up in his heart, he is a bachelor, and the last one is definitely not suitable.

   The first rule is also not true, but the second and third rule are all true. Not only did he actively participate in the construction, but he also exerted his strength and did not dare to be lazy at all. He was praised for his diligence.

   And his shack that leaked air was obviously also within the scope of rectification. The new authorities did not know what was wrong. It seemed that he could not see the air leaking house. He obviously covered the cracks in the walls with mud.

   At that time, he had been sulking about this matter for several days, duqing that at least the nobles would not rob him of his shack, but now he can't complain.

   It turns out that the new gentlemen don't just leave it alone.

   But he really couldn't believe that there would be a good thing falling from the sky. He always felt that someone would take it away, and finally he couldn't help but ask.

   "Is this house really free? No payment?" The staff member said with a smile.

"No money! As long as you don't have any other real estate in the alliance, you can live in it until it becomes a dilapidated house, and we will replace it with a new one for you. Oh, by the way, every household will have water and electricity in the future, but now there is a quota system and no charge The money is given on a monthly basis, and the unused quota can be accumulated. After the winter has passed, it will be returned to the municipal government and the quota will be used up, and the utility bill will still be charged a little.”

  What is water and electricity?

  Kent was at a loss for a moment, unable to figure out what the concept was, but he felt a little better when he heard that he would still be charged a little money after the winter passed.

   Sure enough, he is not wrong, the master is still there, but he is no longer called Mr. Fang Ming, and has become a man named Luo.

  Witter's carpentry.

  Lovett was appointed by the manager again, so the master of Boulder City should be the manager. It's not really bad though.

After    found that he was right, Kent was not angry, but rather happy. This really isn't a bad thing.

   Legally speaking, the people who were able to enter the sanctuary at the beginning were definitely nobles of the People's Union, so the orthodoxy of the People's Union was the sanctuary.

   Counting forward a little, the Stone City was once a settlement planned by the War Construction Committee, so the orthodoxy of the Stone City is also in the north.

   Northern suburbs and northern suburbs.

  Kent's eyes lit up, but he was a little embarrassed. Damn Haus, how dare you take everyone to a northern suburban country bumpkin and a blue gopher, almost ruining a major event!

   That great manager and the soldiers under his command are obviously the saviors of mankind!

  I am deceived!

   "Long live the managers!"

  Kent, who finally justified his own words, was so excited that he felt embarrassed. He shouted in the street but did not dare to speak loudly. He was drowned in the crowd and no one answered.

   He felt a little bit of a loss, blushing and shouting Long Live the Alliance to show his loyalty. This time people heard it and congratulated him on moving into a new house with a smile.

  Kent was so happy that he nodded his head to the people, clasped his hands together in congratulations, rejoiced that he was integrated into the new group, and hurried away.

   "Wasteland OL" official website.

  【Server Announcement:】

  【The 2nd New Year's Celebration of "Wasteland OL"! 】

  Introduction:

  The plump, juicy and easy-to-preserve cracked claw crab cakes accompanied us through the cold winter of Wasteland Age 212. Without those big cuties wielding pincers, there would be no prosperous alliance!

   In the past year, we ate the clawed crabs by the side of the wilted lake as a treasured animal. What magical alien species will we eat and become extinct next year?

  The answer will be revealed tonight!

  Like last year, the manager has prepared a mysterious gift for every participating resident. The winner will unlock the limited achievement of "Wasteland Foodie" and be permanently recorded in the official website Hall of Fame together with the recipe!

  The managers of the alliance once again solemnly remind everyone that although this year is a good harvest year, there are still many people who are hungry, so remember not to waste it!

   In addition, don't put anything in your mouth, be careful to eat it and break your stomach!

  Event time: From December 28, 212, Wasteland Age to January 1, 213, Wasteland Age

   [Location; all settlements within the Union (including Bicester)]

  【Requirement; use local materials, develop recipes, and make something that even ordinary people (physique: 5) can eat

food! ][Selection rules: Each settlement will select two awards, namely the food in the minds of players and the food in the minds of local wastelanders. As the fifth settlement of the Alliance, Boulder City will set up an additional special award, that is, the food that has been recognized by the administrator (the range of materials is not limited, and the awards focus on: large quantity, cheap, delicious, nutritious and healthy):]

  【Designated drug tester of Boulder City: Raven】

   New Year’s Eve events are almost the conventions of major MMORPG games, and “Wasteland OL” is no exception, but the dog’s plan to be lazy is a real hammer.

   This year's event is almost the same as last year, and it's still about food. It seems that a certain planner is determined to test the ecological balance of the server.

  Since the cracked claw crab cake was designated as a special delicacy of Dawn City by the administrator, the cracked claw crabs on the entire north bank of Linghu Lake have been eaten to extinction.

   If you want to hunt Claw Crabs again, you can only go to some collapsed water areas in the city, or go to the Xizhou Lake in the north to see a lot of them.

   Or you can only go south.

It is worth mentioning that in order to obtain a stable source of food, some wastelanders have also started farming, and they have studied how to cultivate edible cracked claws with lower aggression, more frequent spawning, and more delicious meat on the edge of Linghu Lake. crab.

   This was something Chu Guang never imagined.

   Back to the event itself.

  This year is different from last year. After opening the market in Luoxia Province, there is no longer a shortage of food. The purpose of this activity has also changed from solving the existential crisis to enriching the lives of the residents of the alliance.

  Boulder City is located on the edge of the Third Ring Road, surrounded by high-rise ruins one after another, and there are tunnels running through the underground. The xenogeneic species active in this area are not just the fruiting bodies of slime molds, but also a relatively rich variety. Finding hibernating prey isn't too difficult for seasoned hunters.

  Chuguang intends to continue this tradition and hold a similar server event at the end of each year to make "hunting aliens" part of the alliance culture.

  Compared to celebrating the big horned deer's birthday, the festivals created by people are obviously more meaningful.

After the    announcement, it immediately aroused heated discussions among players and cloud players, but what he didn't expect was that people's slot was not in the event itself, but in other places.

   Quit smoking: "Hahaha! Designated drug testers are fine!" Yaya: "I will die! QAQ"

  Macabazi; "Hahahaha! The fat crow is really hammered!"

  Crowd; "Go away! How fat am I! Go to hell!"

  Tengteng: "Damn, this indiscreet guy is planning to make a quick cut, it's too hateful!"

  Crowd: "???"

  Tail: "Woooooooooooooooo! I'm homesick! (;A;

  Siss: "Awei don't cry, I'll let Rou Rou help you grab a fish stew for a while."

  Roshan Big Momo: "This is the sea! Hey!"

  Tail: "Oh! Last time I caught a big tentacle monster! (wO

  Siss: "Uh, it's something I don't want to recall. (Holding forehead

  Oooo sesame paste: "Ahaha, touch your head."

  Debt and big eyes: "Tentacle monster?! Please elaborate. (funny

   Construction site boy and Brick: "What do you want to do? Are humans no longer able to satisfy you?"

   Debt and big eyes: "Fuck off! Am I that kind of person? (angry

  Drum Shampoo Machine: "Dude is playing very perverted. Weird. (Funny

   Elf King Fugui: "Lao Na calls out a good guy. (Funny

  Ina: "I'm just curious about the taste, why didn't Brother Luo Yu call him a good guy. (funny

  Luoyu: "???"

   Fang Chang: "This game is too real. (Funny

Immediately after the announcement of the event on the    official website, a large number of players poured into Boulder City from Dawn City, and the square in front of the gate was bustling for a while.

   It's almost like a festival.

   "Group a group to farm monsters! Interested in speed!"

   "The Nanjiao Sewage Treatment Plant found a nest of claw crabs! Are there any brothers who went to steal crab eggs together! There is still one missing nest."

   "Damn, does anyone know what kind of meat this is? Is there any brother who runs a business that I seized from the raider's lair and needs jerky?"

   "Hahaha! Throw it away bro, you won't want to know what that is."

   "Hey! The homeless little change I funded yesterday stole my wallet! I don't believe in love anymore." Calm down, at least the VM is kept for you. "

   "Wait, are you sure it was stolen?""

  “?”

  Although the New Year's Eve event can be participated in any settlement, the Boulder City, which has just been incorporated into the player's faction, has an additional award than other settlements.

   If it wasn’t for the work they couldn’t put down, most life professional players would prefer to go to Boulder City to join in the fun.

   Not to mention that the special award is selected by the manager himself, this is a great opportunity to boost the favorability of the faction BOSS!

   Players who are determined to win the title of "Wasteland Foodie" certainly don't want to miss it.

   "These cute newbies are really weak, you need to form a team to get a crack claw crab, it's too weak"

   Corner of the market.

   Looking at the chattering B-test rookies, Murderer put his hands on the ground and grinned like a baboon.

   The reason for this pose is not to pretend, but mainly to save physical strength.

   Just a few days ago, he underwent a prosthetic transformation from the giant stone military industry, and the entire body from the spine to the shoulders became a T-shaped alloy structure.

   What is even more exaggerated is that his two fists are a big iron lump, which can be used as a shovel for an excavator.

   Speaking of this fist, Murderer was puzzled.

   He remembered that what he wanted was a fist the size of a casserole, the kind of the Picheng magistrate, but that

  The NPC named Ebers didn't know what to think, so he directly got him a big iron pot.

   But it doesn't matter.

   has been installed. ~~

   Now he feels that his hands are full of endless power, a slap can kill a power system, and the wind can blow away the intelligence system!

   Of course, the premise is that the other party is standing still.

  The good name made the dog stare at him blankly, and after a while, he screamed in surprise. "What the hell?! Where did you get half a million silver coins?"

   If he remembered correctly, the quotation was half a million.

   At that time, he also laughed at this guy for putting an onion on his nose and pretending to be an elephant, but he didn't expect this to be actually pretended to be? !

   Looking at the stunned expression of the bad friend, Murderer Dagger smiled embarrassedly, telling the truth

  . "It's not that expensive. I discussed it with the NPC, and removed the pigeon missile launcher on my fist. The price was adjusted to 50,000 silver coins."

   In addition, in exchange, he needs to submit product usage data to Jushi Military Industry on a regular basis, so that it is convenient for Jushi Military Industry to improve its products.

   But that doesn't matter.

  Privacy is something, just take it and use it casually, anyway, he didn't expect to have X life in the game after changing it to this ghost image.

  The good dog looked at him blankly, not knowing how to complain for a while, and it took a long time to hold back the next sentence. "I remember you didn't choose the agility department to play stealth style?"

"You don't understand this," Murderer cocked the corners of his mouth proudly, originally wanted to pat Brother Dog on the shoulder, but gave up after thinking about it, "As long as you kill all the people, no one will know that I've been here, This is also a kind of stealth, and it's really stealth, isn't there one in our team? Well, he has also changed the old kidney."

   said he raised his chin, and the good dog looked at the direction his chin pointed with a confused expression,

  I saw the Kidney Fighter wearing an alloy breastplate walking towards him with a smile on his face.

   "Hahaha! Brother Gou, you are here too, tell you, the prosthetic transformation function of this giant stone military industry is so awesome!"

   "What have you changed?" Looking at the alloy breastplate on his body and the open jacket, the good dog always has an ominous foreboding.

   Kidney Fighter twitched the corners of his mouth.

   "Hey. Look."

   said, he grabbed his clothes and threw them into the sky like a pervert, exposing his entire breastplate and two bare arms.

  The good dog just found out that this guy's alloy breastplate was not put on, but was directly welded to his body.

   "Are you crazy?" The good dog looked at him blankly, "It's for hair."

   Before he finished speaking, the jet-black breastplate suddenly became transparent like ink diluted by water, and finally disappeared.

  Good dog's eyes were like light bulbs, and they almost didn't fall out of their sockets. "Fuck!? Optical camouflage?!"

"correct!"

   The Kidney Fighter, who only had his limbs and head left, smiled and touched his head floating in the air,

   continued. "It's a pity that I don't have enough money or I can get a full set, but it's okay to just hide my stomach, at least the goal is a lot smaller.

   The price of 50,000 silver coins is equivalent to the price of half a heavy cavalry exoskeleton.

   It stands to reason that optical camouflage will not be so cheap, but because it is a recycled waste product, it is discounted.

   If it wasn't for a rare opportunity, he wouldn't be a power player, and he wouldn't be greedy or greedy.

  The good dog couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

   "Your special mother is really talented!"

It is hard to say whether    can sneak.

   But it should be able to scare people to death at night.

   He took a closer look and found that this optical camouflage is not without weaknesses.

   A slightly larger vibration can make it give a distinct silhouette. Only when it is completely motionless can it be close to 100% invisibility.

  Laughing at Brother Gou, who was already unable to vomit, he encouraged him with a smile.

   "Brother, you can also go to the whole set, it's so easy."

  Good dog: "What a ghost!"

"ah-!"

   As the two were talking, a scream suddenly came from the side.

  I saw a little girl who had just come out of Jiao City with a basket and was so frightened that she sat slumped on the ground.

   With a pale face, she looked at the Jin Fighter who only had his head and limbs left, shrugging off the snow covered with pus on the ground, shaking his hands and feet backwards.

   "weird monster"

   Even if there are many strange things in the wasteland, there are not many solitary heads floating in the air, not to mention that this head is smiling at her.

   "Don't be afraid, lady, I'm just a special prosthesis.

   Kidney Fighter tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile from the fetus and was about to explain it to her in a couple of words, but he didn't expect to take a half step forward and the girl fainted from fright.

  Good Dog sighed and covered his forehead.

   "Wait for you to be tinned."

  The Murderer blew his whistle, put his hands on the ground, moved his body and turned his face to the other side, pretending not to know this guy. Looking at the two incomparably real good brothers, Kidney Fighter said dumbfoundedly.

   "Fuck! You—"

   Before he could finish his words, the guards of the alliance had already rushed towards this side in a hurry, and the player shouted cooingly.

   "Fuck you, bro, why did you lose your stomach?"

   "What new bug is this?!"

   "Call the Terrorist Team! There are cyber madmen here!"

   "Cyber ​​madman?! Where?"

   "Wait a minute! Don't close it yet! I'll take a picture!"

Above the    giant wall, the howling north wind blew fluffy snow.

   Looking at the market in front of the door and the heads of people moving before and after the market, as well as the customers who kept making noise, Ebers had a happy smile on his face.

   "Your residents are geniuses." Chu Guang, who was standing beside him, gave him a look. "Is it a positive or a negative."

   "Is genius still used in a derogatory sense?" Ebers touched the back of his head and said suddenly, "By the way, the x-17 project has been approved. When are you going to have your honeymoon with ×-16?"

"Not interested in."

   "Not interested? Could it be the little girl from the Malvern family? Tsk tsk tsk, you are probably insane, that organism will definitely break down, but..."

   Hearing this old man's mouth full of nonsense, Chu Guang couldn't help but kicked him on the buttocks, although it wasn't very good in terms of seniority.

  X-16, who was standing on the side, silently watched Ebers roll on the ground a few times and get up, and he had no intention of helping this guy at all.

   doesn't really help either.

   She has no doubt that she and Ebers together are no match for that human being, and he can lift her up and throw her out of the giant wall with one hand.

   Even if he didn't turn on the power armor.

   "Is this the way the blue jackets say hello?" Ebers, who got up from the ground, touched the back of his head and smiled, "I see that you are angry and I am very happy."

   "Are you M?"

"M? What is that? Forget it, it's a good thing to be angry, it's human beings to be angry, AI will not be really angry or happy." Ebers shook his head, "For example, my designer, respect Mr. Fang Ming, it didn't really understand what hatred was until the end."

  Chu Guang looked at him. @精_华_Book_Ge... Update the fastest...

   "So what do you want to say?"

   patted the snow on his body, Ebers nodded slightly, elegantly like a gentleman, this etiquette was obviously learned from his former clients.

  I am very happy to be able to serve a human being with flesh and blood. Although Mr. Fang Ming makes me respect from the bottom of my heart, it is too boring to be a servant of the program. "

  Chu Guang glanced at him unexpectedly.

   "I thought you were the type who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic."

"It's not contradictory, A should serve people, isn't it?" Ebers said with a smile, "Anyway, as long as you hand the slaughtering tools to you, you will soon have your intestines and brains everywhere, and finally Not a single one is left, sooner or later."

   "A year and a second are the same to me."

   Looking at Ebers, who was talking about dangerous things without changing his face, Chu Guang sighed softly. "For a second it felt like you might be a good guy and it was my fault."

   When Fang Ming was writing his soul, he probably unconsciously mapped all his malice to humans on this guy.

  Xiaoqi will hate people and things that he hates.

   This guy is the same.

  Fang Ming hated his mission as much as he hated organisms that offended their masters, even though he was procedurally loyal to his clients.

   This is undoubtedly a contradiction for humans. It is difficult for humans to be loyal to a hated thing from the heart, but it is another matter for AI.

   Ebers nodded slightly and said politely.

   "Correction, I'm not a human, I'm an AI."

   He can serve his customers with more efficient slaughter according to their opinions

tool.

   Rather, the presence of customers is a must for him. Chu Guang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. "Ask you something," said Ebers respectfully.

   "Please ask."

  Chu Guang went straight to the point and explained his purpose.

   "Are there any side effects of implanting prostheses?"

  Since Mosquito installed a prosthesis for himself and showed it off everywhere, most of the players on the server have become potential customers of Boulder Military Industry.

  There are those who want to make themselves more resistant, those who want to put a nitrogen gas booster on their backs, and those who want to be longer, and these are still relatively normal needs.

  The abnormal ones are like the ones in front of the market, some have changed their arms into excavators, and some are trying to save money and only hide half.

   Speaking of mosquitoes, that guy is ruthless.

   He had received a biological prosthesis from Xiaoyu before, and he hadn't figured out the symbiote, so he followed

   And he ordered eight manipulators for himself at the Boulder Military Industry.

   After all, his brain had to take care of twelve limbs, hundreds of joints, and to take care of another little life that lived in the body.

   Is this guy's head okay?

  Chu Guang remembered very clearly that he was an agile type.

   Of course there are side effects. Drinking too much water can kill you, not to mention replacing part of your body with a machine.

Seeing Chu Guang's eyes getting sharper and sharper, Ebers quickly added, "Of course, we will use both oral and written forms to inform customers of the possible risks of installing prosthetics that are beyond their own capacity! Every customer Absolutely know before the prosthesis is installed!"

  Chu Guang withdrew his gaze from him.

"From now on, non-refuge residents can only install prosthetics within their own safety limits, and prosthetics with functions such as neurofeedback and sensory simulation require the signature and authorization of a brain doctor with medical qualifications. Specific management It is stipulated that I will let my assistant transfer it to you later."

  General residents still have to control, even if they don't become "cyber madmen", potential medical problems are also the cost of the whole society.

   As for the players, just let them be.

   Anyway, there will be a clone in three days. They are seriously injured and don’t even like to go to the hospital. To save the trouble, I simply ask my teammates to help me make it up.

   Now the shelter is not very short of active substances, if you really regret it, just throw yourself in the reformer and refine it.

  Ebers was helpless, but he could only agree.

   "As ordered."

  Chu Guang nodded, turned around, and was about to take the elevator down this giant wall.

  The population of Boulder City far exceeds that of other settlements in the Alliance, and he has to cooperate with the City Hall for the New Year's Eve activities.

   Say it and prepare in advance.

   However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the bottom of the giant wall, which made Chu Guang involuntarily stop.

   "It appears to be outside."

   Ebers, who was standing on the edge of the giant wall, scratched his chin with his index finger.

   Leaning over and staring at the moss-like shack below, and the billowing smoke billowing from one of the areas, he continued with interest.

   "There is such a movement from time to time in the slums. It is strictly outside the Boulder City, and it is not under the control of the Boulder City. I remember correctly, it should be managed by a few gangs."

  In the past, the nobles in the inner city were eager for the death of those stinky beggars outside the giant wall. Only when the tide came, they would recruit some people from the inside and send their rifles to follow the mercenaries to fill the line.

   Hearing the word "gang", Chu Guang squinted his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile. "Almost forgot about these mice." He didn't really forget.

The first thing the refugee family did when they arrived at Boulder City was to stabilize the survivors in the slums in the outer city, organize them to set up tents, give them food, and register their names, height and weight, family, age and approximate living area. .

   This is both disaster relief and demographics.

  The gang members are not interested in the porridge and food for the relief victims, nor are they interested in signing up for the construction team.

The    Alliance has used a series of means to transfer and resettle some refugees in the slums to the east of Dawn City for unified management.

   A large amount of labor was transferred to the construction site in the tunnel outside the boulder city.

   In this way, there are still young adults in the slums, and the crowd portraits are very clear. One must have a living livelihood.

   Either do business, or be a mercenary, or do some inconvenient deeds.

The    Guards regiment has locked a part of the inner city nobles through interrogation and visits in the city

   The leader and high-ranking of gang members. Especially according to reliable clues, one of the three major gangs hiding in the slums, the Dagger Gang, and the North

  Buguera Free State has close business relations.

  Chu Guang originally planned to deal with those mice after the wave was over, but now it seems that they didn't realize that the weather in Qingquan City had changed.

  After the tumor in the Boulder City was removed, there would be no more soil for predators to survive in this area, and no evil forces would be allowed to exist on the alliance's territory.

   Since I can't wait

   Then wait for the wave to come, go and fill in the line.

   "Are you going to take care of that? Well, when I asked nonsense."

   Seeing Chu Guang's natural expression, Ebers' face showed a smile that was not too big of a problem, and then looked at ×16 who was standing beside him.

   "There are a few little mice firing under our noses, take your equipment and go there and see, don't let your master down."

   "As ordered."

   The jet-black mirror surface reflects the cold light, X-16 nodded slightly, without a word of unnecessary nonsense, turned around and walked towards the direction of the elevator.

   Chapter 550 The Rat in the Shadow of the Giant Wall