This Game is Too Real

   When the 'Viper' transport plane returned again, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

   Arriving with this flight, in addition to the 12 brothers Kuangfeng and Murderer Dagger, there is also Ms. Chen Yutong, an active researcher of the scientific expedition team.

  Looking at Chen Yutong who jumped out of the cabin, a hint of surprise appeared on Lao Bai's face, he walked up to look at her and asked.

"How did you come?"

   "Isn't there something wrong with the psychic interference device here? The manager entrusted me to come and restore it to normal..."

  Looking around at the **** mess around him, Chen Yutong felt his stomach churn, turned his eyes away from the sea of ​​corpses and looked at Lao Bai, looked up and down and said with concern.

   "Aren't you hurt?"

  Old Bai said dumbfoundedly.

   "What can I do, there are only about twenty people in total."

  The equipment of the Executioner Squad is indeed something, but to be honest, the combat effectiveness is not outstanding, and it relies too much on the power of the equipment, so it is only natural that the gold coins are exploded.

  What Lao Bai didn't know was that it wasn't that the Executioner Squad was not strong, but that their own combat effectiveness was a bit beyond the standard. To be recognized by the Willant people, strength alone cannot be achieved.

  With the strength of that team, it may not be able to defeat the youth army of the Legion on the frontal battlefield, but it is commonplace to infiltrate, sabotage, instigate rebellion and poison, and assassinate a high-level settlement.

  The Torch Church was able to build such a large territory and turn countless survivor settlements in the parish into puppets, at least half of the credit must be attributed to the Tribunal.

   But then again, the executioner team also didn't expect that the optical camouflage would fail, and that's why they didn't use it at all in subsequent battles.

   I'm afraid that in the end they will all suspect that the alliance has mastered some kind of technology that can see through optical camouflage, otherwise it is completely impossible to explain why their two consecutive sneak attacks ended in failure.

  Chen Yutong looked up and down at Lao Bai suspiciously, and confirmed that this guy was not trying to be brave, but that there was nothing wrong with him. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a curved mouth.

   "I don't worry if it's okay." Lao Bai said with a sigh.

   "I'm sure I'm fine, but you're not. This is a war zone, and it's not a joke."

  Chen Yutong blinked.

   "You will protect me, right?" Lao Bai froze for a moment, then nodded.

   "That's for sure, I'll do my best

   Seeing that Chen Yutong hadn't given up on staying here at all, he couldn't help asking, "By the way, isn't what you're studying Naguo? I remember that your field of expertise is biology."

  Chen Yutong said with a smile.

   "That's right, but I have also dabbled in the research of mind interference devices, have you forgotten? I asked you to accompany me to the eastern suburbs of Qingquan City for investigation."

   "I thought you were just curious to visit.

   "It was indeed just a visit at the time, but later I was personally interested, so I simply learned about it through the resources of the scientific expedition team."

   When she said this, she couldn't help but raise the corner of her lower lip proudly.

  That thing is really not difficult for her. Her learning ability is not weak, especially in the field she is good at, and her age is just in the golden age of scientific research. If the stage of the academy is not too crowded, she would not be just a small E-level. …

   It's okay after a brief understanding... Lao Bai couldn't help but feel ashamed.

   Poor study is a regret in his life, and he probably has no chance to make up for it in this life.

  Looking at Lao Bai who was still standing there, Chen Yutong urged.

   "Okay, don't waste time here, it's too late for another person to come over, hurry up and take me there

  Old Bai sighed, nodded and said.

"follow me."

   Passing through the stairwell, the two came to the basement of the annex.

  Passing by the collapsed door, Chen Yutong saw the little girl who was **** into rice dumplings, and the little girl who was guarding her.

   Another girl next to the girl.

  When she looked at the lamb, the lamb was also secretly looking at her.

  Chen Yutong stopped in front of her, bent down with his hands on his knees and asked.

   "Is this sister your friend?" Xiao Yang nodded and whispered.

  …..is sister Yinyin, she is two years older than me

   "Yinyin, that's a good name," Chen Yutong touched the lamb's head, bent his lips and said, "What about you?"

  The lamb said in a low voice shyly. "I... a lamb."

   Lamb.

  The most common names in the wasteland are mountains and rivers, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then vegetation, insects and birds, tables and chairs. Even in some farming-based settlements, cattle and horses are used as names, but sheep are not commonly used.

  Chen Yutong was silent for a while, then said softly. "Your friend will be fine."

  Hearing this sentence, the lamb's tense expression obviously relaxed a lot, and a joyful expression appeared on his face.

  She didn't know why she instinctively trusted the strange sister in front of her, but she always felt that this sister knew a lot of things, just like a doctor.

   "Then, what about the people outside..."

   "It will be fine too."

  However, it probably won't be able to return to the way it was before.

  The memory of being brainwashed will not disappear, and the dead will not be brought back to life. Even if it is only a short stay, those crazy thoughts will stay in the awake time.

  The survivors of this colony will probably spend a long time in fear and regret.

   After all, perhaps not even half of the people who actually died at the gunpoints of Union soldiers.

  Looking at the lamb with a happy expression on his face and Yin Yin twisting and struggling, Chen Yutong sighed softly in his heart, and followed Lao Bai to the laboratory behind the basement.

   When she saw the experimental equipment in the compartment on the side of the corridor, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

"…This is."

   Seeing the surprise on her face, Lao Bai stopped and asked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing…"

  As a biological laboratory, the equipment here can be said to be quite comprehensive.

  Constant temperature incubators, ultra-clean workbenches, biological safety cabinets and other basic equipment need not be mentioned, including more advanced protein detection devices, cell synthesis devices, DNA synthesis devices, brain wave detectors, etc. are also available.

  These basic experimental tools are not very cutting-edge technology in the era of prosperity, and can be found in some biological laboratories or pharmaceutical factories and other relics

   Confusingly, however, several pieces of equipment were apparently not salvaged from relics, but crafted after the Wasteland Era. …

   As for how she knew...

  Because the models of those devices are almost the standard equipment of the Institute of Biology.

   What she is familiar with is almost beyond familiar...

  He Anshui is the owner of the Green Pine Hotel.

  The hotel he runs is right next to the gate of the Pine Cone Farm. The location is easy to identify and easy to remember, because it is the only hotel within a radius of tens of miles.

  His daily work mainly receives some merchants and mercenaries who come and go, and by the way, he also helps his master, Mr. Zhao, to collect some information on the wasteland.

  It is impossible for any settlement to live a prosperous life only by farming. There are always things that cannot be produced by themselves and need to be exchanged with outsiders.

  This is especially true for plantations that focus on farming.

  Master Zhao knew very well that the Pine Cone Wood Farm needed those merchants, but he extremely distrusted those cunning guys, so even though there were many empty houses in the settlement, he would never let outsiders come in for the night.

   Unless the merchant is appointed by himself.

  Thanks to this, He Anshui, who runs the only hotel in Pine Fruit Farm, has made a small fortune by relying on the franchise right in his hand.

  Although most of the income needs to be handed over to the master, relying on this business, he

   Still able to save a sum of money.

   Moreover, he doesn't have to travel far away to work hard like Yang He, and he doesn't need to send his family to the manor's annex as hostages. The master was very relieved of him, because he was on the edge of the settlement.

  Whether it is a person or property.

  He Anshui is a person with no ambitions, let alone extravagant thoughts, he just wants to live his life in peace. After all, during the years of running the hotel, he had seen too many wastelanders with missing arms and legs.

  Those guys may not have an owner, but that’s all. There is nothing in their pockets, and no one will ask if they die. He still prefers the certainty of happiness to this kind of life with ups and downs.

  Perhaps, this is also the reason why his father named him "An Shui"—hoping that he would be as stable as the water in the well in the backyard.

  Speaking of which, Wu Wenzhou came back and brought news from the north, saying that the wastelanders there were unbearably harassed by the looters, and finally decided to unite.

  Looking at the way he beamed when he talked about the alliance, He Anshui knew that this guy probably had the idea of ​​leaving here, but he sneered and didn't take it to heart.

   It’s okay to listen to things outside as a joke, but God knows how dangerous it is to go there.

  And what about the 0.9 silver coins per kilogram of corn?

   No matter how cheap meat is, how can it be as cheap as here?

  Whether it is gold or silver money here, as long as one coin can be exchanged for a big basket, regardless of what other serfs are, at least he is quite comfortable.

   Eat meat and drink heavily, and gain weight if you don't pay attention.

  The most comfortable place in this wasteland is Pine Cone Farm...

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  The buzzing lingering in his ears finally disappeared, Mohu's vision gradually became clearer, He Anshui shook his head, and patted his old face with his right hand.

   Paji—

  The sticky touch made him feel a little uncomfortable.

  Even if he doesn't like to wash his face, he won't make it so greasy that it can be pulled. The same is true in the mouth, as if eating a mouthful of rust, the throat seems to be stuck. …

   "Am I falling asleep..."

   He murmured with the lake in his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, something fell out, and fell to the ground with a thud into a pool of thick scarlet.

ketchup?

Looking at the scarlet pool in front of his knees, he was stunned, his eyes slowly raised, and then he saw the ugly "thing" lying in the pool of blood, and one by one kneeling beside "that thing". next to a familiar face.

  Among them were hotel cooks, waiters, and nearby serfs who worked in the fields...there were twenty or thirty people in total, and the narrow guest room was packed to the brim.

  They, like themselves, all knelt on the ground, bewilderedly facing the inhuman "thing" in front of them.

  Mohu's memory began to wake up.

  He Anshui recognized this room, it was the guest room of his old friend Wu Wenzhou who often traveled far.

   At noon, he still wondered why the guy didn't go back when he got to the door, but came here to join in the fun with the mercenaries.

  He already guessed who the ugly guy in front of him was.

   In fact, there is no need to guess at all.

  He remembers it all.

  Old old Wu...

  He Anshui's lips began to tremble, his face lost all color, and he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted, slumped on the ground, kicked his legs and retreated to the wall.

  The soaked pants left a shocking bloodstain on the ground.

  What have I done?

Why?

  As if a pot of sulfuric acid had been poured into his stomach, He Anshui vomited out with a wow, curled up in the blood and vomit, trembling like a pain.

   "Ah... Kaka..."

   He couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.

  He wanted to ask why. Why did it become like this.

  It was fine just a second ago...why? He has a lot of questions to ask, but he doesn't know who to ask.

  The people kneeling next to Old Wu, like him, gradually became sober, then gradually panicked and desperate, and then vomited, tears and stomach acid squeezed out of their bodies...

  People knelt on the ground to repent, or howled like catharsis, or hit their heads against the wall, trying to end this tragic dream and paralyze their nerves with pain.

  Pinecone Farm was once again filled with crying and wailing one after another.

  And this time, the pure white room seemed even more miserable than the previous half night.

   Scenes of tragic scenes were collected on palm-sized screens, forming a semi-curved wall.

  Sitting in the center of the room, the old man quietly watched the ongoing purgatory on earth, and Gujing Wubo's face finally turned into a soft sigh.

   Even if it is clear that this is a necessary sacrifice on the road to utopia.

   Even if it is clear that those guys are just domesticated animals.

   But seeing this miserable appearance, he still felt a bit unbearable.

  Even if it is a psychic interference device, it is impossible to achieve 100% brainwashing. Even Nago has people who are immune, let alone a technology that is still in its infancy.

  Band 03 will allow 99% of the people to eat 1% of the people. If the 99% of the subjects are awakened, at least half of them will be crushed by their own memories.

   So he asked the mutants to come and clear the place.

  The purpose is to let those experimental subjects die without pain after the experiment is over. …

   This is his greatest mercy to those experimenters who gave their lives for the glorious evolution.

   However, I didn't expect that those guys who didn't have the slightest bit of compassion and did anything to achieve their goals actually adjusted the frequency of the mind interference device.

   This is an atrocity worse than killing them.

   "Sure enough, I still need to practice..."

   Aware of the flash of anger at that moment, Luo Gan lowered his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

   It was the same when Zhao Tianqian used his body to meet those children earlier. Seeing the stunned expressions on those guys' faces, he couldn't help teasing them, which was actually something he shouldn't have done.

  Among the many bishops of the Torch Church, he belongs to the older group. He entered the sanctuary more than ten years ago, but his cultivation level is the lowest.

  The so-called cultivation base here is not some practice method or memorized scriptures, but a kind of reconciliation or sublimation of one's own mind.

  Man cannot complete evolution by himself, just like stepping on the right foot with his left foot, he cannot go to the sky. It has nothing to do with what shoes a person wears.

  Even if technology can put wings on people, it cannot make people think like a bird born with wings.

  There is no doubt that humans at the top of the food chain are higher animals than birds, and there is no need for humans to become birds. But when the development of civilization hits a bottleneck and people's feet leave the soil on which they live, the inherent limitations of people will gradually be exposed.

   Maybe this kind of creature is only worthy of having a civilization within light years.

  It is closer to the underlying human nature than methods and systems, and builds the underlying logic of human civilization.

  It is not the pre-technology of the warp drive, nor can it solve any problems in the material world, but it will make people return everything they don’t deserve.

  Otherwise how to explain that after marching towards the starry sky, the People's Federation, which has obviously ended all conflicts and moved from division to unity, will lose everything in just three years after a long period of prosperity.

   "Project Torch" offers an explanation.

   The disintegration of the post-war reconstruction committee also offers an explanation.

  This kind of creature always lives in an unstable environment. Once they judge that they are threatened, they will definitely find a way to strike first.

  There is only a very small probability that they will be lucky to bet on a bright future...and this is usually called a great or a miracle in the history of the People's Federation.

  Because it's something that doesn't happen very often.

  Even if it did happen and had a major impact on the course of history.

  The church inspired by the torch gave a set of solutions.

  If you want to let the weak species of human beings soar to a new dimension, you must think at a height above human beings. Becoming a "gestalt life form" is just a superficial explanation, what they really want to do is to become gods.

   Man cannot adapt to life in heaven. But God can!

  For this reason, the bishop of the Church of the Torch must give up all the attributes of being a human being, and look down on human beings from a standpoint other than human beings, and this is the most fundamental reason why all bishops will enter the "sanctuary".

   Only by entering the "sanctuary" far away from the shackles of gravity, can one have true divinity! …

  If they don’t do this, sooner or later they will be like the first mutants, who have clearly become other species, but still stand on a human standpoint and think as a human.

  The final result is obvious.

  The mutant tribe born on this basis has no inheritance of human civilization at all, but more like walking the path of human beings from primitive society

   As for them themselves, they were either killed or went mad. Luo Gan often felt that although he had abandoned his physical body, it was still difficult to completely separate himself from humanity.

  Maybe it was because he was already too old when he entered the sanctuary, and the old concepts seemed to grow on his decayed flesh and blood, engraved into the circuit board along with the current.

  He often envies that child. The Son chosen by them.

  That guy is like a blank sheet of paper, the perfect Lord God.

   "Sorry, the Executioner Squad failed...Alliance forces occupied our research facility and fired band 05 through the psychic interference device."

   "The interference we imposed on the experimental subject... has been lifted."

  The voice floating in his ear interrupted Luo Gan's reverie.

   With a light wave of his index finger, a light blue floating window floated in front of him, and in the darkness, an apostle in a robe knelt on one knee and bowed his head to him.

  The background of the shot is the basement of the Pine Cone Farm Church.

  The shadow of the hood hides the man's face.

  Although he couldn't see the apostle's eyes, Luo Gan could feel the shame and remorse buried under the brim of his hat

   In fact, until the Executioner Squad intervened, their experiments went smoothly, but their opponents had a bit too much experience on the battlefield.

   But in general, the experiment is still very successful, but it is not perfect.

  Don't want to see these loyal children blame themselves, he said soothingly in a soft voice.

   "It's okay, my children, a small mistake is nothing to us, let alone we have the data we need."

   "The experiment at the Pine Cone Farm is over. Take the data and evacuate from the passage under your feet. Someone will meet you at the end of the passage."

   "As for the aftermath, the Qi tribe will deal with the apostle for us, bowing his head, and said respectfully.

   "Yes! Your Excellency Bishop."

  A smile of approval appeared on Luo Gan's face.

  However, at this moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he vaguely felt something strange.

  Bishop…

   That’s his title, that’s right, but it’s usually called that by secular people or peripheral apostles

  The more official honorific title should be the forerunner or pioneer.

  Even some apostles who are close to the core of the Torch Church will use the titles of "bishop" and "priest" in private, but it usually does not happen in the communication between superiors and subordinates.

  Of course, such a trivial matter would not displease him, he just felt a little confused.

  In order to answer the confusion in his heart, he looked down at the apostle and said.

   "My child, hold your head up." "Show me your eyes."

  The apostle was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously did not understand what he meant, but he still obeyed...

   did as he did, slowly raised his head, and met his gaze.

  There is nothing abnormal about those eyes.

   Writes the doubts and puzzles that normal people would have.

   To say the only flaw—

   I'm afraid it's just too contrived. That's not like a human eye.

  It looks like a "thing" in human skin...

  At this moment, Luo Gan finally realized where the sense of disobedience came from.

  While seeing through the poor acting skills, his muddy childlike eyes gradually took on a trace of killing intent, and he stretched out his withered fingers towards the screen in front of him.

  He's going to tear this guy apart!

   At the same time he stretched out his hand, the paper man hidden in the screen seemed to have sensed the crisis, and fled back suddenly, as if trying to distance himself from him.

  The picture on the screen shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred, the man desperately fled into the underground tunnel, but no matter how he escaped, he was always on the paper-thick screen.

  He didn't know how this guy got into his memory partition, but it would be naive if it thought it could get out of here alive.

  Looking at the poor guy who pretended to be clever and got into the cage, Luo Gan's mouth gradually turned into a cruel smile.

   "You can't escape."

   However, at this moment, an accident happened.

  As soon as his voice fell, the screen that was close to him disappeared with a "snap".

  Holding his right hand in the empty space, his expression froze for an instant, and then a hint of annoyance gushed out of his muddy childish hole.

   "Tsk..."

   was put together...

  That Zhao Tian died, so he didn't care about the useless corpse anymore, but he didn't expect that the discarded interface installed in that guy's head would be used by the other side.

   Under such circumstances, that person's body can still be recovered... I underestimated those bedbugs.

  The index finger opened the communication interface.

  Luo Gan was planning to inform the four apostles who stayed in the settlement about the news of the intelligence leak, but the communication interruption icon was impressively hung next to the four names.

  His expression gradually changed from astonishment to solemnity.

  After occupying the psychic interference device, the opponent did not turn it off, but further increased the output power, and the interference range also expanded beyond the manor

   No wonder they disarmed the survivors on Band 03 so quickly.

  Now no one can contact the four apostles in the settlement. We can only pray that they will be smart and withdraw from the settlement immediately if the situation is wrong.

  The only good thing is that I can't contact the four apostles, and the alliance people probably can't contact the soldiers in the settlement.

   At least for a while, those kids are safe.

   Even so, Luo Gan still couldn't be optimistic.

  Closing his cloudy eyes, he sighed lightly as he fell into deep thought, and said to himself.

   "It's difficult..." the bridge of the Iron Heart.

  Zhao Tianqian's body was lying on a stretcher, which had been cold for a while.

  When the previous "Viper" transport plane returned, it took it to the alliance's military base at the border of the provinces. Later, under the order of Chu Guang, it was moved here by another "Viper". …

  At this moment, an expressionless bionic man was kneeling beside him on one knee, with his index finger poked into his nostril, and a light blue stream of data flashed in his orifice.

  Suddenly, its body shook slightly, and its eyes closed. And at the same time, a thin trace of blue smoke shot out from the nostrils of the corpse.

   It was as if something had been burned.

  Eclipse's eyes opened again, the light blue stream of data had disappeared, and his index finger was pulled out from the nostril of the corpse.

  Having been waiting by the side for a long time, seeing the result finally, Hanshuang stepped forward to ask more anxiously than anyone else.

"How's it going?"

  solar eclipse

  Glanced at Hanshuang, then at Chu Guang who was standing aside, and said in a calm tone.

   "The basement of the church... there is a passage leading to the outside, and those apostles should be there." "Thank you, you have worked hard!"

  Chu Guang nodded his thanks, and then ordered Xiao Qi to update the players' terminals with new information and tasks.

  Although the signal in the area of ​​the manor was interfered by the psychic interference device, the official website forum of the other world was not affected in any way.

  His good brothers who are good at using game bugs specially arranged for a person to squat offline to guard, in order to receive first-hand information when the communication is interrupted.

  Playing games with smart people is a very pleasant thing.

   "You're welcome! It's our honor to serve you," Frost said with a bright and charming smile on her face before the eclipse, "If you need anything, please feel free to trouble us!"

  Eclipse didn't speak, but looked at his right hand silently, his eyes filled with puzzlement.

   "Strange..." it muttered to itself. How did the guy figure it out?