This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 691 The Coming Storm

  The coast of Haiya Province.

  It is completely different from the pleasant and bustling Yinyue Bay.

  This blood-soaked beach will only emit a more pungent rancid smell than fishy smell in the sun. There is no fertile soil flowing with milk and honey, but only shocking fear and death.

   Near the Wailing Rock, which is next to the Death Coast, on the cold and damp leeward side, there is a lot of chirping noise at the moment.

  A group of blue-skinned humanoid creatures with scales and gills are reciting obscure eulogy, and under the leadership of the priest, they are praying for the hunt that is about to start today.

  Two strong monsters walked to the cage half submerged in seawater, skillfully opened the cage, and dragged the dying man out of it.

   Being soaked in sea water all day long, the skin on his neck was festered and sore, and the pulsating blood vessels seemed to jump out from under the chapped skin.

  Two monsters carried him to the beach, threw him among the group of praying monsters, and then stepped aside.

  Listening to the strange screams around him, the man tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't exert any strength at all, and the body parts seemed to be not his own.

  He hasn't eaten for three days, and he is severely dehydrated. His trance may drift to another world at any time, and he can't even make a sound of begging for mercy.

   Seeing the guy dying, the scaled monsters around him shouted excitedly and even danced.

   This shows that the ancestors who escaped into the tide accepted their tribute, and the surging waves swept away the essence of the prey, and the weakness of the sacrifice is the best proof!

   And now there is only one last step left—

   "...dirty blood shall be spilled on the sand to comfort the souls of our ancestors."

  Reciting the sacrificial incantation, the priest with mud smeared on his face walked up to him, stretched out his thin but powerful arms and grabbed him from the ground.

   Before he could react, it slit his throat and chest with a sharp piece of flint, sending the blood gushing out onto the black sand.

   Those distorted figures are like screaming little ghosts in hell.

  They pounced on the corpse, and smeared mud and sand mixed with blood on their foreheads and chests, taking it as a symbol of obtaining the blessings of their ancestors.

  If you are a survivor living in the province among the clouds, you will definitely be familiar with these blue-skinned guys who hold **** ceremonies.

  They are exactly the aquatic mutants that have turned the hearts of countless fishermen and sailors!

These guys who move along the coastline are even more difficult to deal with than their green-skinned compatriots. They are cruel, savage, and cunning. Say U-turn and run.

  Compared to terrestrial mutants, they have less human elements and more beast elements.

   It is precisely because of this that few aquatic mutants can form a large tribe with a scale of 10,000 people, and most of them live scattered in the form of villages.

  Due to a wider range of activities and a wider range of recipes, their thirst for mammalian flesh and blood is not as strong as their green-skinned compatriots. Attacks on humans are usually only out of the instinct of hatred and the needs of sacrifice and reproduction.

   But it would be a big mistake to think that they are more kind and docile than the green-skinned guys. It is precisely because they do not regard humans as the main source of food, and their talent in "wasting food", even the murderous green skins can't help frowning when they see it.

  In fact, before the Church of the Torch set foot on this land, there were no aquatic mutants here.

  The militia organized by the Iron Tower will patrol along the coastline, and if they find a lair, they will destroy one. They are even more active than those military contractors in the province of clouds who get paid to do things. Therefore, almost no aquatic mutants can gain a foothold in this area.

  However, since the Church of the Torch came here, everything has changed.

  Those magic sticks use the "Kingdom of Heaven" to manipulate ordinary humans who become Nago's captives, and for those mutants who are not controlled by Nago, they use what the latter desires as bait to sign a covenant with them.

  In just over ten years, the coastline of Haiya Province has been completely reduced to a breeding ground for aquatic mutants.

   Especially the Wailing Rock area has almost become the world of these monsters with fish scales. Even cargo ships from the east coast dare not approach this sea area easily.

  The priest who had completed the ceremony stood quietly on the shore, putting the blood-stained flint into a dirty cloth bag.

   At this moment, its pupils shrank suddenly, and it looked at the rocky beach.

  I saw a phantom bathed in golden light standing there, like a **** walking out of the surging waves.

  The mutants around turned a blind eye to the existence of the golden phantom, as if they couldn't see him.

   The same is true.

   Only the chosen ones implanted with chips can look at the indescribable existence.

  The aged priest lowered his body tremblingly and knelt on one knee.

   Staring at that ugly guy, Alzu spoke slowly.

   "Do something for me."

  The mutant priest said respectfully.

   "Please tell me."

   Arzu continued.

   "Go west along the coast, and then go south, you will see a strait, and there is a human village on the north shore there."

   "Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

  Human Village!

  Hearing these words, the priest's eyes flashed with excitement and bloodlust.

   It bent down respectfully, and stuck the forehead covered with wrinkled scales on the blood-stained sand.

"yes!"

  When it raised its head again, the pale golden light had disappeared, and only the sound of the surging tide and waves remained on the rocky beach.

  It stood up from the ground, looked at the clansmen who were lying on the beach and scrambling for the favor of their ancestors, and let out a shrill and sharp howl.

  The sound was like the sound of a war drum. Not only did the clansmen who were lying on the beach straighten up, but also scaled faces protruded from the back of the Wailing Rock.

  Blue fish scales gathered towards the edge of the beach, and there were thousands of them in a short time.

  The weapons in their hands are various, including harpoons, fishing nets, wooden sticks with hooks and shields made of turtle shells. In addition to these simple weapons, there are also some elites of the clan who carry harpoon guns, short iron cannons, tubular mine launchers and even assault rifles.

  Most of these weapons were seized from human hands, and some were DIYed by themselves using parts from shipwrecks.

  Looking at the gathering of more and more clansmen, the priest let out a mournful roar again.

   "Enemy! To the South!"

   "Along the coastline! Find their village!"

   "Let's go!"

   Pairs of muddy pupils were lit up by the desire for blood, and what responded to the roar was a more fanatical and bloodthirsty howl.

   "Aww!"

  Looking at the excited boys, the priest had a fanatical and sickly smile on his face, and his dry hands were trembling with excitement.

finally-

  The real sacrifice is about to begin!

  …

   Port of Chips.

  The edge of the golden beach, the emerald green palm leaves swaying gently with the sea breeze, a peaceful and peaceful scene.

  In the shade of the mottled trees, in a simple shed made of hay and coconut shells, there are several jet-black chassis that are incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

  The fan of the chassis is humming, and the light blue holographic light and shadow are interwoven on the disc-shaped imaging device to form a continuously flashing three-dimensional image.

  What is displayed on the holographic screen at this moment is the holographic structure diagram of the "Wicket" type engineering armor designed by No. 100 shelter.

   This thing is currently the most advanced land-based multi-functional construction equipment in the alliance. Even the companies that have completed the magnificent project of Ideal City are amazed at its exquisite design, and praise it as "a miracle born in the sewer".

  Although there is an indescribable sense of superiority in this title, there is no doubt that even the engineers of Ideal City were shocked by this thing for "Xiao Xiaodi".

  Obviously, the shock was the same for the engineers in Coral City.

  Looking at the holographic image unfolded in front of him, the middle-aged man wearing plain glasses showed a surprised expression on his face, and then asked Fang Chang who was standing aside.

   "Incredible design...Is this made by your shelter?"

  His name is Zhou Zhehui, a survivor of Coral City, and one of the designers of the "Electric Ray" underwater automatic welding unmanned boat.

Since joining the alliance some time ago, he used the professional equipment and editing software provided by the scientific expedition team to copy a copy of the blueprint of the "Electric Ray" unmanned boat to Meng Liang and the others, and then joined the alliance under the recommendation of the latter. Scientific expedition team.

  The shape of that thing is similar to that of a real electric ray, like a flat fan, which can crawl forward on the seabed hundreds of meters deep, grab building materials with the suction cup on its lower abdomen, and perform dangerous underwater welding operations instead of divers.

According to the drawings he provided, the automated production workshop on the B7 floor of Shelter 404 made ten samples, which have been sent to the Chip Harbor by the Cow Horse airship, and put into the submarine freshwater pipeline from the Chip Harbor to the circular island. construction.

   Judging from the feedback from the construction staff, this unmanned boat called Electric Ray is really easy to use, and its construction speed is more than three times faster than that of the strength-type oxen and horses.

The manager quickly approved the production plan of 100 Stingray unmanned boats again, and made an exception to arrange them to jump in the front of the production queue. Soon more Stingray unmanned boats will be airlifted to Potato Fries. Participate in the construction of ports and submarine pipelines.

  Currently, the job of Zhou Gong every day is to guide the technicians sent by the alliance to master the skills of using the "Electric Ray" unmanned boat, including setting work goals and paths through the automated program installed on the terminal, etc.

  Because this job doesn't take much time, most of the time he is free and has nothing to do but wander around the settlement.

   It was also when he was strolling around that he happened to see the beetle-style engineering armor installed by the construction queue on the shore of the French Fry Harbor, and he couldn't help being curious about the uniquely shaped big man.

  After learning of his interest, the alliance's scientific research team was not stingy, and directly copied a copy of the drawings and tutorials for him to use to ponder.

After learning about this matter from the scientific expedition team, Fang Chang quickly thought of his design experience in underwater engineering equipment, so he immediately approached him and asked him if he could use the "Wild" type engineering armor. Based on some improvements, it is designed to install an amphibious engineering armor with similar operation and which can be used underwater.

  So, Zhou Zhehui turned over the drawings that had been turned over many times, and re-studied them with a professional attitude.

  However, no matter how many times he watched it, he couldn't help the admiration and surprise in his heart.

  What is the harsh and harsh living environment that produces such simple, efficient, bulky and flexible engineering armor.

  After hearing his question, Fang Chang coughed lightly.

   "No, it was designed by the residents of Vault 100."

  The creativity of the residents of Vault 404 is mainly concentrated in the field of brain holes.

  This kind of engineering equipment that has risen to the realm of science fiction is still a bit too advanced for players whose knowledge level is still in the realm of reality.

  After listening to Fang Chang's explanation, the expression on Zhou Gong's face was even more surprised.

   "They joined you too? Vault 100?"

   "I guess...you know them?"

  Zhou Gong shook his head and said embarrassedly.

"That's not true. The only refuge that we have intersected with is No. 117, and it is mainly the blue coat from No. 70 who is in contact with them. As for us, we have only heard of their existence, and we understand it. not much."

   Paused, he continued to ask curiously.

   "What kind of people are they? Like the residents of Vault 70?"

  Fang Chang said with a delicate expression.

   "The difference is still quite big... A lot of things happened to them, and the last survivors made themselves bionics."

   Zhou Zhehui was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to give an ambiguous evaluation.

   "That... what a pity."

  Fang Chang shrugged.

   "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

  Although most NPCs in "Wasteland OL" have reservations about whether AI can be equal to humans, most players hold an open view on this.

  He is no exception, even more open-minded than the average person.

   After all, games.

  NPCs that are set to be AI and NPCs that are set to be real people, aren’t they all AI for people in the real world?

  Besides, the AI ​​technology of this game has advanced to the point where the real ones can be confused with the real ones.

  If he doesn't deliberately think about those profound philosophical issues, he is used to treating those NPCs with only one life as real people.

   Zhou Zhehui said with a soft sigh.

  “I really want to communicate with them when I have the opportunity, whether it’s academics or things about us... I just don’t know how many human traits they have inherited after they have become bionics. It always feels strange to discuss the future of human beings with AI.”

   "I feel that the difference between them and humans is actually not very big, you may be able to chat," Fang Chang paused, and reminded with a light cough, "Then... the modification."

  After hearing this reminder, Zhou Zhehui came back to his senses. Zhou Zhehui smiled embarrassedly, and quickly returned the topic to technology.

"I took a look, and the basic problem is not big. Their sealing design is already very good. They just need to redesign the gas exchange system...Give me a week, or maybe three days. Get an improvement plan for you as soon as possible."

  Hearing that it was so fast, Fang Chang suddenly had a surprised expression on his face, and said with a smile.

   "Then please! By the way, what do you think is a better name for this improved model? I will use it when I make a budget sheet."

   Obviously, this NPC is not very good at naming, so he scratched the back of his head and thought for a while.

   But at this moment, his gaze fell on the beach not far away, and he saw several players struggling to drag a mutated sea crab as tall as two people onto the shore.

  Inspiration burst out of his mind instantly, not only about the name of this set of equipment, but also more design details.

  He looked at Fang Chang with piercing eyes.

   "Since it is amphibious engineering equipment."

   "Just call it 'Crab Style'!"

  …

  Since the players at Chipport reached an agreement with the Federal Patrol, the two sides have spent several days in peace.

   Although there were no major events worthy of special mention during this period, the changes in Chip Harbor were not small at all.

  With the addition of Coral City engineers, this settlement is changing at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

  Led by the engineer named Li Shihao, the construction team in charge of the port construction quickly put into the port construction work.

   At the same time, with the assistance of the electric ray unmanned boat, the submarine freshwater pipeline from Chip Harbor to the circular island has advanced ten nautical miles.

  During this period, the airship Niu Ma made another trip to Dawn City.

   Not only did they bring fifty "Electric Ray" unmanned boats that had just completed production, but they also brought a batch of special port equipment manufactured by the Boulder City factory.

Even if he is not optimistic about this "small fishing village" located on the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, Channing, the governor of the circular island, has to admit that this water pipeline may indeed be used as an alternative to desalination equipment to solve the problems of life, The urgent need for industrial water.

   What he couldn't refuse was the price offered by Baiyue Provincial Development Co., Ltd.

  It only costs 0.8 silver coins per cubic meter of tap water, and 800 silver coins for 1000 cubic meters. The construction and maintenance of the pipelines are entirely undertaken by Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd.

Eight hundred silver coins is only the price of four LD-47 rifles. Residents on the ring island only use about four hundred cubic meters of water a year, which is less than two assault rifles. Lower than before!

Once the price of fresh water is lowered, it will not only mean that the residents on the circular island will no longer have to endure the poverty of taking a bath once a week, but it will also mean that a series of industries that have been shut down due to the rising cost of fresh water will also resume, and originally need subsidies Food production, which can only be run, will also turn a profit.

   The account was easily calculated, and Channing signed the contract with Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd. almost without hesitation, and signed for ten years at a time.

  As for Baiyue Company, although the profit of this transaction seems to be a little thin, it is definitely a good deal in the long run.

  After all, the fresh water resources in Baiyue Province are almost unlimited, and it doesn't take any dark technology to send this fresh water to the island, and the maintenance cost of the pipeline is negligible.

   In other words, as long as they repair this pipeline, they can almost make money lying down in the future.

  More than that, with this faucet in your hand, Chip Harbor will be firmly tied to the islands in the southern waters!

  They will convince local survivors that they are here to solve problems, not to bring destruction and disaster to the land.

  In addition to the projects centered on economic work, the alliance's military base and logistics warehouse on the highlands northwest of Chip Harbor have also been completed one after another.

  Currently, this is where the Burning Corps and the Jungle Corps are stationed, and other regiments dispatched to this place may also be stationed in the future.

In addition, the players also deployed simple sentry towers and beachheads with machine guns and grenade launchers on the higher ground on both sides of the coast just south of Chip Harbor to guard against possible threats on the coastline .

   The investigation of the ruins of the ocean current power station has reminded players here.

  The Church of the Torch may have cultivated some aquatic alien species that are controlled by psychic interference devices and can move under the sea.

  The danger they face is not only from the rainforest in front of them, but also from the beach behind.

   Today's Chip Harbor is like a busy construction site.

  From under the surface of the sea to the edge of the beach, and then to the rainforest that is close at hand, there are almost non-stop ringing sounds from morning to night.

  As for the Dolphin ship parked near the port and the residents of Coral City on the shore, the sailors of the Federal Patrol also kept their eyes closed as agreed, deliberately not seeing them.

  As a reward for turning a blind eye, Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd. will give them an extra "bonus" every month.

   Regarding the suspected bribe money, Mu Da refused at first, and the rejection was justified.

  He promised to help the crew members of the Dolphin escape from pursuit not for money, but only for conscience and justice in his heart.

  However, Fang Chang finally persuaded him, and handed over the money, which reassured both parties, to the honest patrol captain.

"...You can just treat it as a reward for helping us patrol. We are busy with construction and don't have time to look around. If it's not troublesome, you can expand the patrol range to the west by another 100 nautical miles. If there are pirates or The looters are approaching, remember to remind us."

   After a pause, Fang Chang continued.

   "Also, even if you don't want the money, you have to think about it for your brothers. It's risky for them to follow you to do this."

  Looking at the stack of banknotes in his hand, Mu Da was silent for a long time, and said with a wry smile.

   "Does this count as receiving two wages?"

  Fang Chang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

   "How about taking it as a part-time job? Would it make you feel better if you think about it that way?"

  Mu Da took a deep look at the guy who made him sink deeper and deeper, and without saying anything, he stuffed the stack of banknotes into his arms.

   Just as he was about to go back to the speedboat, he suddenly thought of something and said.

   "By the way, there is something I have to tell you."

  Fang Chang: "What's the matter?"

   Seems to be hesitating whether to talk about it, Mu Da paused for a moment, and finally spoke.

   "There will be a maritime patrol exercise the day after tomorrow. In the waters near the North Island, patrols from all islands will participate."

  Fang Chang raised his eyebrows with interest.

"Then what?"

   Mu Da said with a complicated expression.

   "There is a very abnormal place. The Federal Ministry of Finance has not made any arrangements for the duty tasks of each patrol area that day, nor has it mentioned whether the federal navy will take over the patrol team's temporary duty for a day..."

   Fang Chang said with a smile.

   "That is to say, even if it is smuggling that day, you won't be caught?"

   Mu Da glanced at him.

"do not do that."

   "Just kidding, we are all good people who abide by the law and only do legal business," Fang Chang put away the smile on his face, looked at him solemnly and said, "Thank you, this information is very important to us."

  Someone is planning to divert federal patrols from these waters!

  It seems that something will happen that day that is not convenient for others to see.

   It is especially inconvenient for the people of the Federation of Southern Islands to see it.

   Looking away from Fang Chang's face, Mu Da looked at the rough sea in the distance, and said with a rather complicated expression.

"I'm just wondering if the federal navy is going to conduct a surprise inspection of a certain patrol area, but it seems too deliberate to do so. Whether we are suspected or not, you'd better take that submarine away these two days Drive away."

  Fang Chang nodded seriously.

   "Well, I'll arrange it now."

   (Recommend a seedling "Variant King". Introduction: From the day he stopped the psychiatric drugs, Lei Yue found that the whole world has become different.)

  (end of this chapter)