This Game Is Too Realistic

If it were Professor Yang's post, probably few people would believe it. But those at the top of the rankings are different.

Seeing that he had quit smoking and wandered upstairs, Ye Shi quickly clarified: "Ahem, it's not...even though we arrested a few E-level personnel, we didn't meet anyone who came to intercept us along the way.

Fang Chang: "It seems they don't want to make things worse."

Commander Quan Shui "After all, he shot down a corporate plane. Neither side probably wants to admit it." Quit smoking "Wait, here comes the question, where is that plane? Have you repaired it?"

Ye Shi: "I was just about to say this! The engine on one side of the plane was broken, but the other side was still good. I thought it would be too wasteful to throw it away, so I might as well pick it up.

Fang Chang: "It's okay to pick it back up. How are you going to pick it up with the size of the killer whale transport plane?" Ye Shi: "Isn't it expected of you to think of a way (funny)"

Murderous Dagger "We finally got the gold coins from the old guy, please" Kidney Fighter "Good guy, Daqing Enterprise is the old guy you said." Murderous Dagger* Hahaha, it's not important" "You think I am Tinker Bell?”

Looking at the posts on the computer screen, Fang Chang couldn't help crying or laughing for a moment. Ye Shi "Hurry up, anyway, you have no one to spare recently. (Funny) Fang Chang rolled his eyes, typed on the keyboard and replied, "Get out of here, I'm busy. "

During the time he went to Ideal City, he was not just wandering around. Instead, he enrolled in an adult class at Yunjian University. While learning about the situation in Ideal City, he was also perfecting the details of Changyue Company's business plan.

This is the first real private commercial cooperation between the alliance and an enterprise, and it is related to how far the two sides can develop their relations in the economic and trade field in the future.

To this end, he also deliberately studied the company's rules and regulations, business models, etc. in depth to avoid stepping on obvious pitfalls. Just like what Li Shuyue did when she went to the league.

To be honest, although he is a hardcore gamer, this is the first time he has invested so much emotion in a game. What surprised him even more was the production team of "Waste Soldier 0l".

There was so much content designed for a settlement of survivors that he spent a month feeling like he had only scratched the surface.

He had wondered a long time ago whether the development team of "Wasteland 0l" would be aliens. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the advanced AL, virtual reality technology and global delivery logistics capabilities. And A Guang, is he really the A Guang he knows?

"Forget it, now is not the time to think about this. We have to find a way to tow that plane back first."

Pressing the button between the eyebrows, holding the mouse again, clicked on the map in the official website data set, and dragged it to the approximate area where the crash point was located. Since there is no reference object, the Burning Corps cannot determine its specific coordinates and can only circle a general direction.

But don’t worry about finding that plane. Even if you don't use drones or telescopes to search for such a large target, you can still locate it through the v that Ye Shi threw there.

If you are in Yunjian Province, you can spend cr to entrust a private armed company or a salvage company to recover it. But in the wasteland thousands of kilometers away...wait, it's not exactly a wasteland.

Fang Chang's eyes suddenly fell on the Great Rift Valley, and his eyes suddenly became excited. He immediately typed, "Isn't there an Origin City and a Endpoint City in the Great Rift Valley? You should be able to find mercenaries there who collect money to do things, maybe. You can also help us transport it directly to the Xizhou Industrial Zone. Speaking of which, hasn’t Brother Bian been there? Why don’t you ask him?” Bian Piao said, “Uh, ask me something (awkward)” Good guy. It turned out that I was peeking at the screen.

However, seeing his reaction, Fang Chang always had an ominous premonition. He typed to confirm: "Did you just go on a mission?" He scratched the edge, "Uh... otherwise, I missed a branch line. ( Awkward)"

Even without the awkward expression, Fang Chang felt the embarrassment through the screen and couldn't help but lift his forehead. When you arrive at a new map, it’s not basic to walk around for a while before pushing the main story line. There’s no way you’d just hand in the mission and forget about it!

Just when he was having a headache, his eyes suddenly fell on the intersection of Luoxia Province and the west side of the Great Rift Valley on the map. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have seen it in a post by Debt Eye or someone else, saying There are nuclear craters and ancient battlefields stretching for hundreds of kilometers.

Many scavengers pick up garbage locally, and even form nomadic-like settlements, camping wherever they pick up. Many waste picker groups have used the money they earned from picking up garbage to upgrade their equipment. Not only do they have trucks, forklifts, forklifts, and even cranes, but they also have artificially built "power armor" and "exoskeletons." That's not even the most important thing. .

The most important thing is that those scavengers recognized the value of silver coins, and the Death Corps even purchased supplies there. Fang Chang suddenly had an idea in his mind and immediately wrote out the words in the post and replied, "You can divide a few people to search near the Great Rift Valley." , see if there is that kind of scavenger settlement, spend some silver coins to hire some scavengers, and let them dismantle the aircraft into parts and transport them back to the river valley province. If you pay more, they might be able to deliver the goods to your door." The edge was watered. “Holy shit, is this even possible?”

Fang Chang: "The money is in place, so what can't be done? Besides, the people who pick up garbage are professionals. Let professional people do the professional things. I think there is nothing wrong with it." Quit smoking "Awesome" Night Ten "666"

Debt-eyed, "Good guys, let's explore this map." The boy at the construction site and the brick " @Padding on the edge"

Drum Hair Washing Machine "Damn, the leader of my regiment was still standing just now." Mole on the run in the canyon "Hahaha"

While the players were discussing how to drag the big plane back, Chu Guang, who was peeking at the screen in the forum, looked completely stunned. Good guy.

This was the first time today that he was stunned.

After a long while, Chu Guang finally couldn't help but let out a sigh. These guys are really talented.

It is so unjust to speak out of conscience and worry about the gold coins in the pockets of old friends. Well, that's so unjust.

This is not in line with their own characters. Since the players have already made up their minds, let them play freely. Posting a special task is a bit redundant. "Master, your expression is so strange."

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the edge of the pen holder, put her chin in her hands and observed the expression on his face curiously. "You're wrong."

Chu Guang coughed slightly and immediately put on a serious face and continued: "Let the Lord of Dawn City Jiuli prepare it. After the parts pass through Tianshui, he will buy them from the players in surprise."

Xiao Qi nodded enthusiastically, "Okay, Master, but... why did you buy it as a surprise?"

Chu Guang patiently explained: “It’s just to be more surprised when paying, and refer to the NPCs of other Wangdaoxiang RPGs. In short, we have to let the players understand that they have done something great, and as long as they contribute to the alliance, , the Alliance will definitely not miss their rewards. In short, players are encouraged to discover the "Easter eggs" outside of the mission on their own.

After all, the number of people on the server has exceeded 10,000 after unlocking the b6 layer. It is already too much to rely solely on the mission system to push players forward. Smart little players must take the initiative appropriately and learn to manage themselves. Like now.

Chu Guang had always wanted to import large aircraft with long endurance from the company, but the company was very cautious about this and was not at all as generous as when it sold the "Seagull" drone and No. 60 electromagnetic gun. Chu Guang could understand their caution. After all, "projection ability" is a more sensitive matter to the major forces on the Waste Warriors than dangerous weapons.

Dangerous alien species can be dealt with with the sharp tools of civilization, but the only thing that can bring a sense of security to civilization is a far enough distance. The wasteland full of alien species and the low-Earth orbit blocked by debris have become a problem in this era. The most ideal moat.

Therefore, Chu Guang only asked Yi Chuan once if he could import a "Killer Whale" transport aircraft with a range of more than 3,000 kilometers. After getting a negative answer, he politely didn't mention it again.

Unexpectedly, what he wanted but couldn't get was actually obtained by his little players in such an unexpected way. This is really an unexpected surprise.

After the alliance's researchers digest the plasma propulsion technology, he will select some of the front-end technologies that are not too advanced for the real world and share them on the forum.

The main application scenario of plasma propulsion technology is aerospace. These technologies will certainly be of great benefit to the development of aerospace technology in the real world. Of course, the approach is still the same as before.

The chips on the table will not be monopolized by any party. This is a real win-win situation for people who directly or indirectly participate in the game. Smart people can naturally understand the tacit understanding between them. Chu Guang’s lips couldn’t help but curl up like an old father. Kindness. Yes, the uncle who designed this system is really awesome. At this time, a voice like wind chimes floated from the direction of the pen holder, "Master." Chu Guang, who was in a good mood, replied with some excitement, "What's wrong?" "It's nothing, I just feel You look so handsome when you smile.”

Ren Xiaogui Dadi touched his chin, and Xiao Qi gave a thumbs up with bright eyes. Chu Guang laughed and said, "That's necessary."

But having said that, has this guy been having more rainbow farts recently? When did it start? There are trivial flames rising above the bonfire. Lao Bai, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire, suddenly opened his eyes.

Guangfeng, who was sitting opposite him, was pulling branches on the fire. When he heard the sound of him waking up, he asked casually: "Are you awake?" "Yes."

That's just right, I'll go offline and have a meal. "

Throwing the branches into the fire, Guangfeng patted the ashes on his hands. Suddenly he remembered something and continued: "By the way, someone is following us, about five kilometers away." Lao Bai said seriously. "Can the quantity be determined?"

"A crawler truck, it's the same people, they haven't left yet," Guangfeng said casually.

"I understand, please log off and rest first." Lao Bai nodded and continued: "By the way, I've posted tomorrow's arrangements in the group, so you can take a look when you have time."

Guangfeng made a 0k sign, then clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against the stone behind him, closed his eyes and went offline.

Watching shifts is already a basic skill for the players of "Wasteland 0l", especially these veteran players who have already mastered the technology of getting online and offline on time. However, for the academy, this scene is really new.

In Zhao Xiao's eyes, he saw a group of soldiers on patrol walking towards the fire, their buttocks almost touching the ground. Another soldier sitting in front of the fire stood up at the same time, patted his trouser legs and headed in the direction where the man came from. I left, and the whole shift change process went smoothly.

Not to mention flaws, the time interval was even less than half a minute.

Looking at those well-trained soldiers, Zhao Xiao, who was leaning against the stone pillar, swallowed hard and whispered: "Are these guys all robots?"

Chen Yutong, who was sitting next to him, said nothing, but his eyes were also full of surprise. After observing them for so long, what impressed her most about these soldiers who claimed to be from the Alliance was their discipline.

But having said that, is this kind of tacit understanding of falling asleep almost instantly and waking up almost at the same time really something that can be achieved through training? She is quite envious of this ability.

At the same time, about five kilometers away from the Burning Corps camp, a tracked vehicle parked quietly on the reverse slope of the hill. Jiang Xuezhou, who was sitting in the back row of the carriage, closed his eyes slightly and frowned slightly.

Seeing the change in her expression, the team member sitting next to her immediately asked eagerly, "How come there is a chance?" "No."

Jiang Xuezhou shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "Their patrol route is very tricky...the field of view covers all areas within 800 meters, with almost no blind spots, and they also have drones."

Although those people thought they were well hidden, she saw them all in the sky. The four-rotor drones were lying on the surrounding rocks like fixed cameras.

Cooperating with the patrols outside, it was almost impossible for them to approach those people's camps without alerting those people. Lao Song, who was sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't help but said, "They must change shifts."

Jiang Xuezhou nodded: "Yes... they just rotated once, but the whole process took less than half a minute." Silence fell in the carriage.

Whether it was Song Changfeng or Zheng Hao, their expressions were not very good-looking.

Originally, they planned to find a chance to rescue their captured teammates, but now it seems that there is no chance. Jiang Xuezhou raised his head and looked at Zheng Hao, who was sitting in the passenger seat and smoking a cigarette. "Captain, what should I do?"

Zheng Hao was silent for a while and said, "Continue to follow." Everyone looked at each other and remained silent. Old Song nodded and said nothing in silence.

They really have no better way besides waiting for the opportunity. But-----can they really wait?

After handing over the night watch duties to Kuang Feng, Lao Bai then found a player who had also just come online and gave him instructions.

You take two brothers and set off first, go to the nuclear crater in the northwest of the valley province, find the scavenger camp there, and ask them if they are willing to take on a big deal.

Having read Ye Shi's post before going online, the player immediately understood what Lao Bai meant and nodded with a smile: "Understood." The three players temporarily left the team and headed towards the southeastern fork in the road.

Feeling a little hungry, Lao Bai went back to the fire and sat down, preparing for a midnight snack.

The transport plane brought a lot of supplies, and they took everything away without wasting any. There was no shortage of food and fresh water, so there was no need to save anything. An iron plate and brackets were set up on the fire. Lao Bai skillfully tore open the plastic packaging, poured the rice, mineral water and braised pork into the iron lunch box in order, closed the lid and threw it on the iron plate.

Before long, bubbles began to bubble on the edge of the lunch box.

Lao Bai reached out and took the lunch box off the iron plate. He opened the lid and took a look, then nodded with satisfaction. A simple braised pork rice bowl is completed.

The strong fragrance immediately spread out, and the two prisoners who were still awake not far away swallowed their saliva and looked here unconsciously. Seeing this, Lao Bai smiled knowingly. He cooked two more portions and threw them on the iron plate. When they were cooked, he walked over with the lunch box and asked the two of them, "Are you hungry?" Zhao Xiao looked at him nervously. No words were spoken.

Chen Yutong, who was sitting next to him, was equally nervous, but seeing that his expression was not ferocious, he still nodded disapprovingly.

Lao Bai smiled and gave each of the two prisoners a portion of the lunch box in his hand, including the stubborn young man. After taking the lunch box, Chen Yutong lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Thank you." "You're welcome, eat slowly and be careful when scalding it." Lao Bai replied casually and sat across from the two of them.

Unable to bear the hunger in his belly, Chen Yutong couldn't wait to open the lunch box.

Although the food in front of her made her feel indescribably strange, she still imitated Lao Bai's movements and stretched out her spoon to scoop out a spoonful of rice soaked in soup. The moment the spoon was put into her mouth, a strange color suddenly appeared in her pupils. It smells...a little weird. Taking a bite.

To figure out what was happening to her taste buds, she took another spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, and then another. The tense expression couldn't help but loosen a little as her upper and lower cheeks moved, and the surprise in her eyes became more intense. This... what kind of strange technology is this? Which ruins did you pick it up from?

Seeing that the young man was still sitting motionless, Lao Bai smiled and said jokingly, "Eat it, it's not poisonous, I won't use that thing against you." Zhao Xiao, who had been silent all the time, suddenly whispered while staring at the lunch box in his hand. "I killed your people, don't you hate me?"

Chen Yutong quickly looked at the idiot who was not opening the pot and picking up the pot. His face was full of surprise, and his expression seemed to say that you don't want to die anymore.

However, Lao Bai, who was sitting opposite them, didn't take it to heart. He just replied calmly while eating: "It's too late to talk about it." He was a soldier, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. If you can't kill him, he can beat you up with his bare hands till your nose is black and your face is swollen. It was the war that killed him, you just happened to hit him with that shot. "

Of course, having said so much, the main reason is that he can be resurrected. If it were in reality, he might have other feelings.

Thinking of this, Lao Bai couldn't help but joke: "Of course, I'm the only one who thinks like this. If you are caught by someone else next time, you won't be so lucky."

Zhao Xiao's expression was a little stiff, and his heart was full of complexity.

Chen Yutong quickly changed this heavy topic: "What kind of place is the Alliance?" Although it was a question that came to mind temporarily, she had been curious before.

"This question is very abstract. Lao Bai thought about it for a while and said: "For the useless people, it is probably a place where they can join a group to keep warm. "Zhao Xiao looked up at the man unexpectedly. "From your tone, you are not a loser." "Shelter resident. "

Seeing the surprised expressions on their faces, Lao Bai touched his beard and said with a smile, "It doesn't feel normal. The beard grows too fast. It still looks like it even if it is shaved off." Zhao Xiao's expression was a little subtle.

In his impression, the residents of the shelter were not like this. Even if he shaved his beard, he would not be able to imagine it.

"Then... what about you?" Chen Yutong continued to ask: "What kind of place is the Alliance to the residents of the shelter?" Us... Lao Bai thought seriously for a while and continued: "I don't know about others, But for me, it’s probably a place where I can regain my life.” Zhao Xiao: “Regain my life”

Lao Bai said in a casual tone: "Well, I have been away from the army for some time, and my life after I changed my job is pretty good, but the experience and knowledge I accumulated before are no longer used. I still feel pity when I think about it occasionally, but here, I rediscovered the meaning I subconsciously longed for." While "searching for meaning" in a virtual world may sound strange, craving combat in the real world is even stranger.

If a critical moment comes, he will, like other soldiers, return to his original team without hesitation and use his burning will to defend the non-negotiable bottom line.

But if possible, of course he still hopes to live in peace forever, and it is best not to use this skill in reality for the rest of his life. Neither of them could quite understand what he said, especially since this paragraph contained many words that they had never heard before. Chen Yutong frowned slightly, "meaning"

"That's right, the meaning of life." Lao Bai smiled and said in a casual tone: "In addition to eating and drinking, people have to pursue something. It just so happens that the alliance's style of doing things is quite to my liking, and other "wanjia", I mean, Vault Dwellers, it's been fun watching our alliance grow day by day.

Pursuits beyond eating and drinking. What a luxurious idea,

Staring at the clean lunch box with no soup left in his hand, Chen Yutong sighed inwardly and couldn't help but smile to himself. This is a wasteland. It’s already very difficult to survive.

Looking at the two people who were silent, Lao Bai continued in a joking tone: "Don't just ask me, who is the prisoner? What about you? Let's talk about it."

Zhao Xiao said alertly, "What are you talking about?"

Lao Bai said with a smile. "Just talk about anything, talk about life, talk about ideals, talk about the girl you like." The relationship is drawn in, and it is convenient to inquire about things. He is very familiar with this.

Generally speaking, when captured prisoners, they rarely come up and ask whether they have something or not. Instead, they chat with people about their hometown and chat about daily life, which reminds the prisoner that he is not only a soldier receiving a salary, but also someone's personal belongings. A friend, a husband, or a relative who happens to be one too. If it weren't for their respective positions, they might still be friends.

Acting with emotion is much more effective than torture. While chatting, the prisoner may talk about everything for a while, and he hasn't recovered yet. Of course, this only works for ordinary prisoners, especially those of lower castes. If they are spies who have received professional training, that is another matter. That's not their job either.