This Game Is Too Realistic

Alliance Building, the office area of ​​the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, is very busy at the moment.

This has been the case recently.

As representatives from enterprises, colleges, and legions gathered in Dawn City, more and more small and medium-sized settlements that sensed opportunities to harvest wool sent envoys to the alliance.

Of course there are people who come here with sincerity, but there are also a lot of fake ones, and there are even some hard-headed predators who come to collect wool disguised as normal settlements.

There was a case not long ago.

The survivor colony registered in an abandoned city two hundred kilometers away is actually a predator farm that sells people and kidneys.

The merchants of the Free State took advantage of the numerous business opportunities of the Dawn City messengers, bribed the supervisor of the predator farm, set up a disguised radio station for sending and receiving signals, and packaged the settlement into a kind-hearted little White Rabbit, and used this to deceive the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' signal positioning detection and callback verification procedures, and obtain the agency authorization of the base there.

The merchant was betting that the alliance would not be able to spare so much energy and go to the scene to confirm the survivors' settlement applications one by one.

In this way, he can obtain "diplomatic immunity" in the alliance as a diplomat, and represent a survivor community of a thousand people to seize benefits from all parties.

It must be said that he accurately judged the working ability of the alliance's foreign affairs department.

Xi Lan pondered for a moment and then spoke.

Players who attacked the raider camp discovered this cable radio station in the stronghold that interacted with the alliance's regression verification, and brought it back to Dawn City along with the prisoners captured in the battle.

Do you deserve to sit at the same table with me?

Looking at the rickety, half-open door, Galawa retracted his trembling fists and roared angrily in the face of the empty conference room.

Galawa frowned slightly, wondering what those people who had made up their minds meant, but felt that the situation was not quite what he had imagined.

"Protest from the Chu Guang Empire."

Cheng Yan said patiently.

The Chu Guang Empire could not be regarded as a medium-to-large survivor force, and the bad guys also occupied an entire administrative division in the post-war era.

"What's...what's important?"

"That way communication will be less smooth. You should have been like that from the beginning."

For example, I myself, during the symposium on the agenda of the Adhesion Community, was wondering how to deal with this garbage that had no nutritional value.

After leaving that sentence, Xi Lan immediately turned to page seven.

With a long face, Duke Jarava walked out of the conference hall.

Looking at Xi Lan with a surprised expression, the deputy chief made a helpless expression, took out a crumpled newspaper from the document bag and placed it next to the letter.

As usual, Xi Lan, the Alliance's Minister of Internal Affairs and Communications, was sitting outside the office reviewing documents.

"There is nothing that requires you to make a decision. The Camelback Kingdom hopes that you can set up a small embassy in Dong Qigang."

"You also think so. You should communicate in an easy-to-understand way from the beginning," Xilan said expressively as he looked at the proud Duke of Galawa, "So... What does that have to do with you?"

"You can say that, Borneo is also part of that land, and any voice of retreat is worthy of encouragement...even if some survivors have retreated so obviously."

Therefore, no matter whether the Alliance offends us or not, we will stand with the Legion.

"That...has nothing to do with slime mold?"

"That is?"

Seeing that all the directors were gone, everyone sitting behind the conference table also stood up and left the conference room.

Rather, these are evil-minded guys who shamelessly fled from Borneo and eloquently excused their dirty bloodline, pretending to be pitiful innocents.

There were both witnesses and physical evidence, and in the end this businessman from the Free State was arrested on charges of fraud, and became the seventh Free State businessman to be arrested by the Alliance after Hindison.

I saw a railway line along the edge of the Dzobar Mountains, passing through the battlefield where the Skeleton Corps once fought, and reaching the Petra Fortress, the throat of the mountains.

Just when Xilan thought I was finally going to break the communication, I put my left leg under the knee of my right leg and said a word warmly.

The Empire was not kind enough to imprison us in shacks instead of beheading us.

This roar echoed in the conference room, but I was ignored and even heard.

Dong Qi, who couldn't bear it, finally couldn't bear it and interrupted the guy's nonsense.

The deputy chief gave me a helpless look.

As for our so-called threat, Cheng Yan took it more seriously.

"Yes... it has something to do with the headlines, but has nothing to do with the news on page 2. You can tell at a glance."

"We are sinners!"

It is said that it was the Silver Corps that took over the previous mission, and the whole battle only lasted half an hour before it started.

In my opinion, I haven't given enough steps.

Seeing how I seemed to really understand, Cheng Yan nodded in opposition.

After reading the meeting minutes in his hand, Cheng Yan didn't say anything but made a complicated comment before listening to my statement.

Is it important?

Even the Legion dares to mention military threats, let alone those followers. I don't think those guys really have the courage to take revenge.

"Wait, wait a minute-"

Xi Lan: "About what he wants you to do."

Especially for forces that have not set up military bases, the embassy is almost the only official save point besides the player-operated save points.

No matter what form of revenge it is.

Like the "Daily Survivor", the "Goblin Observer" is an unofficial, private "entertainment newspaper" and is run by residents of the shelter.

In order to prevent some people who are open-minded from making big moves, I still make some appropriate gestures that are worse.

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Xilan decided to take issue with my rudeness for the time being and continued patiently.

Seeing my guy nodding, Galawa's face showed a pleasant smile, and he leaned forward under the chair leisurely.

"Look."

Deputy Chief: "You are sure that the person who delivered the written appeal to you was my attendant, a guy named Niyang."

In the alliance realm, the embassy is not only a dialogue channel for the alliance and our forces to communicate, but also a save point for players.

After watching the chief leave, Cheng Yan looked at the map hanging on the wall again.

"Bad, another little horned deer god."

At that point, my deputy came back with a letter and placed it under my desk.

Why should I, who has noble blood coursing through my veins, settle with these lowly fellows, who are worthy only of kissing my toes?

"what did he say?"

"The sacred cow that carries the sun——"

"Expell these criminals immediately! And apologize to the Chu Guang Empire in the newspaper!"

Maybe there's some misunderstanding there.

Xi Lan calmed down, glanced at the secretary who was taking the meeting minutes, put down the pen in his hand, and closed the notebook smoothly.

The bad guy I met with at the meeting was also the manager of the alliance.

However, as soon as I finished speaking, Duke Galava's angry protest sounded in the conference room.

"Who knows... Damn it, you feel like the Weiland people are behind it, you know these little noses have bad intentions in pulling those cerebral palsy people away from their cohesive bodies!"

After hearing this, Xi Lan thought for a long time and said respectfully.

I had never heard of the situation in the Chu Guang Empire, so I didn’t take it too seriously.

Dong Qi looked at me in astonishment and was stunned for a while.

It seems that I still looked down on those people. Maybe they were a bit more weak and tough last time.

Before the meeting started, Dong Qi, who was calm and calm, went to the manager's office, found Dong Qi and took the initiative to report the situation during the meeting between me and Dong Qi's imperial envoy, and reviewed his mistakes in his work.

Did those guys wake up?

That humiliation——

Xilan coughed, looked at the deputy and continued to ask.

Since this incident, the Alliance Ministry of Foreign Affairs has strengthened its review procedures for settlements of survivors from the River Valley Province, and the workload of each department has doubled.

"That cannot be arranged."

Xi Lan couldn't help but move the corner of his mouth.

Hearing those words, Cheng Yan frowned and turned his attention to the map hanging under the office wall.

What's that word?

"So...Duke Galawa, you want to hear his appeal again."

"That's true, but the envoy from the Camelback Kingdom said... there are fewer of you active in Silver Moon Bay than in Camel City. I hope you will at least set up a dispute resolution center for these people for the sake of these alliance citizens. Office. You feel that...the reason that really prompted us to make that request may have nothing to do with the recent military activities of the Chu Guang Empire in the Silver Moon Bay area."

"The important thing now is to solve the problem... Are those our demands?"

Galawa frowned.

"Did you set up an embassy here very early on?"

Xi Lan was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly, so he asked again with certainty.

Before the Hindison case, the Alliance Representative Conference voted to pass the Media Qualification Review Act, and the industry committee formulated detailed regulatory rules. However, it only required that current affairs news must be fabricated and free of subjective tendencies, and news comments must be quoted. Just news from reliable sources.

"You tell this guy that you have our beliefs, but you also ask us to insult you for being theists...But this person's attitude is very weak, and he even threatened you to go against you at the slime mold research community meeting. in the end."

Besides, those guys sent some gifts to the alliance.

Cheng Yan asked doubtfully.

However, the military pressure from the southwest forced the nobles and merchants of the Camelback Kingdom to move closer to the alliance and seek closer cooperation in exchange for protection in danger.

"He has already said that it is their own business, so you can mind your own business."

Enduring the pain in my toes, I chewed up my anger and swallowed it out of my stomach.

"Did this Duke of Galawa propose it?"

The deputy chief nodded.

The deputy chief said with a happy expression.

…

……reconciliation?

For the sake of the future of human civilization, I don’t think I need to talk face-to-face with the little envoy who came from afar...

"Your Majesty said that we are sinners, and we are. This is not only your Majesty's will, but also the will of the sacred cow that carries the sun. What do you need to explain to them?"

Dong Qi looked at me in astonishment.

The Alliance's Ministry of Foreign Affairs does not have the ability to conduct offline inspections of the settlements, but there is still a special group of "players" in the Alliance.

Looking at the astonished Duke of Galawa, Xilan hesitated no longer, stood up from the conference table, and put the untouched notebook on his elbow.

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Manager, you messed up that thing."

At this point, the work of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has begun, and then the work of the alliance's corps has begun.

"My superior understands!"

"Yes." Xiaojie guessed what Cheng Yan meant, and Xilan nodded with understanding, followed the order and turned around.

These people are essentially followers of the Velant people. Like the small handful of survivors, we have no immediate interest in solving the threat of mutant slime. The fungi are interested in the ancient survivor forces in exchange for the harm in their realm.

"They...will regret it!"

The smile gradually solidified on his face, and Jarawa stared at me dumbfounded.

Cheng Yan actually didn't really hate the stick extending from the southwest.

Looking at the astonished Duke of Galawa, I lowered my voice and continued.

I opened my mouth and was about to rebuke angrily, but for a moment I thought about how to retort.

I didn't take my seat immediately. Instead, I glanced around the circular conference table, only to see that the person sitting behind the conference table was just the director. The look between his brows suddenly gave off a hint of arrogance and laziness.

Xi Lan did not go to open the letter but directly picked up the newspaper and took a look. The photo on the headline was the one that caused a lot of noise recently.

"Yes...we think you are right first."

There is no value in winning over those vassals who haven't finished standing in line yet, so it doesn't hurt even if we talk about it.

"Is there nothing else?"

"...What appeal?"

I will definitely pay you back a hundredfold!

Pressing his index finger between his eyebrows, Xi Lan looked at the deputy standing aside and asked in a sure tone.

"He must blame himself. He just did what was within the scope of his responsibilities. At most, in your opinion, he didn't mess up anything."

"That's enough, Mr. Galawa, you know what you want to hear!"

A mile long is nothing.

"Summoned??"

Jarawa is determined.

I thought the alliance was worse than imagined.

…

Xi Lan nodded, indicating that he heard.

Although the local area is far beyond the alliance's law enforcement scope, and the guards will be dispatched for this reason, the semi-official refugee home will issue raider camp clearing missions based on player feedback and offer rewards for rescuing hostages.

Obviously, the legion promised some disadvantages to the Chu Guang Empire, whether it was military support or economic benefits.

Make sure the guy isn't joking and actually means it.

Xi Lan stopped the pen in his hand and took a look, raising his eyebrows and casting a questioning look at me.

"reason?"

"That's trouble," interrupted me rudely. Duke Galava narrowed his eyes and said in a threatening tone, "Say it again, they are trying to provoke the empire's anger."

In a blink of an eye, I was the only one left in the small room, standing dumbfounded behind the conference table.

Seeing my actions, the other staff members who took the meeting minutes also closed their notes under the table.

At first, the Camelback Kingdom was wary of the Alliance's railways, fearing that what happened in Boulder City would happen again in Oasis No. 4.

Duke Galawa stood up and stretched out his hand to stop me, but no one paid any attention to me.

So what's the point? After all, the sticky community exists for this purpose.

"Your manager has a busy schedule recently, and it is difficult to arrange a private meeting with you in the short term. I have told you before that you must fulfill the etiquette of a host, take care of Li Bin's mood, and let you listen to your troubles. also the same--"

In other words, the alliance's internal affairs department cannot do anything to the newspaper under the procedures. Even if it wants to do something, it must go through the representative meeting or the manager...

"Yes... What we are protesting is that you call these Yue tribe people 'refugees', and then you told some fables about the sacred cow that carries the sun. To be honest, you don't understand it too well. In short, we ask you to use the word "sin people" or Call these people derogatory terms like sinners, and then expel us for the sake of the empire."

Although no one suggested to the managers that the league authorities should review the qualifications of the media, the managers did not nod in that matter. Instead, they followed the principle of "expert work, minority supervision" as in the future, and transferred management rights to It is handed over to the industry committee composed of industry experts, and the supervision power is given to the representative meeting representing the public opinions and voices of the alliance.

After pondering for a moment, I spoke.

The slime mold research community is an organization founded on the principle of having a head.

Wait, then.

"Are we protesting against your taking in Yue Clan refugees?"

"This is important."

Duke Galava looked at me blankly, as if he were looking at a strange and exotic animal.

And it’s a visible gift…

The deputy chief sighed and said.

Seeing that I had made some movement for a long time, Xilan reminded me seriously.

Ignoring the Haiya Province, which is controlled by the Torch Church, Silver Moon Bay is the closest seaport to the Alliance, and is of vital strategic and economic significance.

Soon the railway will pass through this area, retreat into the rich oasis No. 4 and the port of Dong Qigang, and connect with the undersea route to the Baiyue Strait.

I made some concessions.

Although that shit stick is annoying, compared to the actual harm, it gives me less ironic humor, even compared to the group of rats in the lower north.

It seems unrealistic to ask the emperor of the alliance to apologize to himself, but it should not be possible to apologize in the newspaper.

After finding something that he could drop on his head under the table, Duke Galava punched the table hard and kicked the table leg with the toe of his shoe to relieve his anger.

"You want to know where their grievances come from, for example...we killed someone of them, or committed crimes like theft, robbery, human trafficking in the future. He can't treat it as a hearing, you will hear them at the same time The opinions of the two parties, striving to promote a result that satisfies both of them, will definitely help them reconcile. The worst... What does he think?"

Duke Galawa raised his head slightly, raised his chin, looked at the alliance leader sitting across the conference table with his nostrils, and continued without politeness.

Even though the other party's request sounded outrageous - even a bit unreasonable, Dong Qi felt that there was still no need to listen.

Although the Alliance directly controls the port, its economic interests in the area are not at all stronger than those in the Lion Kingdom or the Honey Badger Kingdom.

After getting up from the conference table, Xilan cleared her throat, looked at me upright, and asked again solemnly.

"I'm sure anyone can meet the manager for that kind of chatty reason. Your manager is busy doing other things... You won't be free tomorrow morning, so come and meet the Chu Guang Empire's envoy. "

I guess I heard it wrong.

"You are here just to solve the problem... So the first thing you want to know is, what is the conflict between them and these Yue people?"

However, taking into account the etiquette of diplomats, Duke Galava still patiently walked to the conference table and sat down, tapping his index finger under the table.

"But... you said that problems should be solved through communication as much as possible."

Putting the meeting minutes aside, Cheng Yan looked at Dong Qi and continued to ask.

Faced with the irrefutable evidence, even the Free State Governor Noregg, who participated in the Alliance meeting of the Adhesive Community, had nothing to say and could only pinch his nose and accept the loss.

As managers always say, misunderstandings are caused by lack of communication, and many problems can be solved through communication.

"So that has nothing to do with you?"

Few players parachuted into this area that day, and before discovering the discrepancy between the actual local conditions and the mission description, they immediately submitted a report online through the official website.

"You did say that, so you will communicate with any creature that can understand human speech, even slime molds. But there is actually a way to understand human speech. You must change the way of communication. He has to be vague, yes Everyone can communicate. And it’s because we agreed to talk to you, and it was he who agreed with us.”

The deputy chief was firm for a moment, but still spoke truthfully.

Xi Lan's expression gradually became serious.

"Mr. Duke of Jarava?"

Galawa: “???”

"...Goblin Observer?"

There is no need to do that yet.

If I had to say it, I should have ignored this guy from the very beginning.

If the various survivor forces in the Touhou Wasteland can put aside these long-standing disputes and cooperate on issues related to the common destiny of mankind, or at most cooperate on some issues, there will be no hope for that land to usher in a new era. .

Faced with the Duke of Galawa who showed an aggressive attitude from the moment, Dong Qi just stared at me and said in a humble or arrogant manner.

"Where are their managers? Let me talk to you."

I just applied a little forceful pressure, and those guys gave in.

Duke Galava suddenly became calm and leaned forward under the chair.

What do you mean it has nothing to do with them?

The next day, Xilan summoned Duke Galawa and set the meeting place in Conference Hall 2 of the Alliance Building.

So what do other survivors think of the Empire?

It seems that we just think that even Mr. Satoshi thinks it is a waste of time.

"...The cause was that newspaper."

"We also need to summon the administrator."

As I said that, I opened the notes under the table and picked up the pen to prepare for recording.

Ignoring the astonished expression on the guy's face, Xi Lan walked out of the conference room without turning around.

Xi Lan nodded and said immediately.

Originally expecting to be praised by the manager, Xi Lan was stunned and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"That's your own business, it's none of their business!"

Clearly, I overestimated how indifferent players would be to exploring new maps and new settlements.

The deputy chief shrugged his shoulders and complained loudly.