This Game Is Too Realistic

"This guy is quite popular..."

At the edge of Dawn City Square, Captain Benoit had a perfunctory smile on his face, clapped his hands symbolically, and watched the powered armor walk down the center of the square.

A year ago, he probably wouldn't have taken Chu Guang's "scene words" seriously.

But today, standing here, he can't help but have many waves in his heart.

Although this guy did boast a lot, he also drew a lot of cakes that smelled better than they tasted.

However, what is interesting is that looking back from the present moment, all those imaginative pie have become reality without exception, or no matter how bad they are, they have become reality bit by bit.

Now that the league's plan for the previous stage has been completed, he quickly guided the people who stopped in the next direction.

In a sense, the things he just said are exactly what the alliance will do in the next stage.

For example, resolving unresolved disputes and allowing the already functioning Sticky Community to continue to function... The fact that they did not immediately start the next war was precisely the role of the Sticky Community.

For example, they use the technology of the Prosperity Era to recreate magnificent spectacles and recreate the miracles of the old era - the elevator to space is the most intuitive manifestation. It is said that they have successfully roped in companies from Ideal City.

They're already doing it.

Looking at those people striving for the same goal, Benoit actually felt a little envious.

The Weirant people do not lack strength. They occupy a vast territory and have plenty of strength.

However, because everyone was working in different directions, they began to disintegrate from within into countless different factions, large and small, starting from an unknown number of years ago.

Today's legion is like a bloated and aging giant. Although his eyes are still sharp, his body is already sluggish.

He had felt like this more than once, but he couldn't think of a solution.

It would be great if the respected lord marshal could be like him and guide the Weirant people step by step.

I heard it was like that a long time ago.

But suddenly from a certain day, that respected adult gradually faded out of their sight, leaving the road ahead to them who had no idea where they were going...

Just when Benoit's thoughts drifted back to many years ago unconsciously, a gentle cough suddenly came from beside him.

"Mr. Bennot, I'm sorry to interrupt you so suddenly in such an informal setting."

Benoit looked sideways and happened to see a disgusting face, and his brows suddenly frowned subconsciously.

This person is none other than Cheng Yan, the foreign minister of the alliance and the "lifelong enemy" of Duke Galawa.

However, he is not the Duke of Jarawa after all. He still has the basic qualities and demeanor of a diplomat.

In particular, he found that the expression on the foreign minister's face seemed a little anxious.

Realizing that this guy wanted something from him, Benoit suddenly became energetic. Not only did he relax his frown, but he also showed an extremely happy smile on his face.

"Hey, isn't this the foreign minister of the alliance? It's not easy to meet you. What brought you here today?"

Hearing the strange aura in the voice, Cheng Yan's brows twitched.

This guy.

You shouldn't think that you are here to ask for his help.

Before coming here, Cheng Yan was not sure whether Benoit knew what happened on the west coast of the empire four days ago. After all, the speed of information dissemination in the area outside Silver Moon Bay has always been a mystery, and the Alliance could know what happened there. A coincidence.

However, now, Cheng Yan was basically sure that this guy had no idea what was going on over there. Otherwise, he would never have leisurely attended the alliance's celebration here. He would have been busy wiping his butt by a long time ago.

Looking at Captain Benoit, who was unaware of the impending disaster, Cheng Yan smiled calmly and said something in return.

"You're telling a joke again. Although you never make an appointment, don't knock on the door when you come in, and like to jump in line, when have we ever let you get turned down?"

Benoit's face was slightly unhappy, and he raised his chin slightly.

Is this the attitude of asking for help?

"Tell me what's wrong with you." Although he said this, he had already decided in his heart whether to cooperate.

"It's not us who have something to do, it's you who have something to do."

Without beating around the bush, Cheng Yan stared at the astonished Captain Benoit and continued speaking word by word.

"There's something big going on in your port of Sails."

…

On the endless sea, a fleet of eight cargo ships has arrived at the east coast of Borneo Province, and slowly circled along the coastline to the southernmost tip of the land.

Three 90% newbies were standing on the bow of the boat, communicating in a "dialect" that only they could understand.

"Gan! There seems to be a celebration in Dawn City!"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, these were the same events in the past two years. We have already watched them on the official website."

"+1."

"But I heard that there are so many people this year. Last year there were only 200,000 or 300,000 people, but this year it has exceeded one million."

"The next day there is a Wasteland Survival Equipment Creative Expo, which is led by Goblin Technology. It is said that there are a lot of very cool new equipment."

"I'm afraid I have to put quotation marks around this awesomeness..."

"+10086."

"It's hard to say. In addition to Brother Mosquito, reliable organizations such as Factory 81 and Jushi Military Industry also participated in the exhibition. People on the forum said that there seems to be a new prosthetic body designed by Ibers on the exhibition list... That guy last year I’ve been experimenting with strength-type animals all year long, maybe this time I’ll be able to survive!”

"Fuck! I'm so fucking excited."

"I heard that Tengteng House has teamed up with several big-name clothing design companies on North Street to organize a fashion art exhibition, which was held at the Convention and Exhibition Center... The models are said to be bionic people from Ideal City, and they have obtained sponsorship from Kangmao Group."

"...Gan! Is there an airport in Xifan Port? Woohoo, I want to go back to Dawn City!"

"How is it possible?"

"Forget it...there's still next year. At worst, we'll go next year."

"Indeed... with the little money you have in your pocket, even if you go and join in the fun, you'd better make money first."

The three of them sighed in unison, and suddenly lost the mood to stay on the line. They turned around and returned to the cabin, making an appointment to meet in Ionia for a while.

"Wasteland Online" is a damn good game, with no faults in terms of freedom or realism. The only exception is that the graphics are really slow, and it doesn't even have a "teleport" function.

They had been floating at sea for more than a week, and what was even worse was that they had to float for another three days before they could reach their destination. The only things to do on the ship are to stare at the sea in a daze, or to drink and play cards with the sailors.

This boring life has already drained away the enthusiasm they had when they first went to sea. I don’t know how Old Tie Sisi, who often serializes travel notes from various parts of the wasteland on his official website, persists...

And just when Brother Wolf, Brother Dog, and Brother Guan were offline one after another, their good brother Brother Eagle still persevered in staying online.

As the only scroll king in the team, he didn't waste any of his idle time these days. He had no tasks to complete, so he led the NPCs on the ship to learn "foreign languages" and chatted about nothing.

Although his talent in language is not outstanding, he has really learned a lot in this week thanks to his attribute point advantage in the intelligence department.

As for the Weirant people on the ship, they were not bothered by this guy.

After all, life on board is so boring.

Anyway, it was idle time, and Arman didn't mind chatting with this friend from the alliance. During the chat, he also learned a few "Vault 404 special words" from him.

The grammar of this thing is much more complicated than Renlian, and it is somewhat similar to the local languages ​​of various countries in the Old Era before the Prosperity Era.

And these languages ​​usually have a characteristic, that is, they have strong regional attributes, and there is a high threshold for people who live outside this language environment to master them.

In contrast, Renlianyu is a language artificially designed and popularized through scientific methods, and the threshold for learning is relatively low.

Of course, these unusual trivia facts were actually heard by Arman during his travels.

After all, he is not a professional linguist, just a businessman.

However, he planned to write this interesting phenomenon in his diary.

Including those bizarre ideas raised by the residents of the shelter on the road...

"...Actually, I think Snake State is also a good place. It is located at the southernmost tip of Borneo Province. It is not too far away from Golden Gallen Port and Saipan Port. Its geographical location is like Cape Comorin next to Sri Lanka. ...Ahem, I mean just like your legion in Yongye Port at the southernmost tip of the desert."

Captain's cabin.

[The Far-sighted Eagle] stood next to the window, looking at the direction of the coastline with high spirits, and suddenly said this sentence nonsensically.

Arman, who was drinking tea, heard this thought coming from the window, and a dumbfounded expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's an interesting idea... It's a pity that the people here are too poor. Not all coastlines are worthy of docking, and not all coasts are suitable for building ports."

Prosperous inland markets, convenient land transportation, and dense contours, etc... There are too many indispensable elements.

After losing the slave trading port of Golden Gallon Port, they spent a long time on the west coast of Borneo Province before choosing the feng shui treasure of West Sailor Port.

As for building a new port in the southernmost Shezhou...

It depends on whether the empire has this idea.

"Are there many poor people? Haha, that's not good, we are here to help the poor!" A joyful smile appeared on the far-sighted eagle's face, and he looked away from the window.

There are many wealthy people in Chip Port, and the same is true in Golden Gallon Port, but the business opportunities there have almost been developed. If you want to make a fortune in that kind of place, you either have to have a scale advantage, or you have to have a technological advantage, or you have to be a genius or just lucky.

In contrast, this undeveloped land contains more opportunities.

Although investing in a port may seem a bit fanciful to a newcomer, there is still a long way to go.

He is determined to become a man like Elder Brother Fang, and this little difficulty cannot stop him!

Looking at this overconfident guy, Arman made a helpless expression and hummed twice perfunctorily.

"What you say makes sense...we can wait until we finish developing the market in Xifan Port and then go there to have a look."

He didn't have much thought about that kind of distant matter yet, he just wanted to finish the deal as soon as possible.

He already owed a large sum of money to the bank for the pie that Lord Bennot had drawn that could never be eaten.

If he can't find a job to replenish his blood as soon as possible, the interest on the debt alone will be enough for him and his partners to drink!

After writing another whimsical idea of ​​the shelter residents in his diary, Arman threw it into the drawer and planned to think about it later when he remembered it. Then he pinched his brows and prepared to take a nap to rest for a while.

For some reason these past two days, he always felt inexplicably flustered. He couldn't sleep with his eyes open at night, and he felt sleepy and lacked energy during the day.

Normally he wouldn't sleep in the afternoon, but now he just wanted to sleep for a while...

Just less than a moment after he closed his eyes, the door of the captain's cabin was suddenly pushed open by hurried footsteps and knocking on the door, and the guy named "Brother Dog" ran in from the outside.

"Something big happened!"

He spoke the dialect of the shelter, and he shouted towards the [Far-sighted Eagle] by the window.

Because he had learned something from Brother Eagle, Arman, who was awakened, understood what he said and yawned and asked.

"What's the matter? You're so anxious."

Brother Dog opened his eyes in surprise, wondering how this NPC could understand what he said?

But now it was too late to dwell on this. He looked at Yuan Ying's eagle fire and continued anxiously.

"There was a rebellion at West Sails! And it happened four days ago!"

"Four days ago?! Damn it!" The far-sighted eagle was stunned for a moment, and then he was frightened and asked angrily, "What about now? Has it been suppressed?"

The catheter dog said with laughter and tears.

"How do I know this? It depends on whether the Weiland people's local garrison can do enough... But I'm worried. I heard that there are many people rebelling. The local communications have not been restored yet. It is probably hopeless. ”

Hopeless? !

Then wouldn't their trip be in vain? !

The far-sighted eagle was stunned for a long time with his mouth open. He suddenly realized a question and asked again.

"Wait, how did you know about the rebellion there?"

The catheter dog rolled his eyes and looked at him as if he were a fool: "Nonsense! It's an offline mission! The three of us have received the small window that the manager personally opened! You might want to go back and take a look!"

The far-sighted eagle: "Damn it! I'm going to take a look right now!"

Hidden mission!

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

Looking at the two people talking quickly, Arman had a confused expression on his face the whole time.

He only vaguely heard the name of Sails Harbor, and then he couldn't understand anything else.

Could it be...

Is there something big going on at Saifan Port? !

Seeing Brother Eagle about to leave the room, Arman quickly stood up and stepped forward to hold him.

"Wait, what happened?"

The far-sighted eagle had no time to explain and hurriedly threw away his hand.

"I'm not sure yet. I have to wait a while before I can answer you...wait for me here."

Arman watched in stunned silence as the two figures disappeared outside the door of the captain's cabin. It was not until a long time passed that he slowly sat down at the table.

What happened in Sails Harbor?

besides……

How did they get the news there?

With questions all over his head, Arman grabbed the teacup on the table and brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

I don’t know why, but the feeling of panic is getting stronger and stronger...

…

It's a coincidence.

The Alliance's Guards Corps did not actually establish a solid intelligence network in West Sails Port, and even the informants in King Gallon Port and Mammoth State only cooperated indirectly, so learning about West Sails Port was purely a coincidence.

The cause of the incident was actually a cement transaction order processed within the Kinggallon Bank system.

The salesperson responsible for processing this order suddenly lost contact with the customer at Xifan Port, and was still unable to contact the customer in a large area, so he immediately reported the abnormality to the relevant regulatory agencies.

At first, the bank in Kingallen Port thought that the Weilant people had noticed something and had withheld the cement that their client planned to resell to Mammoth. However, they later discovered that it seemed that the matter was not that simple.

Immediately afterwards, the Governor's Office of Jingallang Port received news from an informant from Huzhou, and the empire's capital city suddenly issued an order allowing the local army of Shizhou to assemble.

Given the close father-son relationship between the Empire and the Legion, it is naturally unlikely that this assembly order is going towards the Vaillant people, but judging from the distance, it does not seem like it is to deal with the Alliance.

Combining the two pieces of intelligence obtained simultaneously from different channels, Jodu, who served as the governor's secretary, immediately determined that there might be some serious regional conflict in West Sails Port, and that the situation might have been out of control of the Weirant people.

Without daring to hesitate, he immediately telegraphed the news and sent it to the French Fries Port.

Perhaps it was because the empire did not dare to tell the legion what happened, or perhaps because Tiandu itself was completely confused about the current situation, so Chu Guang knew about Xifan Port before Benoit, the legion’s ambassador, did. Condition.

Although that port is thousands of kilometers away from the Alliance, for humanitarian reasons and many other reasons, Chu Guang cannot leave the people there alone.

What's more, the shelter itself is also a disaster relief organization, and they have an obligation to prevent the situation from getting worse.

In the most pessimistic case, the more than 3,000 Willand residents who live there may have already encountered misfortune.

And considering the Legion's consistent behavior, their revenge may not be as simple as catching the culprit and accomplices.

If they were given enough time, they might wipe out all the millions of people there.

Even for the sake of fellow human beings, the Alliance must do something.

But after all, it is not Alliance territory, and there is no Alliance military base nearby.

It is definitely inappropriate and impractical to send troops there, so diplomacy can only be used as much as possible.

Therefore, while Chu Guang instructed Cheng Yan to contact Ambassador Benoit to explain the seriousness of the situation, he also asked Xiao Qi to search for the players closest to Xifan Port to see if he could send a few people there to investigate the specific situation there.

Xifan Port was too far away from the save point. Chu Guang actually didn’t have high hopes at the beginning, but he didn’t expect that he would actually find it in the end.

Although these four young players are all newcomers to the game during the War in Heaven, they don’t care about that much now.

After returning to the B4 floor of the shelter, after Chu Guang finished editing the mission document, he immediately sent a real-time communication pop-up window to the last player who went offline to take the mission.

This is a newly developed function by Xiaoqi after the last update. He can directly communicate with online and offline players.

However, since there is no "filter" offline, it may affect the player's sense of immersion. Therefore, unless it is a special emergency, Chu Guang will generally not use this function.

"...We learned from our own intelligence system that a serious regional crisis is occurring in West Sails Port. The shelter is a disaster relief agency, and we cannot leave the survivors there regardless of morality or duty."

"Whether they are people from Wilante or people from Borneo, they all have the right to survive in this world. We have not intervened in their contradictory positions, but we must reduce the death of innocent people as much as possible."

Although he was very excited to receive the "call" from Mr. Manager offline, after listening to the entire task, the far-sighted eagle still showed a troubled expression on his face.

Regardless of this task, he is now basically certain that his "business" of poverty alleviation is basically over.

Don't even think about it. If the worst case scenario has happened, with the temper of the Weiland people, no one will be left alive. I am afraid that even the eggs in the supermarket will have to be shaken to loosen the yellow color before leaving... If there is a supermarket there... If you plant something.

If it weren't for the generous contribution points and silver coins provided by this mission, he would have even wanted to get off the ship and start over again.

"But sir, we are at sea. Even the most optimistic scenario will have to wait until noon on the 3rd... By the time we get there, I'm afraid everything will be too late."

Chu Guang was silent for a while, then slowly spoke.

"We don't always get to where we are needed before disaster strikes, but even so we still have to do what we have to do. And compared to two centuries of waiting, three days shouldn't be too late. "

"Remember your identity and responsibilities, don't let your personal feelings dictate your actions, do what you can, and control the risks and harm to the minimum within your ability... In short, do your best."

Perhaps, the difficulty of this task is indeed too high for them.

After all, these four players are still newcomers, and they may have just completed the mission "Legend of the Fire".

While Chu Guang was hesitating, Ying Yuan was also retreating in his heart.

But just when he was about to retreat, he suddenly thought of someone.

If it were that guy, he would definitely accept the mission without hesitation and calmly think about ways to break the situation...

Taking a deep breath, the far-sighted eagle said seriously.

"I understand... I will try my best - no, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations and complete this task beautifully!"

Hearing the sudden energetic voice, Chu Guang was slightly startled for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, I believe you can do it, just go ahead and do it."

"This is a task that only you can complete. I leave it to you!"

After the communication hangs up.

Chu Guang let out a long breath, took off his headphones, and leaned back on the sofa.

Climbing onto his shoulder, Xiao Qi looked at his side face with worry.

"Is it really okay to leave it to those newcomers?"

It always felt that the child was not very reliable, at least incomparable to the few players that the owner often used.

Not just in terms of ability, but in every aspect...

Of course, this is just a conclusion drawn from big data analysis, and it’s really hard to say what will happen in the end.

Compared to Xiao Qi who looked worried, Chu Guang just smiled lightly and touched its forehead with his index finger.

"No one is born with good skills. You have to take time to grow."

"Leave it to them to try. Foreign Minister Cheng will continue to follow up." (End of Chapter)