This Game Is Too Realistic

"Go in, this will be your new home from now on."

The jail at Sailsport.

This fortress built of granite is probably one of the few buildings in the Sifan Harbor area that has not been baptized by gunfire.

And the floor he was on was located in the deepest underground part of the prison - a place used to hold serious criminals.

Listening to the cynicism of the jailer behind him, the battlefield atmosphere team didn't bother to pay attention to the little shrimp and walked in calmly.

He glanced left and right, even with a bit of novelty in his eyes.

This cell is simple and simple, and it is really simple. There is only one toilet and one bed, and the toilet is right next to the bed. When eating, you may have to put the bowl on the toilet lid.

The four walls were pitch black, there wasn't even a window for ventilation, and the few exhaust vents were on the ceiling outside the fence.

I want to fucking stink myself to death...

The warlord couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Yes, I don’t have any evidence, so I can only tolerate it for the time being.

The warlord was just about to taunt, "Damn you, aren't you a slanderer? If you change the map, even an older child would know it's a lie." But he happened to catch the cold eyes of these gang members.

For example, according to this guy, the work of the family members is given by the family members, and the families are raised by the family members. Therefore, we owe nothing to anyone. Instead, it is these docks and Weirant people who have robbed people of their belongings. Our blood and sweat.

That's not because we are merciful, but because a war is about to break out.

As a seven-bad youth, I have never been in a detention center, but I never thought I would have the chance to experience it outside of the game.

Seeing that we were concerned about him again, the warlord smiled and shook his head.

Maybe it's because other gangs have taken down the management, and the family members who receive help fees will have money to take care of it, so they are singled out and used as role models.

"It was actually like that when it ended, but last night we suddenly pulled a group of people back. You were thinking that something bad was going on at that time, and it turned out to be what you expected... Fortunately, you fell asleep when we took off our pants. Otherwise, this picture must be quite jarring to the eyes.”

On the other side, the severe crackdown on West Sail Port did not affect the Willant people living in the port.

We have not forgotten that we have saved ourselves, even if what we have done is actually not as few as others, even if we have only saved less than 200 people...

"You deny that what he said is not right. You also think that the wastelanders inside are too greedy and always want less. You mean the people in the Velant. So they are not ready yet. Did you go to save the wasteland?"

In our opinion, our guinea pig gang is finally finished!

The warlord raised his eyelids, looked at the elderly people gathered behind the fence, and said with a smile.

"You're here to bring him food... I'm afraid he's hungry."

So far, all seven of us were attracted by the impassioned speech of the big man, and the more we listened, the brighter our eyes became.

Yes, they are both iron tube rifles and rifles. After all, the theoretical weapons are gone. Moreover, we are just compiling scriptures, and we have also designed some more practical tools for ourselves.

I was careless......

The identity of the undercover agent was almost exposed!

Seeing the confused look on the prisoner's face, the man patiently explained.

The young gangsters in Xifan Port all appeared before this tragedy, and only a month had passed since then. Naturally, a small number of gang members had some loyalty.

When he heard that there was no movement, the warlord immediately became energetic. He stood up and walked to the fence gate to look inside.

Penny said quickly.

By a rough count, I found that there were no more than seventy or seventy people who had been imprisoned and returned.

"Why...why do we order them?"

This Benoit will actually protect me?

"Qianyu, why doesn't he have a separate cell? You are all down the corridor?"

"Damn it! I've long thought that the White Rat Gang has a future. These guys are bad for you. Seven of them want to make money from me... You might as well get along with them."

You came earlier than usual today, and you looked relaxed, as if something small had happened.

It's just pity for these innocent people. We have not made any mistakes, but we must bear the best results...

"Just leave it alone... You have a bad mind, you will probably hold them back."

Over the past few days, Penny has been delivering meals to me and bringing news from time to time.

The warlord didn't feel a headache after hearing this. He pressed his index finger between his eyebrows, trying to make sense of this confusing logic.

These survivors are grateful for their kindness.

I'm afraid this dog has not been inspected on the spot.

It was a gang fight that lasted a long time.

"You're too vague about the specifics. I heard that no one set the fire last night. Could it be that there was a fight between gangs? Anyway, there is a crackdown inside now. I heard that many people were shot."

"It's wrong. The civil service group will give up on him. My friends in Triumph City haven't finished their operations yet. We will do our best to extradite him to Triumph City."

Not that we had a little chat.

"Yes, you're welcome..."

The Warlander pinched his nose with a frown, his stereotype of the Willant people getting worse in his mind.

The warlord sighed and sat on the bed.

After saying those words, the Wilante man closed the door heavily, as if he was not worried about causing trouble to the prisoners standing just under the corridor.

Shocked!

Penny said loudly.

Catching the man's attention with his eyes, the warlord waved to me, motioning me to go to the fence gate, looked at me and asked curiously.

Ming is going to do it to me, so you just use that trick to make me sick, right?

Where is the glory of the Valeant people!

As the iron door opened, Penny, carrying a lunch box, squeezed back from the crack in the door.

That meal lasted an hour.

At that time, the clatter of chains and footsteps could be heard from inside the prison door.

Looking at this suddenly shy face, the warrior's Adam's apple moved consciously.

I don’t know if it’s because of Triumph’s reputation or because of Penny’s father.

This guy was still talking eloquently, and he was getting more energetic as he talked.

"Why does he live in a single room?"

Although the conversation was a bit misleading, I still managed to understand the whole story.

"Don't worry, you will take good care of yourself... Eat it while it's cold before it gets too cold."

"Now you go find this Gu Wai'ang!" Penny gritted her teeth and said.

"Will this family... get to know each other?"

Bad.

"What a shame."

The warlord was not a little confused, and was shocked by the actions of the Weirant people.

We need to keep traffic flowing, factories, docks and infrastructure running, and the grassroots forces that maintain that infrastructure working for us.

Although this guy was still saying with indignation that we were the ones who made the first move, the warlord was not interested in knowing the details. Instead, he became interested in the family.

bad guy!

"... Zaid also told you that as long as everyone in the wasteland is a family, the Wasteland Era will naturally begin. Things are originally very complicated, but the people in Borneo are too greedy."

"Family? What the hell?"

Looking at the surprised look in Pangolin's eyes, Penny nodded seriously.

It’s just that after listening to the warlord, I felt that it was right.

The bad thing is that these guys didn't hear any clues, or even realized that the guy behind them was actually an "honorary Willante", so they just continued proudly.

Of course, this also excludes those questions that Zaid answered in a certain class, but that guy forgot about his academic skills.

On the one hand, the severe crackdown at Saifan Port continues.

"Um...thank you."

The warlord was not confused.

However, compared to Penny who was worried, I was not at all panicked, not even feeling relieved.

Yes, but we know it is because no one was behind the operation. The "AOE-style" crackdown on various gangs turned into a unilateral group fight specifically targeting the family association.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally Penny said loudly with a red face.

With that said, you handed the lunch box in your hand out, but it got stuck by the fence of the gate.

"His father? Mr. Bennot?"

The warlord was stunned for a moment.

This soaring stench made me frown, and I instantly understood the sinister intentions of those little noses.

The days passed like that, and August came in a blink of an eye.

Upon hearing those words, the expression on Warfield's face gradually changed from surprise to incredulity.

After a moment, your tone suddenly became anxious again, and you continued speaking softly.

Thanks to Penny's careful feeding day and night, the warlord even felt that he had gained weight, although the weight was not obvious.

Bad risk!

This guy had a look of pity on his face, which actually made him feel sorry for me.

The big guys in this family group refused everyone who came, and even forgot about their hatred and said with a hearty smile.

The final result of that farce was that the family was ostracized by various gangs, and then was slaughtered by the legion.

Although there was a turmoil inside, it had no effect on the warlord squatting outside the dungeon.

Fire again.

Listening to this guy's eloquent lectures, the warlord couldn't help but doze off, and was ready to go online.

After being held outside the prison for a whole month, my bones were slowly turning moldy!

That thing is a novelty to us, after all, there is none outside my cell.

The warlord was secretly alert.

Penny shook her head.

However, like the next fire, the riot was not very small. No one organized the troublemakers, and no one was burned out.

That's why others say I'll be killed if I die, but I can still wait outside the prison for the court hearing.

When he heard Penny talk about that incident, although the warlord didn't say many words of thanks, he was still very touched in his heart.

Or…………

Just as I was thinking about what it would be like to hang up and go online to play two games, there were sudden bursts of footsteps in the lonely cell.

"...By the way, why is he here?"

The crackdown inside seems to have finally come to an end.

"What happened inside?"

A pair of eyes turned cold, like candlelight in the darkness, lighting up a glimmer of hope.

Just as the battlefield atmosphere team was carefully looking at their future new home, the fence door behind them closed with a loud "ding", and then there was the sound of the iron door closing on the floor.

One day in early August.

Looking at Penny walking quietly across the puddle of filth, the warlord paused and continued.

Those guys are shameless!

Just like that, another week passed.

There's nothing strange about that. The warlord was confused.

Hope something happens to these guys.

I am sure there is no problem with my understanding of the version. That version should be "players who have not yet left their own wasteland will save the survivors in other areas of the wasteland."

"He should stop embarrassing his uncle. That is a matter within my authority. It is Gu Wai'ang who arrested you."

These little noses were in charge of eighty-one-seventy-one. Forty percent of them led people to surround the entire street as soon as they saw a fire. Every one of them was captured and retreated.

"Your methods are inferior!"

Now when I go offline every day, besides waiting for the meal, I don’t have to do push-ups anymore.

That's science!

Warlander said with a wry smile.

With the food of these poor people, it is not difficult to drink so heartily.

When daybreak comes tomorrow, if the Wilantes have to liquidate us. Jumping off the ship at that time was also to escape from the previous...

On the seventh day after eating this meal, the warlord suddenly discovered that these Valantian soldiers had actually given in, and sent a rat tribe cleaner over to clean up all the excrement and water under the aisle.

At least that's what these big guys think.

Zhan Di Lao even couldn't help but think that there was something wrong with Yuan Rouyuan's feng shui, and the seven elements lacked fire.

"Who are they?"

The court day has finally arrived!

"We... locked him in a place like that!"

Penny didn't look embarrassed. She wanted to turn the lunch box over, but she was worried that the contents would spill out, so she tried back and forth for a long time, but the stuffing always came back.

Honorable Weilanters are protected by law and enjoy the minimum civil rights in accordance with the law, even "honorable Weilanters" like pangolins.

I suddenly felt that the air around me was so sour and smelly.

"Brother, how did he get out of prison?"

The cell door had been closed for a while, but suddenly it was pushed open with a "squeak" sound.

Few of the guys looked directly at me, or at the toilet next to my bed.

After cracking the whip, the Southern Legion took out candies from their pockets and ended spending money to mobilize these grassroots organizations, including the gangs that controlled the docks, to repair the damaged houses and clean the streets buried by garbage.

The people from Weiland probably brought us food, but maybe they even mixed some food with it.

"Fuck!"

Of course, there was no support or even instigation from the Triumph City civil servant group behind this.

Even if the slave owner is too lazy to reason with the slaves, is it still perverse?

Although the smell outside the cell was still very small, it was still much less bad than before.

Thinking she saw the embarrassment on my face, Penny was silent for a while, bit her lip and said.

If you follow our rules and wait until tonight, there must be something wrong with being a green family member.

And things were so small tonight. The fire almost burned half of the slum, and a lot of people died.

However, our sincere heart to abandon and give up is also more real.

That guy is obviously doing the safest thing, but he always puts his own safety at heart, and instead cares about you.

"Don't worry about you. You know he is doing bad things for you, but staying here is not your own willfulness, it is also your father's wish."

I saw a Wilante soldier with a gun on his back, escorting a group of people back.

Since even the Legion characterized it as a gang fight, it was really unintentional that the fire was a disaster.

I did it for a long time because I was worried about myself.

"Wait a minute, the port is closed?" Warlord was stunned, and asked slowly and angrily, "What happened inside?"

According to Penny, the local Weiland people, led by a businessman named Yaman, established the Yuan Rouyuan Citizens' Autonomous Association, and in the name of the Autonomous Association put pressure on the Southern Army, asking us to exercise restraint. It is to actively provoke a war and conditionally release oneself.

It's the same after talking about it.

Borneo Province is the wasteland with the fewest people and the smallest territory in the small continent of Central Continent. I would like to advise that guy to save himself first. It would be bad to cause trouble to others.

Although our brains are too bad, we are actually not good people.

The warlord made a helpless expression, but he thought it was reasonable.

With the idea of ​​​​breaking the casserole and getting to the bottom of it, I sorted out the questions in my mind and posted them on the forum. After an analysis by my old buddy, I finally solved the confusion.

"MMP, is it okay to go to jail in the game...is the experience of going to jail so real?"

Blushing, Penny hurriedly opened the lunch box and almost dropped the spoon on the ground, but the warlord caught it quickly with quick eyes and hands.

"

It means that some idiot is playing "in the field" and "taking the dross and discarding the essence" of reality and passing it on to the NPC.

The warlord immediately jumped up from under the bed, looked at you and asked.

"What if...you feed him?"

The Weirant people prepared cells and barrels for us, so we solved it on the spot.

If you can definitely get out alive......

For example, the eight colored levels, such as the promotion system, etc... Those things are not the same as the players' contribution levels.

Observing the group of prisoners standing at ease outside the prison, I searched the crowd for a while and finally picked the guy who looked the most honest.

When he saw Penny, the warlord was visibly stunned, thinking that the big girl would actually come to visit him.

It’s not a “blank slate rig” either.

Yes, both of them understood Xuan Xuan without saying a word.

Talk all night.

The war guy looked along my index finger and saw a few guys with Mickey Mouse tattoos on their arms standing in the corner of the crowd. Their ferocious looks definitely looked like bad things.

When I came to watch the battle, I learned that the young man giving the lecture was called A Ming, and he was just a special family member with color.

"You? What you committed is much less serious than them."

What the hell do you want to do?

"They'd better worry less about themselves and find a way to get through tomorrow."

We are really moved.

After saying that, I closed my eyes, listened to the chatter in the fence gate again, and leaned against the corner to "sleep".

When I handed the spoon back to myself, Penny suddenly realized that the guy couldn't eat by himself through the gate.

The warlord went online and played in the alliance for a while, enjoying the ultimate bad breath. When he logged off, he found that the group of people in the corridor had not been taken away, leaving only turmeric with urine and feces on the ground.

Yes, although the Warlanders completely listened to my words, these guys from the White Rat Gang did.

Speaking of the reasons for retreating, this guy stared at the dozen strong men in the corner of the crowd with an angry look on his face, and spoke in a higher voice.

Looking at the pangolin who was still worried about his own safety, Penny's cheeks turned redder.

"How did they... come back?"

That green trash, purple divine outfit, golden legend...how do they look like they were copied from a real-life RPG online game?

For example, how to calculate gifts and honors, how much honor is worthy of how many gifts, and how to weigh things that cannot be quantified and counted under the scales. Those specific issues are confused by abstract concepts.

Nothing to say, the experience was quite novel.

After hearing those words, the warlord finally understood the reason for your relaxed expression.

"We fear your division!"

Warlander: "…………"

As usual, the warlord was exercising under the bed. At that time, Penny, who was carrying a lunch box, suddenly opened the door of the cell and stepped back from inside.

Using the butt of his rifle to drive the first person out of the prison, the Valantian soldier said with a cold tone.

"Count you in too!"

"There's a problem! We used to be family members!

Please take them to register before going out! "

"family."

The province of Borneo has officially entered the rainy season. It rained several times a day in Saigon Port, and a typhoon even passed through during the period, blowing the shacks under the street topsy-turvy.

And I was the only one who was stunned. Before she saw the mess outside the prison, Penny's face instantly turned pale, whether she was angry or smoked.

"Is he crazy?" Glancing at the stubborn girl, the warlord couldn't help complaining, "This guy's military rank is lower than his father's. There's no use for him to find me. If you tell me, he's not there. We're waiting at the port. I'll listen to your advice and quickly find a ship to go home. I said there was nothing I could do before I returned to Triumph City."

But fortunately, this room is a single room, so you don't have to squeeze in with other prisoners. It seems that the person who ordered him to be locked up was not worried about being too close to other people.

It should be noon inside now, and the warlord really didn't feel hungry anymore.

"Gu Wai'ang has arrived at Saifan Port! There are no people from the Southern Legion Military Tribunal with me!"

Logically speaking, family members are still victims no matter what. It is understandable that they each receive seventy small blows, but it is confusing to receive none.

Although the lower levels of the legion have always taken the lives of their compatriots seriously, there is a fundamental difference from the Xilan Empire, which treats its own people as livestock.

Maybe the other gangs were poorly managed, and the family members were small and poorly managed, so it was a hidden danger to keep them, so they were simply dragged out to kill the fat pigs.

The "division of labor and cooperation" that was originally the cornerstone of human society has been repackaged into something else in a religious way. For this reason, we also invented some special nouns, but we did not give specific measurement units and calculation methods.

"...You always think that Saigon Port will be peaceful. If he can leave there, it would be better to leave as soon as possible."

As I said that, I pointed to the dozen or so people in the corner of the corridor.

Several seniors looked at each other, all looking at me with regret.

"This will happen sooner or later. You will eventually save everyone in the wasteland."

"It was these people from the White Rat Gang who made the first move. We used Molotov cocktails to set your house on fire! You just beat them out...and were beaten up by the Weiland people first."

It is even possible that they are people from this family group who are not in the alliance. After all, the name of the gang is very funny, and it sounds like it was made up by a certain player.

Do we really want those people to make some noise?

Another example is that giving birth is an honor, raising children is a gift, and so on.

We are not just a gang, the previous gangs would organize students to leave get out of class. But we just ended the get out of class and also "deconstructed" the social production and labor relations, and these things have never happened in other places in Borneo.

The guys said it before they did.

For this reason we do mind spending a few dinars less, since it is slow and we will get less anyway.

"After making sure he is not in danger, you will go anywhere!" Penny stared at me.

Looking at this clean bowl and this pretty face with red blood dripping slowly, the battlefield atmosphere team just felt that they were full in every sense of the word...

Those reasons are impossible, and there is a small probability that it is just one reason, but a combination of many reasons.

It was the people above who made the decision themselves, and the way to deal with the problem was too inflexible.

Thanks to the power of division, the Southern Army has not made things difficult for me recently. At most, it has done such heartless things as "leading a group of people to retreat and urinate everywhere."

It’s okay to deliver food......

Thinking of the blind men just now, the warlord smacked his tongue and silently recited his sins in his heart.

But when I smelled the soaring smell, I had no appetite at all.

Wargo said with a sigh.

Yes, those are actually big things and have no impact on my life.

Looking at the people gathered in a circle to listen to the lecture, the warlord squatting outside the prison fell into silence.

According to the comments of an old man who seems to know a lot about it, the crackdown was probably personally planned by General Gu Waiang. It was probably the same as pouring excrement outside my cell. Forty percent of it was the idea of ​​the people above. .

Warlander:

This honest guy immediately replied

"...There are no ships going back in the entire port. The Southern Army has sealed the port." When she said that, Penny's cheeks turned red without any bad intentions, "So don't urge you to go back. Now, I’ll ask you to send him meals for a period of time.”

It is precisely this kind of person who is most difficult to listen to and take advantage of.

"You are members of the family association, a family-owned organization established by family members... A few here are members of the White Rat Gang."

Not to mention the wind in my damn place, I can even hear a little bit of rain. At least it’s not a bit difficult when the water channel goes back to tide.

"...You go find your uncle and ask me to change his cell!"