This Game Is Too Realistic

To be honest, the battlefield atmosphere team was really panicked.

After getting Julius' "ancestral" powered armor, he thought that the mission was over and left the rest to the survivors of Triumph City, so that he could retire with success and go back to the forum to brag. .

However, what he didn't expect was that the fanatical residents of Triumph City refused to let him go, and even put him in the position of consul.

He thought these guys must be crazy.

He was only able to serve as a captain of thousands, and he didn't even command two thousand people. How could he manage a survivor organization whose territory spanned tens of millions of square kilometers?

However, the other Weillantians didn't think so.

Not to mention Lei Ze and the several ministers who later found him, even Penny, his "comrade-in-arms" who had always supported him, seriously stated that no one was more suitable for this position than him.

The Legion needs reform.

They want to abolish the old unequal laws and create new rules... to unite the entire settlement of Valantians with survivors of other races.

In Penny's words, this is not only the marshal's last wish, but also the common choice of all Willant people who have had enough of the lies of the captains.

After hearing what she said, Warfield was shocked.

Good guy, is the alliance orthodox in Triumph City? !

This girl is actually more "alliance" than himself, the undercover agent. At least he has never suggested that the Weirant people imitate the social model of the alliance.

Really unable to make up his mind, he finally went offline and wrote a report of several hundred words, and reported the information to the manager through the task page of the official website, hoping that the latter could make an idea for him.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that after waiting for a long time, he only heard the sentence "Read".

"What a mess! Damn it!"

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team sitting in front of the computer was instantly stunned and looked at the screen dumbfounded.

This guy has completely given up on me...

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of the Legion.

From an emotional point of view, he is happy to see those stupid far-right elements asking for trouble. The series of unreasonable disasters they have suffered are fundamentally deserved, and those who "enjoy pleasure in suffering" and "slap one's face on others to look fat" "The funny look is even more of a rare pleasure.

However, after so many incidents, he had to admit that there were indeed many innocent people, and even people who rose up in resistance, and those people were worthy of their solidarity.

Especially when I think of Colway, Penny, and the many Willant friends I met during the journey...

Warlander scratched the back of his head and finally sighed.

"We can't just leave them alone..."

The house was in decay.

Let's try to repair the roof first, replace the broken beams, and make this rotten house at least habitable.

As for how to install doors and windows, what furniture to buy, and whether to decorate it beautifully... we have to wait until this matter is completed.

Thinking of this, he went to the forum and opened a post, writing down in detail all the experiences he had experienced after leaving Xifan Port, a series of problems he encountered after arriving in Triumph City, and the situation at this moment.

Due to the excessive flaws and the eye-catching title, the entire forum immediately became abuzz shortly after the post was posted.

Tails: "giao! Si! The pangolin really became a marshal! Σ(дlll)"

Quit smoking: "Damn it! So cool!"

Sisi: "Ah this..."

Roshan Big Momo: "Big Brother!!!"

Aoao Sesame Paste: "Ah haha... I feel like it is really nerve-wracking to encounter this kind of thing, such as being suddenly regarded as a god or something. (--;"

Sisi: "e... Is there a possibility that he doesn't find it troublesome at all, and even enjoys it, and he came to post just to show off. (Squints)"

Aoao Sesame Paste: "Ah...is that so?"

Tails: "giao! So you are such a pangolin! φ(-ω-*)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What the hell! I really want to ask for advice! (laughing and crying)"

Thunder Dharma King Professor Yang: "MMP! The public beta hasn't started yet, but someone has become a marshal! Are you still a human being if you don't cut him off! QAQ"

Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "It's broken, it's broken, the balance is completely broken, Dog Planner, please take care of him."

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Damn it! You are so arrogant!"

Night Ten: "The legion's orthodoxy has been confirmed in the alliance. (Funny)"

Irena: "Fast forward to First Citizen. (Funny)"

Elf King Fugui: "Go eastward! Marshal! Fight to the death with the Alliance! (Funny)"

Edge of water: "The next expansion pack depends on you! (Wrinkles eyebrows)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Be a human being!"

Fang Chang: "No kidding aside, why don't you first select a few representatives from the civil service, citizens and the military to hold a meeting and draft a constitution."

Lao Bai: "And think of a new name, don't forget about it. (Baring teeth)"

Commander Quanshui: "Wilante Province, Willante Laboratory... How about calling it the Willante Alliance in reference to the South Sea Alliance? (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Well... Regarding this issue, I have discussed this issue with other Weirant people. Their idea is that it is best to dilute the symbols of the Weirant people from the new regime. After all... there are not only people in Triumph City. The Weirant people, and many foreign races who originally did not have citizenship rights.”

Fang Chang: "e...I understand your thinking, but based on our work experience in Borneo Province, I advise you not to do this."

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Why? (dumb)"

Fang Chang: “It’s easy to slip into the abyss of nihilism.”

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Gan! Can you speak human language?"

Commander Quanshui: "What Brother Fang Elder said is straightforward enough. You have to use your brain to understand it. You can't always wait for others to chew it up and feed it to you. Things that exist objectively will not disappear because of neglect. Although Legion There are some foreign races inside, but the Weilant people are the majority after all. They have made some changes, but I suggest you not to be too radical and make progressive voices lose support. Moreover, Weilant can also be interpreted as an old-era administrative division. 's, doesn't necessarily mean race."

Fang Chang: "When it's time to step the left foot, step the left foot. When it's time to step the right foot, step the right foot. If you stretch both feet forward at the same time, you will only hit the back of your head. They have reluctantly thrown away a symbol that is difficult to let go of. Let them keep one. (Squints and smiles)”

After tens of pages of indifference, the posts finally became normal, and the content of the board chat changed from fun-loving people and silly little guys to technical exchanges.

Brother Ye Ao came here to take a look, but couldn't find a chance to interrupt, so he just said "laugh" and ran away.

Professor Yang really looked like a professor and could chat with these big guys.

But when it comes to specific governance experience, he can't even catch up.

All kidding aside, with the realism of "Wasteland OL", if you can manage one or two hundred NPCs in it, it would be no problem at all to manage a company with one or two hundred employees in reality.

And this is also true. Niuma Group has long since developed into a world-class enterprise, and its market value in reality is even higher than in the game.

In the game, Elder Brother Fang has managed more than just one or two hundred people.

Although management ability cannot be quantified into data, it is not difficult to get a glimpse of it by comparing the changes before he came to Golden Gallen Port and after he came.

These proven experiences are more reliable than any title.

In comparison, the battlefield atmosphere team's ability in this area is indeed weak.

But these are actually minor issues.

With past experience to refer to and the help of so many reliable brothers, even if he couldn't bring out the glory of Julius, he could still guarantee that he wouldn't do any worse than the messy wizard.

After jotting down the key points in his notes, the warlord who leaned on his chair let out a sigh of relief.

The disintegration of the Legion is certain.

This is not only the last wish of Julius, but also the will of all Willant people.

However, civil war can be avoided.

What needs to be done is clear.

Internally, he needs to unite with the civil service group to revise a new charter, select representatives from citizens, and foster new interest groups to check and balance the civil service group that was the first to take sides.

In addition, he also needs to make proper use of the Praetorian Guards, the last legacy left to him by Marshal Julius, to maintain order in the Triumph City and its surrounding areas, and to follow Marshal Julius in the Praetorian Guards. Complete the transition from the old regime to the new regime before it completely withdraws from the stage of history.

As for the external world, he needs to strengthen the exchanges between Triumph City and colleges, alliances, enterprises, and the Great Rift Valley to allow the Weirant people to reintegrate into the world, while balancing the contradictions between the four villains and preventing internal conflicts from continuing to intensify.

After reading through the notes, the warrior who regained his composure took a deep breath and reached out to pick up the helmet on the table.

Just when he was about to return to the game, he saw a small red dot on the taskbar in the upper right corner of the official website page.

He grabbed the mouse and clicked it, but was surprised to find that it was a message from the manager.

Behind that [read], there is another line of words——

"Congratulations, you have realized your mission."

Seeing this line of words, the warlord was moved in his heart.

really!

The manager has not forgotten him, that adult still has him in his heart!

Thinking about how he had spent the past three years, he suddenly felt overwhelmed. He couldn't help but stretched out his uncontrollable index finger and typed two words on the keyboard.

【Read】

As soon as he hit the Enter key, he felt refreshed and his thoughts became clear.

There is no more appropriate answer than this!

…

On the other side, Alliance Settlement No. 10.

Looking at the [read] reply from the battlefield atmosphere team, Chu Guang laughed and closed the holographic window suspended in front of him, putting aside the holographic computer pen in his hand.

"This guy started playing tricks on me."

It seems that he wants to "get a knife"!

But even though he said that, speaking with conscience, he really didn't change the explosion rate of any player.

There are indeed some lucky European emperors in the "server" who win the top prize time and time again, but the functions used in the lottery are really random and have nothing to do with his plan.

These guys are just used to it.

It’s his fault when the plot NPC dies, it’s his fault when the mission ends, it’s his fault when his little brother falls off, it’s his fault when he can’t poop.

If you can't afford it, don't play PVE and just play solo!

Lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, Xiao Qi, who was searching the official website forum information, suddenly let out a faint sigh.

"...It always feels like a pity."

The behemoth that spanned 30 million square kilometers and included more than a dozen administrative divisions from the prosperous era collapsed...

Although it didn't like the Legion, it saw the shadow of its master in Marshal Julius.

Although he is still very young now, he will be old one day...

This includes the Alliance.

That is the fate that all organisms cannot escape from in the end, no matter how much it wishes to stay with him until all the stars burn out and the universe is heat-dead.

However, Chu Guang did not realize that Xiao Qi's "pity" was so far away. He only thought that the elf lying on his shoulder was regretting the fate of the army and Marshal Julius.

That's actually nothing to feel sorry for.

The train will always arrive.

Just like his little player can't stay in the novice village forever and play with him in the mud.

Or in the distant future, the alliance he is familiar with will become unfamiliar to him.

"Instead of saying that the disintegration of the Legion is regrettable, it is more like a miracle that this huge and deformed beast can survive for a century and a half."

It's like a physically dead monster, its limbs no longer obeying the brain's instructions.

The south wants more land, the west wants independence, the east just wants to make a fortune and farm in silence, and the north doesn’t know what to do in the Arctic Circle.

In comparison, the Mongol Empire, which is most similar to it, only lasted 53 years, and then came the era of the four great khans.

Reaching out and touching Xiaoqi's head, Chu Guang said in a very soft voice.

"...The Legion cannot accompany the Weilant people for a lifetime. Its time has come, that's all."

But it’s really touching to think about it.

The radicals, who have always been the mainstream of social thoughts in the alliance, met the veterans of Borneo Province and were taught to doubt life by their performance art performances, and their thoughts gradually turned to the right.

And the Legion, which has been steadfastly standing on the far right for more than a hundred years, actually broke out with a large number of leftists after having one foot stuck in the quagmire of Borneo Province.

Destiny is really an elusive thing.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the room.

Xiao Qi, who was lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, jumped back into the pen holder very sensibly.

Hearing the knock on the door, Chu Guang cleared his throat and said.

"Please come in."

The person who came in from the door was Lu Bei.

The young man had an excited expression on his face, put his right fist on his chest and respectfully performed a military salute.

"Sir, our intelligence system has just received news that an incident has occurred in Triumph City! Tyr, the commander of the Southern Army, made a public speech, angrily denounced the residents of Triumph City for betraying the frontline soldiers and all Weirant people, and also accused the civilian officials of forming a gang to work with the guards. The army was the culprit who killed Marshal Julius and forged Marshal Julius’s last words!”

"The specific information is still under investigation, but one thing is certain, there is internal strife within the legion! The Southern Legion's plan to draw Triumph City into the battlefield has completely failed!"

After hearing the news reported by Lu Bei, there was no surprise on Chu Guang's face.

He had already learned some of the content through the forum, and it was even clearer than what the Guards Corps had investigated.

As for the reaction of the Southern Army, it was completely within his expectation.

"Gamblers are so distraught at losing that they can no longer afford to play anymore. However, given their current conditions, they can only indulge in chatter. They probably don't have the energy to march into Triumph City to 'counter-rebellion'... The others Where’s the legion?”

Lu Bei continued to report.

"The Western Army has withdrawn its fleet deployed in the Borneo Sea, and the Eastern Army is adding troops to our border, but there is no further action... As for the Northern Army, the specific situation is still under investigation, but from what we have collected The intelligence didn't see any sign of any big moves."

Chu Guang nodded.

"The Western Army is probably preparing for independence. As for the Eastern Army, 80% of it is the same. But considering the historical grievances between us, Saren is probably worried that we will take advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack. We here will stay still and will not take the initiative to provoke. Just follow their deployment on the border."

Chu Guang met the commander of the Eastern Legion. He was a typical oligarch.

Although that kind of guy is cunning, his external ambitions are actually weaker than his internal ambitions.

As long as the internal interest groups don't push him too hard, this guy himself is more inclined to maintain his status quo, and the threat to the outside world is not great.

After all, why gamble when you can make a fortune quietly?

This can be seen from the fact that they forced Griffin to death and betrayed the entire eastward expansion faction.

Now that the landowners of the Eastern Legion have tasted the benefits of trade with the Eastern World, they are even less likely to take the initiative to break the balance between the two parties.

Otherwise, where would they spend all the silver coins they earned?

As for the drastic changes that took place in the Triumph City, they might have played into the hands of the legion commander named Saren.

Of course, it is still necessary to shed a few tears for the lost legion, otherwise how can he show his loyalty?

Chu Guang suddenly looked forward to this monarch's performance.

I hope the "Mr. Chief" of Rift Valley didn't miss his invitation...