This Game Is Too Realistic

There is one thing that Feng Feng actually thinks about too much.

The work of Dog Planning is very busy, and it is impossible to keep an eye on the specific game behavior of a certain player.

Since the launch of the game, Chu Guang’s decisions have basically been macro-level deployments.

Including the induction of public opinion about "another world", by releasing limited information to make mainstream society believe that the unanalyzable "Wasteland OL" is the work of extraterrestrial civilization.

And it is an advanced civilization that holds a neutral or above position and continuously releases goodwill.

Based on this underlying logic, think tanks in various countries and major media on the Internet have added their own judgments.

For example, this is a warning from "Big Brother", which indicates that the earth will enter an era of prosperity in the future, and will quickly decline after the era of prosperity.

Some people also believe that this is the guidance of advanced civilization. Aliens are looking for friends with the same values ​​​​in adjacent universes. Perhaps soon, cargo ships that exchange goods will stop in synchronous orbit.

Of course, some people think that this is to feed the people on the earth fatter and taste more delicious... But this understanding is untenable.

After all, it’s a bit boring to come all the way just to have enough food. It’s better to open a breeding farm nearby.

There are also people with novel ideas who have set their sights five light years away, believing that extraterrestrial civilization is there, and it is the "Gaia" that appears in the game.

Chu Guang didn't know whether there was Gaia in the world over there, and he didn't care about the analysis of think tanks in various countries, the entangled interests of various factions, or what a certain person thought.

For him who already lives in this world, those are meaningless things.

They are free to believe what they want to believe or what they can see.

There is only one thing that really matters to both parties - that is, they have established a set of relatively fair trading rules in their long-term tacit cooperation.

In this rule, the player earns silver coins by working for him, and the economic system of each country recovers the silver coins from the player based on market pricing, and uses the silver coins to exchange them for high technology that can stimulate economic development.

This is a closed-loop chain.

When he throws out a great technology, the silver coin will rise. If he wants the silver coin to drop, it is enough to stop the auction for a few weeks or add some water to the technology.

As long as this chain continues in a stable cycle, it doesn't matter whether it is an extraterrestrial civilization or not.

Chu Guang believes that as long as he brings out the controllable nuclear fusion technology, even if he claims that he is God, many people will believe him.

It's just that it's too nonsense to make it up like this. If he can't pass the psychological test, he can't even convince himself.

It's better to mix truth with lies.

As for the calculated value of Planck's constant in the game world being smaller than that in the real world, this kind of thing is too professional for Chu Guang. At most, he only conceptually understands that the emission and absorption of electromagnetic waves are not continuous, but like There is a "frame rate" that is also emitted one by one.

As for the specific value, he may have to find a young researcher engaged in high-energy physics to find out.

Of course, whether this is necessary is another matter.

The survivors of the alliance will not be better off because Planck's constant is smaller.

However, it is possible to replace the ignition device of the reactor.

In the office of Alliance Building, Chu Guang met with Wang Zhengyi, a nuclear engineer at Dawn City Nuclear Power Plant.

The old man, who was already in his forties or fifties, had excitement written all over his face, and he spoke vividly, trying to convey the shock he felt when he was at the nuclear power plant site to the respected managers.

Although the old master talked for a long time without getting to the point, Chu Guang listened patiently to the end, and even asked the staff to pour him a cup of tea and talk slowly.

And it turns out that his approach was wise.

The old master who said that his mouth was dry picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It seemed that he couldn't remember what he had just said, so he immediately talked about the point he cared about most.

"...If cold start technology can be applied to our reactors to replace the outdated laser ignition technology, our energy efficiency can be increased by at least another 23%!"

Hearing this number, Chu Guang had a surprised expression on his face.

"23%? Does ignition require so much energy?"

Wang Zhengyi nodded and said seriously.

"Ignition is not a one-time operation. It needs to be re-ignited every time you fill the reactor with fuel... including shutdown for maintenance, etc."

"I see."

Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully, his eyes becoming more serious.

23% is theoretical data.

The actual value may be lower than this value, but it is still considerable.

Although the Alliance currently has only one large reactor on the surface, as power consumption increases, more reactors will be built sooner or later.

For example, in the South China Sea Alliance, Li Minghui has talked to him more than once about power supply. He hopes that the alliance can build another fusion power station in the south to reduce the cost of electricity in the southern sea area and surrounding areas.

The South China Sea Alliance mainly relies on imported power and fresh water from the Port of Chips. Although tidal energy and wind energy are also very useful, the maintenance costs of the facilities are there.

And power generation is also a big issue.

The pace of installation of ocean current power stations has not kept pace with economic growth in and around the southern seas.

For an emerging economy that is continuing to grow, renewable energy is destined to only be a supplement to non-renewable energy, and it is difficult to play the role of a pillar.

Especially in the future, the space elevator will be located in the southern sea area. By then, the local economy and production activities will definitely grow exponentially.

"What about the cost? Have you calculated it?"

Wang Zhengyi nodded cautiously.

"After doing the math, we need a budget of approximately 20 million silver coins to complete the technical update... But considering that we will need to build new reactors in the future, we think this expenditure is worth it."

Chu Guang nodded.

"Now that you have considered it, I have nothing to say. Of course, you still have to go through the process. You make a budget report and send it to the Ministry of Finance, and a budget review committee will be set up to work with you. "

Seeing the manager's support, Wang Zhengyi's face suddenly showed an expression of joy and he quickly nodded in thanks.

He was nervous for a long time before coming here, always worried that he would not be able to convince the manager, but he did not expect that the respected manager would be easier to talk to than he thought.

Looking at Mr. Wang who nodded in thanks, Chu Guang smiled and said.

"Thank you for anything. If I really want to say thank you, I'm going to say it to you on behalf of the alliance."

After a pause, he warned again.

"Of course, don't think that my nod is a certainty. The documents that need to be prepared must be prepared carefully. The budget review committee also has its own work, and they must be worthy of the citizens of the alliance who spend money to support them."

"Understood! I promise to complete the mission!" Master Wang said with a red face, as if he wanted to perform a military salute.

Chu Guang watched him leave the office with a smile, then turned on the holographic computer on his desk and flipped through his schedule.

The academy is really generous this time. With the support of these technologies, it is not difficult to build another or even several ideal cities in the wasteland.

As long as the survivors of the Alliance are given enough time, they can even rebuild a new world that is more prosperous than the old one.

But having said that, Chu Guang actually always had a premonition in his heart that was completely contrary to his intuition.

Sometimes, like other residents of the shelter, he always instinctively regards the ideal city as a reference for the era of prosperity, and regards the prosperity of the ideal city as the only criterion for measuring prosperity, but forgets that the criterion for measuring things is the Changing with the times.

Perhaps the intensive prosperity of the People's Union era has become history, and will probably not happen again for a long time in the future.

After all, the earth today is no longer the earth it was two centuries ago.

Ending the Wasteland Era is easy, but terraforming a planet is another matter.

The Alliance can defeat the Legion, but declaring war on mutant cockroaches or mutant rats would be a joke.

Not even just the ecology of the planet.

The people living on this planet are no longer the same people as before.

History has not only taught the wastelanders lessons, it has also completely changed their values ​​​​and philosophy of life.

These things will not only allow the reborn people to have a higher tolerance for alien environments, but will also actively push them to explore more distant worlds and passively disperse the infinite risks that accumulate along with infinite prosperity.

The children of the Alliance will be like seeds, centered on the solar system, spreading prosperity to several or even dozens of light-years, instead of building a city with prosperity of dozens of light-years.

Chu Guang had a very strong premonition.

In the distant future, the population of the Alliance will definitely exceed that of the former People's Federation, but they will not all be crowded into one home star like the people in the People's Federation era, but will be scattered to tens of thousands of planets and planets. space station.

If this is such a future, the experience of "building a large-scale laser array on the moon, generating electricity, and then sending the energy directly to the earth" is indeed outdated.

Discrete power stations are more conducive to the flexible allocation of resources and outward expansion, or are more suitable for the "settlement-style" development of wastelanders.

The disaster that happened to the Awami League may happen again, but it will never recover again.

Maybe in the distant future, people from the Workers' Association will go to Andromeda to replicate a giant stone city, and people from the South China Sea Alliance will go to the outside of the solar system to find an ocean planet to open up.

The end of the world?

The whole universe is full of human homes, why do we need to be afraid of that thing?

If you really can't, you can still go to an academy where you can hide in some corner of the universe and make a fortune quietly.

Unless there is a crisis that affects the entire universe, no disaster can take them away in one wave.

Thinking about what happened many, many years later, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.

"I wish I could see that day."

…

【Sad news! The conflict escalates! Zaid condemned the Mammoth Kingdom for occupying parts of Bird State and Yang State and creating border conflicts. He appointed Grove as the commander-in-chief and Yokal as the deputy commander, and marched north!

It is rumored that Gopal, the commander-in-chief of the Gray Wolf Army, had an informal dispute with Zaid over whether the time was right for the Northern Expedition. The fierce power struggle among Tiandu's top leaders may affect the frontline battle situation.

Mayor Yodu called on all parties to the conflict to remain calm and sit down for negotiations for the sake of their compatriots.

At present, the alliance has not expressed its opinion on this matter. The "Goblin Observer", which represents the opinions of the people in Dawn City, commented that at least the poor "Red Earth" escaped.

However, the "Daily Survivor" in New Sails Harbor holds the opposite view.

According to unreliable information, Tiandu had exchanged views with the Eastern Empire on issues related to red soil.

——"Survivor Daily" Golden Gallon Hong Kong Edition

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[The trial is over! A number of war criminals such as Jeffrey, the former Minister of General Affairs of the Southern Army, were sentenced to death. Hines, the commander of the "Iron Cross" rapid response force, and others were sentenced to life imprisonment. Yahui, the former governor of Yongye Port, and other minor war criminals were sentenced to 20 years in prison.

At present, the city of Avente has gradually restored order, and the reconstruction work in various urban areas has also begun. The port hoisting equipment from the South China Sea Alliance has been transported to the western port of the city of Avente.

Following the Alliance, the Wilante Alliance and the Enterprise, supplies from the Eastern Empire and the New United Federation are also entering the province of Batoya, and the city of Avent may have become a wrestling ground for the survivors of all parties.

(Picture: There is a long queue in front of the job market, and the words "Recruiting Marine Engineers, 30 silver coins per hour" and other words are printed on the most conspicuous sign)

——"Survivor Daily" Avente City Edition.

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At the entrance of the talent market in Yavent City, the endless crowds of people were just like the picture in the newspaper.

Looking at the endless stream of job recruitment points, a man with burn scars on his face stood in the queue with a somewhat uneasy expression.

The newspaper said that there was money-making work here, but besides shooting, he only knew how to drive a tank and couldn't do anything else.

The queue finally reached the front, and he hesitantly stepped forward to introduce himself. Before he could say anything, the staff at the recruitment point took the initiative to ask.

"name?"

The man swallowed, rubbed his hands and said.

"Bart...Bart."

The staff member in charge of recruitment pushed the form and pen in front of him.

"There are not ten but five people named Bart here... Okay, write down your last name and the jobs you know how to do, so we can help you find a suitable job."

Bart nodded hurriedly, picked up a pen and wrote his last name on the form.

When he saw the column where he was good at his job, he hesitated for a moment and finally wrote down his resume.

The staff's eyes lit up when they saw it.

"Can you drive a tank?"

"Yes..." Bart looked at the staff at the recruitment point alertly and nodded slowly.

The staff member did not call the guard as he expected, but patted him on the shoulder happily.

"Great, we just need someone to drive the excavator!"

Bart was stunned.

"Dig, excavator?"

"They all have caterpillar tracks anyway, right? And they're all produced in the Ravenka Industrial Zone. I believe you can do this job well!"

The staff member winked at him, and as he spoke, he involuntarily thrust a card that was much thicker than the military card into his hand.

"This is your work badge. Go to the address on the badge at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning to report. If you don't show up, it will be invalid."

"I'll definitely be there on time!" Bart quickly made a gesture, but saw that the man didn't look at him at all, so he hurriedly asked, "Is that all? Are there any other procedures?"

The staff member smiled and waved his hand.

"No, now is the time to employ people, as long as you have the hands and feet to understand their words. By the way, if you are in a hurry for money, you can take your work card to a bank outside the job market to apply for a relief loan. Your time The salary is 12 silver coins, and they will advance your salary for one week based on your hourly wage, and there will be no interest for the repayment within a month."

Another staff member next to him chimed in jokingly.

"He didn't finish what he said. In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have hands. We can pretend it for you first."

"That's not necessary..." Bart had never been treated so kindly before, and Bart looked at the two of them with some fear, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome, brother," the staff member patted his arm hard and grinned at him, "You have to look forward. I wish you can start a new life as soon as possible."

After thanking him again and again, Bart left the recruitment site in a hurry without further interruption.

He only felt that his steps were extremely light, as if he were floating in the sky.

The hourly wage is 12 silver coins!

If you work hard for a month, you might be able to earn 2,000 silver coins!

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In fact, there is no need to change it at all.

He couldn't wait to fly home and tell his dear wife and children the good news!

But just when he reached the door of the talent market, a man from Wilante in a coat stopped him.

"Hey, brother."

Looking at that unfamiliar face, Bart frowned slightly.

"……Do I know you?"

You could feel his alertness, but the man didn't pay attention and just smiled and talked to him.

"I have a more profitable job here, do you want to consider it?"

The expression on Bart's face became more alert and he said immediately.

"I won't do anything illegal."

"It's not illegal, but you have to risk your life, but I know this is nothing to you," the man smiled, lowered his voice and continued, "Borneo Province is at war, and instructors are needed there. You know, I can help You earn this number.”

As he spoke, he shook his two index fingers.

"20,000 silver coins a month."

Twenty thousand!

Bart looked at him in astonishment, and for a moment his heart was indeed moved.

But it was only for a moment.

He thought of his family and the past days. After hesitating for a moment, he finally shook his head.

"No."

He also realized to some extent that what he had done before was not glorious, let alone disgraceful.

He no longer wanted to go back to that kind of life.

There was a disappointed look on the man's face, but he didn't say anything, just shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, I'll ask someone else...if you change your mind and I haven't found anyone else yet, you can come back to me."

Bart nodded, but did not take the business card in his hand and hurried away with his work badge in his pocket...

Not far from the gate of the talent market, in a pub that sells beer at night and coffee during the day, Fang Chang, who was sitting by the window, compared two different copies of the "Survivor Daily" in his hands, and suddenly let out a heartfelt sigh.

"I remember that the manager of our shelter said that we should get many copies of the survivor's daily report, so as to ensure as much as possible that the survivor's daily report belongs to the survivor and will not be stolen by some kid someday after he leaves. Take it for yourself."

Dolly, who was sitting across the dining table, smiled, took a sip of coffee and said.

"But his good assistant didn't expect that someone would have already stolen the sign before he left?"

The newspaper office in Lavinka Industrial Area has been established and is on the right track.

After the liberation of the city of Avente, she

All reporters and editors are natives of the city of Avente, including Wilrants and survivors of other ethnic groups.

Listening to that pleasant voice, Fang Chang shook his head and spoke in a casual tone.

"Whether it counts as stealing is debatable, but we do see in the newspaper how different the world is."

The branches in Mammoth City, Xifan Port and Tiandu have basically been removed from the list of other newspapers. Even if they are reprinted, they will not be reprinted as news, but will only be used as news material.

The newspaper in New Sailor Port that was squatted is hovering on the edge of the blacklist... and the reason why it has not been listed is because of the "novice protection period" setting, and because the newspaper there can occasionally reveal something. Useful information cannot be completely regarded as Saren's personal trumpet.

As for whether the Survivor Daily sign had been stolen, Fang Chang tended to think not.

That thing was not from the alliance from the beginning, but a survivor's newspaper, so why did you steal it?

That is their own thing, and they lie continuously because they are liars, consciously or unconsciously.

As for whether the Borneo people were deceived, he was more inclined to think not.

To say why, maybe it's because he watched them get to this point bit by bit.

As the administrator said, this is criminal conspiracy.

What is foreseeable is that the punishment of fate has already arrived.

Dolly looked at him intently, then suddenly looked out the window and sighed softly.

"I just think they are obviously the victors, but they have to endure the suffering that the losers have never endured. This is too pitiful... Maybe there is a better way. And the war is over, so we can't think of ways to help Help them?"

"... We have given them enough aid, and I can't think of anything else to give them other than a profound lesson."

Fang Chang turned over a page of the newspaper in his hand, paused and said again.

"Besides, the war is not over...the murderer of that murder has not been caught yet."

"Are you talking about the enlightenment meeting?" Dolly's brows wrinkled slightly, and there was a hint of worry on her face.

She heard about what happened in the "Tower of the World" before, including the monster with twisted tentacles.

Fang Chang shook his head.

"Not only the Enlightenment Society, but also the heavenly beings who are suspected to be behind the Enlightenment Society... Of course, only the former has surfaced so far."

That little mouse from the Enlightenment Society...

The guy was running around with a Gauss rifle on his back and appeared to be wearing optical camouflage.

They don't know if this guy is still in the city, or if he has already ran out.

In addition, people from the Eastern Empire and the New Federation are also operating around the city of Avente, recruiting engineers and unemployed officers from the Southern Army under the guise of rescue, and dividing up the unfinished cards in Tire's hand.

It is worth mentioning that the Southern Army is not without high technology. At least it has made achievements in jet aircraft and missiles, but it is not as outstanding as metallurgical technology.

Moreover, the Enlightenment Society also used the residents of the shelter to help Tire train some high-tech talents.

When the final battle broke out, not all of these people were in the "Tower of the World" building, and there were also many lucky ones who survived.

However, compared to the threat from Lagrange points, Fang Chang felt that those spies recruiting talents were not much of a threat.

Even a little childish.

Anyway, the truly valuable talents have long been divided up by Dawn City and Triumph City, so you can take the remaining scraps if you want.

The alliance is no longer short of these two.

Just don’t make trouble when it’s critical when you’re full.

Seeing the hint of worry floating in her eyebrows, Dolly suddenly felt distressed and couldn't help but want to touch his head.

This guy worried about the Alliance all day long, even when he was around her.

"If there's anything I can do to help... you must tell me."

Facing the eyes that looked distressed for him, Fang Chang showed a soft smile on his face.

He didn't say anything embarrassing like "take care of yourself" or "just don't cause trouble". He just reached out and touched the cute little head.

"Yeah, definitely."