This Game Is Too Realistic

It's not just Niyang who is worried about the students, but also Meng Jie, the president of Mammoth University.

The situation in Mammoth City has been turbulent recently, and Mammoth University, founded by Niyan, has been pushed to the forefront.

In particular, the negative stance of Daily Survivor on the conflict incident has aroused the anger of students and progressive people. Now they not only demand that Lacy explain the dam incident, but also ask Lacy to pay tribute to the three people who died. One student and two family members are responsible.

Now they are all family.

Including those elders of the Yue Clan resistance army who were marginalized by the Lashi authorities.

When Lacy was able to capture Mammoth City, he relied on the strength of the Yue Clan at home and abroad. He was even a Yue Clan member.

It is precisely because of this that it is destined that he will not be able to completely cleanse these elders, and he can only push them to the edge far away from the center of power - unless he wants to fight against all the forces at home and abroad of the Moon Tribe, and even within the alliance. The radicals who sympathized with the Yue tribe broke out.

The price is too high...

On the contrary, those elders who were excluded from the inner circle had no scruples. After all, they had nothing to lose.

Maybe it can prevent a civil war.

They have no interest in competing with Absek for the three northern states or even Tiandu. It is enough to keep the three acres of Mammoth State.

If by then he has gained a reputation as a defender of peace, he would be very happy to join the Alliance.

After all, the managers of the alliance have always had the same attitude -

You Borneos, calm down and stop killing your own countrymen.

So when they saw the opportunity to wrest power from Lacy, they both jumped out like wolves and turned against their Great Moon King.

The vigorous wave quickly swept across the city, and there was no room for a quiet desk.

In order to prevent the teaching field from turning into a battlefield, Meng Jie could only temporarily close Mammoth University.

This kind of behavior is obviously unpalatable to both sides for him personally.

The Mammoth authorities expressed their disappointment at his unwillingness to help stabilize the situation, and indulgence was not a sign of support. The students thought that he had succumbed to the authority of the mammoth authorities, a pug who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and a swaying wallflower.

But these are trivial matters.

Mammoth University was entirely financed by Niyan himself and did not originally rely on the finances of the Mammoth authorities. At most, it received some help from Lacy when it was first opened.

As for those children, it was enough to scold him. If he was not even afraid of death, how could he be afraid of a few spittles?

No matter how fiercely those children scolded, they would not fight against their teachers.

The impact of family members on Mammoth City is not big enough to make people lose their minds.

Although Meng Jie was really stunned when he saw those family members jumping out.

When he didn't notice, those guys were already everywhere...

In this precarious stall, a piece of news suddenly shocked the entire Mammoth City.

Niyan is dead.

Mr. Rat, who wrote Red Earth and lit the first lamp of enlightenment for the survivors of Borneo, was actually exhausted to death...

…

The study room of my own residence.

Meng Jie, who was reading the newspaper, first shed tears silently, and then suddenly covered the bridge of his nose and his shoulders twitched.

When the maid at home saw it, she silently came up and poured him a pot of hot tea.

Seeing a few tea leaves floating on the tea cup, his emotions suddenly became unbearable and he began to sob silently.

Why is it you who left...but it's you...

I can't believe that this man is so blind that he can't see these common people!

The maid was at a loss for a moment. She didn't know if she had done something wrong. She stayed aside and didn't know if she should comfort her with words or remain silent.

But Meng Jie did not remain immersed in sadness for too long.

Looking at the tea leaves given to him by his friends, he thought of his unfinished business, his pregnant wife, and many, many things...

...When a person dies, everything ends.

He looked up at the ceiling, sighed, and finally made up his mind. He took out the letter and wrote the resignation letter that he spent 5 minutes conceiving. Then he carefully folded the letter and stuffed it into an envelope.

Send it to the school office for me, and then go to the pier to buy two tickets for the boat to Silver Moon Bay, buy the one that leaves tonight... If you are willing to go with our family, buy one for yourself, we don't I will fail you.”

Okay, sir. The maid nodded hurriedly, then quickly walked out of the study with the envelope.

The situation in Mammoth City has been uneasy recently, and she can feel that something is wrong every time she goes out to buy groceries.

Maybe a disaster is coming...

Anyway, her parents left early and she didn't have many relatives, so she might as well just follow someone with ideas.

Meng Jie walked out of the study and happened to see his wife coming down the stairs holding her belly.

Upon seeing this, he quickly stepped forward and helped his wife down.

Why did you get up so early today?

I couldn't sleep anyway, so I just wanted to get up and see you. His wife looked into his eyes, as if she saw something, and asked with some sadness, Are you going on a business trip again?

Meng Jie was silent for a while and sighed.

It's not a business trip, it's a move. We all have to go.

The wife was stunned for a moment.

Moving? The house has just been decorated, where are we moving to?

If we didn’t move during the war, why do we have to move now...

She didn't understand, but her husband didn't look like he was joking.

Meng Jie took a deep breath and spoke to his wife in a gentle and patient tone.

Something big is going to happen here. Let's go to Silver Moon Bay first. We'll be safe when we get there. Then I'll also visit my mentor to see if I can use the alliance's relationship to try to save some people... If it doesn't work, that's it, we'll do it. You can’t always make things difficult for your friends.”

His mentor is Ms. Han Mingyue from the Alliance Institute of Social Sciences.

Although the Alliance Social Science Research Institute is not as well-known as the Biological Research Institute and the Scientific Expedition Team, the reports it writes can still appear in the desk drawers of alliance managers.

The wife frowned slightly.

How long will it take to leave this time?

Meng Jie shook his head.

It's hard to say, maybe I can come back, maybe I can't.

The wife nodded.

I'll go with you, but can you tell me what happened? Did Laci want you to do something again, or were those students forcing you to express your position again-

None of them, Meng Jie shook his head and said, This time Rowell should be Zaid, Sawa...maybe there are others we don't know, but it doesn't matter who they are, we have already lost. ”

This is an invisible war.

It was a contest between the Borneos and feudalism itself.

In the words of Stonehenge survivors, Bohr is the ghost hovering over Master Stephen, and the reverse is also true - Mr. Stephen is also Bohl's ghost.

As for feudalism, it is the ghost of the Borneo people themselves. This kind of ghost cannot be killed with guns, and their society has not yet developed a force that can compete with feudalism.

Instead, due to the bloodbaths again and again, the feudal people who were killed again and again absorbed the power of civilization and evolved into a monster that none of them had ever seen.

Not only can the monster speak human language, but it also looks like a human being. It can even blend in with the crowd and pretend to be a force for progress. It wants to fight side by side with the young guys and knock down a thousand pillars of the City of Thousand Pillars. Under the banner of breaking the shackles, break the backbone of the Borneo people.

If feudalism could be destroyed by killing an emperor, then they should have declared victory when Wu Tuo died.

However, the final result was the emergence of Janusz who has an international perspective and shouted I can also trust the alliance.

Now that Yanoush is dead, not even a year has passed before another Zaid appears who is one step further than Yanoush, proficient in thick black science, and even more ruthless.

Meng Jie didn't dare to think about how terrifying the next monster would evolve into if Zaid died.

... Let me tell you something that my students don't like to hear. If Lashi wants to be called emperor, I will oppose it with both hands and support it in my heart. He is too murderous, but which emperor in Kaitian is not murderous? He runs education and industry. , he has the ability to manipulate both sides externally, and if he can tolerate it internally, his whole family will not be killed after just scolding him. If it is really left to history to evaluate, he must be a wise king. Only such a person can be like a hypocrite. Higher.

As for feudalism... when productivity and production relations progress together, when people's minds really become enlightened, and when another progressive force that can check and balance feudalism and truly exist is born on the land of Borneo, It was no longer a large-scale performance art performance, so it was naturally eliminated.”

“That day may be in the distant future, and by that time, no matter which governance method we choose, history will be moving forward.”

…

Central Yangzhou.

Hearing the news of Tiandu's emergency, Isher was extremely anxious, but he could still calm down and issue orders for the time being.

The railway was demolished by local villagers, and all the materials in the train were removed by bandits who broke them into pieces.

His subordinates arrested several people for questioning. Those people only said that the superiors wanted to demolish it, but they could not tell who the superiors were.

Without the railway, it was already too late to make a hasty march to Tiandu.

The Wolf State to the north of the Snake State has the road network left by the Southern Army, and it's not just the road network... those gray wolves might have taken over the Southern Army's equipment!

Including trucks, and those artillery pieces that can maneuver quickly through trucks...

Thinking of the possibility of encountering Conqueror 10 on the plains, a drop of cold sweat broke out on Isher's forehead.

Even the Alliance cannot use mountain divisions to attack armored divisions.

After all, he is just a commander. It is impossible to conjure non-existent troops out of thin air and let his soldiers stab the tanks with fire sticks.

He now has two options left, either go north and switch to Lacy, or continue going south and bang his head against the wall.

One of the two is the middle strategy, and the other is the worst strategy.

As for the best solution...

He can think of it, but he will never choose it.

Just when Isher was hesitant, an officer hurried into the tent, stood at attention and performed a military salute.

Report! The 110,000 troops have entered our field of vision! They should be coming from the direction of Shizhou by train!

Hearing the news, Isher was not surprised at all, but the hanging stone fell to the ground.

That makes sense.

The entire Northern Field Army has been infiltrated by the Family Association, and even high-level officials like Yokal have been instigated to become Family Members.

Is it because of the fifty-two Firebolt self-propelled artillery?

Absek established the Northern Field Army, and asked Yokal to leave the treasures snatched from the army to the recruits of the 50th, 51st, and 530,000th troops.

Yokal has always been worried about this. Every time he suffered a defeat, he thought about the fifty-two cannons. He blamed himself for not being able to keep the money, but he also didn't think about whether those things could run up the mountain.

Just such a small or big thing may have made him hate it in his heart.

But there might be other opportunities.

Anyway, none of these things matter anymore.

At this moment, Isher couldn't help but think, if these fifty-two cannons could travel through time and space and come back to him, he wouldn't have to be a lonely bear banging his head against the wall.

Contact the 110,000th Army headquarters for me.

Yes! The officer gave a military salute and walked out of the military tent.

Isher also stood up and went to the tent where the radio was.

The distance between the two parties is already very close, and they can be directly connected by radio, but it's just a bit risky.

But the risk is worth it.

Isher noticed that the young man standing next to the phone was a little nervous, so he smiled and comforted him.

Don't be afraid, that guy Yokal is my subordinate. Even if he wants to fall out with me, he has to listen to what I have to say, and he won't fuck me in the middle of what I say... Then I won't let him go even if I'm a ghost. he.

The young man nodded, but still had a nervous expression on his face and stared straight at him.

Isher patted his trembling shoulder, found the phone, sat down in advance, took a deep breath, grabbed the phone, and shouted sternly.

Jokal, what do you mean!

The old leader still has some residual power.

Shocked by the roar for two seconds, Yokal, who was holding the phone, almost stood up and gave a military salute, and then cursed after reacting.

What do I mean? What do you mean?

Isher said angrily: Speak clearly first! Who asked you to leave your post without permission! What are you doing here!

Leaving your post without permission? I've taken down the position you haven't taken down for a month...

Halfway through the conversation, Yokal saw that the officers next to the telegraph were peeking at him. He blushed and glared at them, and then changed the subject in a confused way.

The order from the commander-in-chief of the Shezhou War Zone... Don't care who gave the order! Anyway, the level is higher than yours! I'm here for no other reason than to stop you from doing stupid things! I'm telling you, leave your war zone without permission... …You are treason!”

Hearing this, Isher smiled.

This guy is still the same, talkative and unable to explain his reasoning.

Someone had arranged his words for him, but he could still speak so incoherently and awkwardly.

Thinking that even this common man who only knew how to fight was being forced to start talking about politics, Isher felt half bitter and half sad.

Yokale... I don't ask who ordered you. I just ask you, will you follow me?

Without waiting for his answer, Isher continued.

You come with me. Once you win this battle, I'll keep my word and I'll teach you how to chase after a female student.

Hearing such off-key words on such a serious occasion, Yokal was so nervous that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I...is there something wrong with you, my mother-in-law? When did I say that I wanted you to teach me, and I am a powerful captain, but I still need you to teach me how to pick up girls? I will return this to you. You come with me today, I I’ll give you ten female students! No, twenty! I’ll let you choose!”

Isher smiled softly.

Then I can't leave with you. If I leave with you, my fight will be in vain.

Yokal's eyes widened, his hand holding the phone trembled, and he roared.

You're so crazy. Do you know how many there are there?! Eight hundred thousand! A total of eight hundred thousand! Every one of them is fat and strong, with big arms and round waist. I stand with them like a beggar. You What are you using to fight them! Are you using your fourteen or fifteen-year-old child soldiers! Their armored units can line up from the south to the north of Saifan Port! I only saved up the artillery after fighting for a year, what the hell There are so many of them if they just pick up an army of ten thousand people! They can drown us with cannonballs!

You said you can fight, how many uses can you have! Do you really think you are a god! Duwata, Nigli... Which one of them can't pull out a bigger thing than you? Even they are scared! Just You are noble! You are amazing! Just pull your imaginary alliance and fight them in an all-out war! It’s best to leave no one alive here!”

Holding the phone, Isher smiled and only asked one question.

Are you envious?

Yokal's eyes turned red.

I... I'm not envious! I'm not a coward! I can't even look down on you, a cowardly mouse, let alone those fat pigs, but I can't watch you die! You should die in the north! Die in Weiwei At the hands of the Weilant people! You can’t! You don’t want to die in Tiandu! You are a hero, you’d better die at the hands of the Weilant people! We can still save you!”

I am actually not as great as you think. You may have forgotten...

Isher was about to say something, but was rudely interrupted by Yokal.

The straightforward guy had never begged anyone before, but now he seemed to be on his knees, using a pleading tone.

Surrender... I've found everyone I can find. Shah Rukh even instigated the 'Butcher' to rebel! Abu Saik has lost!

Hahahaha! Butcher...you mean Pikli? The coward who talks about his son all day long and whose eggs are pinched by Duwata? The pig who follows the alliance and picks up human heads? You come back alive from the Lion State? Isn’t it true that Yudono’s old subordinates despise that thing the most? Why are you still counting on him now?”

Isher suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, almost bursting into tears.

But even that elm head turned against Absek, and this was indeed a dead end.

For some reason, Isher suddenly remembered the commander of the imperial army who died in battle in front of the gate of the Heavenly Palace.

Wu Tuo had all run away, but that guy was still guarding the palace gate, looking coldly at the young man who claimed to be the King of Heaven.

He didn't understand it before, he just thought that the person was not smooth enough and not as smart as himself.

But now, standing in a familiar position, he suddenly understood.

What he defends is not Abu Saike, not even the newly established Borneo State, nor even the people living on this land...

What he defends is just his wishes, his ideals, what he thinks is right and is willing to die for it.

Even if this wish is not actually what all Borneos desire from the bottom of their hearts...

They were not deceived by anyone at all.

Janusz is the King of Heaven that they fear, fear, and long for from the bottom of their hearts!

Only he can awaken the desire deep in their hearts to knock their compatriots to the ground!

When you want to kill someone, whether the curry is spicy or sweet can be used as a reason, so why worry about not being able to find a reason?

The reason why the federation can barely maintain its unity is not because of the alliance at all.

It’s just because the Weirant people didn’t leave...

Finally laughing enough, Isher took a deep breath, and the expression on his face gradually became colder.

Jokal, I'll help you! The Northern Field Army doesn't have a bunch of cowards like the 110,000th Army! I, Isher, the Jungle Rat, don't have subordinates like you! Bah--! The 30th Thousand Soldiers are firing at you. !”

Yokal was stunned.

It wasn't because of Isher's swearing or verbal attacks, but because for the first time, this guy used a tone other than self-deprecating to pick up the nickname Jungle Rat printed on the wanted poster.

They have not dealt with each other since the millstone of flesh and blood where the river turned, but now he wants to fulfill himself...

The 1.8 meter tall man shed tears in an instant, his eyes were red and swollen with blood, and he yelled desperately into the phone.

Damn it! Don't do anything stupid! Come back to Tiandu with me! I will protect you from death! You should think about your female students...and your special mother is a bachelor, so why don't you do it for the 30,000th person? Think about it, brothers in the human team! They have families after all!

Hahaha! You bastard! You just finished the fight and you can't carry the knife? We'll see what happens on the battlefield.

Isher hung up the phone decisively, sat on a chair and straightened his collar, and then looked at the young man with trembling shoulders - the correspondent of the 30,000th team.

This time, he just said it in a very soft voice.

My female student gave it to you, you go ahead and do it.

His heart was clear, and the young man fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, crying.

Sir! Just surrender! Outside... the entire communications team belongs to us! We have all lost! I beg you! Don't die!

Get up! Look at your worthless look. You were kneeling when the Wilantes didn't come, and you're still kneeling after the Wilantes left! I don't have a useless soldier like you in our 30,000-man army!

Isher scolded him with wide eyes.

He didn't want to ask how they were bribed, and there was no need to think about it at all.

The Weiland people have families, and these young men also have their own weaknesses. They just need to control them a little.

Those people didn't have to pay anything extra, they just had to do the same thing as Janusz and divide the things they robbed. Niyan's assessment is right, they are the same, that's true.

The young man got up from the ground and looked at the officer with red eyes, with snot hanging on his chin from crying.

He also didn't expect that the captain of the communications team, whom he regarded as his family, would say such cruel words as Kill if necessary and leave such a cruel thing to one of his recruits.

Why let him do such a cruel thing!

That's his commander!

Hero of the Northern Front!

A Valeantian’s nightmare!

No matter what, he couldn't put his hand on the gun at his waist. He would rather aim it at his own head!

I beg you! Run! I will take you out! I will tell them... you are dead!

Isher laughed, looked at the crying young man, and said in a soft tone.

You are too young. What will you do if I run away? I said I would take you home, and I will definitely let you live.

Let's do it.

He won't run away again.

I can't run anymore.

He had already run from the church in Sisail Harbor to here. Where could he go if he ran again?

After all, he was just a little mouse, but he was lucky enough to sit in the position of commander-in-chief of the Northern Field Army.

This is his home after all.

If the person who wants his head is a Paro, then take it.

He only felt sorry for Mr. Melgio and the old nun in the church who taught him how to read and read newspapers. He did not have his own parents, they were just like his parents.

It was a pity that he didn't have the chance to pray there again, but it seemed good to go back to the Silver Moon Goddess to confess. He hadn't had time to say hello to her for a whole year.

By the way, Mrs. Margery should be giving birth to her second child with her husband soon. The cute little Ruby will soon have a companion... although the promise of goodbye can no longer be fulfilled.

And Anwo.

That idiot who had half his foot in the coffin and was used as a gun by others is doing well as a diplomat in Golden Gallen Port, at least he doesn't have to pour into the muddy water of Tiandu...

It's really fun to say.

I don’t know who will still remember that the cause of all this is just an honest and short-lived ghost.

A group of dock workers thought about their fate, and finally felt sad and wanted to ask for an explanation for Orisa's family.

After all, 800 dinars for a life is too much to think about... Let's make up for it at least four figures.

Perhaps Absek himself did not expect that they would be dragged into the whirlpool and walk such a long and troubled road, but when they looked back, they would still be in the same dry well.

But the people he knew were pretty nice.

After thinking about it for a long time, I have no regrets.

…

Arctic Circle.

The cold wind howled.

It seems that the only place that still records the early years of the Wasteland Era is here.

The map of Wasteland OL is larger than expected. No matter how far you go from home, you will never be bored.

In the middle of an igloo, two girls wearing thick winter clothing and a furry female bear were surrounding a two-meter-tall snowman. Next to them were a circle of curious children squatting.

Not long ago, the Knights of the White Bear completed a thrilling adventure.

In a corner of the wasteland that the respected administrator could not see, they defeated Frankenstein, who was preparing to use mind control and cloning technology to control the clone bear army to conquer the world, and liberated the Arctic villagers who were enslaved by his evil beliefs!

Well, Sisi was very doubtful about whether this guy had a chance to conquer the world.

At least in the River Valley Province, there may not be any need for managers to take action. Neeko alone can feast on them.

In short, the incident is over. They have obtained the DNA of many endangered species before the war, and may be able to recover the rare animals that were eaten to extinction in Borneo.

By the way, this Arctic village actually has its own name, but because the name is too long to fit into the tail, Aba Aba is always pronounced with the wrong syllables, and the locals have no choice but to accept these outsiders using it. Arctic villagers called them.

In addition, this is nominally the territory of the Northern Empire, but the Wilantes only built an outpost to mine some natural oil and gas and things similar to flammable ice, and did not care much about local affairs.

But those little details don't matter anymore.

The important thing now is to leave something to prove that they were here before leaving here to start the next adventure!

Sisi didn't have any ideas, Rourou's brain wasn't very bright, and sesame paste wasn't good at all, so it was Tails' turn to appear.

This guy suddenly had an idea and came up with a bad idea - build a snowman for the heroic Rourou!

Ever since, a group of people were busy building a snowman in the middle of the igloo where the cold wind was howling.

Although Sisi doubted how long the snowman would last, the expectant eyes of those children made her suddenly give up the utilitarian idea.

In fact, there is no need to stay long.

Teach these children how to build a snowman, and the next time they build a snowman, they will naturally remember that a group of brave shelter residents traveled across the mountains and came here to save them from the evil Frankenstein. down.

Looking at the harmonious scene from a distance, Sisi couldn't help but reveal a rosy smile on his calm face.

It seems pretty good to be written into a fairy tale...

Congratulations, congratulations.

But at this moment, a short mournful cry sounded, and the snowman that had been piled more than three meters high collapsed.

Save the snowman!

Ahem! giao! You guys should save the tail!

Awei, don't move! We can still save you!

Ah, bring me a scarf...

AWSL!

Seeing that the bear that was about to be covered was gone, the children all screamed and hurriedly went to save the snowman, but it was too late.

Fortunately, the adult next to him ran over, stopped Rourou from trying to cover the snowman, and fished out the tail trapped in the snowdrift.

Are you okay? The villager, who was as strong as a bear, patted the snow on her shoulder and said with a worried look.

Ah, it's okay... the injury to my tail is much more serious than this. This little bump is nothing.

Taili waved his hand nonchalantly, turned around and slipped away to the side of the snowdrift, and continued to work hard to rescue him with Sesame Paste, Rourou and a group of children.

Several villagers looked at each other, scratched the backs of their heads, and the expressions on their faces became even more respectful.

Tails didn't care what they thought, she just wanted to save the snowman at the moment.

Unfortunately, they only managed to save a round body in the end.

Collapsed...

Don't be sad, there's nothing you can do about it...

It's all your fault. I should have told you that such heavy claws can't be suspended in the air! It's better to stick it on the ground!

...Gu! Yes, it would be nice if the pile was smaller.

Sisi, who came from a distance, squatted down and studied for a while, shook his head and sighed.

...It's hopeless, just pile up another one.

Woo...

Sesame paste hugged his knees with a frustrated look on his face and sat in the corner drawing circles.

Although he always said that he could do anything and go anywhere, this guy was always the one who tried the hardest but couldn't get out the most.

Tails hugged her warmly from behind and touched the pair of cat ears hidden in the hat.

Oh... My condolences, Tails will be with you.

Rourou also came over, put his thick bear paws under her thick gloves, and said in a humming voice.

Let's pile up another one. I will definitely keep an eye on Ah Wei this time!

Upon hearing this, Tai Tai was immediately unhappy.

Giao! Why do you blame A Guang for throwing the blame whenever something goes wrong? He is obviously the mastermind behind it!

Seeing the two pairs of live treasures bickering, Sesame Paste burst into laughter, and Si Si also held his stomach and laughed.

Someone far away in the Rift Valley sneezed, rubbed his nose and muttered.

Who is scolding me again...