This Game Is Too Realistic

The gunshots and explosions in the underground garage finally subsided.

A man with animal skins on his body and a string of teeth hanging around his neck was dragged out from the entrance of the garage by two little players, one on the left and the other on the right.

Even though his body was covered in blood and his hands were tied, his mouth was still screaming.

Unfortunately, his actions were doomed to be in vain, and the players around him couldn't understand what he was saying.

As a war criminal, he will be sent to Dawn City to be tried under the new alliance law.

After that, what awaits him will be the gallows of justice.

Except for Foxya, a total of 282 looters who were stubbornly resisting were all killed.

It's not that no one wants to surrender, it's that there's simply no chance of surrender.

Cruel street fighting is like a rolling meat grinder, especially in the dark environment of the underground garage. Not to mention capturing any prisoners, it is already very good not to accidentally injure friendly troops, and no one will hold back.

Whether it was the death corps or the Yuanya tribe who took the lead, they all suffered a lot of casualties.

Looking at his subordinates who came out of the underground garage with disheveled faces, Yuan Ya's face was full of heartache.

In the brutal street fighting just now, his tribe has at least 20% of its staff reduced, leaving behind 200 corpses...

But when he saw Huya's miserable end, the heartache in his heart disappeared immediately.

This is a necessary sacrifice.

it's all worth it...

It is different from Yuan Ya who is struggling in his heart, and those cannon fodder who survived the catastrophe.

Although the players who came out of the underground garage suffered a lot of casualties, they had completely different styles of painting.

Troll yyds!

Indeed! Street fighting is too strong!

The melee combat of the LD-47 is still a bit weak, and the overpenetration against unarmored predators is too serious.

Actually, it's okay, right? Anyway, with one shuttle, one shot survived, and two shots fell.

Turn back and let the dog mosquito come out, damn it, the captured equipment is too difficult to refill ammunition!

+10086.

The surviving players exchanged their experience on the battlefield excitedly, and quickly reached a consensus on the same thing.

The new alliance needs to add a shotgun to the standard equipment for clearing trenches and underground bunkers!

And chlorine bombs.

Although this thing is not very humane, it doesn't matter in the game, of course it is how to use it.

What's more, without this thing, their gas masks are completely useless and useless.

While the players were bragging, the leather city paratroopers from the Jungle Corps walked over, caught a good brother and asked.

Where's Big Eye? Why didn't you come out with you?

As soon as they heard about Big Eye, everyone froze.

big eyes?

Hahaha!

You mean that fool who roasted himself? Hahahaha, no, let me laugh for a while.

Looking at the construction site boy and brick squatting on the ground laughing, the Picheng paratrooper was stunned for a moment, and his face changed instantly.

Fuck!

My flamethrower!

The player who was holding back the laughter, after hearing this sentence, also laughed out loud...

While the brothers of Piltover were mourning for their flamethrowers, the soldiers of the Second Corps were busy transferring the booty and slaves from the Fourth New District to the south of the city.

After seeing the photo sent by Chu Guang, Yin Fang said don't move, and then rushed over from Shelter No. 404 in Qingquan City.

Since there was no direct means of transportation, he first took the train along the way, and then took a truck transporting building materials in Qingshi County, and finally arrived at Xizhou before dark.

On the edge of Sixin District, the only entrance to the villa area that is not submerged by the lake.

Before the raft stopped, Yin conveniently jumped off the raft.

There was a rotten smell in the air, and there were flies flying by the side of the road. The whole area looked like rotting meat soaked in a stinking gutter.

Seeing the bloody graffiti and totems made of human bones around him, Yin Fang shivered subconsciously, and couldn't help complaining.

... Can people really live in this kind of place?

It's not like you haven't seen predators before. Standing beside him, Chu Guang had already turned on the air circulation device of the power armor, completely ignoring the unpleasant smell around him.

I have indeed seen it before, but now I have a new understanding... Yin Fang glanced enviously at Chu Guang's Power Armor, and continued, Where's that thing?

follow me.

After leaving these words, Chu Guang walked ahead and took Yin Fang back to Jin Ya's villa, all the way to the warehouse in the basement.

The loot in the villa has been emptied, but this underground warehouse is the only one left untouched.

A large number of parts are scattered in the warehouse, where you can see half-disassembled bionic robots, and some weird gadgets.

And the most conspicuous one is undoubtedly the gas tank-shaped device placed in the middle of the warehouse.

Its outer shell is orange, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of. Chu Guang studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what it was for.

But after seeing it, a joyful expression appeared on Yin Fang's face for an instant.

Gas tank for fuel rods! Sure enough! Thank goodness you didn't mess with this thing!

Gas tanks for fuel rods? !

Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and immediately said nervously.

Will it explode?

Fried? What are you thinking? How can it be so easy to trigger a fusion reaction, not to mention that this is the fuel rod of a third-generation reactor, which is safe from any angle... Of course, it is also extremely valuable.

Yin Fang went forward, squatted down in front of the gas tank-like device, found the interface, and connected it to the touchpad modified by VM.

After some operation, the screen lights up.

103.9 kilograms...unbelievable! Looking at the characters and numbers displayed on the touch panel, Yin Fang was so excited that his voice trembled.

103 kg what? Chu Guang asked reflexively.

Helium 3! 103 kilograms of Helium 3! Yin Fang excitedly stood up from the ground and looked back at Chu Guang, We're getting rich!

Hearing what Yin Fang said, Chu Guang subconsciously held his breath.

Although he had no idea about more than one hundred kilograms of helium-III, he could understand Yin Fang's last sentence of getting rich.

Swallowing, he continued.

100 kilograms of helium three... what does that mean?

What does it mean? Yin Fang took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and continued, Let's put it this way, a slightly better reactor can generate about 1 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity for one kilogram of Helium III! What do you think this means?

1000000000?!

1 ton of coal can generate about 3,000 kilowatt-hours of electricity.

So 1 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity... 330,000 tons of coal?

100 kg of helium is approximately equal to 33 million tons of coal?

Of course, this metaphor is definitely inaccurate and can only be used as a reference for easy understanding.

Looking at the gas tank in front of him... no, it should be said to be a fuel rod, Chu Guang felt a little dazed.

Happiness came too suddenly.

He didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

Yin Fang was the same, reaching out to caress the gas tank, with a trace of obsession written on his face.

I have been a prospector for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a rich and pure helium-3. It is really difficult to get some helium-3. The earth-moon flight has been stopped for more than 200 years... This good thing came from Where did you get it?

As he said that, Yin Fang looked at Chu Guang expectantly, obviously hoping to get an answer from him.

Unfortunately, Chu Guang didn't know how to answer this question.

...It's useless for you to ask me. I also want to know where I got this thing. When he said this, Chu Guang had a strange expression on his face.

According to the intelligence collected from the captives, the Ya clan's main trading partner was the Buguera Free State.

It is backed by the Great Rift Valley and is located in the transportation hub of the northern plains of the River Valley Province. In theory, anyone can do business there, and it is difficult to pinpoint the specific seller.

But then again, what kind of trouble is a looter buying this thing...

At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly noticed the booklet scattered aside, so he reached out to pick it up.

On the cover of the booklet is written a line - Running the Galaxy

What the hell?

After reading the title of this line, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then turned back, frowning slightly.

...

comics?

And it's a mecha theme.

Glancing at the scattered bionic parts on the ground and the iron frame leaning against the wall, Chu Guang suddenly understood something, and the expression on his face became subtle.

Good guy.

Is this going to build a Gundam? !

Looking carefully, what kind of container is there on the iron shelf? It is clearly a mechanical leg and arm placed horizontally.

It's just that because the workmanship is too abstract, he didn't recognize it at the first time.

Thinking of this, a picture appeared in Chu Guang's mind.

A disheveled man with a comic book from the pre-war era standing in front of an undeveloped baboon, selling some garbage he picked up from nowhere—

‘Brother, I see your bones are amazing. Here is a martial arts secret book. Since you and I are destined, I will sell it to you for 1 million dinars. '

It can only be said that one dares to sell and the other dares to believe.

What's wrong? Seeing Chu Guang staring straight at the corner, Yin Fang asked curiously.

Chu Guang shook his head.

nothing……

Since some people worship the black box as a god, it is not surprising that they mistake the comic books of the pre-war era for black technology manuals.

Looking at the orange gas tank again, Yin Fang said enviously.

100 kilograms of helium three... If you are in the academy, they will even exchange the materials of A-type technology with you.

Chu Guang: It's impossible to change. Compared with the A-class technology that I can't use temporarily, I need energy more.

Yin Fang nodded: Indeed, I don't recommend you sell it. With your current manufacturing level, it is already a miracle to be able to produce Class D technology. It's better to be pragmatic.

The higher the technical content, the higher the cost, the more complicated the process, and the more industrial chains involved.

In the current situation of the new alliance, the first priority is to develop productivity, and the second priority is high-tech.

A class D technology like solid hydrogen is not necessarily as easy to use as a class A technology like metallic hydrogen.

But in fact, what Chu Guang wants to complain about is, who said that it is a miracle that the new alliance can produce D-type technology?

According to the academy's classification standards for pre-war technologies, A3-type aerospace aluminum materials should be regarded as C-type technologies.

In other words, the industrial capabilities of the new alliance can already produce C-type technology!

Although only the same.

This gas storage tank should have been dismantled from the fuel rod... Although I don't know which idiot dismantled it, but fortunately, all the parts are here, so it's not a big problem to assemble it.

Looking at the materials scattered all around, Yin Fang continued.

The only thing left to do now is to find a way to find that reactor, and that shelter 101... Let me state first, I don't know how to fix that thing, I'm just a prospector, not a nuclear engineer.

Chu Guang said with a smile on his face.

Don't worry about this, I have already arranged for someone to look for it.

Really? That would be great.

Yin Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

What troubles him the most on weekdays is that whenever the manager in front of him encounters a problem related to technology, regardless of whether it is his professional field or not, he will always give him a solution.

What can he do?

Even in the same language, being able to read and write are two completely different concepts, let alone a complex and systematic project like a controllable fusion reactor.

... It will probably take a while to reassemble the fuel rods, can you find some people to help me transport the parts here? Looking around, Yin Fang pinched his nose and frowned, The smell here is too When I grow up, I don't want to work in this ghost place.

Not just great taste.

The environment here is almost like a haunted house. A normal person would not want to stay here for a long time.

no problem.

Chu Guang nodded his head, waved his index finger, opened the map casually, randomly selected a group of lucky players from nearby small players, and issued a task to help move things.

A total of 10 people are needed, and 10 silver, 10 tribute, and 50 points will be awarded for completing the task.

The pop-up window of the task almost just appeared, and it was gone in an instant.

Chu Guang suspected that these guys didn't even read the content of the task, and just took it without saying a word.

Click to see the task details.

Good guy, 9 out of 10 are agile.

This is too fast!

...Someone will come to help you later, I still have something to do, so I won't stay here any longer.

As soon as the voice fell, a line of light blue pop-up windows suddenly appeared in front of Chu Guang.

[Task: Recover the VM of the No. 101 shelter manager (require equipment number, DNA verification record to match the information registered in the database)]

[Reward: 3500 DNA sequences. 】

3500 activation codes!

When he saw the last line of task rewards, Chu Guang clenched his fists excitedly.

The 3,000 activation codes given by the B4 layer before opening are just about to be sent out.

With these 3,500 newly added DNA sequences, the upper limit of players in Wasteland OL will increase from 3,500 to 8,000!

It doubled directly!

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but said.

Sure enough, digging graves is the correct posture to become stronger!

But this excitement didn't last long, and Chu Guang calmed down just after half a minute.

Judging from the current information, Vault 101 is obviously not an unowned relic that has been abandoned for many years, but a shelter that is in operation.

That is, their managers are still alive.

So here comes the problem.

How to politely borrow a vital sign monitor from a surviving manager.

In a sense, this thing is equivalent to a person's black box.

It not only stores DNA information, but also has a high probability of storing work logs and personal privacy of users, which is equivalent to a smartphone in the 21st century.

Chu Guang thought about it empathetically, if someone planned to borrow his mobile phone, he would be 100% unwilling. No matter how clean the contents are deleted, there is always a way to restore them.

This task may not be that simple...

...

In a dark tunnel, a group of people held flashlights and moved forward while searching.

Two hours ago, the cattle and horse team received the follow-up task of [Fusion Reactor], and followed NPC Wang Zhong to find the entrance of No. 101 shelter.

Accompanying him was Lu Bei from the Guards Regiment, as the representative of the New Alliance in negotiating with Vault 101.

Five players spread out around, protecting two NPCs in the middle of the team.

However, this task was unexpectedly simple, and there were basically no difficult threats encountered along the way.

The most dangerous alien that everyone encountered was just a myriad that came in from nowhere.

In most cases, what they encountered were mutant mice and cockroaches...

Especially the former.

The entire Xizhou City has almost become the world of rats.

These little things are very weak in combat, and a grenade used to blow up one of them.

When you encounter a single person, you don't even need to shoot, and you can easily solve it by direct melee.

Kicking the corpse of a mutated mouse to the side, Ye Shi said helplessly.

We should have taken the hard man.

Quit smoking and scratched his head.

It's useless to bring him. When he subdues the rats in the entire tunnel, we can clear the entire map twice.

What is difficult for a strong man has shared the strategy on the official website. If you want to recover a mutant mouse, you first need to beat the opponent until the belly is exposed and admit defeat with bare hands.

In the same way, death claw players can theoretically regain death claws.

The premise is to convince the opponent.

Unable to understand the conversation of these people, Wang Zhong who led the way thought they were getting impatient, so he said hastily.

Just ahead, we'll be there soon!

Lu Bei, who was walking beside him, comforted him with a word.

Don't worry, just remember it carefully, and try not to go wrong.

Don't worry, my lord, I have walked this road many times, even if I close my eyes, I can find it! Wang Zhong swore.

A group of people continued to move forward and finally reached their destination.

Wang Zhong stopped in front of an iron door, reached out and knocked on it.

There was no response from behind the iron gate.

Wang Zhong looked anxious, and reached out to knock again.

Seeing the NPC's movements, Ye Shi said in a low voice.

How about we help him blow the door open.

Hearing this sentence, Fang Chang coughed lightly.

This is a mission with the label 'Only'. If you fail, you will lose the favorability of the faction. I advise you not to cause extra problems.

Quit scratched his head.

I think what Brother Ye Shi said makes sense. Didn't the residents of the shelter hide in the shelter? This door is not the entrance of the shelter, how could someone—

Before the words were finished, the iron door suddenly creaked and opened a crack outward.

A face poked out from the crack of the door.

Seeing Wang Zhong standing at the door, the man froze for a moment and said unexpectedly.

Wang Zhong? Are you still alive?!

Wang Zhong said with a smile excitedly.

What are you talking about? What do you mean I'm still alive? Could it be that the dead are talking to you?

I'm sorry...my expression was wrong, the man lowered his head and said in silence for a moment, Why did you come here?

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

I'm here to give you the good news, those barbarians have been dealt with!

Already... been cleaned up?

There was a surprised expression on the man's face, as if he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a group of unfamiliar faces following Wang Zhong, and the expressions on their faces immediately became alert.

These people are...

Lu Bei, the commander of the New Alliance Guards Corps.

Stepping forward and giving a military salute, Lu Bei took the initiative to introduce himself.

Wang Zhong, who was standing at the door, followed suit.

It was they who helped us drive away the looters, cured my wife's illness, and are now leading us to rebuild our homeland. By the way, the leader of the new alliance is the manager of Vault 404. Don't worry, they are all a good person!

When Wang Zhong said this, it was from the heart.

Before the people from the new alliance came here, they lived a life without a second meal.

Not a single person in their colony had died of starvation since the men of the New Alliance came.

However……

It's just how he feels.

Staring at the soldier next to Wang Zhong, the eyes of the man standing behind the door were filled with suspicion, as if he didn't believe what he said, and he didn't continue to speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

At this moment, Fang Chang suddenly took a step forward, with a friendly smile on his face, and greeted him in a non-standard human language.

...We are residents of Vault 404, from the same era as you, and it is a pleasure to meet you again... fellow citizens.

In order to say this sentence completely, he typed the draft in his stomach for a long time, but he still stuttered in the end.

Lao Bai who was standing aside couldn't help covering his face, and Kuang Feng, who had been silent all this time, also sighed.

People didn't believe that you were from the refuge, and you still want to show off your half-baked couplet.

If you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut!

Ye Shi whispered something.

...I knew we should wear the novice suit.

The wind nodded.

It's really careless.

Maybe it's because the charm value of the hidden attribute is not enough, and the judgment to trigger the plot actually failed.

But at this moment, a miracle happened.

The man stared at Fang Chang carefully for a while, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he actually believed his nonsense.

...you do look a lot like those guys, though you're not wearing the blue coats.

Those people? Fang Chang was slightly taken aback.

Of course I'm a resident of the shelter, the man opened the door. Let me introduce myself. My name is Triss, a resident of Camp 101, an employee employed by Shelter 101...

And, those who are protected.

——

(Thanks to the leader of Sister Zai Lin for the reward!!)