This Game Is Too Realistic

Official website forum.

The members of the Cattle and Horse Squad who went offline in advance chatted on the gossip board.

The reason was that Brother Ye Shi’s reply to the announcement on the official website was accidentally seen by an acquaintance. In order to justify that he was not giving it for nothing, but because the difficulty design of the map was too outrageous, he made a post on the gossip section, describing how dangerous the situation was at that time .

Just when Ye Shi was talking about thousands of drones besieging them in the building, and how he would fight and retreat to cover his teammates' evacuation, the ID of Kuangfeng suddenly appeared in the post.

Kuangfeng: I was wondering if it would be too boring for you to come down alone, but I didn't expect you to be listed on the official website. (Squint eyes)

Tyrannosaurus Warrior has been blackened: Hahaha! I know it's fake!

Yes, little rebel: I expected it! None of these Europeans can speak reliably!

The replies below the post were flooded with laughter.

Although 90% of the people who pour water on the forum at this point have never entered the game, it does not prevent them from booing.

These hateful European emperors!

eat me a spear!

Of course, Ye Shi ignored the ridicule from the cloud players. With a move of his index finger, he changed the display settings to Only view the replies of beta testers.

This is a new function developed by Guangge in previous versions.

The world is instantly clean.

Ye Shi, who pretended nothing happened, continued typing.

Fuck?! The wind? Why did you come down?

Gale: After we recovered Luo Yu's VM, we were going to return along the same route, but when we left the building, we encountered a large number of evolutions...

The wind briefly described the situation at that time.

Not long after they left the building, a dozen slime-mold-infested biped robots followed them.

Although the weapon systems of these robots have been paralyzed, the mutant slime molds endowed them with new weapons - tentacles.

Then there are snails who use the maglev carriages as snail shells in the middle of the road, and slime monsters who are uglier than Zack fill the entire alley.

In comparison, what kind of eaters and crawlers are simply weak!

Same with those slime mold drones.

The combat modes of most slime mold fruiting bodies can be summarized into three stages: rushing into the target, melee combat, and eating organ bite.

Some evolutionary bodies with maternal characteristics can assimilate heretics into their own units by injecting spores into the heretics body.

A very small number of aliens rely on corrosive liquid or self-explosion to damage the target, but most of these aliens exist in the form of traps, and their mobility is very weak.

These fighting methods sound a little primitive, but it is this primitive fighting method that caused great trouble for the team that went deep into the third ring.

The vitality of the slime mold species is ridiculously strong, and its HP is more than one zero more than that of the player.

After merging with the high-tech products of the Prosperous Era, those evolved bodies have obtained powerful hard protection capabilities and a maneuvering method that transcends ordinary things.

And this also caused those evolutionary bodies to look like Yuanli warriors, and each one's fighting power was ridiculously strong.

...In short, fortunately, we didn't encounter any monsters wearing power armor like the Corrupt Knight. We rushed to the extraction point immediately after recovering the mission props.

However, there was an accident on the way back. As expected, the intelligence department's athletic ability is still a bit weak... Well, the basic situation is like this.

Compared with Ye Shi's exaggerated narrative style, the physics professor's speech is more reliable. It's just that for the specific cause of his death, Feng Feng only briefly mentioned it, and refused to elaborate.

Luo Yu: Hey, it's too miserable.

Ye Shi: Then your mechanical arm...

Feng Feng: I asked Fang Chang to cut off my arm.

Ye Shi: Awesome!

Although it is a basic operation, being able to say such words with a calm face is also very strong in a sense...

At this moment, the ID of quitting smoking suddenly appeared

Good guy, it's okay if you've been chatting for hundreds of floors!

Ye Shi: Damn! Why did your physique come down?

Quit smoking: Hey, don't mention it. I touched the corpse with my hands, but it didn't cool down, so it rushed over, and I was gone!

Gust: ...

Quit smoking: Cough, don't worry... Lao Bai and Fang Chang should be fine, we were not far from the evacuation point at that time.

Kuangfeng: Hey, my request is not high...just as long as there is one person alive.

Feng Feng, who has always been reticent, couldn't help but pray for his teammates this time.

It doesn't matter what experience, but the equipment must not explode.

Diligent and thrifty housekeeping is a trait shared by every Wasteland OL player.

In fact, it's not that the players don't want to spoil it, the key is that there is no such condition.

Mass-produced products such as the LD-47 assault rifle are okay, if they break down, just buy one, but some weapons with [rare] or even [special] prefixes, if they explode, they don’t know where to buy them!

In terms of dog planning, considering the risk of the task and deciding whether to use high-value equipment is itself a part of the game.

The post went viral quickly.

Seeing that the entire server's T0 combat power was being abused so badly by the aliens in the third ring, the players and cloud players in the post started a new debate.

Does the future of the version lie in gene enhancement or in mechanical ascension...

...

While the discussion in the post was in full swing, the two surviving members of the Ox and Horse Squad finally returned to Dawn City under the escort of Brinkman and his teammates.

The harvest this time is quite amazing.

The cattle and horse team not only brought back the VM of the missing pilot, the tissue samples of the slime mold variant in the third ring road of Qingquan City, but also brought back a large number of illustrated books and wreckage of the evolved body!

Especially the latter.

Not only can it enrich the setting collection of the official website of Wasteland OL, so that cloud players can eat more cakes, but also provide a lot of research materials for the scientific research team.

The remains of those evolved bodies are like pieces of living fossils.

They use their bodies to record the form and working methods of high-tech products in the era of prosperity.

This will undoubtedly be of great help to the new alliance whose scientific research relies entirely on archaeology!

Because Yin Fang was repairing the fuel rods in Xizhou City, and he couldn't come back for the time being, Chu Guang temporarily sent these samples to the medical laboratory and handed them over to Heya for research.

On Yin Fang's side, Chu Guang asked him to help analyze the pilot VM's data.

Regarding Luo Yu's crash, Chu Guang always felt a little strange.

Especially based on the pilot's own description on the forum, he was convinced of his guess.

That glider did not crash by accident.

It was shot down by something...

Without waiting for a long time, Yin Fang quickly completed the analysis of the data.

In the communication channel, he spoke.

Let you guessed it right, your little plane was shot down, and it was killed by an EMP or something.

EMP? !

Just that wooden glider?

The expression on Chu Guang's face was full of weirdness.

Be reasonable.

As for the airplane made by mosquitoes, its structure is so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

Except for the slightly technical content of the battery and a few instrument panels, the electronic degree of the rest of the components is almost close to zero.

As we all know, in the absence of anti-electromagnetic pulse protection, the smaller the electronic device is, the stronger the killing effect of the electromagnetic pulse.

For those thick brick big phones and old radios, the effect of EMP is quite limited.

Not to mention the wooden plane designed by Mosquito.

Are you sure you read it right?

I'm sure, and I'm very sure, if I can even get the data written in the 'black box' wrong, I've spent more than 20 years in vain.

After a pause, Yin Fang continued, Although it sounds strange, judging from the data traces of VM, the time of encountering the electromagnetic pulse almost coincides with the time of the strong impact.

It is reasonable to speculate that the electromagnetic pulse should cause the signal positioning component of the VM to fail. Due to the low visibility of the environment, the pilot lost his judgment on the direction, and eventually the crash occurred.

...That makes sense. There was a trace of solemnity written on Chu Guang's face.

If the cause of the crash was an EMP attack, there are only two possibilities left.

Either it was an evolution within the third ring road, or the old iron from Boulder City gave him a rocket.

The latter is less likely.

After all, using electromagnetic pulse weapons to attack modern equipment is equivalent to using nuclear bombs as fireworks.

And it doesn't necessarily work.

But if it's an evolution...

Chu Guang couldn't imagine how those mutant slime molds did it.

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't speak, Yin Fang continued to talk about his views.

…Honestly speaking, I am more and more impressed with those nasty slime molds. Whether it is the parasites on Bucky, or the power armor and tanks that appear in the wave, the learning ability and environmental adaptation shown by those slime molds The ability even gave me a kind of...

Speaking of this, Yin Fang was stuck for a while, as if he was thinking about what word to use.

Chu Guang could probably guess what he wanted to say, but he asked anyway.

A kind of what?

A sense that ... they are better suited for this planet than we are.

After a pause, Yin Fang continued in an uncertain tone.

Didn't you find out? We are archaeological, and they are actually archaeological. Although they are using a completely different method from ours, they are indeed absorbing nutrients from our ancestors.

The first-generation evolutionary body still needs to rely on external objects to strengthen itself. For example, the decayed knight we met before, its power comes from the armor that wraps it. Although it is a bit difficult to deal with, the amount of power armor It is limited, and if one is solved, there will be one less.”

However, by the second generation, they no longer need to rely on foreign objects, but can develop a copycat version of 'power armor' by themselves, and reproduce on a large scale... You should know what I'm talking about.

Chu Guang said thoughtfully.

You mean 'tyrant'?

The name that made countless wastelanders talk about it.

In one-on-one situations, even the Awakened can be tricky. It is difficult for ordinary 7mm bullets to cause effective damage to it, and it can be dealt with with large-caliber light and heavy riding guns at medium and long distances, but there are almost no particularly effective means at close range.

Yin Fang on the other end of the communication channel nodded.

Exactly!

According to previous research in the medical laboratory, the tyrant can be seen as two fruiting entities.

The shape of the inner fruiting body is similar to that of an immature gnawer, while the outer fruiting body is a horny armor with self-healing function.

Although the imitation is quite poor, many similarities can prove that the tyrant evolved from the rotten knight.

...The tyrant is the most typical example. We can find the relationship between behavior, sociology and biology between the decayed knight and the tyrant.

This huge 'hive' has evolved tens of thousands of evolutionary bodies to realize the division of labor in society. Although their imitation of us is clumsy, it is only now. Historical experience tells us that everything Development is from immaturity to maturity.

I don't even dare to assume what it will look like a century later, and what the third-generation evolutionary body will look like.

Unlike mutants who are giving up being human, they are becoming us, assimilating us, and trying to replace us.

Yin Fang sighed softly.

This is the most chilling...

...

Dawn City Industrial Zone, a factory of Goblin Technology.

The mosquito sitting on a pile of parts and blackboards, and his four self-taught apprentices are still losing their hair for the tasks assigned to them by the managers.

If you want to break through the limit of speed, you must first solve the problem of the engine.

The ideal situation is directly on the turbojet.

However, even a turbojet with a simple structure must include several parts such as a compressor, a combustion chamber and a turbine.

The working temperature of the fan blades and compressor blades is not too harsh, and A3 aluminum alloy can be used directly, but the turbine blades have to be particular about it.

The working temperature of thousands of degrees will greatly reduce the strength of steel and titanium, so nickel can only be selected.

However, even single crystal nickel alloys are at risk of melting in high heat operating environments, so the blades are often cast with tiny internal channels and holes.

This is a complicated process, which not only has extremely strict requirements on the material itself, but also on the casting process.

Fortunately, Factory No. 81 indicated that they could help to find a way to solve the problem of the engine blades.

It is unrealistic to get MiG's engine out, but it is still possible to get MiG's grandpa - Ta183 out.

Sufficient numbers of long-endurance jet missiles—or jets for that matter—could give the new alliance at least a modicum of superiority in the skies.

The help of friends and merchants is undoubtedly a happy event for Goblin Technology.

Being able to make the blades out would cut their troubles with turbojet engines at least in half.

However……

Before the mosquito had time to be happy, it immediately realized a more serious problem than the engine.

They have no fuel!

In reality, there are many aerospace fuels to choose from.

But here is wasteland.

New Alliance's oil is mainly produced from camu plantations, but this biomass oil is too light and lacks highly branched isoparaffins.

It is no problem to use it as an industrial raw material. After all, the demand for isoparaffins in the New Alliance industry is not too harsh. As for the processed fuel, it is also acceptable. After all, even if this thing is not processed, it can be ignited with an atomizer.

Aviation fuel, however, is not so easy to fool.

The most critical component of aviation kerosene is multi-branched isoparaffins, followed by a series of issues such as sulfur content and impurities.

Even if the requirements for fuel calorific value and density are lowered, there is no process for refining biomass oil into aviation fuel.

Because there is no such thing as a cam tree in reality, there is no place to copy homework if you want to copy it.

Biomass oil itself belongs to the frontier field of energy conservation and emission reduction research. Although there are many phased results and PPTs, I have not heard of any one that can replace oil fields with petroleum crops and solve the problems of carbon emissions and industrial raw materials at the same time.

Oil grown from the ground?

And this good thing? !

If only there was such a thing in reality.

The whole world has to go crazy!

Just when everyone was thinking about it but couldn't think of a solution, Zhuihun suddenly broke the silence.

How about... let's try solid fuel? Like burning coal?

Duo Ming, who was sitting next to him, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

You mean Lipisch P13A?

Killing God said excitedly.

Bull, bro! I've seen that thing before!

Although in the game.

Quanjia, who was sitting by the side, shook his head and picked up the chalk from the ground.

Stop talking nonsense, that thing is a ramjet engine, right?

As he said that, he simply drew a structural diagram on the blank space on the blackboard, which seemed simpler than the turbojet.

But only a little bit.

This thing is still a concept so far. Although it has been dug out for research and has become a breakthrough point for N-times-sonic aircraft, the problem of thermal barrier has not been solved. In addition, insufficient fuel calorific value is also a big problem. As for the P13A ...That thing is a blueprint machine, it has never been on the battlefield, and it is a mystery whether it is made or not.

The mosquito gave him a strange look.

Don't you work in the drone factory?

I am embarrassed to persuade you to smile.

Hey, it's a hobby...it doesn't matter, your family also runs a furniture factory.

Mosquito said hurriedly.

I really run a furniture factory!

Persuading the fight, he said with a smile.

I didn't say you weren't.

Although the problem is still unresolved, the atmosphere of discussion is always active.

Everyone put forward ideas one by one, even if many of them are unrealistic ideas, but it is better than watching time go by in silence.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mosquito got up and walked over to open the door, but standing at the door was an NPC guard.

Seeing the black uniform, Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out a sentence.

We didn't do it.

The guard was also stunned, confused.

What... didn't you do it?

Noticing the confused expression on the guard's face, Mosquito immediately realized that he had misunderstood, so he coughed awkwardly.

It's nothing... I'm used to it, hehe.

Every time the guards come to the door, it's not a good thing. Either something explodes or something burns.

He's almost reflexive.

The guard stared at the mosquito suspiciously for a while, but said nothing, and handed over the package in his hand in a businesslike manner.

I was asked to bring this package to you.

A package for me? Who? The mosquito took the package in a daze.

A little girl, about this tall... her hair is blond, she didn't leave her name, she just asked me to send this package to Goblin Technology. As he spoke, the guard roughly gestured her height with his hands, about one It looks like Mi Wuliu.

Mosquito immediately guessed who it was, and suddenly said.

Oh, that Pai? Thanks!

You're welcome.

After the package was delivered, the guard didn't stay here any longer, and left after completing the task assigned by the manager.

The door closes.

Mosquito carried the package and proudly returned to his disciples.

A gift from an NPC!

Of course you have to show it off!

Sure enough, the four animals found what he was holding, and Killing God was the first to come over and asked curiously.

What are you holding?

The mosquito smiled.

Remember that little girl from yesterday?

Chasing Soul was surprised.

Pay?

Mosquito proudly shook the package in his hand.

Give me a gift.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then shocked.

What the hell?

Beast, you!

Mosquito rolled his eyes.

Get out! How vulgar! Can't you just worship Lao Tzu's profound knowledge and want to worship me as a teacher?

Killing God retched.

I'm so sick.

Too lazy to care about this guy, the mosquito opened the package.

However, when he saw what was inside, he was stunned for a moment.

I saw a glass bottle filled with a transparent liquid inside the package.

Holding it in his hand and looking at it for a while, Mosquito's expression was a little confused.

What the hell is this?

Chasing Soul rolled his eyes.

Aren't you very knowledgeable?

The thing given by the NPC should be some mission item...how about you take a sip? Persuading the fight to instigate.

To be honest, the mosquito really has this plan.

But you have to smell it before drinking it.

However, when he unscrewed the bottle cap and just put his nose close to it, the stench that got into his nostrils made his eyebrows twitch instantly.

Fuck!

What stinks so much!