This Game Is Too Realistic

Fuck!?

Power armor? !

Staring at the battlefield on the computer screen, the whole person was dumbfounded, wishing to poke his nose into the computer.

Not a while after submitting the information, he wanted to see if there were any new instructions, but before he had time to look at the mission details, he saw a flashing gold mark added to the mission reward at a glance.

After completing the entire undercover mission chain, you can get a power armor with no level limit!

This is probably the most rewarding task in the entire server so far, right?

Benefits from Ah Guang...

The Zhandi guy's eyes flickered with excitement, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he couldn't stop muttering.

understood!

Will more information be mined, will the mission rewards continue to increase?

It sounds a bit like a breakout challenge on some TV show.

The more levels you pass, the higher the accumulated bonus. If you fail the challenge, the accumulated bonus will be void. At present, his bonus pool has accumulated to a power armor!

In the alliance's NPC store, the cheapest Dragon Cavalry power armor can only be bought for 1 million silver coins.

And a power armor with no level limit...

Just the No Level label in front is awesome enough!

Thank goodness I didn't give up.

If you let this go, you will die!

Impressed by his persistence, the Zhandi guy took out a pen and paper from the drawer, and began to seriously consider and perfect his second-five-year-old plan based on the existing information.

While Zhandi was writing, Chu Guang met Prince Kaliman in the living room of Dawn City on the other side of the wasteland world.

...Dear Master Manager, may I ask why you summoned me at such a late hour? Kariman said in a respectful tone following standard court etiquette.

Looking at this man with curly hair and a foreign face, Chu Guang made a gesture of invitation to the sofa beside him.

We don't have that much red tape here, sit down.

Kariman nodded.

While taking his seat, he has been carefully trying to figure out the expression on the manager's face, trying to read some clues from it.

However, before he could study it carefully, the manager sitting there took the initiative to speak.

I have to tell you some unfortunate news. According to reliable information, a supply line is entering the Luoxia Province from the Buguera Free State, passing through the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom and arriving at the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion coalition—

Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Kaliman stood up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.

This is impossible!

Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Kaliman quickly realized his gaffe, blushed and sat back down, calmed down his excitement, and continued.

The Golden Lizard Dynasty has a marriage with us... My father's fourth wife is the sister of the current king of the Golden Lizard Dynasty.

The fourth term is okay...

So don't you have to do other things every day?

Chu Guang thought that he was too busy before he got married.

How many wives can you marry there? Out of curiosity, he couldn't help asking.

Kariman was slightly taken aback, probably because he didn't expect the manager to be curious about this, but he still said the truth.

The Spirit of Sand Sea didn't tell us what kind of family we should form. It only told us that having more children would bring more blessings, and that those who are capable will work harder... So in theory, no matter a man or a woman, you can marry many, as long as both parties are willing.

Of course, different countries have different interpretations of the teachings. For example, the Falcon Kingdom stipulates that ordinary people can marry up to 2, soldiers can marry 4, and those who have official positions or military achievements can marry more. The Honey Badger annexed by them is a husband Monogamy, thinking that healthy families can be blessed by the spirit of the sand sea, but other kingdoms are not too concerned about this, at least in my opinion, the responsibility of the royal family is to feed the people, not how they live... We Is it off topic?

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

It's not off topic...it will help increase the understanding of you among the residents of my shelter.

Kaliman's expression was slightly blank, he nodded slowly, and returned to the previous topic to continue talking.

In short, you don't have to worry. The Golden Lizard Kingdom and the Hump Kingdom are our strongest backing. When I set off, their reinforcements have already set off! Now they should be in the No. 9 oasis, with our people and the Honey Badger Kingdom Fight side by side with the Restoration Army!

Seeing Kaliman's determined expression, Chu Guang was a little uncertain for a moment, whether this guy was really naive, or if he had a superior psychological quality, and he was still bluffing when he couldn't wait.

It was two months ago when you left?

Exactly!

Then I have some very unfortunate news for you. Two months have passed. I don't know what's going on in the Hump Kingdom, but the reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom are still sitting on the border, Chu Guang looked at him with interest. Is this the strongest backing you said?

A surprised expression appeared on Kaliman's face, and then turned into anger.

How is this possible? Even if it's not for the sake of blood, what reason do they have to support the puppets of the legion? Don't they know that once we lose, they will become the next target of the Falcon Kingdom?

Chu Guang said bluntly.

That's because your understanding of interests is too shallow. There are many forms of interests, and different forms of interests have countless components. The final choice is the product of the game. Perhaps in their view, there is a better one. Choose. It is impossible to discuss a matter that has already happened, and I advise you to recognize the reality as soon as possible.

Kaliman fell silent, and after struggling for a while, he cast a suspicious look at Chu Guang.

...Wait, why do you know about the deployment of troops in the Kingdom of the Golden Lizard? This place is at least five or six hundred kilometers away from the No. 8 oasis, right?

The suspicious look in his eyes was like a straw in the hands of a drowning man. Chu Guang could feel that he had already believed it, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was betrayed by his allies.

I naturally have my method. We are used to making careful plans before launching operations, and intelligence is an important part of it.

After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman who was lost in thought, and continued.

We will go out immediately after the supply line is completed, the fastest in mid-August, but with your current situation, I am worried that you will not last until then.

You'd better think of a way to do something, and you can't always count on us.

Kaliman was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed slightly.

Thank you for the information you provided...I will report the truth to my father and king and do our best

Chu Guang asked: The question now is how do you pass the news back? Do you walk on two legs?

Kariman: Don't worry about that, we brought a lot of pigeons here, and they can quickly send the news back to the kingdom... It may not be easy to expect a group of cowards to go to the front line, but if our princess writes a letter to send In the Golden Lizard Kingdom, her family should do something.

Even if the supply line cannot be cut off, even if it only causes a little trouble to it, the situation on the front line will be much better.

Thinking of this, Kaliman couldn't help being annoyed. They didn't notice such important information, and instead heard it from foreigners outside the desert.

These shameful traitors...

Looking at Kaliman whose eyes were shining with anger, Chu Guang, who had succeeded in fighting the fire, nodded in satisfaction.

So best.

Flying pigeons pass on books?

Those cuckoo little guys are really reliable, at least much more reliable than two legs.

Using the Lion Kingdom's influence to put pressure on the Golden Lizard Kingdom is only one part of it.

What he has to do is not only to harass the supply line, but also to cut off the source of this supply line - the Buguera Free State!

As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, this grandson actually flirts with the legion behind his back. Can this cuckold Great Rift Valley bear it?

Of course, this requires strong enough evidence to prove that this is not just a transaction, nor is it the personal behavior of a certain businessman, but the support that has risen to the national level.

Watching Kaliman leave, Chu Guang smiled happily.

Whether or not the relevant evidence can be obtained depends on whether the battlefield man is strong...

...

On the edge of the No. 8 oasis, in a small town near the desert, there is an inconspicuous hotel.

The warfield guy who woke up from his dream was yawning and went downstairs to get some water to wash up. Just as he was about to walk down the stairs to his room to pack up his things, he heard a soft conversation from the other end of the corridor.

...Bad news, the informant from the palace sent a message that there was an order to leave the palace early this morning. It is said that the guards and patrols at the border are required to strictly check the caravans entering from the east and leaving from the west.

That voice seemed to be that businessman named Adan.

Hearing this, the battle-field guy who was about to turn across the corridor stopped in a jerk.

Me?

Is the effect so immediate?

He had just reported the information in the morning, and the follow-up plot came as soon as he logged in to the game this evening, which caught him a little off guard.

Normally speaking, wouldn't it be necessary to wait for more than ten days before hearing any news?

Out of curiosity, the Battlefield guy hid at the corner of the corridor and continued to listen.

Standing in front of Adan, Kerway frowned and said with a slightly serious expression.

Is your news reliable?

Adan nodded and said in a firm voice.

Don't doubt the source of the news. Although I can't reveal his identity to you, I can tell you with certainty that the one we cooperate with has a high status in the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

Kerway nodded, with a trace of solemnity floating between his brows.

Strictly check the merchants entering from the east...

This means that Adan's caravan will be subject to stricter inspections in the No. 8 oasis, and his identity as a Willant will obviously be more dangerous.

Whether it is for the Legion or himself, this is undoubtedly a bad thing.

Adan rubbed his chin in puzzlement, his brows knit into a ball.

It's a bit strange that the palace issued an order at this point in time, especially I heard that it was because of the pressure from the Lion Kingdom that the royal family took action... This is even more strange.

The battlefield guy hiding behind the corridor heaved a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand very well, he didn't hear his name, so the two of them shouldn't suspect him.

Cole frowned slightly.

Is the situation serious?

Adam sighed.

It's not so serious...the decree is out of the palace, how to implement it is a local matter, as long as I don't bump into the king's personal guards, even if I encounter interrogation, I can find a way to settle it.

After a pause, he continued with a troubled expression.

However, your identity is a bit troublesome. After all, war has been declared with the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion in name. What worries me even more is that if the Lion Kingdom realizes that there are military supplies from the north to the Legion's position, they may Send cavalry to patrol the desert.

Kerway was silent for a moment and said, I'm causing you trouble...how about we split up?

Don't say that, my lord, we can't leave you on the road alone.

Adam quickly interrupted him.

What he wanted was for the officer to owe him favors, but he never thought of throwing away the cash cow.

When the Legion dominates the entire Luoxia Province, I will definitely use this relationship.

...In short, this is not a place to stay for a long time. There is not only one way to go to the No. 9 oasis. Let's get on the road as soon as possible after replenishing supplies.

Coleway nodded cautiously.

It makes sense. I'll go and call my companions, and you go and call the others. We'll meet up in the backyard in half an hour.

Seeing that the two were separated, the Zhandi guy sneaked back to his room along the stairs. After packing his luggage, he quietly waited for his boss to knock on the door.

After a while, knocking on the door really came from outside, followed by Kerway's gentle and rich voice.

Pangolin, it's time for us to hit the road, have you packed your things?

The warfield guy stepped forward to open the door, his luggage was already on his back, and he said with his head held high.

Already packed up, my lord.

Glancing at him approvingly, Coleway patted him on the shoulder.

Yes, you are very energetic. What the legion needs is a warrior like you who is decisive and never procrastinating. I see the shadow of my chief Rachel in you.

Come with me, there is a change in the plan, and the departure time is an hour earlier.

By the way, don't call me your lord from now on, just call me Kerway.

The warfield guy bit the bullet and nodded.

Yes, Colway . . . sir.

Kerway smiled, but he didn't care about his nervousness. He patted his shoulder vigorously, and then walked towards the stairs.

The genius was bright, and a group of people quietly left the town and headed towards the desert.

Originally, they were going to walk west along the No. 8 oasis for a while, and go around to the northwest side of the No. 9 oasis.

But now it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. They must leave here before the border is closed and before the patrol team from the Lion Kingdom arrives, and choose an unfamiliar route to the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion coalition forces.

It is foreseeable that the road ahead will not be peaceful.

In fact, if Kerway is given up, it will be much easier for Adan to lead the caravan by himself, and it is not impossible to sneak to the No. 9 oasis in the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

But he didn't want to give up the favor he had so hard to get.

And not far away from him, the field guy who was following Kerway was also struggling in his heart.

It seemed impossible to sneak into the base camp of the legion quietly. If the team of twenty or thirty people wanted to disappear in the desert, it might only be the blessing of the desert spirit.

But if it was true what Adan said, the Lion Kingdom would send cavalry patrols, and he happened to bump into the patrols...

Do you really want to shoot at friendly troops?

And even if he didn't run into a patrol, would he really want to send these supplies to the enemy, let them turn into hot metal bullets in the gun chamber, and penetrate into the chests of friendly troops and even innocent civilians...

If the immersion is substituted into the game, it is difficult not to think about these realistic problems.

Of course, he also admitted that it might be because the journey was so boring that he had nothing else to think about, so he thought about these boring questions...

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

The blood-colored rays of light shone on the desolate desert, and everyone with different thoughts was heading in the same direction.

Just when the Zhandi guy was full of thoughts, someone thousands of kilometers away was also full of complexities.

Different from the sunset over thousands of miles of yellow sand, night has already quietly arrived in the province among the clouds far away on the east coast of the mainland.

Here, day and night are two completely different worlds.

When the curtain of night is put on, the whole city seems to be dancing.

Rows upon rows of high-rise buildings are flooded by colorful neon lights, and aircrafts operating between steel and concrete are like rainbows that flow endlessly.

Information as vast as a galaxy fills every corner of every eyeball.

Even just staying for a moment, people can't help but get lost in it.

Everyone who lives here has no doubt that this is the best time, they live in that period of great and prosperous years, flowers and wine are like the sky flowing eastward, and the fertile riverbed will never dry up .

but--

They are not ignorant of barbarism.

They know very well that most of the land is still wild, especially the far west coast, which is the source of all chaos.

The people there are like wolves who grind their teeth and suck blood. They plunder wealth, enslave the population, tie the slaves with iron chains to work in the fields like livestock, and use the blood created to divide people into different classes from birth. .

Whether it is slavery or the theory of blood, it is a historical legacy that this planet was swept into the garbage dump before it entered the era of prosperity.

The capital named after the triumph sounded more like a tribute to war in their ears.

In contrast, the cities of the alliance sound much better. Whether it is dawn or dawn, that is the name that a city of civilized people should have.

The residents of Ideal City can quarrel with each other to greet each other's mothers because of the big shit, but they don't have any differences on the issue of the legion.

That is the common enemy of the civilized world.

Seeing that two centuries ago, everyone was committed to promoting that committee, they can turn a blind eye to the ugly things that those gunpowder-minded guys did in the western continent.

But now, they actually extended their hands to the east of the Great Desert, and even tried to control the No. 0 Vault...the No. 0 Vault that was first discovered by the Silver Wing Group.

This time they will not compromise.

Of course, it would be even better if someone is willing to teach those beasts a lesson for them.

A corner of the heart of the city.

In a magnificent top-floor building, figures in silver, gray, and black dresses stood in the middle of the dance floor, holding champagne in their hands.

Most of them are shareholders of various subsidiaries of the company, some from the five major groups, and many from some little-known small companies.

At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the stands directly in front of the dance floor—two figures stood there.

One of them is an ambassador from the alliance named Shuyu.

Everyone had heard stories about him, and it was said that the young lad was a refugee who had lost his family to the chaos caused by the Legion Expeditionary Force.

A young man like him, who should be at the age of study and further study in the enterprise, has to provoke the burden of envoys to foreign countries and travel thousands of miles to strange cities.

It's hard not to sympathize with that distressing life experience...even if it's not entirely out of political correctness against the Legion.

The person standing next to him is Yue Qian, the head of the enterprise's comprehensive management department.

Unlike Wu Changnian from Ideal Group, the faction he belongs to is Silver Wing Group, and he is a shareholder holding a certain share of equity.

The General Management Department of the enterprise is similar to the protocol department of the alliance. They are both departments in charge of master of ceremonies and event planning, and also have some functions of diplomacy.

As for the specific decision-making power, in the Supreme Council, the department is also directly responsible to the Council.

For the time being, it can be understood as the supreme foreign minister.

After a day of understanding, Shuyu has gradually figured out the power structure of the company.

Although this is a decentralized management in name, in fact the Supreme Council is their center.

The positions of various power departments are basically controlled by the shareholders of major groups.

As for the inheritance rules and transaction rules of equity, he has not yet figured it out.

However, based on the surnames of the real power figures in each group, he can probably detect a little clue.

For example, most of the real power figures in the Ideal Group have the surname Li, and the Duandian Group often sees people with the surname Yun, while the Silver Wing Group has the two surnames Yi and Luo mostly.

Let's toast to eternal friendship!

Hearing the voice in his ear, Shuyu recovered from his thoughts, and clinked glasses with him with a smile on his face.

cheers!

The sound of toasting each other resounded throughout the venue.

Fang Chang, who was standing in the crowd, also clinked glasses, and sipped the sour sparkling wine in the glass, feeling a little sad in his heart.

At this moment, his mind was not on the party at all, but on the task assigned to him by the manager.

Promote the alliance's culture and products...

It was easy to say, but when he arrived in Ideal City, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

The spiritual civilization of the wasteland people is extremely lacking, just like the tribal people in the middle of a certain continent in the real world, some gadgets from the industrial age are enough to arouse their excitement, let alone imported products from a strange world.

However, this is the closest thing to an era of prosperity.

This city belongs to another extreme in this wasteland. Their spiritual civilization is extremely rich, even rich to the point of emptiness and even boredom.

In other words, people have never seen anything.

Thinking about it, Fang Chang couldn't help adding another touch of melancholy to his eyebrows.

Can I really complete the important task entrusted to me by the manager?

At this time, Mole, who was shaking a glass of red wine, came over meanly, stood beside him and smiled.

Brother, where's your black silk? Have you worn it yet?

Fang Chang, who was already unable to complain, rolled his eyes.

How the hell do you know Hei Si!

Could there be something else to pursue?

Ignoring this guy, Fang Chang cast his gaze directly in front of the stage.

The Supreme Minister of Foreign Affairs of the company was making a speech about friendship and peace, and announced that the party had entered the second process - charity auction.

The items at the auction are naturally gifts from the alliance.

As for why these gifts to companies appear at the auction, it is a long story.

Because the company claims to be a decentralized management, Shuyu couldn't find a subject who could accept the gift.

Ever since, he referred to Wu Changnian's suggestion and auctioned the gift in the form of a charity gala.

The starting price of each lot is 100Cr, and the highest bidder wins, and all proceeds from the auction will be donated to the alliance.

For the shareholders of the company, in this way, they can not only express their support for the just war by raising placards, obtain spiritual satisfaction, but also get some novel gadgets as collections.

From the standpoint of the residents of Ideal City, there is no more fair distribution method than the one with the highest price.

For the league, it is also possible to raise funds other than aid at the party.

Those invited to attend the party were all the shareholders of the major groups in Ideal City, where rich people worth billions or even tens of billions abound. In comparison, the aid of 300 million Cr is more like a drop in the bucket.

Of course, the value is the value, and the real money is another matter, this cannot be generalized.

But in any case, it would be great to get some money from them and exchange it for some industrial equipment, weapons and ammunition that the alliance urgently needs.

After all, war is too expensive.

After handing over the microphone to the host of the auction, Yue Qian bowed slightly and walked off the stage with Shuyu.

The two went behind the scenes talking and laughing.

Fang Chang, who was standing in the venue, was staring at the host with locked eyes, and his palms were sweaty.

After all, he knows what things will be auctioned next...

What should come has finally come.

The host cleared his throat, looked at the words flashed on the holographic teleprompter, and said in a loud voice.

Ladies and gentlemen, friends... good evening everyone! It is an honor to be the host of this auction!

Friends from afar have sent us gifts, which not only contain our same longing for a civilized world, but also our determination to never compromise on barbarism! We should also respond to it!

All proceeds from this auction will be donated to the alliance as funds to support the front line!

Every credit point you pay in this auction will become a bullet fired at those villains! The significance of these auctions will surpass all fine wines and flowers, no matter what price they are sold, they will be real Excellent value for money!

Show our generosity, the money in your hands is your determination!

History will remember this moment!

Like that vote two centuries ago!

To be honest, even Fang Chang felt a rush of heat in his heart after this passionate speech.

It's a pity he has no money.

Otherwise, I will raise a card to play.

However, the host's next words poured cold water on his heart, causing his toes to tighten the soles of his shoes unconsciously.

The auction, which symbolizes friendship, has officially started. The first item on display is a work of art from Teng Teng Hut!

As the name suggests, this work of art was created by the well-known clothing designer Fujiteng of the Alliance... This should be pronounced like this, although it sounds a bit strange.

The person who donated it is the tail!

The host waved.

Like physical spotlights cast down from the ceiling.

A model with a proud figure walked up to the stage and showed off the artwork she was wearing.

It was a maid outfit with a short skirt, with white silk edges and black skirts.

And those white knee socks.

Both men and women at the scene focused their attention on the model, with surprise written in their eyes.

I can't tell how beautiful the clothes are, mainly because I haven't seen them before and feel a little novel.

And the black and white color scheme is very flattering.

Black and white...I didn't expect the residents of the Alliance to have similar tastes to ours.

Is that pants or socks?

It should be socks... who wears skirts and pants.

Is it too long?

Hmm...it feels a little interesting.

Indeed, I haven't seen anyone wear it like this. This design style is quite unique.

The people standing on the dance floor whispered to each other with interested expressions on their faces.

Bathed in the admiring eyes of everyone, the model couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

However, the whispers on the scene are too subtle, like buzzing mosquitoes. Fang Chang didn't hear it very clearly, but felt that pairs of eyes in the hall were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, and his toes almost picked out a villa in embarrassment.

He really wanted to explain that the clothes did not represent the tastes of everyone in the alliance, but only the tastes of one or two players.

But at this time, it seems that everything is superfluous.

The same is true for the Mole standing aside, bathed in the sight of intentionally or unintentionally glancing at this side, his stiff expression is full of subtlety and discomfort.

Although he does not deny that he is an LSP, it does not mean that he is willing to be studied XP in public.

This is so shameful!

No--

This game is too real!

Uh, I suddenly want to go to the toilet. After dropping this sentence, Mole planned to run away with oil on his feet. Anyway, he was also a soy saucer, and he couldn't compare to a certain war hero.

However, the agility system of the T1 echelon is not as fast as T0 after all.

With a bright smile on Fang Chang's face, the bullet time started, and one hand grabbed his shoulder, grabbing back the mole that was about to urinate.

You come back to me.

joke.

If this makes him go, the eyes of the audience must all fall on him?

Anyway, I have to leave someone by my side to help share the oppressive feeling that is visible to the naked eye.

Mole couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

Brother, you don't need to be nervous...maybe because of cultural differences, they will understand this as... er, a formal attire?

Fang Chang: Fucking hell, you look like this in a formal dress!

The sign-raising session will begin soon.

Fang Chang only hoped that this session would end quickly.

Brinkman's Gwent brand is still a bit interesting, Irena's Old Godfather Chili Sauce and Mosquito's Old Pit Sauerkraut Beef Noodles are also acceptable, so it won't make him die on the spot.

However--

The development of things was beyond his expectation.

As soon as the host's voice fell, someone immediately raised his right hand.

I offer 100Cr—

In less than half a second, the second hand was raised.

500!

2000!!

I'll pay 10,000!!!

Following the 10,000 asking price, the atmosphere on the scene was pushed to a peak in an instant.

And this is obviously not the highest bid.

People kept raising placards, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

Looking at the local tyrants competing to bid, Fang Chang was completely dumbfounded, and he was completely stunned there.

In the end, the first piece of art from Fujiteng Hut was sold for 50,000 Cr... and was bought by a shareholder of End Point Group.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, the man with short hair happily walked out of the crowd, followed a bionic man, and walked towards the back of the venue.

Mole, who was carried by Fang Chang, swallowed, and stared straight at the proud man.

that thing...

fifty thousand?

Half a magnetic confinement plasma machine tool?

... Are you crazy?!

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