This Game Is Too Realistic

MMP...he finally came out!

Panting heavily, the boy on the construction site and Brick wiped the sand and sweat off his face, looking at the mountains in front of him, his brows could not help but be filled with joy.

Not just him.

All the strength players of the Death Corps couldn't help cheering when they saw the border of the desert.

After three rounds of pedaling all the way, they were almost upgraded, and they could be regarded as seeing the mountains of the River Valley Province.

If it weren't for the little experience and the hard-won equipment on them, they would have returned to the city with the repair TP method!

Kakarot couldn't help but complain.

Damn it, Brother Mole is still comfortable. He just took over a big job after returning from vacation in Ideal City.

Sitting on the tricycle, Lian Dayan nodded in agreement.

But that's 900 kilometers...how is he going to get there?

The construction site boy and Brick interjected and complained.

Ghost knows, we three-wheelers worry about others driving?

Hearing the yin and yang of his teammates, he smiled embarrassedly while paddling, and patted his mount on the shoulder.

Hey... I'm sorry brother, I made you feel wronged.

The construction site boy and Brick rolled their eyes.

You just know you can't forgive me!

It is basic practice to scold the head of the group for being inappropriate.

Most people are actually not that narrow-minded. The conditions at the beginning of the service were more powerful than they are now.

Now there are tricycles anyway.

At that time, even bicycles were as precious as giant pandas. Even T0 and T1 players, most of the time they ran on two legs.

In any case, although there were many bumps along the way, they still broke through the encirclement net of the legion and completed the miracle of running thousands of miles and moving thousands of miles.

Everyone's faces were filled with joyful smiles.

Even the captured Piman and Antonyt.

The two of them who were bundled into zongzi and thrown on the tricycle were already almost dried out by the sun.

No matter how these people plan to deal with themselves, the torture of wind and sun is finally over.

The map of this game is really big... Lian Dayan raised his binoculars and glanced to the north, but he still couldn't see the edge of the map, as if this game didn't have such a setting.

This is probably the first time for players from the Alliance to set foot in the northern border of the River Valley Province.

Although this is also a plain, the plain here is completely different from the south.

The green forests and grasslands all over the mountains and plains are invisible here, replaced by bare yellow land and seabuckthorn grass swaying on the edge of the Gobi Desert.

There is a forest in the distance, but the straight pine trees are bare, there is not a single leaf on the branches, and the vegetation is completely withered.

A stream of water seems to divide the entire province into two completely different worlds.

If the modeling in Qingquan City is based on a gray-green tone, then it is more like a pot of shit-yellow paint has been splashed here.

not only that.

The alien species wandering around are also uglier. The thick-haired mutant hounds in the south have only a few sparse hairs left on their foreheads.

But relatively, the physiques of the aliens here are obviously stronger, not only the bones are bigger, but the knotted muscles are even squeezed to the face.

But it may be precisely because of this that the twisted muscles compress their eyeballs, causing them to have trouble seeing and messing with people they shouldn't.

More than 30 mutated hounds surrounded him, bared their teeth and let out a ferocious growl.

Sitting on the edge behind the construction guy, paddling without any panic, holding the machine gun and sweeping over, the mutant hound that rushed up was half dead in an instant.

The other half was easily solved by a few players who got off the car with engineering shovels and bayonets, without delay.

The strength is slightly higher than that of mutant hyenas and gnawers... there should be about five or six levels.

Paddle on the edge to shake off the blood on the shovel, and suddenly noticed movement in the distance, so he gave his teammates a look, put down the shovel and picked up the rifle hanging on his chest again.

The four of them leaned over carefully, only to see a humanoid monster squatting on the ground with its back facing them, and its muddy hands were constantly digging on the ground.

Its body was dry and thin, its complexion was sickly gray and white, and pus and sores were floating on its wrinkled skin, like a soaked corpse in a lake, as if it was rummaging for something in the soil.

Finally, it seemed to have found it, and excitedly pulled something out of the soil, then stuffed it into its mouth, and greedily devoured it, accompanied by the sound of creaking.

The boy paddling on the edge and the boy on the construction site exchanged glances with Brick, their faces were a little dazed, not sure what it was.

As if it noticed the movement behind it, the monster stopped what it was doing, glanced at the four of them vigilantly, and started to back away, then ran into the nearby forest on all fours.

Lian Dayan raised his rifle and aimed it at its back, but in the end he suppressed the muzzle without wasting bullets.

...What the hell is that?

I'm more curious about what he's eating...

The boys and bricks on the construction site walked forward curiously, but soon saw that half of their brains were buried in the soil.

His face turned blue and white suddenly, and he stopped talking with a retch.

Navy blue...it's a military uniform, Qiang Pao Shui went to take a look in the morning, pawed the ground twice with an engineering shovel, and frowned slightly, It's from the Legion.

And there is a high probability that it will be the head of ten husbands!

For a moment, paddling on the edge suddenly seemed to understand something, and glanced at the potholed and muddy wilderness around him.

This should have been a battlefield before!

It is here that the Legion's expeditionary forces meet the armies of the Great Rift Valley.

And the endless ups and downs and deep pits and slopes on the plain may have been plowed out by artillery fire...

Although curious about the alien species that he had never seen before, no player chased after him.

The forest without leaves always makes people panic, and they don't know what weird things are hidden in it.

They still have tasks to do, so it's best not to cause complications.

A group of people continued to move forward, and soon encountered a large-scale settlement of survivors.

Seeing the place where there are people, the players all showed joyful expressions on their faces.

Their supplies were almost exhausted along the way, and they were finally able to replenish them.

Signaling the large army to wait in the distance, he paddled along the edge and brought a few familiar teammates forward, stopped a scavenger and asked.

where is this place?

The scavenger glanced at the exoskeleton on his body, then at his rifle, and said alertly.

There's no name here, we call it the Recycle Bin.

Recycle bin? Liao Dayan interrupted and asked curiously.

Yes, do you see the plain in the distance? The man pointed to the muddy land beyond the horizon, Over there is the trench dug by the expeditionary army of the Legion, and they were beaten to death A, if you die, if you run away...all the equipment is thrown there.

Swimming on the edge and looking in the direction he pointed, he could vaguely see two trenches that were cratered.

Are you here to scavenge?

That's right, the man glanced at the camp behind, and said in a vague voice, Everyone is here to pick up trash, some pick up trash, some collect trash, some sell shovels... Although the legion didn't do anything good, But their corpses feed a lot of people.

The edge paddled and nodded.

It seems that this is not a fixed camp, but a nomadic herd composed of scavengers.

Maybe when the nearby garbage is dug up, the scavengers will move away one after another, and the camp will move to other places.

As for who is collecting these garbage, don't even think about it, there is no doubt that it is someone from the Bugra Free State.

Can we resupply here?

Why not? You just go to the camp and look for those merchants. They will sell anything, as long as you are willing to pay. But... it's best not to cause trouble, unless you plan to make enemies of everyone here.

The scavenger gave a faint reminder, and without wasting any more time, he picked up the sack and walked towards the muddy field.

Liabilities look at the edge and paddle.

How to say?

Paddle on the edge of water thought for a moment, and quickly made a judgment.

Replenish supplies and continue on the road.

Why don't you just camp here? the construction site guy asked curiously.

The captives have special identities, and here are all people who do business with the Buguera Free State. It's hard to guarantee that there will be no eyeliners for them.

Paddle on the edge of the water, glanced at the back of the scavenger, and moved his jaw.

Let's go.

After replenishing the supplies, we have to get on the road as soon as possible.

...

Replaced the exoskeleton.

The edge paddling led Big Eye and the construction guy into the camp called the recycling station.

Although it looked dilapidated from the outside, there was a lot of excitement inside the camp.

The merchants with the two-headed ox set up stalls on both sides of the road, selling not only bottles and cans, but also some unusual high-tech occasionally.

Including security robots welded with iron pipe rifles, including bionic coolies modified with picked up garbage and smart cores.

There are even people hawking power armor.

However, when I paddled along the edge and walked up to look at it, I found that except for a fuel rod that was almost dead in its chest, there was no place on its body that could touch the power armor.

Boys and bricks at the construction site went up to look at the label curiously, seeing that the price was 600,000 Cr, their eyes widened immediately.

Damn it! You're stealing money!

If I remember correctly, the current exchange rate between Cr and silver coins is 1:3, which is 1.8 million silver coins!

The businessman who sold things glanced at him, seeing the ignorant and poor look, he didn't bother to talk to him.

We're not here to buy equipment. Edge paddling patted the construction man on the shoulder and pulled him back.

Most of the equipment here is DIY by scavengers, and the failure rate is probably quite touching.

He wasn't even interested in haggling.

By the way, how much is the power armor that Lao Bai bought? Dayan Lian asked suddenly.

Paddle on the edge and think about it.

I remember... it was 1 million silver coins?

When they heard that it was only 1 million silver coins, all the players were filled with emotion.

Sure enough, it is still the conscience of the manager.

These wastelanders are really not ordinary cunning!

After wandering around the market, they finally found a merchant selling grain.

The old man who sells goods is not young, about forty years old, looks like a person from Luoxia Province, where people have deep eye sockets no matter what color their skin is.

To the surprise of all the players, this merchant actually accepts silver coins!

According to the old man, he just planned to go to the south on his next trip, so he needed both dinars and silver coins.

4,000 kilograms of dry bread, 300 kilograms of beef jerky... Let me do the math, um, I have to charge you 10,000 silver coins.

Hearing the old man's quotation, Big Eye couldn't help but complain.

Damn! It's so expensive!

The construction worker also swallowed.

Ten thousand silver coins... are enough to buy a light cavalry exoskeleton.

Paddle on the edge and smiled indifferently.

If you think about it from another angle, you can use the price of a set of light cavalry exoskeleton to solve the supply of five centurions. Anyway, I think it is a good deal.

There is no cost to fight.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems, not to mention that logistical expenses are reimbursed by managers.

He took out banknotes from his pocket and counted 100, and handed them to the old man.

make a deal.

The old man took the money with a smile, greeted the young men on the side, helped to weigh the supplies, packed them for the guests and sent them outside the camp.

Paddle along the edge and ask the construction site guy to follow them, while he and Big Eye stay in the camp.

When the construction site guy came back, the debt-ridden big eyes suddenly thought of the corpse-like monster he saw during the trip, so he looked at the old man and asked.

Have you ever seen a kind of monster whose skin looks like it has been soaked in water, like a living corpse?

The blisters are rotten? A living corpse? The old man thought for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

What you encountered should be a ghoul.

The debtor's big eyes froze for a moment.

Ghoul?

Well, there is a nuclear bomb crater that stretches for hundreds of kilometers to the west of the Great Rift Valley. It probably crawled out of it. They generally don't eat live things, but they don't taboo on dead things. They regard plague and decay as delicacies .”

After dusting off the ashes from his pipe, the old salesman squinted his eyes and looked at the scavengers in the distance, and took a puff with his cigarette holder in his mouth.

...Don't worry about those guys, they're just a bunch of poor people.

...

On the other side, in the far south of Luoxia Province, under the double-headed peaks of the Zhuobar Mountains.

With the help of those with a heart, the news that the legion was approaching the city quickly spread in the Petra Fortress.

However, to everyone's surprise, the news got out of shape as it spread, and it became more and more outrageous...

It was dusk again.

Old Buma handed over the ledger to Sisi, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Miss... Petra Fortress can't stay any longer. You'd better go to the south pier and buy a boat before it's too late.

Seeing Boulma with a sad face, Sisi, who took the account book, was stunned for a moment, and his expression couldn't help being a little weird.

Didn't you say...the Petra Fortress is impossible to fall?

If I remember correctly, she should have heard this sentence three days ago.

That's right. It is impossible for a fortress built by the gods to be captured by mortals. If it is a legion, no matter how many people they come, the Petra Fortress will make them unable to eat...

Old Buma still had a determined expression on his face, but as he spoke, his voice became guilty involuntarily.

... But if it is the evil god who came, everything will be hard to say.

Cthulhu?! Tail's eyes widened in surprise, and he didn't mind watching the excitement, so he leaned over and asked excitedly, What does he look like?

There are thousands of ugliness in one body. No one knows where he came from. It may be the sky or the deep sea. When he landed, his body filled the entire river embankment, and tens of thousands of tentacles were torn apart. The clouds in the sky, even the god of the sky is no match for him...

Tail with bright eyes.

Oh! Oversized tentacles!

Old Buma's pupils were clouded, trying to describe in words something he had never seen before.

But at present, it seems that only the tail dares to believe it, and even Rourou shakes his head.

... Such a large desert, the legion chose there. There is no doubt that they know that they cannot defeat us with their own strength, so they plan to use evil sacrifices to awaken the demon suppressed by the sky scepter.

This desert is finished... The twilight of the gods will come again, and this time, there is no god who can stop him.

The old man was chanting, his cloudy pupils were full of despair, and the deep voice became smaller and smaller until it was completely inaudible, blending into the distant yellow outside the window.

Holding the purring cat in his arms, Sesame Paste quietly looked at Sisi, who was beside him, and asked in a low voice.

Is this part of the plan?

Sisi, who was lost in thought, shook his head.

I just let that mercenary spread the news about the Lost Valley where the legion is stationed, but I didn't expect the people here... to have such a big brain.

The legion stationed in the Lost Valley is holding an evil ceremony in an attempt to wake up the evil god who has been sleeping for 200 years, and use the power of the devil to capture the insurmountable Petra...

The plan exceeded expectations, and even a staunch believer like Old Buma began to waver.

Looking at the old face full of sorrow, Sisi couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Are you trying too hard...

And just when she was worried, there was a heavy knock on the door.

Sesame paste standing by the door heard it and walked up to open the door.

Sorry, it's closed today—

In the middle of speaking, she froze on the spot the moment she saw the person at the door clearly.

I saw a group of guards standing at the door with live ammunition, there were about thirty guards.

They had submachine guns on their waists, and they were already in their hands.

The man at the head was the captain of a nearby patrol.

Old Buma recognized that face at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile.

Captain Seandis? What are your orders?

Ignoring the old man, Seandis looked around the room expressionlessly, including the talking bear.

Who is the boss here?

Rourou hesitated and was about to raise her hand when the tail next to her was one step ahead of her——

However, before the arm of the tail was raised, it was pushed back by Sisi who was standing aside.

'give it to me'

Giving Tail a reassuring look, Sisi walked to the side of the sesame paste.

Glancing at the mercenaries who had been brought under control, she looked at the patrol captain and said calmly.

it's me.

Seeing that she had no intention of resisting arrest violently, the patrol captain didn't talk nonsense and waved.

Come with us.

...

A castle in twilight.

The palace of the city lord of the Petra fortress was crowded with anxious officials.

A man in luxurious clothes sat on a stone chair, looking down at the people under the steps with a blank expression,

His right elbow rested on the cold armrest, and the index finger of his left hand tapped on the armrest. He seemed to be lost in thought, but also seemed to be purely impatient.

His name is Sion, and he is the lord of the Petra Fortress here. His family is a famous family in the Hump Kingdom, and has guarded the northern border of the kingdom for generations.

The Hump Kingdom declared war on the Falcon Kingdom a long time ago, but it has not sent troops for a long time.

While many see this as a weakness of the royal family, he knows otherwise.

There is no man in this kingdom more devout and braver than your Majesty.

How could that respectable lord not be aware that the consequences of appeasement can only be exchanged for making progress.

In fact, the royal family has always wanted to gather troops to go north to help, but the city lords, including the city lord Yinyue, only want to pay money, not people.

These profit-seeking businessmen are still counting on killing the Legion with money bags.

This is not a problem that money can solve at all.

Thain is of course on the King's side.

The reason why the Petra Fortress and his family can survive to this day is due to the grace of the royal family.

They ate the food from the oasis, drank the water from the oasis, and were the most loyal garrison states, which were fundamentally different from those city-states where nobles and merchants relied on corruption to govern.

However, he alone is not enough.

In this kingdom corrupted by money, cowards are everywhere, but brave people are rare.

Whether it is His Majesty's court, or his court...

...We should negotiate with the Legion. There is nothing that cannot be solved by sitting down and talking.

The lion royal family is too rude. If they hadn't taken in the heirs of the honey badger royal family, they wouldn't have been targeted by the Falcon Kingdom!

Actually, I think... it's not bad to be like the Falcon Kingdom. The legion has given them a lot of assistance. The reason why the oasis is not deserted is because the people of the legion are helping them.

This is really nothing to say. Although the Willant people have a bad temper and a scary attitude towards slaves, they still have nothing to say about vassals. They will give what they lack.

No matter what, don't go to war. The soil of Petra Fortress can't grow food. Once the trade is affected by the war, those poor people will starve.

The courtiers in the palace talked a lot.

Including those nobles, wealthy businessmen and guests who have no real power.

Someone proposed to negotiate with the Legion.

Some people even vaguely hinted that the Falcon Kingdom seems to be doing well. Not only is the Falcon royal family sitting on the throne, but the national power has doubled compared to ten years ago.

Sion was very upset when he heard this, but he couldn't get angry with these people, after all, the Petra Fortress couldn't do without them.

He was about to wave his hand to drive these people away, but at this moment, footsteps came from the door of the hall.

The heavy wooden door opened.

The captain of the guard stood in front of the door and gave a military salute.

My lord, I brought that person.

The officials and nobles in the hall stopped talking one after another, and looked at the door curiously.

Sion beckoned, motioning for him to bring the man up.

The captain of the guard bowed to accept the order, and walked out the door neatly.

After a while, he brought a woman of a different race.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall started whispering, wondering what the city lord was planning to do.

Ignored the noisy voice.

Sion, who was sitting on the stone chair, stared at the woman under the steps and sized her up.

Do you know why I called you here?

Knowing that pretending to be crazy is useless, Sisi simply nodded and admitted.

Know.

Seeing the unchanging expression on that face, there was a trace of appreciation in Sai'an's eyes.

Those cowards who wish to kneel to the Legion should be ashamed of what they said, not a little girl has the courage.

but--

Appreciation is appreciation.

The law is the law.

Looking down at the person under the steps, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, he said with a half-smile.

In the Hump Kingdom, those who spread rumors and cause trouble will have their tongues cut off.

Cheating in the name of gods will be punished by sand, buried in yellow sand and exposed to the sun for ten days, and no food or fresh water will be given to non-gods.

Giving alms to the suffering can save you from three days of punishment, and you can choose the order in which you will be punished.

Are you pleading guilty?

The solemn and cold voice echoed in the empty hall.

Everyone's eyes focused on her, some were surprised, some were as expected, and some were expressionless.

I didn't expect that the rumored incident in the city was actually caused by a little girl... This sounds a bit unbelievable.

But looking at the expression of the city lord, it doesn't seem like he is joking.

A look of interest gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

Regardless of whether she was pushed out to take the blame, they were all curious about how the alien girl planned to answer.

Sisi was silent and did not speak.

She knew that no matter whether she nodded or shook her head at this time, it would not end well.

Having said that, does Busch refer to exchanging golden camel coins for those waste products?

She didn't think it was a charity, at most it was a mutually beneficial business.

However, she was a little surprised that the city lord knew so well what happened in the city.

It seems that I still underestimate the wisdom of NPCs for granted.

At that time, after finishing that matter, they should immediately give those mercenaries a sum of money and let them leave here as soon as possible.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that I have not implicated other members of the Knights.

The city lord seemed to despise their little property, or maybe he didn't bother to plunder in this way.

After calming down, Sisi's mind was spinning quickly, thinking of ways to break the situation.

Do you deny that those rumors were made up by yourself?

This is a fact.

She really didn't make up the part about the gods, and those exaggerated rumors were all born out of rumors.

However, this kind of sophistry is obviously useless. The other party will not play word games with her at all. As long as the mercenary pleads guilty, it will be meaningless for him to deny it.

As for moving out of the league, that's even less advisable.

If the Hump Kingdom is allowed to regard itself as a spy ordered by the alliance, the result may be even worse.

Not to mention whether it will lose the favorability of the manager, if such an operation is really done, it will turn an ordinary case into a diplomatic dispute. If you don't do it well, you will fall directly to the opposite side.

Their beliefs were not so strong...

Wait, faith!

Grasping the clue to break the game in an instant, Sisi's eyes lit up slightly, and his boiling brain quickly cooled down.

Recalling what she had read in the two books, she collected her thoughts for a moment and looked up at the city lord sitting on the stone chair.

Dear Mr. City Lord, those rumors in the city are indeed related to me, but I don't think I'm guilty.

There were whispers in the hall.

The city lord narrowed his eyes slightly, and switched to supporting his chin with his left arm.

oh?

Although this pale sophistry could not change her fate, he still wanted to hear what this man was going to say to exonerate himself.

Those rumors did start with me, but they weren't rumors.

She looked up.

She could feel those gazes falling on her body, most of them had malicious intentions, and most of the other half were in the mood of watching the excitement.

However, she didn't have any timidity.

She knew very well in her heart that if she showed timidity at this time, even if she showed a little hesitation, it would mean that all previous efforts would be wasted.

There was no change in that calm expression, she raised her volume, and her voice took on a hint of reverence—or justification.

That confidence doesn't just come from the fact that what she said is true.

More because——

That's God's will.