This Game Is Too Realistic

In the Boulder City Industrial Zone, there is a notice at the entrance with the name and number written on it.

A black group of people stood in front of the notice board.

From time to time, excited cheers sounded, and those who found their names all looked excited, as if they had won the lottery. People around all cast envious lights on that person, only regretting that the response to the mobilization was too late and that they didn't work hard enough at that time.

Not counting the scavengers outside the city, there is almost no primary industry in Boulder City, only secondary and tertiary industries. Even if the labor laws are tightened and all child laborers under the age of 16 are sent to full-time schools with board and lodging, there will still be hundreds of thousands of registered workers.

The 1,800 free apartments are like pouring water on dry land, but it still gives many people hope for a better life.

Lovett said that when all the houses in this settlement are airtight and the financial situation improves, they will consider building some houses with better living conditions and affordable for everyone.

Although he didn't hold out any hope, Kent still couldn't help but wandered around the signboard. It turned out that it was just a glimpse of hopelessness, but his eyes widened in surprise.

...with my name?

Thinking he was wrong, Kent rubbed his face vigorously with his dusty sleeve.

After reconfirming that the name and serial number were correct, he was too late to be happy, fearing that he would be robbed, so he immediately squeezed to the front of the crowd and went through the relevant procedures at the registration office.

Looking at the residence permit in his hand, Kent was very excited. He didn't expect that he would be able to live in the building one day.

But he was still a little uneasy, so he couldn't help but looked at the staff and asked.

This house...how is it divided?

This question is often asked, but the workers sitting behind the wooden table don't care, and skillfully mentioned the four priorities.

Priority is given to those who have already been demolished, to workers involved in construction, to those whose homes are within the scope of demolition, and to families of five and above.

Kent silently calculated in his heart that he was a bachelor, and the last item definitely did not meet the requirements. The first one doesn't match either, but the second and third ones do.

Not only did he actively participate in the construction, but he also put in all his energy and dared not be lazy at all. He was praised for his diligence.

And his air-leaky shack is obviously also within the scope of rectification. The new authorities don't know what's wrong with it. It seems that they can't see the air-leakage house. He obviously used mud to paste all the cracks in the wall.

At that time he had been sulking about it for several days, muttering that at least the nobles would not rob his shack, but now he complained silently.

It turned out that the new gentlemen didn't just tear it down and leave it alone.

But he really couldn't believe that there would be such a good thing, and he always felt that someone would take it away, so he couldn't help but ask in the end.

This house...is it really free to live in? No money?

The staff said with a smile.

No money! As long as you have no other real estate in the alliance, you can live there until it becomes a dilapidated house, and we will replace it with a new one for you. Ah yes, every household will have water and electricity in the future, and now the quota system does not accept it. Some money is given monthly, and the unused quota can be accumulated. After winter, it will be returned to the municipal government. If the quota is used up, there will still be some utility bills.”

What is hydropower?

Kent was at a loss for a moment, unable to figure out what the concept was, but he felt better when he heard that he would still have to charge a little money after the winter passed.

Sure enough, he was not wrong, the master is still there, but he is no longer called Mr. Fang Ming, but a carpenter named Lovett.

Lovett was appointed by the manager, so the master of Boulder City should be the manager.

But it's actually not bad.

After finding out that he was right, Kent was not angry, but rather happy.

That's really not a bad thing.

From a legal point of view, the people who were able to enter the refuge must have been the nobles of the People's Federation, so the orthodoxy of the People's Federation is the refuge.

Counting a little further, Boulder City was once a settlement planned by the War Construction Committee, so the orthodoxy of Boulder City is also in the north.

Northern Suburbs... Northern Suburbs...

Kent's eyes lit up, but he was a little shy.

Damn House, he dared to take everyone with a northern suburban hillbilly and a blue gopher, which almost ruined the big event!

That great manager and his soldiers are obviously the savior of mankind!

I am deceived!

Long live the manager!

Kent, who finally justified himself, was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He shouted in the street but didn't dare to speak loudly. He was submerged in the crowd and no one answered...

He felt a little lost, and blushed and shouted the alliance long live to show his loyalty. This time people heard it and smiled and congratulated him for moving into the new house.

Kent was so happy from ear to ear, he nodded to the people, clasped his hands together in congratulations, rejoiced that he had integrated into the new group, and left in a hurry.

...

Wasteland OL official website.

【Server Announcement:】

[Wasteland OL Second New Year Celebration Event! 】

[Introduction:

The plump, juicy and easy-to-preserve split-claw crab cakes accompanied us through the cold winter of 212 in the Wasteland Era. There would be no prosperous alliance without those lovely people wielding their pincers!

In the past year, we ate the split-claw crab by Linghu Lake as a rare animal. What magical alien species will we eat to become extinct next year?

The answer will be revealed tonight!

Like last year, the administrators have prepared a mysterious gift for every participating resident. The winner will unlock the limited achievement of Wasteland Gourmet, and will be permanently recorded in the Hall of Fame on the official website together with the recipe!

The manager of the alliance solemnly reminds everyone again that although this year is a good harvest year, there are still many people who are hungry, so remember not to waste it!

In addition, don't put everything in your mouth, be careful to spoil your stomach!

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[Activity time: December 28, 212 of the Wasteland Era to January 1, 213 of the Wasteland Era]

[Location: All settlements in the Alliance (including Bicester Town)]

[Requirements: Get local materials, develop recipes, and make food that even ordinary people (Physique: 5) can eat! 】

[Selection rules: Each settlement selects two awards, that is, the food in the minds of players, and the food in the minds of local wastelanders. As the fifth inhabited place of the alliance, Boulder City will set up an additional special award, that is, food that has been recognized by the managers (the scope of materials is not limited, and the focus of the awards is: large quantity, cheap, delicious, nutritious and healthy)! 】

[Designated drug tester of Boulder City: Yaya]

New Year's Eve events are almost a common practice in major MMORPG games, and Wasteland OL is no exception, but the dog's plan to be lazy is a real hammer.

This year's event is almost the same as last year, and it is still related to food. It seems that a certain planner is determined to test the ecological balance of the server.

Since the split-claw crab cake was designated by the administrator as the special delicacy of Dawn City, the split-claw crab on the entire northern shore of Linghu Lake has been eaten and extinct.

If you want to hunt split claw crabs, you can only go to some subsidence waterlogged areas in the city, or go to Xizhou Lake in the north to see a large number of them.

Or just go south.

It is worth mentioning that in order to obtain a stable source of food, some wastelanders have also started farming, and have studied how to breed edible split claws with less aggressiveness, more frequent spawning, and more delicious meat on the edge of Linghu Lake. crab.

This is something Chu Guang never imagined.

Back to the activity itself.

This year was different from last year. After opening the market in Luoxia Province, there was no shortage of food. And the purpose of the event has changed from solving the survival crisis to enriching the lives of the residents of the alliance.

Boulder City is located on the edge of the third ring road, surrounded by tall buildings and ruins, and underground tunnels. The heterogeneous species active in this area are not just the fruiting bodies of the slime molds, and there are quite a lot of species. For experienced hunters, finding hibernating prey shouldn't be too difficult.

Chu Guang intends to continue this tradition and hold a similar server event at the end of each year to make hunting aliens a part of the alliance culture.

Compared with celebrating the birthday of the Great Horned Deer God, the festivals created by people are obviously much more meaningful.

After the announcement was made, it immediately aroused heated discussions among players and cloud players, but what he didn't expect was that people's slots were not in the event itself, but in other places.

Quit smoking: Hahaha! It's okay to designate a drug tester!

Yaya: I will die! QAQ

Makabazi: Hahahaha! The Fat Crow really hit it!

Yaya: Get lost! I'm getting fat! Go to hell!!! (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Fujiteng: Damn it, this indiscreet guy... plan to make a quick cut, it's too hateful! T.T

Crow: ???

Tails: Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Sisi: Don't cry, Awei, I'll ask Rourou to help you catch a fish and make soup.

Roushan Damomo: This is the sea, hey!!!

Tail: Oh! Last time Si caught up with a big tentacle monster! (ω)

Sisi: Uh...it's something I don't want to recall. (Full forehead)

Aww sesame paste: Ahaha... touch your head.

Big Eyes in Debt: Tentacles?! Tell me more. (Funny)

Construction site boy and Brick: What do you want to do? Human beings can't satisfy you anymore?

Big eyes in debt: Get out! Am I that kind of person? (angry)

Drum shampoo machine: My buddy is playing very perverted. (Funny)

Elven King Fugui: Lao Na called me a good guy. (Funny)

Irena: I'm just curious about the smell, why didn't Falling Feather brothers call it a good guy. (Funny)

Luo Yu: ???

Fang Chang: This game is too real. (Funny)

...

Immediately after the event announcement on the official website was released, a large number of players poured into Boulder City from Dawn City, and the square in front of the gate was bustling for a while.

Lively like a festival.

Group monsters! Interested speed private!

The Nanjiao Sewage Treatment Plant found a nest of split-claw crabs! Is there any brother who went to steal the crab eggs together! There is still a need for a nest.

Damn it, does anyone know what kind of meat this is? I seized it from a predator's lair... Does any brother who runs a business need dried meat?

Hahaha! Throw it away bro, you don't want to know what that is.

Damn! The homeless little Gaigai I sponsored yesterday stole my wallet! I don't believe in love anymore!

Calm down, at least the VM is reserved for you.

Wait... are you sure it was stolen?

...?

Although the New Year's Eve event can be participated in any settlement, the Boulder City, which has just been included in the player's power, has an additional award than other settlements.

If it weren't for the work they couldn't let go of, most of the life professional players would rather go to Boulder City to join in the fun.

What's more, the special award is selected by the manager himself, this is a great opportunity to increase the favorability of the faction boss!

Players who are determined to win the title of Wasteland Gourmet certainly don't want to miss it.

These newbies are really weak. You need to form a team to brush a split claw crab. They are too weak!

corner of the bazaar.

Looking at the chirping B-test rookies, Killer Dagger put his hands on the ground and grinned like a baboon.

The reason for posing this pose is not to pretend to be aggressive, but mainly to save energy.

Just a few days ago, he received a prosthetic transformation from Jushi Military Industry, turning his spine into a T-shaped alloy structure from his spine to his shoulders.

What's even more exaggerated is that his two fists are a big iron lump, which can be used as an excavator's shovel when put together.

Speaking of this fist, the murderer's dagger was puzzled.

He remembered that what he wanted was a fist the size of a casserole, the kind of law enforcement officer in Piltover, but the NPC named Ibbs didn't know what to think, and directly got him a fist the size of an iron pot.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

It's all installed.

Now he feels that his hands are full of inexhaustible power, a slap can kill a strength department, and the wind blowing can blow away the intelligence department!

Of course, the premise is that the other party stands still.

The dog took a good name and looked at him in a daze, and after a while, it screamed out.

Fuck?! Where did you get the half a million silver coins?

If he remembered correctly, the offer was around half a million.

At that time, he also laughed at this guy with a scallion on his nose, but he didn't expect this guy to actually pretend it? !

Seeing the stunned expression of the damaged friend, the murderer's dagger smiled embarrassedly, telling the truth.

It's not that expensive... I discussed with the NPC and removed the 'pigeon' missile launcher on the fist, and adjusted the price to 50,000 silver coins.

In addition, in exchange, he needs to regularly submit product usage data to Jushi Military Industry to facilitate Jushi Military Industry to improve its products.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Privacy is something, take it and use it casually, anyway, he didn't expect to have an X life in the game after changing to this ghostly appearance.

The good dog stared at him blankly, not knowing how to complain for a while, and it took him a long time to hold back the next sentence.

...I remember you didn't choose the agility department for stealth?

You don't understand, the murderous dagger pouted triumphantly. He wanted to pat Brother Gou on the shoulder, but he gave up after thinking about it. As long as you kill everyone, no one will know that I've been here. This is also a kind of stealth...and isn't there one in our team that is really stealthy? Well, Lao Kidney has also changed it.

As he spoke, he raised his chin, and the good dog looked at the direction his chin was pointing in a daze, and saw the kidney fighter wearing an alloy breastplate walking towards this side with a playful smile on his face.

Hahaha! Brother Gou, you're here too. Let me tell you, the prosthetic body transformation function of this Jushi Military Industry is really awesome!

...What did you change? Looking at the alloy breastplate and the open coat on his body, the good dog always had an ominous premonition.

The corner of Kidney Fighter's mouth curled up.

Hey... look.

As he spoke, he grabbed his clothes and threw them into the sky like a pervert, revealing the entire breastplate and two bare arms.

Only then did the good dog realize that this guy's alloy breastplate was not put on, but welded directly to his body.

Are you crazy? Good Dog looked at him blankly, There's something wrong with that...

Before he finished speaking, the pitch-black breastplate suddenly became transparent like ink diluted with water, and finally disappeared altogether.

The good dog's eyes were staring like light bulbs, and they almost didn't fall out of their sockets.

Fuck!? Optical camouflage?!

correct!

The kidney fighter with only limbs and head left smiled, touched his head floating in mid-air, and continued.

It's a pity that I don't have enough money, otherwise I can get a full set, but it's okay to just hide the stomach, at least the target is a lot smaller.

Like Brother Killing Dagger's equipment, the quotation is also 50,000 silver coins, which is equivalent to the price of half a heavy cavalry exoskeleton. It stands to reason that the optical camouflage would not be so cheap, but since it is a recycled waste product, it was discounted.

If it weren't for the rare opportunity, he wouldn't be able to put this thing on his body as a strength player. To put it bluntly, he was still greedy for cheap.

The good dog couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

Your mother is really talented!

It's hard to say whether you can sneak or not.

But it should be able to scare people half to death at night.

He took a closer look and found that the optical camouflage was not without weaknesses.

A slightly larger vibration can make it show a clear outline, and only when it is completely still can it approach 100% invisibility.

Looking at Brother Gou, who was already unable to complain, the Killing Dagger laughed and encouraged.

Brother, you can also go to the whole set, it will work.

Good Dog: What a ghost!

ah--!

While the two were talking, a scream suddenly came from the side.

I saw a little girl who had just come out of the market with a basket, and was so frightened that she sat paralyzed on the ground.

With a pale face, she looked at the kidney fighter who only had his head and limbs left. Regardless of the knee-high snow on the ground, she shivered and moved her hands and feet backwards.

Strange... monster...

Even though there are many strange things in the wasteland, there are not many heads floating in the air alone, let alone this head smiling at her.

Don't be afraid, lady, this is just...a special prosthetic body.

Kidney Fighter tried his best to squeeze a friendly smile on his face, and was about to explain to her in a half-baked human language, but he didn't expect that the girl was so frightened that he fainted before taking half a step forward.

Good Dog sighed and covered his forehead.

Wait to be kicked.

Killer Dagger whistled, put his hands on the ground and moved his body, facing the other side, pretending not to know this guy.

Looking at the two incomparably real good brothers, Kidney Fighter said dumbfoundedly.

Fuck! You—

Before he could finish his words, the guards of the Alliance had already rushed over in a hurry, and the players followed suit and yelled.

Fuck, awesome brother, why did you lose your stomach?

What new bug is this?!

Call the Terrorist Mobile Team! There are cyber lunatics here!

Cybercrazy?! Where?

Wait a minute! Don't turn it off yet! I'll take a picture!

...

On the huge wall, the whistling north wind blows fluffy flakes of snow.

Looking at the market in front of the gate and the crowds of people in front and behind the market, as well as the noisy customers, Ibers had a happy smile on his face.

Your inhabitants are geniuses.

Chu Guang, who was standing beside him, glanced at him.

Is it a compliment or a derogation.

Is genius still used in a derogatory sense? Ebbers rubbed the back of his head and said abruptly, By the way, the X-17 project has been approved. When are you going to spend your honeymoon with X-16?

Not interested in.

Not interested? Could it be... the little girl from the Malvern family? Tsk tsk tsk, you are probably crazy, that organism will definitely be destroyed, but—

Hearing the old man's nonsense, Chu Guang couldn't help but kicked him in the ass, although it wasn't very good considering his seniority.

Standing aside, X-16 silently watched Ibbers roll around on the ground a few times and get up, not intending to help this guy at all.

In fact, it can't help.

She had no doubt that neither she nor Ibers was a match for that human being, and he could pick her up and throw her out of the giant wall with one hand.

Even if he didn't turn on the power armor.

Is this the way the blue coats say hello? Ebbs, who got up from the ground, touched the back of his head and smiled, I can see that you are angry...I am very happy.

Are you M?

M? What is that? Forget it, it's a good thing to be angry anyway, and it's a human being to be angry. AI won't be really angry or happy... Ebbers shook his head, For example, my designer, Dear Mr. Fang Ming, it didn't really understand what the feeling of 'hate' is until the end.

Chu Guang looked at him.

So what are you trying to say?

Patting the snow off his body, Ibbers nodded slightly, elegantly like a gentleman, this etiquette was obviously learned from his former clients.

...I am very happy to serve a flesh-and-blood human being. Although Mr. Fang Ming respects me from the bottom of my heart, being a servant of a program is too boring.

Chu Guang glanced at him unexpectedly.

I thought you were the type who was afraid of chaos in the world.

This is not contradictory, AI should serve people, shouldn't it? Ebbers said with a smile, Anyway, as long as you hand over the slaughtering tools, you will soon spill your intestines and brains everywhere, and finally Not one is left, it's just a matter of time.

A year and a second are the same to me.

Looking at Ibers who said dangerous things without changing his expression, Chu Guang sighed softly.

It was my mistake to think for a second that you might be a good guy.

When Fang Ming was writing his soul, he probably unconsciously mapped all his malice towards human beings onto this guy.

Xiaoqi will hate the people and things she hates.

The same goes for this guy.

As much as Fang Ming hated his own mission before, he hated organisms that offended his master, even though he was extremely loyal to his customers in terms of procedures.

For humans, this is undoubtedly contradictory. It is difficult for humans to be loyal to something they hate from the heart, but it is another matter for AI.

Ebbers nodded slightly and said politely.

Correct, I'm not a human, but an AI.

He can be loyal to organic customers while providing customers with more efficient slaughtering tools based on their opinions.

Rather, the presence of customers is a must for him.

Chu Guang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Ask you something.

Ebbers said respectfully.

Excuse me.

Chu Guang went straight to the point and explained his reason for coming.

Is there any side effect of implanting prosthetic body?

Since Mosquito installed a prosthetic body for himself and showed it off everywhere, most of the players on the server have become potential customers of Jushi Military Industry.

Some want to make themselves more resistant, some want to install a nitrogen booster on their backs, and some want to be longer... and these are relatively normal needs.

The abnormal ones are like the few in front of the market, some of them changed their arms into excavators, and some of them were only half invisible in order to save money.

Speaking of mosquitoes, that guy is cruel enough.

Before that, he got a biological prosthesis from Xiaoyu, but before he could understand the symbiosis, he ordered eight robots for himself from Jushi Military Industry.

Calculated, his brain has to take care of twelve limbs, hundreds of joints, and another little life living in the body.

Is this guy's head all right?

Chu Guang remembered clearly that he was from the Agility department.

Of course there are side effects. Drinking too much water can make you die, not to mention replacing part of your body with a machine... Seeing Chu Guang's eyes getting sharper, Ebbers quickly added, Of course, we will use verbal In both form and in writing, inform customers of the possible risks of installing prostheses that exceed their own capacity! Every customer is absolutely informed before installing prostheses!

Chu Guang withdrew his gaze from him.

From now on, non-refuge residents can only install prostheses within the safety limit they can bear, and prostheses with functions such as neurofeedback and sensory simulation, which require the signature and authorization of a brain doctor with medical qualifications. Specific management As a rule, I will have my assistant transfer it to you later.

Ordinary residents still have to control it, even if they don't become cyber lunatics, potential medical problems are also the cost of the entire society.

As for the players...

Just let them be.

Anyway, there is one clone every three days. They were seriously injured and they didn't even like to go to the hospital.

Now the shelter is no longer short of active substances, if you really regret it, just throw yourself in the reformer and refine it.

Although Ibers was helpless, he could only agree.

As ordered.

Chu Guang nodded, turned around, and was about to take the elevator down the huge wall.

The population of Boulder City far exceeds that of other settlements in the alliance, so he has to talk to the city hall about the New Year's Eve event and make preparations in advance.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the bottom of the huge wall, and the considerable movement made Chu Guang stop involuntarily.

It seems to be outside.

Ibbers, who was standing on the edge of the giant wall, scraped his chin with his index finger.

Bending down to stare at the mossy shack below and the billowing smoke from one of the areas, he continued with interest.

From time to time, there will be such movements in the slums... Strictly speaking, it is outside the Boulder City, and it is not under the management of the Boulder City. I remember correctly, it should be managed by several gangs.

In the past, the aristocrats in the inner city longed for the stinky beggars outside the huge wall, and only when the tide came, they would recruit some people from inside, send out rifles and follow the mercenaries to fill in the line.

Hearing the word gang, Chu Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile suddenly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Almost forgot about the mice.

He hadn't really forgotten.

The first thing the homeless people do when they arrive in Boulder City is to stabilize the survivors in the slums of the outer city, organize them to set up tents, give them food, and register their names, height and weight, family, age and general living area .

It's both disaster relief and demographics.

The gang members are not interested in the porridge and food for the disaster victims, and they are not interested in signing up for the construction team.

The Alliance has used a series of means to transfer and resettle some of the refugees in the slums to the east of Dawn City for unified management, and a large number of laborers have been transferred to the construction site in the tunnel outside Boulder City.

After going back and forth in this way, the portraits of the remaining young and middle-aged people in the slums are very clear.

One must have a living livelihood.

Either do business, or be a mercenary, or do something that is inconvenient to say.

The Guard Corps has already targeted some gang leaders and high-level officials through interrogation of the nobles in the inner city and visits in the city.

Especially according to reliable clues, the Dagger Gang, one of the three major gangs hiding in the slums, has close business ties with the Buguera Free State in the north.

Chu Guang originally planned to wait until the tide was over before dealing with the rats, but now it seemed that they didn't realize that the sky in Qingquan City had changed at all.

After the tumor in Boulder City is removed, there will be no soil for predators to live in this area, and the existence of any evil forces will not be allowed on the alliance's territory.

Since can't wait.

Then when the tide comes, go and fill in the line.

Do you want to take care of it...well, when I ask nonsense.

Seeing Chu Guang's expression of course, Ibers showed a smile that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and then looked at X-16 standing aside.

There are a few little mice firing guns right under our noses, take your equipment and go there and have a look, don't let your master down.

As ordered.

The pitch-black mirror reflected the cold light, X-16 nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the elevator without saying a single word of nonsense...