This Game Is Too Realistic

The gate of Hope Town.

The caravan attendants who were loading and unloading the goods looked around nervously, feeling a little panic at the sudden mist that filled the surroundings.

Both the guard at the door and the mercenary standing near the truck clenched their rifles tightly, guarding their surroundings, especially the small forest to the north.

People in the town exchanged glances with each other and whispered in surprise.

It's getting foggy?

How could it be afternoon?

And this color...

This color doesn't look like ordinary fog, there shouldn't be any poisonous gas...

Could it be those mutants?

This speculation is not unreasonable, after all, the mutants just came here a few days ago, and they were deflated by the Alliance.

People's eyes gradually turned into panic, and they returned home one after another, found gas masks and put them on conditionally, and soaked towels to cover their mouths and noses unconditionally.

A certain green-skinned half-race stood at the corner of the street, his hood was pulled down to cover his frowning brows, and his right hand was pressed to his chest.

Half of the mutant blood flowed through his body.

And at this moment, this part of the blood is restlessly stirring...

The gate of the town hall.

Ma Hechang stared blankly at the changes in the surroundings and the sky, with a hint of panic written on his anxious face, and whispered in his mouth.

what is happening.

Standing beside him, Wei Ming didn't speak.

This middle-aged pastor, who was always easy-going, seemed to be a different person at this moment, looking at the sky expressionlessly.

He seemed to have anticipated what was happening before him, and was not surprised at all.

Ma Hechang's Adam's apple twitched, looking at him, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little strange, and he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

With trembling lips, he tentatively opened his mouth.

...Old Wei?

The priest withdrew his gaze from the sky, and suddenly spoke a word on his own.

It's the Holy Son.

Ma Hechang was slightly taken aback, his face became even more flustered, and he hurriedly asked nervously.

My lord, what did he say?

The pastor spoke slowly.

He didn't say anything.

He's just mad.

Ma Hechang's breathing stagnates.

angry……

He didn't remember doing anything to offend Lord Shengzi.

wrong--

If I have to say it, there is actually one thing. They got very close to the alliance before and let those soldiers stay in the town for one night.

The alliance and the church have a problem, he has heard a little bit, if it is because of this matter, the Holy Son does have reason to be angry.

But that was a special situation after all, those green-skinned beasts had all been killed at their door, and people who were not from the alliance helped them might have already entered the frying pan.

Should they surrender without resistance?

And why?

The torch clearly promised to bring them peace and prosperity, and they chose to convert after believing what the missionaries said, but those green-skinned beasts still appeared in front of them.

Who betrayed whom?

The unbeliever's betrayal caused him to send down divine punishment. The green plague will cover the earth, and soon everyone will see the boiling anger...

Said some words of unknown meaning in a low voice, Wei Ming looked at Mayor Ma with a blank and terrified expression, and continued in a meaningful tone.

Send some men to Pine Cone Farm.

That's what happens to traitors.

...

Pinecone Farm in the middle of the mist.

Since most of the players were scattered around the settlement, and the gathered survivors attracted the rest of the players to the gate of the manor, this inconspicuous building seemed a little deserted at the moment, only the underground experiment on the north side The entrance to the room is heavily guarded.

The moment that footprint stepped on the floor, translucent ripples swayed in the empty corridor, outlining the outline of a streamlined exoskeleton.

The pitch-black eyepiece covered the man's eyes, and he was like a machine executing orders, without a word of nonsense, he raised the muzzle of the gun neatly.

The moment she met the sight of the muzzle of the gun, Yinyin felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of her head, and her brain went blank like a shutdown.

At this moment, time is like frost, and every second is infinitely elongated.

No time to think at all.

She hugged the lamb in her arms almost instinctively, twisted around suddenly, and blocked her with her back.

A sharp pain pierced through her back, leaking from the lower side of her ribs, causing her body to sway forward, and she almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, she heard the short gunshot.

boom--!

She lowered her head and saw the beautiful clothes stained red with blood, and the lamb with wide-eyed eyes.

Vaguely, in her trance consciousness, she heard a heart-piercing cry——

don't want--!

lamb……

She tried to speak, but only blood gushed out.

The man seemed to be planning to refill the gun, but for some reason, he mechanically pressed down the raised muzzle of the gun, drew out the blood-stained dagger and walked towards her.

Intuition told Yinyin.

That person's target does not seem to be himself.

By the way, speaking of...

In the entire manor, it seemed that only the lamb was not affected by Naguo.

She vaguely seemed to understand something. If Naguo was really important to the Church of the Torch, they would definitely not hope that the alliance would develop an antidote, and it would be normal for them to focus on the lamb.

And after all, everyone became like that last night, in fact, it was because of Naguo...

Obviously such a simple truth is there, but for some reason she never found out, and even blamed those people for her father's death, thinking that it would be good if those people never came.

Karma has actually been planted a long time ago, and they planted it themselves. Those people are the same whether they have been here or not.

Her father believed those people easily and gave everything to them, which is why he died.

And she is the same, until the end she also believed in that Lord Son, and now he is coming to kill her best friend.

In the end, she is the sheep in the sheepfold...

Run...

The scorching liquid ran across her cheeks. She didn't know whether it was blood or tears of regret. She exhausted her last bit of strength and left these words in her friend's ear.

The crumbling consciousness finally couldn't hold on any longer, and she fell forward along with her body, into the boundless abyss.

However, to her disappointment, the lamb, who has always been docile and obedient, did not listen to her and run away obediently this time, but was still doing meaningless things, using clothes to bandage her wound that could not stop bleeding.

Human-shaped shadows fell on the two of them, looking at the toe of the shoe that was close at hand, the lamb's neck stiffened, he put away his trembling hands, faced him, and knelt on the ground.

Please...don't hurt Yinyin, save her, I, I can die for her...

The man did not speak.

He is the executioner of the Tribunal, code-named Mountain Falcon. Unlike the executioner squads that are part-time defensive missions, he is more like a solitary killer than a unit that undertakes special combat missions.

There was only one person to be executed in this mission—the antibody carrier who survived the 03 band.

If the bishop hadn't said that the little girl named Yinyin had a sanctuary implanted in her head and asked him to save her life, he would have sent both of them away just now.

but……

Why would the bishop do such unnecessary things?

There should be quite a few sanctuaries in this settlement. Is there anything special about this one?

He doesn't understand.

But I didn't intend to think too much about it.

As the sword of the church, he only needs to follow the instructions of the forerunner to sweep away those heresies that may hinder the great plan.

In the face of civilization, a life or two is of little importance.

Looking at the hand stretched out to his hair and the dagger close at hand, Lamb's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and he closed his eyes out of fear of pain.

However, the expected pain did not come, and a roar accompanied by the sound of piercing the air pierced through the entire corridor.

The mountain falcon holding the dagger was startled suddenly, clenched his fist and slammed it behind him smoothly, colliding with the black shadow that was speeding up.

The huge force was beyond his imagination, and it made him stagger for a while, and he took two steps back before stopping.

And when he saw that face clearly, he was stunned for half a second.

He remembered this man.

He distinctly remembered slitting the guy's throat with a dagger, and it was with another guy in an exoskeleton.

It's just that for some reason, the guy who should have been so cold came back to life at this moment, and the scar on his neck disappeared, replaced by a scar in the shape of a scarlet centipede.

The centipede-like scar didn't look like something on his body, it was like a large piece of gauze stuck to his neck, and the blood oozing gradually could be seen under the pulsating flesh membrane.

The man held a short knife in his right hand, and held the dagger he had stabbed through. With a ferocious smile on his face, he spat bloody saliva on his helmet.

MMP! Fortunately, I installed a biological prosthesis...

Both Kidney Fighter and Killer Dagger were equipped with exoskeletons before. Good Dog thought about not being able to install a useless iron bump like those two bastards, but he felt that something was missing if he didn't pretend.

So he had an idea, imitated the mosquitoes, went to Xiaoyu, and got himself a biological prosthetic body suit.

It is said that it can be immune to a fatal injury, and can also speed up the recovery of HP in battle, the only price is experience decay.

Thankfully he installed one.

Or the knife stabbed in the neck just now sent him away directly.

Shan Falcon couldn't understand what he was saying, but just looked at the cursing man in front of him coldly, and kicked him in the chest, trying to distance himself and shoot.

The good dog who had been kicked in the chest let out a muffled grunt. It felt like a train hit the breastplate of the exoskeleton, squeezing all the air out of his lungs.

However, he didn't let the killer succeed. He locked the lower limb joints of the Type Five light cavalry exoskeleton to resist the kick, then kicked his legs suddenly, and hugged his thighs with both hands, trying to push him down. on the ground.

Shan Falcon, who couldn't make a distance, was startled. While controlling the balance of his center of gravity, the dagger slammed into the man who was hugging his right leg.

The dagger went where it hadn't been covered by the armor, two inches deep into Good Dog's shoulder blade, which didn't hurt, but made him grin.

Seeing that he didn't let go, the mountain falcon mercilessly continued to stab several times in a row, almost stabbing all the non-critical parts of his back that were not protected by armor.

After all, it is a good brother of the perception department, whose physical fitness is not as good as that of the strength and physique department. The good dog who wanted to trip the killer to the ground failed to get him, but made his back bleed profusely. I don't know how many eyes were poked.

Fuck... it's really fun.

Glancing at the little girl lying in a pool of blood, the good dog gritted his teeth and slammed into the window on the side of the corridor near the patio with all his strength.

Anyway, one life for three days, if you don't use it now, you will regret it sooner or later!

pala——

The glass of the window was smashed outwards, and fell from the second floor to the open space of the patio, making a crisp sound like a bell.

The sound of fierce fighting is enough to attract the attention of other players near the annex, and someone should come here soon.

Haogou stared ferociously at the killer who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end, exerted force with his arms and legs, and dragged him out of the window together.

Then let's go together—!

Caught off guard and taken out of the window, Shan Falcon never expected this guy to do this trick, and stared at this desperate lunatic in surprise.

Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he reached out and grabbed the edge of the window, hung it outside the window, raised his left foot and kicked violently at the person who was hugging his right leg.

Of course you won't fall to your death at this height.

But his mission is the lamb carrying the human antibody, if he falls from here, he will definitely have no chance.

Unable to break free from the man holding his right leg, Shan Falcon gritted his teeth and threw away the dagger, and was about to reach for the frag grenade hanging around his waist, when he saw a successful smile on the bruised face beneath him.

Let's go to hell together!

Just now, he unplugged the fuse of the last plastic bomb on the exoskeleton harness—this last bomb is also an old tradition of the Burning Corps.

A plume of smoke rose from under the breastplate of the exoskeleton.

Shan Falcon's expression froze slightly, and before the expression on that face turned into panic, the flames and thick smoke of the explosion instantly engulfed the two of them.

The windows of the entire corridor were shattered by the shock.

Because the explosion happened outside, the shock wave did not spread into the corridor, but even so, the lamb who just wanted to get up to help was thrown to the ground.

Well--!

Regardless of the pain that was about to burst into tears, the lamb struggled to get up from the floor covered with shards of glass, looked fearfully at the broken window, then at Yin Yin lying in a pool of blood, bit his lip and limped Walked over with a slouch.

The shocking pool of blood made her give up any hope for the one-ten-thousandth possibility, but she still stretched out her trembling index finger and pressed it against Yinyin's lips...

Not breathing.

When she lowered her hand, she only felt her mind spinning, and she slumped on the ground exhausted.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from the corridor, and she saw a lot of people rushing towards her, including the sister researcher who drew her blood, and other people wearing exoskeletons.

There are wounded here!

Stop her bleeding!

Damn it... this guy isn't breathing.

Where's the treatment needle?! Who will lend me one!

Excuse me, I have it here!

In a trance, she heard those people shouting something, picked Yin Yin up from the glass shards and blood all over the floor and rushed towards the stairs.

Chen Yutong squatted in front of her, hugged her shoulders vigorously, and whispered something in her ear with a crying voice.

Without the slightest bit of joy for the rest of his life, Xiao Yang suddenly felt his nose sore, and all the emotions rushed out of his eyes.

She has never been so sad...

...

Official website forum.

Although Jinhe City, which is 800 kilometers away from Shuguang City, has become a mess, the forum in another world is still very calm.

Don't talk about it, dude found a new den in the north of Fallen Leaf City, where you can hang eels with thick thighs, but it's a bit useless.

The Storm Corps has taken over the task of suppressing bandits from the Jungle Corps, and Brother Spring is sharing his experience in fighting the alien lairs in the north and the jungle on the forum.

As for Big Eye, he lost contact in Luoxia Province for a long time, but he finally came back recently, and he also shared travel experience on the forum, which can be regarded as a strategy in another sense.

By the way, the Weilante people who were stranded in Pioneer City finally waited for the parts sent from afar, repaired the airship and embarked on the return journey.

He was about to go to the distant city of Triumph, and the Zhandi guy was both looking forward to and hesitant, and he didn't know when he would be able to return home wearing a pangolin vest.

But in general, everyone's daily life is still very happy.

Ye Shi, who logged off early, reported the situation in the group, and after that, he had nothing to do, so he went to the forum to open a post when he was idle and bored.

Damn...the boat capsized in the gutter today.

Paddle on the edge: What's wrong with you brother?

Irena: Tell me, I'm curious. (funny)

There was a moment of silence in the post.

After being urged for a full minute, Ye Shi said reluctantly.

...Uh, I got stabbed on the way to trigger the mission.

Spring Water Commander: Pfft...

Elven King Fugui: Who can beat your perception system??

Ye Shi: I'm so confused, I don't feel anything at all, Haogou and I disappeared in two seconds, and I thought he was wiped on his neck... There must be something wrong with that guy.

Spring Water Commander: Could it be an awakened person from the Church of the Torch?

Ye Shi: It's not as simple as an awakened one...I feel more like that...

Edge paddling: Which???

Ye Shi: Frost, solar eclipse...

Unprofessional retort: ​​Fuck? Bionic warrior?!

Ye Shi: Well... I heard that the essence of the perception system is the comprehensive sensing of certain biological pheromones and the capture of environmental changes. For bionics, the former does not exist at all, and it is basically difficult for me to perceive in advance. .”

Of course, it could also be a prosthetic person like Heya who implanted a large number of bionic prosthetic bodies.

Considering that the black boxes held by the Church of the Torch are mainly synthetic bionic organs, it shouldn't be difficult to get a prosthetic human out.

At most it's just a matter of cost.

Commander Quanshui: Well... Although I don't know the situation on your side, but if you say that... Isn't that annex dangerous?

Ye Shi: I've already told the brother in charge of the offline and offline liaison in the group that nothing will happen... But it's strange, why hasn't that brother Haogou come down yet, he didn't die with me ?”

The Burning Corps has always had the habit of arranging people to take turns to be on duty offline, so that they can exchange information on and off the line in a timely manner. This is also Brother Fang's idea.

So the moment he died, Ye Shi went to the group to tell the brother who sent the message about it, and asked him to go online to notify everyone that something happened in the annex.

But the strange thing is that Brother Gou hasn't bubbled up to now.

Ye Shi was wondering in his heart, but it turned out that Cao Cao Cao Cao would be here, and the moment he typed this line, the ID that the dog had picked up such a good name popped up in the post.

Hey! I'm fighting fiercely with that BOSS, are you pouring water here?!

Ye Shi: Fuck, what's going on?! Aren't you dead?

Good Dog: Who told you that Grandpa is dead! Let me tell you, Xiao Yu's Resurrection Armor is really useful! At that time, I was about to go offline, but my neck felt hot and I stood up again!

Elf King Fugui: ??? Are you so awesome?

Irena: This hang... is invincible, and I will go all the way later. (Funny)

Ye Shi: Wait, let's not talk about Resurrection A, what's going on with you?! What the hell is that guy who stabbed us?

He was more concerned about that little Luo Li.

As for whether the good brother died or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, everyone has a life for three days, and they have been saved recently, so they will die if they die.

Good Dog: God knows, that guy doesn't even care about me, but it seems like he's targeting the little girl with the antibody... Damn, it's an inhumane thing, even an older child can go down there hand!

Ye Shi: Where are people? (Khan)

Good Dog: I can't win, that guy has something, I wish I could give me five knives in a second, and it's probably the prosthetic person you mentioned in your post! But I reacted quickly, dragged it out of the corridor and used the old There is a way to replace him.

Extrajudicial lunatic: I'm new, if you don't understand, just ask, what's the old way. (curiosity)

Good Dog: Hey, I'll teach you when I'm alive. (shy)

While everyone was discussing, Brother Fang's ID suddenly appeared.

Which one of you is on the Heart of Steel? Or can you contact the airship in the game?

Feng Qing: (raise hand)

Fang Chang: About 25 kilometers in the direction of the entire Pine Cone Farm, near the exact coordinates (X-233, Y-365), our reconnaissance team witnessed a group of mutant troops, about a thousand people in size, found A small number of vehicles, the type is unknown, and the speed is between 10 and 20... We are in radio silence, please help me report the coordinates to the Heart of Steel.

Feng Qing: Huh?

Fang Chang: What's wrong?

Feng Qing: It's nothing... It's just that our team leader just went out to help you investigate, but now it seems that we don't need it anymore? 0.0

Ye Shi: It's okay, we will laugh at him for a while, and we will definitely not let him stand out. (Funny)

Irena: (funny)

...

Heart of Steel, bridge.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​smoke piled up on the ground in the distance, the captain standing by the floor-to-ceiling window couldn't help frowning.

...the visibility on the ground was so poor that our plane couldn't see anything.

Chu Guang looked at him and asked.

Have you found the source of the fog?

The captain shook his head gravely.

The opinion of the consultants we hired from the Institute of Biological Sciences is that... these coverings may not be pure fog, but spores released from the soil.

Spore? Chu Guang frowned slightly.

The captain nodded.

The consultant said that according to the clues she collected from the front line, the hyphae lurking in the soil, animals and plants will release spores similar to the slime mold under certain circumstances, but it does not have the same properties as the slime mold. The ability to exchange information through spores like a nest of fungi... This is mainly caused by the gene fragments in its body that are partly derived from the slime mold.

Chu Guang: Is there a relationship between Nagomycetes and slime molds?

The captain hesitated for a moment and said.

She thinks it is related, but that Nago should not be a certain branch of the slime mold, but artificially cut some gene fragments from the slime mold, and grafted it into the nucleus of some other strain... This research It's still in progress, and the consultant can't give me an accurate conclusion.

Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.

I see.

At this moment, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on his shoulder, suddenly raised her head, approached him and said something in his ear.

After Chu Guang finished listening, he looked at the captain standing aside.

The gun position on the port side and the main gun on the bow are preparing for fire, aiming at the (X-233, Y-365) coordinate area, correcting 500 meters to the west, and Xu Jin's barrage advances two kilometers to the west.

The captain looked serious when he heard the words, and immediately responded without asking why.

yes!