This Game Is Too Realistic

late at night.

Cindyson, who was in a good mood, had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

Picking up the glasses from the bedside table and putting them on, he frowned and got out of bed, cursing as he walked towards the entrance angrily.

Knock, knock, knock...knock on Nima's door! What time is it, can't we wait until tomorrow to talk about something, what the hell!

At this moment, Hindison obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and didn't even think about it at all.

After all, the news about the fire in the printing factory has not yet reached here, and the subordinates who went with the parade have not come back to report to him.

If the news got here, he would probably panic, but probably only panic.

Whether it was bribing the employees of the printing factory or investigating the sources of those newspapers, it was all his subordinates who operated, and he was just manipulating the whole process behind the scenes.

I met a few times when I had the most connections.

No matter how powerful the manager of the alliance is, it is impossible to install eyes on top of his head, right?

He angrily opened the door.

Cindyson was about to start scolding, but was taken aback.

What came into view was neither his secretary nor the waiter of the hotel, but serious faces and the certificates that almost touched his face.

The leading man was dressed in an officer's uniform and looked at him coldly.

We are from the Guards Corps. We suspect that you are a spy from the Buguera Free State and are suspected of inciting sabotage. Please come with us.

A spy?!

Sweat suddenly broke out on Hindison's forehead. Seeing the elite soldiers armed with live ammunition at the door, he was almost frightened, and his voice also stammered.

Wait, did we... have some misunderstanding?! I'm just an honest businessman doing business, how could I be a spy—

The evidence was solid, the officer didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at all, he just beckoned.

take away.

Several soldiers filed in, handcuffed Sindison in pajamas, twisted his arms and held him, and walked out.

Wait, let go! Ahhh! The soldiers of the alliance have killed people! Help!

There was a hog-like howl in the corridor.

Cindyson, who had never seen such a battle before, was so frightened that tears and snot were hanging on his face, and his pants were wet... although no one punched him.

The officer gave the disgraceful thing a contemptuous look.

He is a little suspicious now. There may indeed be some misunderstanding in this guy's case. After all, a really trained spy would never be so cowardly.

But so what?

Even if he wasn't a spy, it wouldn't make a difference what he was doing.

After taking it back, he will interrogate it carefully.

Awakened by the pitiful howling like a slaughtered pig, the doors in the corridor opened one after another, revealing a head that only watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

Few wastelanders are afraid of death. After all, not all of them come from settlements with good living conditions.

Looking at those guys who were whispering and watching the excitement, the officer winked at the soldiers next to him.

The latter understood it, took out an arrest warrant from his arms, shook it at the residents watching the fun, and said loudly.

This is an arrest warrant signed by the Union Court. We will conduct a public trial for the suspect within seven days, and the trial time will be announced in the court!

Friends who have come from afar, please rest assured that we will never wrong an innocent good man, but we will never lightly spare criminals who disturb our order. If you are curious about what crime he committed, you can go to the court to apply for an audit.

Routine done.

He put away the arrest warrant, followed the other comrades in arms and escorted the struggling and fussing Sindisson, and walked downstairs towards the hotel.

The same scene was happening in another hotel not far away.

Not only the mastermind Sindisson was involved in the Qingquan City Daily case, but also six other merchants from the Buguera Free State.

Such a big movement, superimposed on the previous parade on the street and the fire in the industrial area, the news quickly spread throughout the city.

Since all the merchants who were arrested were from the Buguera Free State, the merchants who just passed by were trembling with fright, not knowing what happened.

Is this going to war with our neighbors to the north?

It can't be so sudden, can it?

All night long, all the merchants from Buguera were anxiously asking what happened, for fear that they would be involved...

...

The long night is finally over.

In the early morning of the next day, in the office of the editor-in-chief of the Survivor Daily newspaper, a voiceless exclamation suddenly came out.

It's all burnt out?!

Hearing that the newspaper published yesterday was destroyed by a fire, the editor-in-chief of Survivor Daily Zhao Yigeng blurted out a sentence, and then he was stunned and lost his voice on the spot.

Such outrageous things have never happened before, not even when the front line is less than fifty kilometers away from the industrial zone!

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about tomorrow's headlines, but unfortunately, today's update is probably gone.

Faced with this unprecedented situation, Zhao Yigeng didn't know how to deal with it.

Just as he was having a headache, there was a knock on the door.

Thinking that it was probably the editor who sent the manuscript, he reflexively raised his head and shouted.

Come in.

The door opened.

However, looking at the person who walked in, Zhao Yigeng was taken aback, and stood up from the desk with a bang.

The same was true for the secretary standing at the desk, his eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the man with a warm smile at the door, and he didn't know where to put his hands for a moment.

It took Zhao Yigeng three seconds to quickly tidy up his appearance, and hurriedly squeezed out a hasty and enthusiastic smile towards Chu Guang, and straightened his right hand to meet him.

It's a pleasure to meet you! Dear Mr. Manager, what brought you here? Let you see a joke, I have nothing prepared.

After shaking the editor-in-chief's hand, Chu Guang let go and said with a smile.

It's too polite. I just happened to pass by here, so I came in for a walk. I hope I didn't disturb your work.

Why bother! Xiao Wang, quickly make a cup of tea for Mr. Manager...Mr. Manager, please sit down! Zhao Yigeng blushed excitedly, and he was about to invite Chu Guang to the sofa next to him while talking.

Okay, okay! The secretary named Xiao Wang hurried to the teapot beside him, and almost spilled water on the filing cabinet because of his panic.

Embarrassed by the enthusiasm of these two, Chu Guang coughed lightly.

Don't be so nervous. Well... I won't sit on it. I'm afraid I'll have to get a new one if I sit on it.

Putting this sentence down in a joking tone, Chu Guang then looked at the secretary who was putting the tea on the table, and said kindly, Your name is Xiao Wang, right? Please go out and avoid it, Mr. Editor-in-Chief and I There is something to discuss.

Both of them were taken aback when they heard this.

However, Editor-in-Chief Zhao's reaction was quick.

Under the wild gesture of his eyes, the secretary named Xiao Wang hurriedly left the office and closed the door for the two of them.

Go out to the corridor.

Xiao Wang soon saw that the guard who always followed the manager every step of the way was also standing here, and he felt a drum in his heart.

What did Mr. Zhao do?

Even let the manager come here in person...

It wasn't just Xiao Wang who was standing in the corridor who was muttering, the most nervous one was of course Zhao Yigeng who was standing in the office.

He was so excited just now, but now he is so nervous.

The tone of the manager's speech always made him feel like he was being questioned by the teacher, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what he didn't do well to offend the lord.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, Chu Guang spoke slowly.

I came here to inquire about something with you. Does today's newspaper have any content about the East District of Qingquan City?

When Zhao Yigeng heard that this was the case, he was relieved immediately, and said with a smile.

No! Don't worry about this! After receiving the news of the military control in the eastern district of Qingquan City, I immediately notified the editorial department to let them suppress the relevant news—

Chu Guang: Who told you to suppress it!

Ah... Zhao Yigeng was taken aback by the reprimand, and opened his mouth. He couldn't think of anything to blame, so he shook his head nervously, That's not true.

Although the alliance has invested heavily in the media, it seldom directly intervenes in the development of the media. At most, it can designate a business scope for them to do it themselves.

For example, although Survivor Daily is collectively controlled by the refuge, the refuge has never appointed a high-level representative of the refuge to interfere with the newspaper's operation.

Zhao Yigeng himself is the leader of Survivor Daily.

Blocking the news was a decision he made based on the documents above and out of his own political sense. This order was issued from him, and no one really instructed him to do so.

But he didn't think there was any problem with doing so, after all, there was a celebration soon, and there was a funeral after the celebration.

Even if you want to report the news of the East District of Qingquan City, you have to wait for the two more noteworthy events to pass before reporting, right?

Besides, it depends on whether the alliance authorities intend to keep this matter secret.

Seeing that Editor-in-Chief Zhao was completely unaware of the problem, Chu Guang sighed and continued patiently.

Military control is to prevent unrelated people from entering into danger, and the cause of death will not be clear at that time. There are not only slime mold fruiting bodies, but also alien species, and there may even be mutants or predators flying there! We have enough The guarantee can ensure the safety of 'Xiao Yu', but if someone dies inside, even if it is not at the hands of Xiao Yu's fruit entity, people will subconsciously count this fate on it, which will cause irrational panic .”

The residents of the refuge are exploring a way of living with harmless slime mold fruiting bodies. The East District of Qingquan City will lift military control when the situation is appropriate...

Looking at Zhao Yigeng who was nodding his head like he was pounding garlic, Chu Guang stopped talking, and said with hatred.

I didn't say these words to make you shave a few hairs on your head, but to let you write these things in our newspaper! You have to interview people who are worth interviewing. The Union Institute of Biology has far more professional staff than me. Experts, then you have to tell our citizens why we are doing this, what are the benefits of doing this, what are the risks, have we considered these risks, what preparations have we made for these risks... However what have you been doing?

There is no East District of Qingquan City on Survivor Daily, so does the East District of Qingquan City not exist? If you don't report things, others don't care? If you don't care about things, someone will always care for us. We don't unite There will always be someone who will unite for us!

Although Chu Guang's words were restrained, but in the end it was a critical tone. Under the influence of his own prestige and momentum, it was like a mountain pressing on Zhao Yigeng's shoulders.

Even though Chu Guang didn't intend to embarrass him, and even took his face into consideration, he sent his subordinates outside before speaking.

Looking at Editor-in-Chief Zhao, who was like a child who made a mistake and kept his head down, not daring to make a sound, Chu Guang sighed, and continued speaking in a calm tone.

People trust us, what we should do is to respond to this trust, instead of counting on them to understand our difficulties unconditionally every time. What's more, let me say, this is a fart difficulty, can it be more difficult to deal with than legions and waves? It is entirely because some people are smart enough to take the initiative to give up the position under their feet to others, what is the difference between this and a deserter!

Zhao Yigeng lowered his head with a heavy expression, with a face full of regret and regret, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

He knew about the Qingquan City Daily, but because the content on it was too outrageous, he didn't take this clown seriously at all.

However, this is also the problem. Since the Survivor Daily did not report the news of the East District of Qingquan City, and a series of sub-journals did not mention it, the Qingquan City Daily became the only newspaper that dared to speak out.

Fortunately, the opponent was not well prepared.

If those guys had been prepared more fully, adjusted the ratio of truth and rumors a little, and written a little more like that, I am afraid the consequences would be completely different...

The more Zhao Yigeng thought about it, the more afraid he felt, and cold sweat unconsciously rolled down his forehead.

He has realized the seriousness of the problem.

Seeing that the critical voice stopped, he lowered his head and said in a heavy tone.

This is my mistake at work... I'm sorry, I failed your trust!

Seeing that he had realized his mistake, Chu Guang's anger subsided a little, and he continued in a patient tone.

The person you should apologize to is not me, but everyone who believes in you. The position of public opinion is there. If you don't occupy it, our enemies will rush to it. We have first-class fighters in the wasteland, and they have lofty ideals Stepping onto the battlefield, charging without fear of death, I don’t want them to read third-rate newspapers when they go home, and all their hard work will end up being a joke to the enemy.”

Even the academy, which has always been proud and proud, admits that the results they achieved in Qingquan City are incredible miracles, which is obviously something to be proud of.

They should be lighting celebratory bonfires, not their own printing plants.

Even the Legion hadn't bombed his factory, so he was ordered by his own people in peacetime.

Chu Guang, who had already lost his anger, couldn't help but harden his fist again.

Zhao Yigeng looked at him tremblingly, thinking in his heart what he hadn't done well, which made the manager unhappy.

At this moment, noises came from the corridor outside, and one of the voices was familiar, which attracted Chu Guang's attention.

What's wrong with the report I wrote! The safety analysis of the brood nest in the city center is the opinion of Professor Heya, the director of the Alliance Institute of Biology, why can't it be published?!

The squeaky voice was like an angry kitten, and Chu Guang knew it must be some green-haired girl at a guess.

It's not that he is familiar with her voice, the main reason is that he is too familiar with the pens under his hands, and he will never be able to make such a sound.

Sure enough, another voice sounded right after.

Heh, the director of the Alliance Institute of Biology does not represent the meaning of the Alliance.

But that professor is the person who has done the most in-depth research in this field!

I know, but science is one thing, reality is another, and we can't always trust science—

What are you talking about?! We don't believe in science, do we believe in the Great Horned Deer God?

You can always trust the manager. Hey, why don't you understand? You are a reporter for Survivor's Daily, and you have a little bit of a pattern!

...The Daily Survivor I'm familiar with is not like this.

So you're gone, aren't you? In short, before the celebration, don't report this kind of news that may cause controversy. It's useless to show it to anyone. This is what the editor-in-chief means!

Then when will we be able to report?!

After the funeral of the fallen soldiers... a few days after the celebration should be enough.

Are you crazy?! After a week, is that still news?

Looking at Chu Guang, whose face was getting darker and darker, and Zhao Yigeng, who was arguing outside the door, his expression gradually lost its expression.

Especially hearing the so you're gone line.

The Daily Survivor founded by Hal in Boulder City is indeed gone, but in terms of results, the inner city that killed it eventually disappeared along with it.

This guy is really talking without thinking!

Zhao Yigeng coughed dryly and said.

I'm going to clarify with my colleagues in the editorial department...

As soon as his words fell, the door of the office was pushed open, and Dolly rushed in with a draft.

Following her was Yang Yan from the same office, who was also her boss.

She was planning to discuss with the editor-in-chief when she saw Chu Guang was here. For a moment, both of them were stunned in unison.

Mr. Manager?!

You, why are you here?

Without blaming the two, Chu Guang coughed lightly.

I don't want to get involved in your debate, but let me intervene from a personal point of view. I will always believe in science, and I recommend you to do the same... but it is not mandatory.

Looking at Dolly who was stunned, he continued in a gentle tone.

Can you show me your report?

Heya hadn't mentioned to him that she was interviewed by the Daily Survivor, presumably to her it was just a trivial matter.

And it is true.

Just like Chu Guang himself, he didn't care much about the Qingquan City Daily brought by old Charlie at first. After all, there were too many more important things to do.

In addition, Chu Guang has always encouraged those blue coats to let go of their reserve and communicate more with the wastelanders. Don't think that the wastelanders don't understand anything so they don't say anything.

That's how the Enlightenment assholes isolate themselves. Humans have a natural adoration for knowledge and experience, but no one likes an arrogant guy.

Looking up at Chu Guang standing in the room, Dolly nodded in a daze, and handed out the draft in her hand.

After Chu Guang took it, he glanced at it.

The above basically wrote clearly all the questions he raised with Editor-in-Chief Zhao before, and described it from an objective standpoint.

And this is what satisfies him the most.

Survivor Daily is not only a channel for the general public of the alliance to obtain information, but also a channel for other local newspapers and private media in the alliance to obtain information. If a sentence is distorted from the very beginning, it will definitely be biased in the end. In and out of places to go.

Well written.

After giving an appreciative comment, Chu Guang handed the draft to Zhao Yigeng.

Seeing Chu Guang's satisfied expression, the latter quickly took the draft with both hands, and solemnly swore.

I will immediately arrange for the editorial department to arrange it on the headline of the next issue!

While speaking, Zhao Yigeng looked at Yang Yan who was standing behind Dolly, and gave him a wink.

The editor immediately recovered from his stupefaction and straightened his back.

I'm going to contact the printing factory right now, and tell them not to rush to reprint the version that was sent yesterday!

It's not just the headlines, such a big matter, how can one page explain it clearly! Chu Guang looked at Dolly, who was stunned by the surprise, and continued with a pleasant face, I hope there will be an issue... at least three issues Column, thoroughly clarify all misunderstandings, and completely dispel the concerns of the residents of the alliance about Xiao Yu!

Hearing this surprising good news, Dolly clenched her fists excitedly, not knowing how to thank her for a while. At this time, she suddenly thought of something, and quickly took this opportunity to ask.

Wait, dear manager, is Xiaoyu the name of the nest in the refuge? I heard that it can understand the language of Renlian... I, can I interview it?

He Ya didn't promise her, but only suggested that she seek the advice of the manager, but it was too difficult to meet the manager.

Of course, Xiaoyu is a very interesting guy. In fact, many people have seen it...before it became a brood. By the way, you can bring it some sweets as a gift.

After saying this in a joking tone, Chu Guang then looked at Editor-in-Chief Zhao and continued.

Don't do reading comprehension in the future, instead of trying to figure out what I think, it's better to do what you should do well.

For the secrets that are really related to the collective interests of the alliance, he will instruct the relevant people to keep them secret, and there is no need for the people below to guess based on their imagination.

Zhao Yigeng immediately stood up straight, straightened his back, and gave a military salute like a soldier.

Understood! I will definitely remember your teachings!

I'm not an expert in this field. You should learn more from those journalists from Boulder. Progressive voices are progressive everywhere. Okay, I won't stay here any longer, you keep doing your business Well, I have to do what I have to do.

Chu Guang nodded with a smile, and after speaking, he gave Lu Bei who was standing at the door a look, and led the loyal young man away.

Next he had to meet with representatives of the company.

The representative of the college has already sent him a generous and surprising congratulatory gift, and I don't know what kind of surprise the council will give him...

Anyway, it is also an old friend who has cooperated for a long time.

It can't be less than that given by outsiders, right?

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(Thanks to the leader of miku_jiang for the reward!!!)