This Game Is Too Realistic

The light of the morning sun poured down from the sky, and it just coated the man's shoulders with a layer of holy gold.

McLenne squinted and saw the face clearly.

The sharp-edged outline exudes majesty without anger, just like the domineering and magnificent spaceship palace under his feet, but the deep-set eye sockets reveal a kind of cunning and cruelty that is strong on the outside and dry on the inside, just like the man on the wasteland. The most common hyena.

I heard that his name is Wu Tuo Xilan.

However, for the emperor who is above ten thousand people, McLennan did not take it seriously.

Not to mention the fact that he is no different from a monkey than the one he has seen in Dawn City, except that he has a crown on his head.

Maybe his father was a great guy.

But the Willant people respect the strong, not the father.

What makes McLennan even more inconceivable is that people here would worship a monkey and call him the supreme emperor.

Hasn't anyone thought about whether this guy is worthy?

McLenne didn't understand why His Majesty the Great Marshal ordered the weak civil servants to manage this land. This thing didn't even need the Eastern Army or the Southern Army. hit it down.

They are simply born slaves.

Beat here, every Willant can get two, and this is what the Legion should do.

However, when he saw the adjutant's eyes indicating, McLenne still cleared his throat patiently, and said in a hypocritical manner.

Your Majesty, I bring you the friendship of Triumph City.

The slightly forward forehead hid the disgust at the corner of his mouth, he didn't even bother to declare his family background, and went straight to the topic.

The adjutant next to him didn't expect the old man to continue to cooperate, so he quickly took the conversation and said with a polite smile.

Your Majesty, this is the General McLenne we recommend to you. He has made outstanding contributions to the Legion in the desert, and built the Falcon Kingdom, which was once the weakest in the Luoxia Province, into a desert kingdom. The most powerful country in China! Let him serve as your military advisor, and he will surely build you an invincible army of steel!

Looking down at the two Willanters standing under the stairs, Wu Tuo Xilan stroked his thick beard with his right hand, with a bright smile on his face.

Especially that General McLennan, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it!

This guy has all the temperament of a fierce general. He is rebellious and has a high nose. He is simply a natural born general!

There are many tall and mighty people in Borneo Province, but they are still a little bit less interesting compared to the Willant people who were born for fighting.

The gods bless me, Xilan!

He said happily, and put his hands up in a gesture of welcome.

I've heard about the general's reputation for a long time, and seeing him today is really extraordinary. I have prepared a banquet for you in the palace to wash away the dust. Please come with me!

After the words fell, a pictographic sedan chair decorated with flower baskets stopped under the marble-carved stairs. Four strong, dark-skinned men bent their knees slightly, and placed the sedan chair heavily on the ground.

McLenne glanced at the four men.

I have legs.

He doesn't ride in this ridiculous rocker car, which is a toy for three-year-olds.

After speaking, he walked up the stairs.

The adjutant looked at this eccentric guy dumbfoundedly, then glanced at the sedan chair parked beside him, finally raised his head and made a helpless expression at the superior emperor, and followed McLenne up. steps.

There was no displeasure on Wu Tuo's face when he saw this, but he was very happy to see the real Willant.

A group of people moved to the palace in the center of Tiangong, walked through a row of colorful corridors, and stepped into a magnificent banquet hall.

Everyone took their seats at the banquet.

With his thoughts on his mind, McLennan stared at the officials and nobles who were slowly taking their seats one by one, tapped his index finger on the table, and finally looked at the calm adjutant beside him uncontrollably, and whispered.

When will we tell them about the port?

The adjutant froze for a moment and looked at him unexpectedly.

Why are we telling them?

McLenne looked at him in astonishment for a long time, and spread his hands. Because he didn't know how to express it in words, he simply communicated with him with his eyes.

‘Your ally, you ask me why? '

Soon realizing that McLennan seemed to have misunderstood something, the adjutant coughed lightly and whispered in his ear.

We have to use their philosophy when we get along with them. Port King Gallon is the territory of the emperor. If you want to make friends with him, you can't find the problem before him. He has his own appointed The governor has his own intelligence system, even without our reminder, he will be aware of the problem, it's just a matter of time.

McLenne laughed instead of anger. He found that his temper was much better than before, and he was even able to ask questions patiently.

Then we're going to wait like this?

The adjutant shook his head slightly.

Don't wait, there's nothing to wait for. Do you think I'm in a hurry? We can just pretend that the problem doesn't exist. And it's good for them to suffer a little. They only rely on us when they are hurt. Their resources are exchanged for our rifles... You will get used to it after staying here for a while, and you must not be impatient when dealing with them, especially not more anxious than them.

McLenne looked at this guy speechlessly, and finally gave up arguing, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

In his heart he longed for revenge, but here he saw no hope, only a pain that wasted time and patience tormented him.

He suddenly regretted coming here...

...

While the empire was still celebrating, the defenders of Port Gold Galleon were being beaten to the point of crying by the Burning Legion, shrinking into the slums and not daring to come out.

They figured out that as long as they stayed with the civilians, the guys at the port wouldn't throw shells at them, and would only fire when they fired.

Of course, this matter is not accurate.

For example, when they tried to set up artillery in the yard of the slums and fire towards the pier, they were still served by mortars and called by drones.

The survivors who lived in the slums also learned to be good. Seeing that following these guys would only be bombed, they naturally refused to stay with them. It looked lively.

A similar thing seemed to happen once a month ago. This group of men with guns was run over by a white bear and ran across the street.

This time it seems to be more ruthless than last time.

The guy wearing the exoskeleton directly killed the governor's mansion. Not only were the governor's personal soldiers beaten and fled, but even the double-knife flag hanging on the roof of the mansion was torn off.

Not far from the courtyard wall of the Governor's Mansion, residents from several nearby streets came to the street one after another, looking curiously at the bustle in the distance.

It's really strange.

Which adult did Master Nehak offend?

I don't know which god protects these iron men, but they are so good at fighting, even General Abinan is not their opponent!

Could it be a Willante?!

Impossible, Legion is our old friend, how could it be possible to attack us!

Could it be someone from Silver Moon Bay?

It's even more impossible! There are only a few people in the entire Yinyue Bay. Don't look at those guys who are dressed like dogs. They are just dogs looking up at our majesty.

It's reasonable, they still have to do business with us, and there's no need to offend us if we offend anyone.

...Couldn't it be the alliance? Those lunatics a month ago seem to be members of the alliance too.

A group of survivors whispered to each other, pushing each other and urging someone to go up and have a look, and finally pushed out a tattered, thin and short Rat Clan boy.

Just at this moment, several men with rifles hanging from their breastplates and exoskeletons pushed open the iron fence gate in the backyard and came out.

The survivors crowded beside the dirt road all dispersed and hid in a nearby alley, leaving only the thin and short boy standing in the middle of the road.

Deciding to show friendliness before pretending to be aggressive, he unbuttoned the mask of his helmet by accident, squatted down halfway down with a smile, and beckoned.

come here.

The young man stared at him nervously, but still mustered up the courage to move forward.

He looked at him wrongly.

May I have your name?

...Ashin.

Very good, Xin, which building is your house?

The young man glanced back, pointed to the house with the red curtains, and then looked at the man in the exoskeleton in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he continued with a smile.

How much is a house like yours worth?

A two-headed cow, or two pigs... Seemingly understanding the intention in his eyes, the young man continued, But you can't buy Mr. There, my grandfather, parents and my four brothers Live there with three sisters, and if you buy it, we'll have no place to live.

No family members nearby were stunned when they heard it, and subconsciously picked up the binoculars to take a look, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just a small room of more than 20 square meters, even though it had two floors.

Good guy.

How did so many people stack up in that corner? !

Looking at the poor child in front of him, he also felt a little bit embarrassed by all odds. It seemed that this task was not as fun as he had imagined.

It's someone else's home after all.

Even if it is an NPC.

After thinking for a while, he squatted down, stared at the young man's eyes and continued.

Look, your lords have pissed us off, so we're here. Maybe my officer has a different story, but I'm not going to pretend we're here for peace, tell the truth. You and we are here to beat people, no matter what Gray Wolves or Greyhounds, we will beat them until they beg for mercy and pay them back.

I don't want to demolish your house, but there is a war here, and whether you like it or not, there will be ruins there soon. Now you have only two choices, take a sum of money from us, and go to other places. live there, or wait until the imperial army confiscates your house and be buried there with them.

Xin was silent for a while, knowing that it would be useless even if he objected, so he said flatly.

How much are you willing to give us?

I calculated by mistake, the task requires at least 500 households to be emptied, of course, the more the better.

There are only more than a thousand houses in this neighborhood, and a budget of 100 million is enough for them to clear a large area, so they said.

One hundred thousand Xilan coins.

Hearing that there was so much money, the young man's breath became short for an instant, he swallowed, and then asked.

How much do you plan to buy... all the houses here? All for 100,000?

Hehe said with a smile.

That's right, I won't play charades with you anymore. After a while, I hope you will promote it more. It will be gone if it is too late.

Asin said immediately.

not enough.

Not enough? He was stunned for a moment, looking at him with a strange expression.

Isn't this guy trying to extort money because he wants to talk?

As if he understood his eyes, the young man swallowed nervously, and explained quickly.

One hundred thousand Xilan coins can buy ten big fat pigs. If you spend so much money at one time, they will definitely not agree. Everyone will want a higher price, and there will definitely be guys who don't live in this area at all. If you mix it in, some people will even take it twice.

Looking at this interesting young man, he said with a smile by mistake.

We're not here to discuss business. Don't you think our guns are for display?

Then you can kill them, that's the fastest, Ah Xin said without hesitation, looking calmly at the stunned guy in front of him, and continued, If you don't want to kill them, let me Come to help you! I will give you 90,000 yuan for a house. Not only will I help you drive people away, but I will also help you tear down those houses...all the earthen walls that might serve as shelters for imperial soldiers, and let them lie down. I'll shoot you guys on rotten bricks!

Half a year old couldn't help but said.

Are they your countrymen?

Asin looked at him silently, glanced at those pairs of eyes curiously watching him from the corner of his eyes, and spoke slowly.

I'm a Rat Clan. They have Fox Clan, Wolf Clan, Pig Clan, Cat Clan... There are many, many of them, none of them care about my life, and I don't care about them, but you care about me, and I can work for you. Whether it's murder or arson, it's not convenient for you to do it, I will do anything.

The four players looked at each other.

The eyes of the three of them were full of surprise, only one person had surprise written on it, and that person was their captain.

Unexpectedly, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to touch the young man's head, and patted the back of his head.

It's ok, you're a sensible boy, just follow what you said about a building of 90,000 yuan, and you can finish the work for us. But remember, don't make any big noises, especially don't kill people and set fires or anything like that. We are civilized people.

A trace of joy flashed across Ah Xin's face, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, and continued.

I'm sure I can do it, give me three days! Of course... If there is a thorny head who refuses to move, you have to teach him for me.

By mistake: It's a bit difficult, we have our discipline, we can't shoot at unarmed people, we can help you scare that guy at most.

Asin held out his hand.

Then give me a gun! I have to protect myself and my family!

By accident, he glanced at the family member next to him, who immediately understood, smiled and took down a pistol that was handed over to the young man in front of him.

...Remember to load and release the safety before pulling the trigger, and don't point this thing at us. Its previous owner didn't do that.

The moment he took the gun with both hands, the young man's eyes shone with surprise, and even his eyes were different.

Not even just him.

Even those who were hiding in the alley and watching him were the same, their original expressions of watching the excitement gradually took on a trace of panic, even fear.

They didn't know what the Ratman kid was talking to those soldiers, they only saw him take a gun from their hands...

What does it mean?

The group of guys who beat up the governor are now this kid's backer?

A group of survivors swallowed their saliva, some regretted that it was not themselves who went up just now, and some just looked at the gun in fear, regretting that they should not have bullied him and his family before.

Half a year old always felt that something was wrong, but he remembered that this was a wasteland, and it wasn't a civilized world after all, so he didn't say anything.

Carefully put away the gun, Ah Xin looked seriously at the man squatting on the ground and asked.

What's your name?

Before he could open his mouth by mistake, the family members next to him reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

He's called Tuning Fork, I'm called Family, and the two behind are Dengtian and Zaidan. If you have anything to do, you can just find us.

Mistake, who was thinking of a cool nickname for himself, rolled his eyes at the guy with a hippie smile.

He didn't bother to refute the nickname anymore, he looked at the kid in front of him and said.

We've been here recently, and you can ask someone else when you're away, and they'll help you find us.

Ah Xin was stunned for a moment, then nodded after recovering, and said seriously.

Tuning fork, family, ascending to the sky, wasting... I remember.

After finishing speaking, he put the pistol in the waistband of his trousers, turned around and ran towards the direction of the slums, completely resembling two people from the cowering look before.

Watching the disappearing figure of the child, Ban Sui Yan said.

I don't think this is very good, maybe there is a better way.

No family members patted him on the shoulder with a hippie smile.

But don't you think it's funny?

A guy who lived at the bottom of the pyramid and was bullied by everyone, suddenly tasted power one day, turned over and rode on everyone's heads.

He was curious about where the boy's limit was.

For him as a fun person, this may become a good observation sample.

Going up to the sky from the one step where he hadn't spoken just now, he nodded in deep agreement.

+1

...

On the other side, in the detention center of the Port Guard Bureau, the handcuffed Governor Nihak was pushed all the way and stumbled onto the cold concrete floor of the cell.

From today onwards, this is your new home, Mr. Nehak.

The man wearing the exoskeleton stood at the door and said in a mocking tone, then looked at Sergeant Bihari and the two guards standing aside.

People are optimistic.

Having completely completed the transformation of his mind, Bihari, who had taken on a new identity, immediately pressed his right fist to his chest, straightened his back and said straightly.

Obey! My lord!

Fang Chang didn't speak, but nodded, and walked outside the door.

He is very busy now.

Not only to deal with the affairs of the port, but also to count and count the loot.

Not only the nobles of the Xilan Empire were stranded at the port, but also some merchants who came here from other regions to buy goods.

Their goods and cargo ships were stuck on the wharf, some of which were livestock, spices, dyes, linen and the like, and some of them were the special product of Borneo province-population.

Now that the alliance has come here, it is naturally impossible to allow the slave trade ships to leave the port from here, and soon they will destroy several concentration camps located in settlements, and announce that the laws of the alliance will be implemented during the temporary control period.

In addition, there are some imperial nobles who tried to disguise themselves as merchants and left, and they also needed to be carefully screened.

These guys are not only hostages, but also bargaining chips for them to negotiate with the empire, and they cannot just slip away so easily.

In short, there are still a lot of things to worry about, and he has no time to deal with this guy until he finishes dealing with these troublesome trivial matters.

With the man's departure, the inside and outside of the cell became quiet.

Seeing the three pairs of eyes staring at him, Governor Nihak felt a few strands of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and forced a smile on his face.

Mr. Bihari, what is going on here?

what happened?

Bihari narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down at the governor who had become a prisoner, and said with a hint of joking in his tone.

You are already squatting here, do you need me to remind you?

Bihari! Pay attention to your attitude! Nihak glared at the guy looking at him with his nostrils, trying to use his identity to overwhelm him, but found that it was completely useless.

This guy who flattered and flattered him so much on weekdays seemed to be a different person at this moment, looking at him with a ferocious expression.

No--

He is simply not human!

It was clearly a grinning bulldog!

Facing the smelly gums to his former owner, he frantically wagged that short, pitiful tail in an attempt to please the new owner.

Proudly raising his head, Bihari looked down at the poor creature sitting slumped in the cell, and said bluntly.

It's you who should pay attention to your attitude! Nihak! Standing in front of you now is the sheriff of King Gallon Port! Apart from the people of the Alliance and the law of the Alliance, Lao Tzu is the biggest here! If you don't want to suffer, give I am a man with my tail between my legs!

Nihak stared at the guy with wide eyes.

Are you crazy? You don't worry about me finding you after I go out!

Hearing this, Bihari laughed out loud.

Haha, even if I treat you better, will you be lenient to me after you go out? Even if you are willing, will others be willing? Besides, whether you can go out here depends on the mood of the adults Woolen cloth.

After a pause, he continued.

And they promised me that I would be the sheriff of the empire. Let's face it, the empire is finished! Hahaha!

Ignoring Governor Nihak's murderous gaze, Bihari laughed loudly and swaggered out of the prison, leaving only two dog legs standing at the door.

This bastard!

Nihak threw himself on the fence door of the cell, holding the railing tightly with both hands, and yelled loudly at the guard at the door.

Let me out! Do you guys know who I am? I am the governor here! The governor of King Gallon Port! The governor personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor!

The two guards stood there motionless as if they hadn't heard.

Stop barking, it's useless, do you think they care about you? A sigh came from the opposite side of the cell, interrupting the barking of a dog.

Nihak panted heavily, and only then did he notice that there was a person lying in the opposite cell, and he was also an acquaintance.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a trembling voice.

Dirang...

Long time no see, Mr. Governor. Looking at the wide-eyed Nihak, Dirang smiled self-deprecatingly and greeted him.

Nihak's Adam's Apple moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a word from his throat.

What the hell happened? Aren't you supposed to be in Chip Harbor? Why are you here?

What happened...hehe, I still want to know, Di Rang looked at the one meter of sunlight that leaked through the barred window with a complicated expression, feeling that the past few days were like a dream.

Originally, he and his subordinates were supposed to be eating fruit on the beach of Chip Harbor with the sea breeze blowing, and having fun with the traitors of the empire, but he didn't expect that the mutants and The alliance took turns hitting the head with a rattling hammer, and now it was even thrown into a cell in King Gallon Port.

This is the most outrageous.

He never thought that he would be imprisoned here, thinking that at most he would be sent to Dawn City as a bargaining chip to become the Duke of Nangarava.

The alliance not only wanted to arrest people on their land, but even tried them on their land. This humiliation even made him feel that he might as well die.

How many people did they come... Nihak looked at him nervously and asked this sentence.

Di Rang stopped talking casually.

It's estimated to be less than a thousand. I saw about five or six hundred.

Nihak heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and even a faint mirth flashed across his face.

It's only five or six hundred...they won't last long! The city defense force of Port Jingalun has a full 2,000 people, and there are nearly 10,000 reserves available. After the incident a month ago, I bought artillery specially, Abi General Nan will teach them a profound lesson!

Looking at the fanciful guy, Di Rang twitched his lips in a self-deprecating manner.

Don't think about it, those guys are not their opponents.

The expression on Nihak's face froze, and he said with a dry smile.

Mr. Dirang, aren't you being too pessimistic? No matter what, they only have five or six hundred people...

Do you know how many captives we have?

Before the Governor opened his mouth to guess, Dirang seemed to know that he would not be able to guess, and continued to ask and answer.

Thirty... Only thirty of us were captured. I only found out later that those people were not even their elite.

At least 200 people went ashore at that time, but they were beaten by those guys on the shore without even a chance to fight back.

What made him collapse even more was yet to come.

The group of mutants who killed them were slaughtered like chickens in front of another group of guys who were armed to the teeth.

The two sides are not a level of opponents at all.

They shouldn't have provoked this monster in the first place, and they shouldn't have joined in the fun when this monster was fighting another beast.

After listening to Di Rang's statement, a hint of despair appeared on Nihak's face, and his voice couldn't help trembling.

Have we no chance at all?

have no idea.

Di Rang shook his head, sighed and continued.

Maybe His Majesty can come up with a brilliant idea, but you and I who are squatting here have nothing to do now.

The gray wolf army stationed on the banks of the Yongliu River may be able to save them.

But the problem now is that only His Majesty the Emperor can command those troops, and His Majesty the Emperor may not even know what happened now.

Just as Governor Nihak and Dirang were choking silently in front of the bars, a group of people were crowded in the dark in front of the isolation zone in the port area.

Some of them are businessmen from King Gallon Port, some from other places, and some are the owners, captains and sailors of the cargo ships on the pier.

Last night, the owner here was His Majesty the Emperor. As a result, the double-knife flag hanging in the port was torn down at dawn, and a new one was not replaced.

Most of their wealth is parked on the pier.

Looking anxiously at the group of soldiers armed to the teeth, all of them are waiting for an explanation...