This Game Is Too Realistic

At the checkpoint on the north side of Xifan Port, a group of people stood black and white.

On one side were the soldiers of the Wirante, and on the other side were the soldiers of Borneo. The two sides stood on both sides of the border, with about 200 Wirante civilians sandwiched between them.

Those civilians were the survivors of the Xifan Harbor tragedy, and they were also the parents of the children in the Silvermoon Sect church.

Now that the Heavenly King's Army tree has fallen and the hozens are scattered, the bandages tied to people's arms are finally gone, and the Absek authorities have even severed their connection with the top leaders of the Southern Legion. Their lives and deaths have nothing to do with the overall situation. Walked out of the manor of Earl Sharma.

Borneo soldiers escorted them all the way here.

Ironically, these soldiers in gray uniforms were the same guys who had bandaged their arms not long ago and searched for the Willanters and the Willanters' lackeys.

However, the past has turned the page.

The Willant people have become Master Willant again, and the expressions of these bandage soldiers are much more docile than before, as if they have really drawn a line from the past.

As for when to grin at the Willanters or other people in the wasteland, it depends on what their masters say next.

Absek still has a little illusion about the ceasefire, let alone the fight has not yet started.

Seeing those who resurrected from the dead, almost all the Willant soldiers present widened their eyes in unison, and their pupils were filled with unbelievable surprise.

Everyone thought they were dead.

Didn't expect them to be alive!

The relatives of these survivors were even more emotional to the point of tears welling up in their eyes.

Some people couldn't help covering their mouths, trying not to let the crying come out. Some people crossed the checkpoint recklessly and rushed up excitedly.

Margaret!!

Seeing that heartbreakingly haggard face, Arman, who has always been strong, blushed for a moment.

He crossed the checkpoint, rushed to his wife's side, hugged that lithe body into his arms, hugged him tightly, and chanted incoherently.

Goddess Silvermoon...you're still alive! How wonderful! I... Ruby and I thought we'd never see you again!

Margery's eye sockets were also flushed, she kept sucking her nose, and squeezed out a forced smile from her face that couldn't hold back the tears, and even comforted him in turn.

...I'm fine, I'm fine... Since when did you start believing in Goddess Yinyue?

Arman spoke quickly.

After hearing the news that you are still alive! I swear to her, if you are safe and sound, I will build ten churches for her... I swear that I will spend the rest of my life doing this!

Looking at her husband who was swearing, Margaery had a tearful smile on her face.

perhaps……

It might be that Goddess Silver Moon really appeared.

According to Mr. Melgio, the miracle of Goddess Silver Moon came to this church. It was a girl with cat ears... He decided to start a newspaper precisely because of the will of that god.

...Then you can't keep your word, I will supervise you for her.

Letting go of the hand holding her shoulder, Yarman held the tear-stained cheek and stared at the jewel-like bright eyes

I promise you that!

He didn't want to avert his eyes for a moment.

It's as if everything in front of me is just an unrealistic dream, and everything will return to the original point when I wake up from the dream.

But Margaery didn't let him possess her all the time, because her daughter also sneaked in from under the checkpoint.

Mother!!

The soldier on the side wanted to reach out to hold her, but was held back by Officer Pete, watching him and shaking his head.

Let her go...Everyone is here to watch what can happen?

The soldier nodded hesitantly, and cast his eyes on the jumping hair.

yes……

The distance of less than 20 meters was only a dozen steps for Alman, but Ruby ran for a long time.

Just halfway through the run, she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and let them fall out.

Margaery greeted her with open arms, picked up her daughter, ran her five fingers through her hair, and hugged the young body tightly in her arms.

Ruby!!! I'm sorry... Mom made you worry! Her voice was full of regret. No matter what kind of difficulties she had, she had lied to her that night and left without saying goodbye in the name of death.

But her lovely daughter was not angry with her, and squeezed a strong smile from her teary face.

Ruby... didn't cry!

Although she said so on her mouth, the tears still fell down without disappointment. Even because of the rapid breathing rate, he couldn't help hiccupping.

Feeling the hot tears sliding down her neck, Margery felt distressed, took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Yeah! My Ruby... is the best kid in the whole world...

Looking at the reunited mother and daughter, Arman had a satisfied smile on his face.

For him, they are his angels, his sunshine and everything to him...

As for power, wealth, or the land under the sun, they are just mayflies in the pond, and they are nothing compared to the safety of the family.

Isher, who was wearing a gray military uniform, walked to his side, glanced at the Willant soldiers waiting in the distance, then glanced at the father and said with a grin.

Congratulations sir, Mr. Arman...you and your family are finally reunited.

Another person asked me to bring you a sentence, a guy named Visionary Eagle, he hopes that the cooperation between you is still valid... But now he is busy with business, and he will not come in a few days, I hope you can come in advance Carry out your plan.

Please tell him for me, I will not forget our cooperation, in fact that plan has already started, Arman looked at the Borneo soldier, and continued sincerely, Also...thank you, Bring my wife back.

Isher smiled.

You don't need to thank me... I don't have that ability, it's not easy for me to survive alone.

However, even though he said so, he was still very proud in his heart.

Although he couldn't save the entire city, it's not bad to be able to save 200 people.

He is not Awakened.

Not even Pol.

...Besides, this can be regarded as a piece of advice. No matter how much money you can make from your business, if you can leave as soon as possible, you should leave here as soon as possible.

Looking at the group of soldiers across the border, Isher smiled faintly.

There won't be many days of being so friendly in the future.

Although he didn't speak very bluntly, Arman could understand the deep meaning of these words.

During this period of time, he has seen the deployment of the Southern Army in Xifan Port.

Especially after hearing what the old nun said before, he already had a sense of what was about to happen... I am afraid that a tragedy more painful than the previous tragedy will happen on this land.

I am a Willante, I will not evade my own responsibilities, I will do my best to prevent the worst possibility...

After a pause, Yarman spoke again in a sincere tone.

Even if I fail...I will do my best to help more people leave this hell.

Very well, then please skip the meaningless struggle and do the last thing with all your strength.

Isher interrupted his rhetoric very simply, and looked at him in astonishment and continued.

...no one can stop a train rushing towards the bottom of the mountain, just like no one can stop a balloon with a broken string. We can only let it go down the mountain, smash into the hard rock, or let it drift. In the clouds, self-exile in the universe.

Yarman was stunned.

This is?

Isher said without hesitation.

The words in The Awakened Ball.

Does that sentence exist in that book? Arman said with a strange expression.

While waiting for his wife to come home, he read that book and read it several times.

What he didn't expect was that such a shocking story could be born in a small boulder city.

In the west of the Zhongzhou Continent, there are actually many survivor settlements similar to the Boulder City. Most of them were built in the early Wasteland Era, and the construction was supported by the War Construction Committee.

However, in the past more than a century, with the collapse of the War Construction Committee, most of these settlements were wiped off the map by the Legion in the name of revenge.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that if those settlements were still alive and could continue to provide them with experience, knowledge and other more help, maybe they wouldn't be as completely crazy as they are now...

Looking at Arman who fell into silence, Isher laughed and stroked his stubble with rough palms.

Is there no such sentence? Then treat it as some unknown little person, and leave a side comment for this book.

If nothing else.

Next, it should belong to Master Stephen... Oh no, it belongs to the era of Master Stephen's ancestors.

It should be a glorious time too, and they will forge their walls in the wild where there is nothing.

Bohr the Awakened is the story after that, and now it belongs to the time of Isher the Rat People.

Isher is also a recent discovery.

I am actually a person who lived in the prequel of Boll the Awakened, and maybe I am the ancestor of Master Stephen, the person who lived in the ancestral training of Master Stephen.

Pity.

He probably won't see his idol in this life, it's the ghost that hovers over the heads of his descendants, not his.

However, he is not as pessimistic as the other mice.

He still believes that the light of truth will one day shine on this land.

Just waiting for the sun to come up takes some time.

Fortunately, the dusk before nightfall this time was not as cold as before.

Think that day will not be too far away.

Yarman looked at the officer twice in surprise, and his eyes gradually became awe-inspiring.

Borneo Province actually has no shortage of capable people.

They are not inferior to the survivors of the River Valley Province at all, and they are not inferior to other Weilante people.

However, while feeling respectful, he couldn't help but wonder why a group of smart people made the road narrower and narrower.

They shouldn't be like this...

...

Just when more than two hundred survivors hugged and reunited with their families, Commander Ross, who was in charge of the defense of this area, came over surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Isher, who is also the commander, stared at him, feeling a bit of scalp numbness from the monstrous murderous aura.

It is different from myself who became a monk halfway.

This guy is a true officer who has been tested by blood and fire!

However, Isher still squeezed out a friendly smile from his face, and nodded politely.

And to his surprise, the man actually nodded to him, responding to his friendliness.

He went straight to Earl Sharma and his old butler Sahadu.

Seeing the trembling two people, Rose suddenly bowed deeply.

On behalf of me and my subordinates, I would like to thank you for saving these people in distress.

Earl Sharma looked at him in astonishment, not expecting the Willanter to bow to him. It wasn't until the old housekeeper tugged at his cuffs that he suddenly came back to his senses and said in a hurry.

General, what are you doing?! I just did something that a normal human being would do, and I don't deserve such a gift from you... Please raise your head quickly.

Rose didn't listen to him, but just bent over for a full minute before raising his head, and then continued with a solemn expression.

...if there is a war between the two countries, I can swear to you that our soldiers will not enter your manor, even if some cowards hide in.

Isher, who was standing aside and listening, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a trace of chill in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Even if the two sides are only short of the final shot of the war, he still has to continue acting like a good man.

At this time, Rose turned his attention to a man and a woman standing behind Earl Sharma.

One of them was his niece Penny, who was looking at the reunited survivors with a relieved smile.

And the one standing next to her was probably the pangolin.

The eastern native who was promoted by the Eastern Legion and was finally borrowed by the Civil Service Group.

Ross narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the man for a while, then looked at his niece, and said in a serious tone.

Penny, come to me.

Hearing her uncle's call, Penny was about to go over, but noticed the expression on his face, and stopped hesitantly.

Ross...uncle?

Come here quickly! Now!

Ross didn't give any explanation, just beckoned her to go over, but the urging expression made Penny unable to move her legs at all, so she could only look at the pangolin behind her for help.

Guessing something from the expression on the commander's face, the battlefield atmosphere team walked to Penny's side and said something softly.

Listen to your uncle, go over quickly... Remember, the whole thing has nothing to do with you, you are just a war correspondent.

Your duty is not to fight side by side with me, but to bring back what you saw, to Triumph City...that is your battle.

Penny's eyes widened, she stared at him blankly, her trembling lips seemed to be asking why...why he did the right thing, saved more than two hundred survivors, but still Treated like a criminal.

The battlefield atmosphere team knew what she wanted to ask, but didn't know how to answer it.

Not everything in this world can be simply defined as good or bad, and not even everything has a standard answer.

Right and wrong are just the steelyard in people's hearts, and this steelyard has never belonged to an abstract group.

Especially when this matter involves many groups.

In fact, when he received Benoit's order, he was already prepared in his heart, even thinking about possible crimes in his head.

You can receive two sums of money for the same task.

This kind of good thing is too good...

As if she understood his eyes, Penny struggled for a long time, finally lowered her head and walked to her uncle's side.

Signaling to his personal guards to take her back to the settlement to rest, Rose looked at the man named pangolin again.

The latter also looked at him neither humble nor overbearing, and there was even a bit of leisure on his warm smiling face.

Rose's eyes suddenly showed a bit of appreciation.

you are very brave.

The battlefield atmosphere group smiled humbly.

That's natural... I'm not bragging, what I've done and what I've seen may scare you to death.

Rospi moved the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, but the smile on his face cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mr. Pangolin, you have betrayed the Marshal.

The battlefield atmosphere team smiled slightly, and the look on their faces turned cold.

On the contrary, it is you who are determined to go your own way who betrayed the Marshal. When we are doing our best to end the wasteland era, you are holding us back, and you even don't hesitate to wager the lives of innocent compatriots to start a war just for you A war of selfish desires!

Rose looked at him with a sneer.

I don't know what you are talking about, at least in my opinion, it is you who killed those fellow citizens! Because of your arrogance, naivety and stupidity, you put those innocent people in danger.

We don't deny that we were at fault in the past, that's why I'm here, the field atmosphere team looked at him, and you? How dare you admit your role in this chaos and the crimes you committed ?

Rose frowned slightly, but soon let go.

It seems that you have a lot to say. You can save these words in the military court and explain them to the judges who tried you.

The battlefield atmosphere team smiled faintly.

It doesn't matter, I will appeal all the way to Triumph City.

You can do this. I hope you understand that it was not my decision to arrest you, but General Gurion's order... The Supreme Command of the Southern Army has authorized him to operate in the Borneo region, Ross said to his side The soldiers who were waiting in full battle waved, then pointed at the pangolin, Take him down.

Seeing the soldiers with live ammunition coming towards him, the battlefield atmosphere team did not resist, allowing them to put handcuffs on him, but they shook off the hand on his shoulder.

I have legs, I don't need your help.

Was it the person who was killed from Luoxia Province and Haiya Province? The blood-thick killing intent made the soldiers who tried to hold him shudder.

It felt as if the person standing in front of them was not a single person, but a vicious and bloodthirsty alien.

Seeing his subordinates looking at him one after another, Ross did not embarrass the pangolin who refused to bow his head, but just waved his hands.

Let him go by himself.

He didn't like the bunch of slow-moving civil servants. Those people were a disgrace to the Willant people. But he had a good impression of the young man, even though he was a foreigner.

There may indeed be hidden secrets that he doesn't understand, and he can more or less guess a little bit with his sense of smell.

But he doesn't care.

He will always obey his superiors, the position of the officer is his position, even if it is a road that does not work, he will go on with his head held high...

The soldiers who arrived at the checkpoint with Ross quickly retreated, leaving only the dozen or so sentries on duty.

The same goes for Borneo.

The commander named Isher took everyone away, fearing that if he stayed here for too long, he would lose fire with the legion.

Seeing the direction in which Mr. Pangolin was being taken away, Margaery tightly held her husband's hand, leaned close to his ear and whispered.

That man, and that girl...they saved us all, and I can't leave him alone.

Also looking at the direction the person left, Arman shook her hand lightly and said in a comforting tone.

Honey, trust me, I will never leave him alone...

After returning, he joined the citizens of Xifan Port to petition the Governor's Mansion, and sent the joint telegram to Triumph City!

He still doesn't believe it!

No one can handle such a big matter!

...Leaving aside those guys' nasty deeds, Xifan Port is not a colony of the Southern Legion at all, and the Southern Legion's court has no right to enforce the law here!

Even if there is a trial, it must be tried in the court of Triumph City!

...

Just as the rescued Willant survivors were filled with righteous indignation for what happened to the pangolin, the slums in Xifan Harbor were also filled with righteous indignation.

However, the reason they were filled with righteous indignation was not because of pangolins, but because of the ruthless suppression of the family members by the port authorities.

That is undoubtedly suppression!

For the gang members who came to find fault-those guys with rats tattooed on their arms and who were not good at first glance, the soldiers on patrol just held it up high and then put it down gently, without even giving the thugs a lesson with a stick.

But for those poor people who united to protect themselves, the soldiers gave them a warning with fierce eyes, as if it was an unreasonable thing for them to protect their own rights and interests.

Sure enough, Mr. Zaid has sharp eyesight and hits the nail on the head. Those gangsters and the Willant people are all in the same group!

Those gang members hate them, because the family who does not charge for help and teaches people to read for free will destroy the market!

And those Weilante people were afraid of their unity, so they joined hands with those gangs, stumbling them, saying that they were spies of the alliance, and then severely suppressed them.

In fact, if you think about it calmly, there are actually many loopholes in this seemingly logical and self-consistent statement.

For example, the easiest way is to compare the dinars that have fallen into your pocket.

The wages that each gang gets from the docks are different, and the management standards, commissions, and benefits are also different. It is difficult to compare directly, but it generally conforms to the law of the number of people is proportional to the premium.

The more labor intermediaries there are, the more confident they are in negotiating with employers.

There is no such thing as a gang with more people, but because they are more united, they get less premium.

Among them are not smart people who have not seen some clues, but most of them have tacitly become green family members, or even higher-level family members—that is, those who are in charge of lecturing.

The family association is still in the early stages of entrepreneurship, and there are a lot of vacancies waiting for it. As long as you use a little brains, you can become a district agent, which is much more beneficial than carrying sacks at the dock.

When most people are still staring at that little salary, these smart people are already standing on the second floor.

Instead of debunking the poor tricks, they would help Zaid refine his theories.

for example--

The vile Willant people have no bottom line, and they join forces with other gangs to suppress the family members.

In this way, the boring question of Why is the dinar given less than others for the same job? can be justified.

This is where Zeid's brilliance lies.

Although he is not a great expert, and even received rolling eyes from many capable people, he did see through the survivors in Borneo Province.

The smart people here like to do one thing the most, and that is to treat others as fools and pretend to be fools themselves. Little did he know that he was fooling around, fooling around, until finally he believed himself, and when he woke up, it was already too late...

Sitting in the hut, Eugene helped the wounded laborer to wrap the bandages, just in time to see Zaid standing at the door.

That look seemed to be looking for him.

He put the bandage back into the medical box, followed Zayed out of the door, and stood in the moonlit alley.

After walking with Zaid for a while, he stopped, breaking the silence between the two.

Sometimes I don't understand what you want to do and why you do those things.

Zaid sighed softly.

I didn't really think about it that much, I just wanted to give those poor people a home.

Eugene chuckled.

You have many family members, but you are the one I can't understand the most.

oh?

I don't know how to describe it, Ou Ren said with a sigh as he sat on the steps beside him, I just think... it might be better for you to use another method. Actually, we are not in a hurry for you to produce some results right away. , even if you cooperate with a guy like Liszt, I think it's pretty good.

Zaid was silent for a while, walked to sit beside him, and said in a very soft voice.

Mr. Liszt doesn't look down on us. He is actually a very arrogant person in his bones, which is different from someone like you who is willing to bend down to help us and guide us. When he judges us, the risk is far greater than what can be brought to him. In return, he didn't even bother to listen to my explanation, so he turned me away.

After a pause, he said again.

Only you, your door is always open to me, even if I am as humble as dust. You will not give up on me, but are willing to give me the opportunity to introduce myself again and again.

Ou Ren twitched his lips in self-deprecating manner.

It's like what Liszt would do if someone shuts someone's door. But you don't have to praise me... His achievements are obvious to all in the league. I don't deserve to be compared with such a big man.

You are too self-deprecating, Zaid shook his head. After we succeed, I will build a statue for you, and hundreds of millions of people will thank you for lending a helping hand to us.

Ou Ren was stunned for a moment, and said with both irony and laughter.

That's not necessary...

As soon as his words fell, a light flickered in the darkness not far away.

When he looked intently, he saw the flames rising into the sky wrapped in billowing smoke.

There was a faint shout in the distance.

It's on fire!!

Quick! Put out the fire!

Seeing everything that happened suddenly, Ou Ren was stunned, and then his face changed wildly, and he stood up suddenly from the ground.

That's the registration office for the family meeting!

It was also the place where he bandaged the injured laborers before!

What the hell!

He just cursed, and ran back in the direction where he came just now without saying a word.

Looking at the rising flames and Ou Ren rushing to put out the fire, Zaid was also taken aback for a moment, but in the end he just smiled and shook his head, talking to himself.

These rats really don't want to leave overnight hatred, they can't even wait for one night...hehe.

The members of the Black Rat Gang have suffered a loss, and they will definitely not swallow this breath, and will definitely find a way to get revenge.

The reason why this group of people can't be successful is precisely because their brains are always controlled by their limbs, and their thinking is dominated by emotions.

If the previous beatings at most made the neighbors of a few streets sympathize with them, then this fire should be enough for them to become the stars of Xifan Port.

The Legion is bound to end.

And he will definitely punish all restless people with iron and blood before the great battle that swept across the entire Borneo Province!

Those people are not judges who decide cases. Their behavior style has always been to make an example. Not only do they not take their family members seriously, but the entire Xifan Gang gang is like ants in front of them.

It was rumored that Gurion was even more cruel by nature, and he would use any means to achieve his goals, and this was in his favor.

He will take the already written nomination letter to a broader stage.

Zaid patted the ashes on his trouser legs, got up from the stone steps, but walked in the opposite direction to Mr. Eugene.

Vasa, it's time to set off!

Although I am a little sorry for the survivors of Xifan Port, everything is for the future of Borneo... (End of this chapter)