This Game Is Too Realistic

Although the Tiandu City of Borneo was defended, the collapse of the Heavenly Palace brought a lot of troubles to Abu Saik.

Not only because of the rumors among the people and the use of excuses by various factions, but also partly because of himself.

Like most of the Borneo people, he had superstitious nature hidden deep in his bones. However, after he took the position of commander-in-chief, he refused to admit it. He even followed the trend and imitated the alliance and recited the sutras of materialism and atheism.

This is somewhat useful at first, as any sentence repeated too often will create the illusion of that's it.

Especially when he was engaged in educational reform, Absek once regarded himself as a real materialist warrior, and even mistook the guy in Kabah who couldn't read the air as a comrade in arms, forgetting that the reformist officers were his real comrades in arms. .

However, the practice of self-comfort ultimately treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Even though he deliberately refused to sit on the emperor's chair, and even built a special commander's mansion to emphasize to everyone that his legitimacy had nothing to do with the heavenly palace, he was still killed when the heavenly palace collapsed. The whole defense has been broken.

In fact, this cannot be completely blamed on his poor mental endurance. Part of the blame lies with the college.

In his opinion, there is no survivor organization in the entire wasteland that understands science better than the Academy.

As a result, the academy had just promised him that the Tiangong could still float in the sky for more than ten or twenty years, but it fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

It is difficult not to make him doubt the academy and even science itself, and thus doubt himself.

Is there really a being in the dark that controls all of this with an invisible hand?

Just like that, his paranoia returned.

He would have nightmares almost every night, and Janusz's devilishly grinning face would definitely appear in his dreams.

It was Anwo who obviously shot, but the evil ghost seemed to know who killed him.

The guy didn't come to take revenge, he just stood outside the window, torturing him with the tiny sounds.

Sometimes Abu Saik couldn't sleep all night after being tortured, and the next day he would go to the commander's office with red eyes to review documents. Or he would stay up until the middle of the night and couldn't stand it any longer, so he would sleep until noon while snoring loudly.

He didn't dare to complain to anyone about this matter. After all, if rumors spread again that the commander-in-chief was being targeted by ghosts, they might be exploited by the opposition within the federation.

The only person he could talk to was the messenger from the Alliance.

Firstly, the other party had no interest in interfering in the internal affairs of Borneo. Secondly, he could feel that they really believed in what he said and were true materialists.

However, after hearing his troubles, Eagle also had a helpless expression on his face.

...With all due respect, you are suspicious.

I also know, I tried to think like this, but it's of no use at all. It's like there's a person living in my head... Absek sighed, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said nervously, Do you think it could be some kind of psychic interference?

Looking at the suspicious Absek, Eagle shook his head and explained patiently.

The impact of that device on a human being with a complete mind is minimal... Although it is not completely useless, it can only convey a message or two at most, and it is impossible for you to dream about a specific person.

And that thing is not targeted, it usually covers an entire area.

If it was really the influence of the mind interference device, then he couldn't be the only one affected.

In other words, this is his own inner demon, and he can only overcome it on his own.

After thinking for a moment, Eagle tentatively asked.

Why don't you go see a psychiatrist?

There are many psychiatrists in the league.

There is a threshold for that thing, but it is not high, and the market demand is not small at all.

Not only the wastelanders who have returned to civilized society, but also the survivors rescued by players from the looters' dungeons, most of them have the experience of consulting a psychologist. This is not a shameful thing, and medical insurance can even reimburse them.

When Absek heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head in rejection without even thinking about it.

Come on...if I go to see a doctor, there will probably be some rumors.

Eagle sighed.

Sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with this.

Looking at the regretful eagle, Absek laughed and joked.

Anyway, after talking to you, I feel much better. I might be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

He actually didn't expect anyone to be able to help him, so he just wanted to find an outsider to talk to.

Seeing the distress in his heart, Yingying suddenly thought of the recent priests from the Silver Moon Sect who had come to Tiandu to rescue refugees and preach, so he moved in his heart and spoke.

...If you don't want to see a psychiatrist, you might as well talk to the priest of the Silver Moon Sect.

Absek was stunned for a moment.

Priest?

Eagle nodded.

Although we are atheists, we never deny the value of faith as spiritual sustenance. If you are interested, you can learn about it... Of course, this is just a suggestion.

It doesn't work to persuade people to quit smoking by saying that smoking is harmful.

In the same way, using there are no ghosts in this world to convince superstitious people is just wishful thinking on the part of those who read the sutra.

Instead of letting him fight against his inner torment, it is better to let him believe in something less harmful. This is also a way to face his heart calmly.

Eagle suddenly felt that he was a genius.

Not only does he have the skills to be a diplomat, he can also work as a psychiatrist.

Absek seemed to be moved, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded seriously.

……I will think about it.

The meeting came to an end.

After seeing off the alliance's envoy, Absek paced back and forth in the office several times, and finally picked up the phone and issued an order, inviting the priest from Silver Moon Bay to the commander's residence on the pretext of discussing the rescue of refugees.

The two met in the reception room.

After some pleasantries, Absek didn't mince words and asked straight to the point with a smile.

Do you, the Silver Moon Sect, have anything like a Pope?

This is what he cares about most.

Although he wanted to find something to put his spirit on, he didn't want anyone to ride on his head.

Not knowing the concerns in the leader's heart, the priest just smiled warmly and said.

We are different from our compatriots who believe in the spirit of the sea of ​​sand. We do not serve the living, so we do not have a pope.

The Silver Moon Sect itself is a new interpretation of the Sand Sea Spirit's teachings made by the merchants of Silver Moon Bay because they were lazy and skipped worship, and in order to legally go to sea. Therefore, the etiquette and organization are relatively loose.

Although there is a pope in Camelback Kingdom, he is not the pope of Silver Moon Sect and Silver Moon Bay, but only the pope of Sand Sea Spirit Sect and Camel City.

No, it's not good...it's still pretty good.

Absek nodded approvingly, then suddenly changed the topic and asked again.

What about doctrine? Have you ever forced others to believe in you, brainwashed them, or used the name of faith to make money and persecute dissidents?

Absek asked all the questions he was worried about, but then he felt that the question was too sharp, so he smiled and said it in a gentle tone.

Don't get me wrong, Pastor, I'm not saying you have these questions, I'm just asking just in case... After all, the people of Borneo are simple and kind, and I'm also afraid that they will be deceived by cults.

Understood, the priest smiled gently, paused for a moment, took out a Holy Book from his arms, and handed it to Abu Saik's hand, Although I can answer your confusion, I cannot relieve your concerns. .Since you have so many concerns about us, why not find the answer yourself?

After taking the Holy Book, Absek weighed it in his hand.

Is it possible to pass this book?

The priest continued gently.

If you want to fully understand a person, you must not only listen to his words, but also observe his actions. If you really want to fully understand us, the content of a book is certainly not enough, but it can at least be the beginning of our understanding of each other. .”

Absek raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled and put the book in his arms.

Looks like I have to get a cat.

Listening to the amusing tone, the pastor smiled gently and continued.

Although cats are our sacred objects, we do not force every believer to keep one. On the contrary, our teachings encourage believers to get along with those elves as friends rather than raising them in captivity and enshrining them. . That is, we only provide necessary help to them when they need us.”

Absek touched his chin with interest.

Is there any mystery here?

The priest said with a smile.

There is no mystery, but in our teachings, the cat is the pet of the Silver Moon Goddess, and it is also her eyes and her incarnation in the mortal world. We believe that she wanders around all year round and yearns for freedom. , so unless those elves take the initiative to stay with us, generally we will not take the initiative to take them in.

Abu Saik was overjoyed when he heard this.

Mortal incarnation!

Wouldn’t that ward off evil spirits? !

Thinking that the ghost that had been tormenting him all day long was finally broken, he stood up excitedly.

That's great! I also like cats! Sir, can you give me some advice on how many cats I can keep?

The pastor looked at this guy blankly, not knowing why he was suddenly happy, but he calmed down and continued.

Well... I don't know how many. But if you like cats, Commander-in-Chief, I can give you one... one that is more approachable.

Absek looked eager.

It doesn't matter whether you have close relatives or not, as long as you can ward off evil spirits!

Priest:……?

…

Ever since Abseik met the priest of Silver Moon Sect, there were suddenly many cats in the command house.

Absek claimed that the Silver Moon Sect gave him a gift, but some people said that the gift was actually only one, and that he bought most of the cats from merchants in Silver Moon Bay.

Although everyone was confused, they didn't say anything. After all, who doesn't have some hobbies?

Duwata likes women, Shah Rukh likes gold and silver, and Nigli likes to collect art from the alliance. At least Mr. Abu Saik's hobby is relatively economical.

Cats always eat less than people, and those cats don't look like expensive breeds.

At least not for now.

And since he got a cat, Absek, who was originally depressed, suddenly became energetic again, as if he had a second spring.

Now even Duwata, who was laughing at his gadget behind his back, couldn't make up his mind.

As the saying goes, if something is good from above, it will be effective from below.

Since the commander-in-chief himself liked to keep cats, some officials also followed suit, so that keeping cats became a fashion among Tiandu's upper class for a while, and cats temporarily escaped from the local diet.

Only the Kabah committee member shook his head and sighed, and still scolded Abu Saik for his prodigality in public.

There are still many people in Borneo who don’t have enough to eat.

As a commander, not only should you lead by example, but you should at least be restrained.

After hearing this, Absek was not angry at all. He just laughed. Instead, he asked the housekeeper to give him a cute little cute animal to raise. He also ordered him not to raise it to death and to report it every week. Otherwise, punish him.

Cabaha was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but the pen could not be used as a gun, so he could only swallow his breath.

This happened a week ago.

Absek couldn't help but grin when he looked at the report handed to him by Internal Affairs Commissioner Wadia.

There are only two words in this report: living.

It was obvious that Commissioner Cabaha was still angry with him.

But Absek didn't care, he just smiled and praised Wadia.

The cat is a good thing... Since I got this cat, my temper has improved a lot.

Wadia said with a wry smile.

That's what the commander-in-chief said.

Absek smiled and continued.

I've been thinking recently about whether to send some to the soldiers on the front line.

Wadia was stunned when he heard this and said hesitantly.

This...is a little inappropriate.

Absek said with a smile.

There is nothing inappropriate. Our soldiers are all humans, not machines. It is not enough to just keep them alive. We must also pay attention to their mental health.

Wadia: But... I'm worried that doing so will affect their combat efficiency.

Absek suddenly adjusted his expression, looked at his internal affairs committee member and said.

Mr. Wadia, have you ever squatted in a trench?

Wadia quickly shook his head and answered truthfully.

No……

I have squatted before. Looking out the window, Absek squinted his eyes. That place is simply hell. The slightest movement can make you tense up. After staying there for two months, I can guarantee that even if you stand in front of your own mother, she may not recognize you.

Sending a group of cats to the front line was not the idea that Absek came up with. He had consulted with people in the alliance before and heard that there was a precedent for this in other places.

Soldiers who stay in the trenches are in a state of tension for a long time and have no spiritual sustenance. Over time, they can easily develop psychological problems.

In fact, alliance officers had reported this situation to them a long time ago and suggested that they provide at least one instructor to each hundred-man team, and if possible, it would be best to equip them to the ten-man team level.

He is indeed doing this, but the training of instructors takes time, and the reform of the entire system cannot be completed in one day.

In contrast, sending a group of cats to the front line is a good emergency solution.

Besides, it’s good to have a cat to catch mice.

That kind of pile of dead people was a disaster area for rats. The first two pairs of leather boots he owned were chewed by rats, causing his feet to be soaked in water whenever it rained.

If Alaya could treat these brothers as individuals, they would not have rebelled.

Think of it as buying people's hearts, and the money spent will not be a loss.

...Cats reproduce quickly and are not expensive. Just make arrangements as I say.

Seeing that the commander had already made up his mind, Wadia stopped trying to dissuade him and nodded inwardly, dumbfounded.

yes!

…

As the battle to defend Tiandu came to an end, the war between the Xilan Puppet Empire and the countries of Borneo Province also entered a new stage.

Both warring parties and the chess players behind the scenes have completely abandoned the illusion of quick victory and are ready for a protracted war.

First, Emperor Akbar issued a mobilization edict and a proclamation against thieves, detailing the twelve charges of disloyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and unrighteousness committed by the rebels of Borneo. He angrily accused Abu Sek of provoking the wrath of heaven and human beings and incurring divine punishment. He vowed to fight against the rebels from the Lion State and the Dog State. The two places mobilized one million troops to kill the enemy bandits.

Immediately afterwards, Borneo was not to be outdone. It first listed 13 crimes against the pseudo-emperor, and then abolished the agreement between the old empire and the Legion on Sails Port, and once again mobilized 600,000 reserves, vowing to fight the Legion to the end.

The reason why only 600,000 people were mobilized was not because the manpower pool of Borneo was at its bottom, but because Abu Saik had other plans.

Due to Borneo's series of reform measures and its victories on the front line, industrial owners who had previously had concerns about investing in Borneo's industries have changed their minds.

The priests sent by the Silver Moon Sect are an obvious signal.

Although the priests who are funded by the merchants of Silver Moon Bay are indeed here to spread the gospel of the Silver Moon Goddess, they are not just doing charity and preaching, but also inspecting the local customs and business environment.

After all, the charity money they received was not for nothing.

If the sponsors wanted to build a church, they would certainly have to pay attention to whether the local area had soil that could let the seeds germinate.

It's like casting stones to ask for directions.

After all, religion itself is also a kind of business model, and it is one of the most brilliant business models.

In addition to the merchants of Silver Moon Bay, the alliance industrial owners who had previously made good profits from their investments in Mammoth Country were also very interested in this geomantic treasure land that was free of alien intrusion.

The local area has abundant human resources, and the red soil ensures the lower limit of the local people's survival cost. There is no place more suitable for setting up a factory than here.

Especially labor-intensive factories.

In addition, there are merchants from Golden Gallon Port, French Fries Port and Youtiao Port.

Especially the people of the Yue tribe who are doing business.

Although Wu Tuo deeply hurt their feelings, they still have some feelings for their homeland.

Moreover, Janusz restored the reputation of the Moon Tribe before and won a lot of favor for the Heavenly King Army among the Moon Tribe.

Even if the reformist officers led by Abu Saik cut off from the Heavenly King's Army, it did not affect the inheritance of this goodwill.

On the contrary, because all the black spots were washed away, those reformist officers became better in the eyes of the Yue people.

With so many cards in hand, even a pig won't be too bad at playing.

Absek was obviously not stupid enough to be worse than a pig, and he saw the opportunity in this at a glance.

Therefore, rather than mobilizing all young people to the front line, he is naturally more inclined to guide them to work in factories.

Ever since, after referring to the alliance's suggestions, Abu Saik designated White Elephant City in the center of Borneo Province as the Central Industrial Zone, invested a full third of the financial budget to build railways and power grids there, and also focused on the development of steelmaking. , chemical industry, heavy machinery manufacturing and other heavy industries, with a view to complementing the industrial zones in Huzhou, Leopard State and Lowell State in the future.

Compared with Borneo's fragile agricultural economy, this is undoubtedly a grand project.

But if this plan can be realized, local survivors may really hope to ignite the flames of industry and get rid of the embarrassing situation where even bicycles have to be imported from Golden Gallen Port.

And this is also good for the league.

In the context of some feudal lords, cake is an eternal thing. The more people cut it, the less each person can get.

However, there is another context in this world. In this context, cake is not born, but something that can be made bigger and bigger.

As long as you don't chop them randomly, there is always a way to get a little bit for everyone, at least not less and less.

Just as this ancient empire was slowly waking up, the officers on the front line of the Southern Army were also completely awakened.

They gradually realized the horror of the alliance.

Not only because of the high fighting will of those volunteers, but also because that high fighting will will be contagious like a virus, turning the locals into beasts that need all their strength to deal with.

Because the airship was destroyed by an unknown weapon, General Gurion, in the name of Akbar, established a special service composed of local people to investigate the five crashed airships.

At the same time, Captain Ryan Wanfu, who served as the commander of the eastern front, also completely changed the previous offensive strategy of advancing and maneuvering, and his strategic style became a steady and steady attack.

The most obvious point is that he voluntarily abandoned the northeastern hills of Akale County, retreated from the bend of the river to the junction of Shizhou and Niuzhou, dug trenches, and built gun towers and bunkers.

Doing so effectively gave up the floodplains that had previously been under the control of the Confederate Army.

For the Southern Army, this meant that their blitzkrieg and clamor for two months to destroy the rebels were completely bankrupt.

However, in turn, they can consolidate their positions to make the supply line in the rear more stable and avoid being infiltrated and harassed by the guerrillas from Borneo and Mammoth in turns.

This is obviously not a good thing for Borneo, which is in a disadvantaged position.

On the one hand, this shows that the Southern Army has become serious, and it is no longer so easy for them to take advantage.

On the other hand, the Southern Army has begun to consciously want to digest the territory it has occupied, and is trying to turn the occupied area into its own territory.

However, in contrast, the Borneo Army has become more and more mature in this continuous battle, and many outstanding generals have been born during this period.

For example, Isher, the captain of the 30,000th team.

Another example is Yokal, the captain of the 110,000th team, and so on.

Especially Isher, this guy was particularly honored to receive the nickname Jungle Rat from the Wilant people, and a bounty of 1 million dinars on his head.

This guy is as cunning as a mouse, and he has mastered guerrilla warfare and psychological warfare to the extreme.

The Wilant officer who fought against him even said that if you give the guy one cannon, he can have the effect of two cannons. Give him a ten-man team, and he can be used as a hundred-man team, especially in jungles and hills, making them difficult to guard against!

Another person who received the title from the Weirant people was Captain Pikliwan of the 700,000th team.

However, he became popular not because of his impressive record, but because of a photo published in Daily Survivor.

The Vaillant soldiers privately referred to him as The Butcher.

Compared to Isher, his nickname is obviously much more domineering, and he even appeared in the Southern Army Victory Newspaper.

In the case of Muqiang, the Weirant people actually have many similarities with the Borneo people.

Compared to the jungle rat who is good at conspiracy and conspiracy, the grassroots soldiers and officers of the legion obviously appreciate the captain of ten thousand who charges with a bayonet more.

Even if the head in his hand belongs to their compatriots, it does not hinder their appreciation of the strong.

After all, the jungle cultural concept of the strong is respected actually contains another layer of metaphor -

That is, weak fellows are not worthy of being called compatriots.

They would have been indignant at the massacre at Westsail, which was a contempt and humiliation for the abstract concept of Wilrantians.

However, the suffering of a specific person or group of people will only attract their ridicule.

This has nothing to do with quantity. After all, the number 40,000 is far greater than 3,000 no matter how you calculate it.

That night, every Valantian soldier who died as a loser or surrendered received nothing but honor, only shame and ridicule...

As both sides showed their true abilities, the entire war fell into a stalemate.

A lot of things happen every day on the front line, but to people outside the front line, it seems like nothing happens.

Time soon came to August, the sultry rainy season was gradually coming to an end, and the dry season would begin in two months.

At this time, a fleet from the Death Coast approached Evernight Port in the southernmost part of the desert.

The changes here were so great that Arman almost thought he was in the wrong place.

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(PS: Collect several IDs.)