This Game Is Too Realistic

In a hotel not far from Carter Nod Prison, the Desert Eagle, lying flat on his bed, suddenly woke up.

Fuck.

The startling sound startled the comedian who was piloting the drone, and he hurriedly switched the angle of shooting.

Why are you shouting so loudly——

I told you to stare at people, what the hell are you staring at? The sand sculpture jumped up from the bed and slapped him hard on the back of the head, grabbing the tablet in his hand.

The picture was an aerial view of the prison and there was nothing unusual about it, but the comedian's troubled expression seemed to confess everything.

Looking at the furious sand sculpture, the comedian coughed and asked nervously in a low voice.

……In the end what happened?

The sand sculpture said gloomily.

You have lost track of your target! Just now Taran posted on the forum, saying that he even visited the base of the Enlightenment Society.

The comedian's eyes widened.

What the hell?! So fast?

Sha Diao hated him and slapped him on the back of the head again.

Stop being such a bastard, change places quickly.

The comedian covered the back of his head and said in confusion.

Go, where?

The sand sculpture cursed.

The marshal's arsenal! The branch of the Enlightenment Society in Yongye Port! Thanks to that heartless guy for leaving the address on the forum, otherwise we would have been waiting in vain.

The comedian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then he became energetic again.

What's next? Let's go straight in? We'll kill them all in one fell swoop!

It's a bit difficult for two people to raid the Enlightenment Society's stronghold, but it's not completely impossible to win.

As long as you prepare in advance, you can give it a try!

The sand sculpture narrowed his eyes.

Are you a pig? We need to follow the clues to find bigger clues, instead of snuffing out the clues we finally found! That Martin, and the thing called the 'death agent' haven't surfaced yet. .”

The comedian asked confusedly.

Then...what's the next step?

Putting the things into his travel bag, Sha Diaoyan said concisely.

Choose another place and continue to wait and see.

Now that the location of the stronghold has been found, the next step is simple.

As long as they keep an eye on that place, they can always wait until Martin shows up.

But to be honest, the performance of the [Talan Raider] was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He originally thought of that guy as a brick to throw stones at, but he didn't expect that the brick would go down and hit the nuclear submarine on the opposite side.

It's hard not to make people wonder if this guy is driving something...

…

Wasteland OL official website forum, [Tallan Raider/Fountain Commander] private chat mailbox.

Taran Raider: Help me, boss! QAQ

Commander of Fountain: ...Who are you?

Tallan Raider: Brother, do you still remember the beheading operation in the Luoxia Province? I sent a behead to your brother Warlander!

Commander Quanshui: Well, it's been a long time... What happened to you? Let me declare in advance that there is no need to negotiate for borrowing money. You can earn it by doing tasks yourself. (Sweat)

Tallan Raider: I'm not borrowing money, I just want to ask for your advice. The thing is like this, a few days ago I received a hidden mission to investigate information about enlightenment and death agents. The current situation is that I I have penetrated into the Enlightenment Society and become a disciple...

Commander Quanshui: Isn't that great? You're more of a cheat than the warlord. We spent so much effort pushing his butt but we didn't push him up.

He broke into the Enlightenment Society within a few days. This guy is a talent.

Commander Quan Shui was also secretly surprised. It seemed that all the newcomers had grown up.

Taran Raider: Hey, you don't know something. Maybe I joined the club too quickly. The old man who brought me in obviously didn't trust me yet. He gave me an anti-drug mission and said it was a test... But I just didn't If you come to Yongye Port and are unfamiliar with the place, where can you go to find out about that thing?

Commander Quanshui: emmm... You can't help it if you ask me. I've never been to such a far place, and I'm not an undercover agent. But logically speaking, this game won't deliberately throw you an unsolvable puzzle. The task asks you to do it. Carefully recall all the clues you encountered in the entire task chain, and think about what you can use, such as characters that can be used.

The Tallan Raider, who was sitting in front of the computer, was stunned for a moment, pondering over and over the words sent by Brother Quan Shui.

Characters that can be exploited...

Two names popped up in his mind subconsciously.

One is Arman, and the other is Nok, whom Arman introduced to him.

The former is a serious businessman. He probably doesn't know much about poisons and can't help him much.

The mercenary named Nok may be able to help him, but whether that guy is still alive is questionable...

etc.

A name suddenly appeared in Taran's mind, the Morse who chased him for several streets!

With his own strength, it would be a dream to investigate such a big case in Yongye Port, a place he was unfamiliar with.

But with the help of local gangs...

Maybe it will work!

With his thoughts completely opened up, Taran excitedly clenched his fists beside the keyboard, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly.

Seeing that Taran didn't reply for a long time, Quan Shui typed the next line on the keyboard uncertainly.

It seems you already have an idea?

Taran, whose mind was open, replied excitedly.

Thanks!

Looking at the message on the screen, Quan Shui couldn't help but typed out a line of words and replied.

You're welcome...although I don't feel like I'm of much help.

…

Taran, wearing a helmet, returned to the line.

Lying flat on a single bed, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up from the bed, got up, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

This is the city in the northern part of Yongye Port, a hotel not far from the Marshal's Arsenal.

Guide Daniel arranged for his assistant to sit at the door of his guest room.

This man's name is Kant. It is said that he is a veteran who participated in the 300,000th Army. He fought against gray mutants in the desert. After being discharged from the army, he joined the garrison. At the same time, he joined the Enlightenment Society and became a member of the Enlightenment Society. A glorious disciple.

Of course, this is just a superficial resume. His real resume is an operator of the garrison intelligence section.

The task assigned to him by Daniel, in addition to cooperating with Taran in performing regular tasks, also included collecting clues about the latter's secret contact with the Alliance.

The snake oil smuggling case has an unclear connection with the forces supported by the alliance.

Daniel judged that in order to gain their trust, the alliance's spies might betray some of the interests of the supported forces to them.

In the process, the Wasp they put in the cocoon room will inevitably try to get in touch with the alliance's intelligence department.

Looking at the target who walked out of the room in high spirits, Kant put out the cigarette butt in his hand and cast an inquiring gaze.

Have a rest?

Taran nodded and said happily.

It's ready. Come with me out.

Kant raised his eyebrows slightly and looked this guy up and down, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

...It seems you already have a plan.

necessary!

Is it convenient to reveal it?

Taran didn't answer, just gave him a confident look and said with joy.

Just follow me.

Looking at Taran striding towards the stairs, Kant showed a bit of confusion on his face.

He could be sure that this guy had never left his sight.

Even when this guy was resting with the door closed, there was a radio team monitoring the whole process nearby, and would report to him immediately if any abnormality was discovered.

When did this guy get in touch with the alliance?

Or……

Is he already aware of his situation?

Kant was also a little undecided for a moment.

But in order not to reveal any flaws, he still followed up calmly, planning to take a look first before talking.

At the same time, on the 4.5th floor of the Marshal's Arsenal hotel, Daniel, who had been following the entire plan, also frowned.

Watching the two people leaving in the surveillance screen, he then looked at the intelligence department staff aside and ordered in a deep voice.

...Search the target room and be careful not to leave any traces.

The staff member quickly nodded and accepted the order.

yes!

…

Not long after Taran and his partner left the hotel where they were staying, a group of hurried-looking intelligence officers rushed into his room and launched a carpet-like search inside the room.

However, the search results surprised them. They found no suspicious clues.

Daniel smoked three cigarettes in a row without thinking about what the problem was.

He was certain that the big fish that took the bait must have been in contact with the Alliance, but he couldn't find any clues to prove his speculation.

Even if this is an era where gravitons can already be manipulated, the transmission of information still depends on the medium.

It's impossible for them to communicate using superpowers, right? !

And just when the garrison of Yongye Port was confused because they could not find any clues, [Talan Raider] had already led his followers into Blackwater Alley.

The two of them turned a corner next to the Horseshoe Tavern and walked straight to Nok's house.

At the same time, at Nok's house, Morse, the boss of the Hyena Gang, was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, looking through the clues that his younger brothers had tortured from the mouth of a drug addict.

His top thug, Doctor York, was sitting opposite him at the moment, with an expression on his face that he wanted to say something but didn't dare.

Unlike the optimistic boss, he always felt that being involved in the dispute between the Alliance and the Legion was not a good thing.

As if aware of what his men wanted to say, Morse said in a casual tone.

York, do you know what is the biggest gap between us and the Iron Hand Gang?

York was stunned for a moment and answered subconsciously.

…because they run the largest nightclub and casino in Blackwater Lane?

Morse grinned, turned the page of the notes in his hand, and shook his head slightly.

You are wrong because they have backers.

York frowned.

...Backer? You mean...the boss behind Tony?

There were indeed rumors in Blackwater Alley that there was a big shot from Willant behind the Iron Hand Gang.

However, York always felt that it was a rumor, and there was a high probability that it was a rumor that Tony put out himself just to bluff.

After all, no one had ever seen that gentleman, and he didn't think any big shot would take a fancy to the interests of Blackwater Lane.

However, his boss apparently had a completely different view.

Looking at the skeptical York, Morse said in a slow voice.

“The boss behind Tony’s has connections in the military, so he can run the largest nightclub and casino, taking money from the pockets of the garbage in Blackwater Lane, and making money from the pockets of the people in Willant...especially It’s the latter, and the latter is the real gold mine. However, without the acquiescence of the Weilant people, we wouldn’t even have a chance to touch it.”

Although we have many young men who can fight, there is no point in just being able to fight. We can only fish for the leftovers from Blackwater Alley that the big shots look down upon... Did you see the submachine guns in their hands? ? If our brothers can also have a hand, we will not lose to them, but there are some things that cannot be bought with money alone, and even if we buy them, we cannot use them as blatantly as they do.

If we also have a backer, we will not be worse than them.

Ninety-nine percent of the wealth in Yongye Port is in the hands of the Weiland people.

Blackwater Alley, which covers one-third of the entire settlement, does not have even one percent of the wealth.

However, the emergence of the Enlightenment Society gave him an opportunity to rise.

He has lived in the local area for so many years and has never even heard of the name of this organization, but this organization has quietly penetrated into the Southern Legion!

This backer is awesome enough!

Of course, knowing something you shouldn't know is not without risk.

He might be silenced and die in some inaccessible alley.

However, if he succeeds and lets the mysterious organization hiding in the shadows see his ability and value, he and his brothers will become the legend of Blackwater Lane!

A legend more glorious than the Iron Hand Gang!

Just as he was thinking this, there was a gentle knock on the door.

York, who was sitting opposite him, reached out to the table and picked up the shotgun with a huge short barrel, but was stopped by Morse putting his index finger on his lips.

The person I was waiting for has arrived.

After leaving these words, he stood up from the chair with a smile, walked to the entrance and opened the door.

Sure enough, standing at the door was the guy he had chased for several streets a few days ago.

Mr. Taran, I'm glad we meet again.

To be able to come out of the notorious Carter Nod Prison speaks volumes about the power of the Initiation.

While speaking, Morse looked at the man standing behind Taran.

There was an unpleasant aura about him, very similar to a certain type of person he often dealt with.

Considering that there were people from the Enlightenment Society even in Katnod Prison, he reasonably speculated that this guy should be a police officer in the garrison.

Looking at this NPC who was showing off to him, Talampi curled up his lips with a smile.

This guy is indeed still here.

Although he did come to see Morse, he didn't give this guy any good looks.

This is a negotiation skill that he learned from the Internet.

Before taking out the carrot, you have to hit the opponent with two sticks.

I can see that you are really happy. I thought you would give me a 7mm as a greeting gift.

Morse coughed.

It's just a misunderstanding. I'm also working for the garrison. They issued a wanted order, so we have to settle things for them. I hope you understand...and you're safe, aren't you?

Kant frowned.

The cooperation between the garrison and gang forces is an unspoken rule of Yongye Port, and he does not want this guy to reveal it to outsiders without any hesitation.

Taran was not surprised by what he said, and just glanced into the room.

Without any surprise, everyone from the Hyena Gang is here, including the bald guy with the groove on his chest.

Where's Nok?

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Kant immediately perked up, but Morse grinned.

That addict borrowed a sum of money that he shouldn't have borrowed, and now he's dying... Are you sure you want to see him again?

Taran clicked her tongue, secretly thinking that it was indeed the case.

Seeing the big fish slip away, Kant's brows twitched and he lowered his voice and spoke.

You guys...don't you take the garrison too seriously?

Having already guessed the identity of the note, Morse was not at all panicked and said with a smile.

Is it because I don't take you seriously, or you don't take us seriously? Do I need to explain this further?

Without waiting for Kant to answer, he put away the smile on his face and went straight to the point.

Open the sky and speak frankly. I know you are members of the Enlightenment Society. You need people to work. My brothers and I need work. Why don't we cooperate? I am much more capable than that addict.

The air became quiet for a moment.

Kant's pupils dilated slightly, then narrowed his eyes to a slit, staring at Morse, like an eagle aiming at its prey.

However, before long, the sharpness hidden in his eyes turned into confusion again.

Is this guy also part of Project Wasp?

No...if this was the case, Daniel would definitely tell himself in advance.

But wait!

If this guy is not an insider of the Wasp Project, how does he know his identity? !

If he is a member of the Enlightenment Society, he must know that his identity is false.

And if he is not a member of the Enlightenment Society and is not a member of the Wasp Project, then it is even less likely that he will know about the Enlightenment Society...unless he is a member of the Enlightenment Society.

The results of the two cycles were contradictory to each other, and Kant's brain shut down for a moment.

Taran was not surprised. After all, in his understanding, the Enlightenment Society's infiltration into the Southern Legion had reached an astonishing level and had almost become an open secret.

From the moment he stepped into the prison, he slipped into the information cocoon built by the Southern Army. Morse's reaction seemed to him to be completely normal. At most, he was a little abrupt in making his words clear.

Do you want to cooperate with us? Looking at this cunning hyena, Taran raised his eyebrows with interest.

Morse curled his lips and said with a smile.

Who doesn't want to? As long as I join you, no matter how outrageous the wish is, it will be fulfilled.

Well...that's true. Then I want to hear what your wish is. While saying this, Taran was secretly surprised. He didn't expect Enlightenment to have such an ability.

The same goes for Kant.

Even he, an operator of the garrison's intelligence section, didn't know that there was such an organization that could cover the sky with one hand hidden in Yongye Port.

If this rumor is not false, it is a clue worth paying attention to.

Seeing Taran extending an olive branch to him, Morse was also unceremonious and straightforward.

My wish? My wish is that my name can become the legend of Blackwater Lane... This is very simple for you, isn't it? Just let me take over the business of other gangs.

Kant said with a sneer.

Do you think such a thing is possible?

Morse smiled nonchalantly.

What's impossible? We don't need you to do anything, we just need you to acquiesce in something happening... Anyway, isn't it always like this? Even if no one does the job of picking up the shit, the shit will not come out of thin air. Disappear and leave all the inconvenient dirty work to me, which will be conducive to the stability of Yongye Port.

Seeing that his assistant looked like he still wanted to say something, Taran quickly put his hand on his shoulder and shook it hard to hint that he should stop talking.

They are not here to discuss the future of Blackwater Lane, but to address the snake oil problem.

Okay, there's no point in arguing about this... I think Mr. Morse is right. Even if we kill all the flies in Evernight Harbor, there will be new flies flying in from other places. Mr. Morse, I I have only one request for you, you are not allowed to kidnap the Wealand people, and you are not allowed to sell addictive drugs to the Wealand people, can you do it?

After hearing this serious advice, Morse's face finally showed a bright smile.

No problem, I can restrain my men, and I can even help you maintain law and order and find the lost Weiland people. I can even promise you that the future Blackwater Lane will become a playground for the Weiland people. It is a farm, not a stinky ditch that no one wants to go near except rats... Just like now, it is even more smelly than a stinky ditch without management.

Kant couldn't control his sneer again, and Taran coughed in time, interrupting Morse's painting.

You are free to do whatever you want. I don't need you to draw a cake for me. I am not interested in the future of Blackwater Lane... Now, I need you to prove your worth. Do you understand what I mean? You move We don't care about the life or death of that drug addict named Nok, but you'd better finish his job, otherwise we'll be very unhappy, and everyone will be.

After listening to Taran's words, Morse was not surprised.

He had already guessed that Nok was the informant of the Enlightenment Society, and the latter admitted this under his torture.

It's just a pity that the time when he found Nok was too unlucky. He was in time before Nok and the Enlightenment Association contacted him, and he couldn't find out what the Enlightenment Association wanted to do with the addict.

Controlling the excitement in his heart, like a real servant, he lowered his posture, nodded slightly and said respectfully.

...Understand, think of it as my compensation to you. If I do things well, I hope that the unpleasantness we had before can be written off.

no problem.

Taran agreed immediately and gave the assistant next to him a look and led him straight into the room.

When passing by a room, he saw a lifeless person lying in a pool of blood.

The skinny torso was like a hollowed-out mummy. Even if this guy was still alive, he probably only had half a breath left.

Talan smacked his tongue lightly, not looking at the unlucky drug addict. He just looked at Morse who stopped and spoke concisely.

Recently, an addictive drug called snake oil has appeared in Yongye Port. According to our intelligence... it's someone from the Alliance who is behind it.

They use this evil hallucinogen to drain the pensions from the veterans of the Velant people and try to intensify our internal conflicts.

Morse frowned slightly.

...What does this have to do with your enlightenment?

The Southern Army is our ally. Of course we cannot just watch them be defeated by our enemies... let alone using such evil and dirty methods.

Taran slightly modified what Daniel said to him, and then told it to the gang leader in front of him. He paused for a moment and continued.

What I want you to do is very simple. Find the source of the snake oil and the evidence of the Alliance's involvement... This shouldn't be difficult for the future underground emperor of Blackwater Lane, right?

Morse's face originally showed hesitation, but when he heard the next half of the sentence, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Difficult? You underestimate my ability... Snake oil, right? Let me think about it... I happen to know a guy who is doing this business, and the scale of the business is not small.

Taran was ecstatic in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just looked at him approvingly.

who?

Unlike the restrained Taran, Morse's smile became even brighter when he talked about his old enemy.

The famous Tony, the leader of the Iron Hand Gang, he has made a lot of retirement pensions from the veterans of the Valeant people through 'snake oil'... As for whether he has anything to do with the alliance, I don't know. I only heard that The boss behind him is very energetic.”

Of course, I dare say that the boss behind him is definitely not comparable to real adults like you, otherwise they wouldn't be able to do traitorous things and get mixed up with the people of the Alliance.

If you are interested in his business, I can not only take you to find him, but I can even take you to the place where he does business...