This Game Is Too Realistic

Outside the outpost, snow was falling.

At the south entrance, Yu Hu, wearing fur clothes, rushed over from the direction of Beit Street despite the heavy snow falling in the sky.

After arriving at the outpost, Yu Hu originally wanted to find Chu Guang, but failed to find him. Instead, he happened to see a long queue in front of the nursing home.

As he got closer, he saw his sister sitting at a small wooden table.

Meticulousness is written on the young face.

She stretched out her little hand and took the silver coins from the blue coats in line. After counting carefully how many coins there were in total, she poked a few times on a screen.

"Total, 41!"

She raised her head and looked at the players in front of the counter, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Crab! You should also pay attention to safety when taking risks."

"Uuuuuuuuah... Damn it, Si! Lend me money! I still want to save!"

Si Si stood behind, stroking his forehead with a headache on his face, and stretched out his hand to pull Tai's sleeves.

"Okay, okay, Ah Wei, don't be embarrassed here, let's block the people behind you."

"Don't you think it's cute! You heartless woman!"

"It's so cute, hey, the convoy to the greenhouse ruins is going to leave in a while. Are you going or not?"

"Go! Damn it, why do you have to work during the day and at night! Where are the casual games we promised? Can't you just let me stay with cute things for a while!"

"I'm really sorry that I'm not cute enough. Anyway, stop talking nonsense. It's important to level up and earn money to buy equipment. Let's go. If you don't leave, the brother behind you will beat someone up."

The tail, which was still shouting, was just pulled away.

At this time, a big white bear came out from behind and stood furtively in front of the counter, holding the door frame with somewhat cautious hands.

Seeing this big bear, Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but he was not afraid, and a sweet smile soon appeared on his face.

“Would you like to save money?”

With Mao covering his face, he couldn't see his blush. Roushan Damomo clumsily took out his money bag and dumped all the coins on the table.

"I, I, I, give it all to you!"

Looking at the big white bear who dropped the money and walked away, Xiaoyu said quickly.

"Ah, wait, wait a minute, that, ID."

"It's all for you!!"

Finally, thanks to Xiaoqi's help, Xiaoyu found the ID of the big white bear.

After carefully counting the coins on the table, Xiaoyu followed what Chu Guang taught him to do and registered the numbers on the VM.

Although Yu Hu couldn't read or understand what those blue coats were saying, it didn't look like they were embarrassing his sister.

When the big white bear ran out, it startled him instinctively. If the people around him didn't react, he almost pulled out his bow and arrow and shot.

At this time, Chu Guang came over from the side, looked at Yu Hu and said with a smile.

"Why don't you come over and say hello?"

"No, I just took a look and didn't disturb her work." Yu Hu smiled honestly and touched the back of his head, "I didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so capable. I was always worried last night, afraid that she would give you It’s causing trouble.”

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"How could it be? Your sister is very smart and learns very quickly, but no one teaches her many things."

Yu Hu sighed and said.

"Dad, I still have my brother, and I usually have to go hunting, so I can't teach her anything. My mother did teach her how to pancake, but she never did very well. Last night, I was worried whether she would Screwed up. I came here early in the morning. On the way, I was still thinking, if she really gets into trouble, I will take her back no matter what. But now... let Xiaoyu follow you, it is indeed Much better than following us.”

"You can't say that," Chu Guang shook his head, "You still come to see her often. No matter how warm the quilt is, you don't want to stay with your family."

A warm bed?

Is it progressing so quickly?

Yu Hu was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"You're right...I'll leave first then."

Chu Guang said politely.

"In such a hurry to go back? Let's stay and have lunch before leaving."

"No, no," Xu Hu shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands, "I won't bother you here. I have to go hunting in a while. You are busy first, and I will go back."

Chu Guang no longer held back and nodded.

"Be careful on the road."

…

Coming out of the north gate, Yu Hu was in a good mood. Although there was snow falling in the sky, he felt warm and comfortable, which was more comfortable than drinking wine.

But just then, he saw a caravan filled with bricks and a man standing next to it.

The man looked familiar.

Yu Hu walked over and took a look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Zhao Shu?!"

"Yu Hu?!"

"Wait a minute, aren't you dead? I see your family has taken care of all the funeral arrangements."

Yu Hu was still speechless, but Zhao Shu couldn't care less about it at the moment. Meeting a fellow villager in a foreign land really brought tears to his eyes.

"Brother, I almost died! Fortunately, these blue jackets saved me!"

It took about five minutes for Zhao Shu and Yu Hu to talk about their experiences in the past month or so, from being caught by predators while hunting, to later when the group of blue jackets broke through the Bloodhand Clan's stronghold and captured them. They settled in the brick factory by the river.

Although he instinctively felt that being caught by a predator was a bit strange, Yu Hu couldn't figure out something too complicated and quickly focused on other places.

"...In other words, you are working for Brother Chu and the others now?"

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment and said.

"Brother Chu? Are you talking about the manager? Anyway, it's quite comfortable to work here. You take care of food, accommodation, meat, and firewood and charcoal for heating. Now you are paid 1 silver coin per day. Every day The job is to use molds to make bricks, then send them to the kiln to be burned, and then transport the fired bricks back, so you won’t be tired at all.”

Yu Hu nodded and asked.

"Then you won't go back again?"

A complicated expression appeared on Zhao Shu's face.

"Go back... where are you going? Only my parents, my eldest brother and their two children are left at home. The little food left is barely enough to survive the winter. If I go back now, I will definitely have no food at home. There’s not enough food. Let’s wait until spring next year, then… wait until then.”

As he was talking, Zhao Shu suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait for me later." Then he turned around and ran into the gate.

After a while, he took out a small bag of coarse salt, about three or four taels, and stuffed it into Yu Hu's hand.

"I got this with my wages. Take it back to my mother for me. Just say... I'm fine, so they don't have to worry! I'll go see them next spring! There's also Yang Ergou, he's still alive too ...But he is busy now, you might as well tell his family."

Taking the salt, Yu Hu nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely convey it to you!"

Yu Hu returned along the original route.

However, when passing by the south gate of the Wetland Park, Yu Hu suddenly noticed that not far from his footprints, there was a series of footprints that did not belong to him.

The footprints were very shallow and seemed to have been there for some time.

Out of the hunter's vigilance, Yu Hu squatted down, wiped it with his index finger, and frowned slightly.

Whose footprints are these?

…

Bate Street.

After hurriedly entering the door, Wang Biao went straight to Old Charlie's grocery store.

"Old housekeeper!"

Charlie, who was sitting in front of the door with his eyes closed, opened half of his eyes. When he saw it was Wang Biao, he immediately understood and stood up from the chair.

"Come in and talk."

The door curtain is closed.

Wang Biao looked excited and without even taking a breath, he danced and reported what he saw and heard while following Yu Hu all the way to the old housekeeper.

The more Charlie listened, his brows gradually wrinkled.

"You mean... a survivor settlement has appeared in Linghu Wetland Park?"

Wang Biao nodded sharply.

"Yes! There are blue coats everywhere, and there are refugees who don't know where they come from... I guess they come from the north. They built a wall in the forest, dug trenches, and put up roadblocks. I can't see them in the camp. , but there was a chimney that kept sending smoke."

"From the north?"

Charlie's brows frowned even more.

The north is the territory of the Blood Hand Clan, and there seems to be a mutant tribe not far away.

What's the difference between building a settlement there and giving away people's heads?

and……

Those plunderers are all cannibals, so how could they be allowed in?

Wang Biao didn't care so much and just shouted excitedly.

"Old housekeeper, that little brat from the Yu family has broken the rules, let's arrest him quickly!"

He has long disliked the Yu family.

Especially since Yu Hu beat his third brother. The same goes for the foreigner's shed. Not even a door beam was left for them. They took it all for themselves, and they plausibly claimed that it was given to him by others. It was really shameless.

Wang Biao's calculation was very loud. According to the rules of Beit Street, anyone who trades with foreign caravans privately will be regarded as a betrayal. The lightest punishment will be a fine of an animal skin, and the worst case will be confiscation of property and expulsion.

It didn't matter whether those people were considered a caravan or not. What he cared about was the shed where Yu Hu lived. If he could be evicted, his family could occupy the stranger's shed.

However, old Charlie is a knowledgeable person after all, so naturally he cannot be as short-sighted as him.

Blue coat...

He had been too, although that was a long, long time ago.

After thinking for a long time, Charlie said cautiously.

"This matter is not urgent. Remember not to alert the enemy. I will report the situation to the mayor first before making a decision."

Wang Biao was stunned.

Is there anything else I can ask for?

Just ransack the house and that would be the end of it.

As long as the mayor gives an order, the Wang family will be the first to respond.

However, the old butler didn't talk nonsense to him.

After throwing 4 white chips into his hand, Old Charlie drove him out of the grocery store, then locked the door again and hurriedly walked towards the center of the town.

…

The mayor and his family live in the old castle in the middle of Beit Street.

This castle was originally built as an entertainment facility, but now it has become a symbol of the pyramid tip.

The ruler of this town lived in the castle, while the servants, guards, and direct descendants lived in brick and wooden houses near the castle, and outside were dilapidated shacks.

After asking for permission from the guard on duty at the door, old Charlie was allowed to enter after a simple search.

When he stepped into the main hall on the first floor, he happened to see two cute children playing football in the hall on the first floor of the castle.

The clothes they wear are made of deerskin, as are the balls they play. Their clean faces and carefree smiles are something that the children outside don't have.

Noticing Charlie at the door, the slightly older boy shook his brown curly hair and picked up the ball from the ground.

"Charlie? Are you back? Do you want to play football together?"

"I'm sorry, dear young master, I'm afraid I can't play with you... I'm here to see your father."

A hint of disappointment appeared on the boy's face, and he said impatiently.

"Go ahead, he's in the study."

Charlie bowed his head respectfully.

Bypassing the children's playground, he was led by a servant to the elevator room and took the elevator to the top floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, warm air blew in my face.

In the fireplace directly opposite, the fire burned and the wood crackled.

"I know the way."

Nodding to the servant, Charlie walked through the doorway on the left and came to a two-person high door.

This is the mayor's study.

There are rows of bookshelves displayed in the study room. The bookshelves are filled with novels, poetry collections and some strange collections picked up by scavengers from outside.

Sitting at the antique wooden table, the mayor drank tea leisurely. The intermittent sound coming from the radio on the table was his favorite music played by the Redstart Band.

There are three major radio stations in Boulder City, one of which can be heard even in the distant northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Every evening from 6 to 7 o'clock, the radio station will repeatedly broadcast the transaction prices of today's commodities. From 7 to 10 o'clock, there will be lectures on the planting experience of Camu trees and spiritual leaves, which are in high demand "cash crops". There will also be some interspersed with some arms dealers, An advertisement for human clone trafficking.

The rest of the time, pop music from the pre-war era is played on repeat, which is also the old mayor's favorite program, which can temporarily make him forget the bad times.

Even to the ears of true "pre-war" people, these are old-fashioned pastimes.

After waiting quietly for the song to end, Charlie walked to the desk and lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

"Sir, I have something urgent to report to you."

The mayor raised his eyelids and said casually.

"What's up?"

In his opinion, the only urgent thing that old Charlie could report was that the cockroaches in the shack outside were causing trouble again.

Those people were like weeds, a group of them would grow out after a while. He never cared about the life or death of those people.

Old Charlie lowered his head and continued.

"In Linghu Wetland Park in the north, a survivor settlement has appeared. The population is probably more than 100 people... maybe more."

"Linghu Wetland Park? Survivor settlement?! How is that possible!"

The teacup was placed heavily on the table. The mayor sat up straight in his chair and stared at Charlie standing in front of the table. "Is the news accurate?"

"There shouldn't be anything wrong."

Charlie nodded carefully and continued in a respectful tone.

"Their strength should not be underestimated. Some hunters took their prey directly to them and brought it back in exchange for salt and meat. And it seems that the conditions they offered are more favorable than ours. I am worried that if this continues for a long time, it will Your interests have been harmed... I suggest that we should proactively contact that group and adjust the salt price appropriately."

The mayor's face had a gloomy look, and his index finger tapped lightly on the table, as if he was weighing something.

after awhile.

With a slight movement in his heart, he opened the drawer and took out an envelope with blood handprints and a blank letter paper.

After picking up the pen and writing a few words on it, the mayor stuffed the letter into the envelope and threw it into the hands of Charlie who was standing in front of the table.

"Find someone bold, careful and trustworthy to send this letter to Xue Hand."

Looking at the envelope in his hand, Charlie was slightly startled.

"Are you planning to..."

The mayor said expressionlessly.

"This winter will be very cold. If nothing else happens, people with bloody hands will come again next month."

When he thought of those greedy villains, he felt itching with hatred, but there was no way, his guards together were no match for those people.

Charlie was a little hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, he reminded cautiously.

"I'm afraid this isn't a good idea. Besides, I don't think the Bloody Hands didn't notice them, and we need to remind them—"

"There is no doubt that this is the best idea, or can you come up with a better way?" The mayor waved his hand impatiently, and then said, "We don't have that much surplus in the granary for them. Food can only be given to others. You should know what happened to those who were kidnapped by the looters, right? Think about those broken families. I am doing this for the good of the people in the town."

By this time, he felt sorry for the people in the town.

Picking up the tea cup again, looking at the silent old Charlie, the mayor took a sip of the warm tea and spoke slowly.

"The weather is getting worse."

"Fingers crossed, hopefully our neighbors can feed those jackals."

Charlie lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Follow your orders."

The mayor nodded with satisfaction.

"Go down... By the way, when you go back, ask those unscrupulous people to collect more firewood and dry it in the sun as much as possible. The undried firewood will crackle when burning, and it will make a noise."

Charlie lowered his head, took the envelope and exited the study.

"Yes, sir."