This Game Is Too Realistic

When Yin Fang said the word apology, the atmosphere in the office was a little delicate.

Chu Guang thought carefully for a while, but he couldn't think of anything this guy could do to apologize to him.

After a moment of silence, Chu Guang looked at him and asked.

"Did you forget your password?"

"That's not true," Yin Fang, who seemed to have not expected Chu Guang to ask such a question, coughed dryly and said, "My memory is still good."

"Did you dismantle Xiaoqi?"

"?"

It seems not.

Chu Guang sighed: "So what exactly is going on?"

Yin Fang looked embarrassed and hesitated for a while before finally speaking, "It's about what I said on the way that I wanted to hand over Dr. Principle's relics to the college. I have to apologize to you. I didn't think carefully about it. "

That's it.

While Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

This guy had a serious expression on his face, which made him think that something serious had happened, but he didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I would have almost forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

Chu Guang is not such a petty man. This insignificant thing is not enough for him to hold a grudge.

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't take it to heart, Yin Fang breathed a sigh of relief, but continued seriously.

"Anyway, I did not consider this matter carefully. I thought about it carefully later. If I handed the relic to the academy, after they watch the complete video, they will definitely come here to trace the whereabouts of the suitcase."

"Congratulations, you have thought of something that everyone can think of," Chu Guang looked at him and continued, "Furthermore, even if you hand this videotape to the academy, there is no way to make up for it. At most, you can add another one to them. Reason to kill you."

Yin Fang was stunned for a moment.

"Why"

"You said that this is inconsistent with what you learned about the history of the academy. Dr. Principle, one of the three founders, has never been to the River Valley Province, let alone Qingquan City in the southernmost part of the River Valley Province. Have you considered the reason why the academy concealed this clue?"

Yin Fang fell into thinking.

It can be seen that although this child is a bit naive, he is not really stupid.

After taking a sip of the warm water in the cup, Chu Guang paused for a moment before continuing.

"A reasonable guess is that there are two scenarios. In the first scenario, Dr. Principle had an accident on his way to the Great Rift Valley or in the Great Rift Valley, but this is not realistic because you said that Dr. Principle is a member of the academy. made outstanding contributions to its establishment.”

Yin Fang nodded seriously.

"Yes, the head of the three branches is named after him, including our laser rifle. Without him, the academy would not have been born."

Chu Guang: "Then there is another possibility left. After your Dr. Principle established the academy, he thought that the worst B might happen, so he hid the existence of the holographic video tape."

Yin Fang retorted: "This doesn't make sense. Since the worst case scenario he imagined has happened, shouldn't he guide his descendants to find hope?"

Chu Guang: "Maybe he thinks he can't count on you."

Yin Fang was stunned for a moment.

"What's the meaning."

Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

"It's nothing. You said it yourself. The college has a history of two hundred years, and a lot of things must have happened. Perhaps it is no longer the college it was back then."

When he heard this sentence, Yin Fang almost instinctively came to the conclusion that this was an unfounded conjecture, but he could not think of a rational reason to refute it.

In fact, the influence of the academy has indeed weakened too much over the past two centuries. From originally spreading throughout the wasteland, it has now shrunk to the depths of the Wandering Swamp. Even hunting down traitors requires posting bounties to those who offer bounties.

Looking at Yin Fang who was silent, Chu Guang comforted him and said.

"Actually, you don't have to feel too frustrated. Whether it's out of distrust or just not wanting to put all your eggs in the same basket, this holographic image is finally in our hands. If you are confused about Dr. Principle's decision , isn’t what we should be doing now to find out what happened two centuries ago?”

Hearing Chu Guang's last words, Yin Fang suddenly had a hint of enlightenment in his confused eyes, as if he had figured something out.

"Thanks, I think I figured it out."

Chu Guang didn't expect this guy to be so easy to fool. He just comforted him casually, and he looked shocked.

However, it saves me a lot of trouble.

"It's good that you understand, then you are now"

"As you said, there must be some hidden reason why Dr. Principle left the holographic image there instead of letting the college recycle it. Maybe that image was left for us," Yin Fang's eyes gradually became firm, and he looked at Chu Guang and said seriously, "I have decided, I must find out what happened two hundred years ago!"

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, looked at him and nodded.

"It's not a bad idea, but I'm unlikely to let you go, at least not in the short term."

Yin Fang shook his head and said: "I will not leave, on the contrary, I will stay. This is not an exchange, but a request. I need your help."

Chu Guang: "What do you need me to help you with?"

"I want to form a scientific expedition team!"

Yin Fang looked at him firmly and continued, "When I worked for the college before, I have been engaged in data recovery work on the front line. I am very familiar with the entire work process of research data recovery. I am very familiar with the data analysis work on the second line. We can do it too! As long as you are willing to lend me some manpower, I can completely imitate the model of the academy and rebuild a research data recycling system in your shelter!"

"I understand what you mean, it's equivalent to an independent branch of the academy, right?"

Standing up from the computer chair with a look of joy on his face, Chu Guang walked up to Yin Fang, patted him on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

"I'm glad you have such an ideal. Just go ahead and do it! Someone has to correct mistakes when they happen. Vault 404 will be your strong backing. We have enough manpower. We can go wherever the academy cannot. , we can do anything they can’t do.”

"I will give you a sufficient budget. We will start from Qingquan City and dig out all the treasures here before going to the next city. You will become the fourth founder of the academy!"

I was surprised and moved by Chu Guang's enthusiasm.

Although his goal is not to dig out any treasures, but to find the truth, the two things do not seem to conflict.

Glancing at Chu Guang gratefully, Yin Fang responded to the trust and support with firm eyes.

"Thank you, thank you for supporting me."

"You're welcome!"

Chu Guang had a bright smile on his face.

Yin Fang got the truth he wanted. The "scientific research capability" of Shelter 404 was finally no longer 0, and players unlocked more tasks or richer gameplay.

This wave.

It’s a triple win!

Is there anything more pleasurable than this?

Probably no more.

The edge of the Fifth Ring Road in Qingquan City.

Near the Huayuan Street subway entrance, two gunshots came from the subway entrance, breaking the tranquility on the street. I saw an agile player running out of the subway entrance, followed closely by dozens or even hundreds of gnawers swarming out.

They don't move very quickly, nor are they agile, but they are durable enough and can even catch up for a whole day. Once they reach a large scale, individuals with abnormal speed and physical abilities will begin to appear in the group, which will cause trouble even for veterans who have been walking in the wasteland all year round.

However, this is just a general rule.

What they are facing now is not a group of poor wastelanders, but a group of organized, cooperative, logistical and tireless players.

The agility player began to accelerate and crossed the line drawn on the snow. The player ambushing beside the street lit the fuse.

Almost as soon as the gnawers rushed out of the subway station entrance about ten meters away, the gunpowder barrels lying in plain sight on the street exploded instantly.

boom!

Thick smoke instantly engulfed half of the street, and the flames of the explosion sent shrapnel flying all over the street. The gnawers in front fell like pieces of wheat.

"Damn! You almost killed me!" The exhausted Xiao Mengxin gasped and glared at the mosquito.

In order to attract more monsters, he

"Aren't I afraid that you will be caught up?" Mosquito chuckled, then raised his voice and shouted towards the front, "Brothers, it's time to go up and hit the target, hurry up!"

"Kill!"

"Ouch!"

"Kill them!"

The players who had been waiting for a long time copied the guy one after another after hearing the order.

Some were holding spears, some were holding axes, and some were imitating the manager and making a hammer. All kinds of cold weapons came to greet them.

The stronger the gnawers tend to run faster, and the ones running at the front have already been blown up to the sky. The rest are just miscellaneous soldiers, there is no need to waste bullets, and they are executed directly in close combat. .

Ye Shi, who was standing aside and watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm afraid it will cost you a lot of money to fight."

Mosquito said with a smile.

"Actually, it doesn't cost much. I made the bomb myself, so it costs nothing."

Ye Shi didn't believe his lies, rolled his eyes and said, "Where's the gunpowder? And hiring extras, these have to cost money, right?"

Due to the gradual increase in mission benefits, the gradual increase in difficulty, and the particularity of the gameplay, Wasteland OL players have formed a third set of spoils-sharing rules in addition to the original equal division and G-group rules.

That is, the employment system.

The average hourly median income of a new player is 1 silver coin per contribution. As long as you pay 2 silver coins in income, you can have a mercenary who is not afraid of death.

They don't need good equipment, and they can't afford to use it. On the contrary, when dealing with gnawers or devil moths, which are weak individual creatures, guns are not as useful as crowbars.

After all, the former costs one silver coin per bullet, while the latter has them everywhere in the wasteland.

Ye Shi estimated that the price they offered these newcomers should be around 3 or 4 copper coins per gnawer.

After all, if it's too low, it might as well be cost-effective to cut down the tree.

"You don't need very good gunpowder to deal with these gnashers. Ordinary black powder is enough. As for group performances, well, this will cost a little bit, but not much." Mosquito's expression was a little subtle and he quickly changed the subject. " By the way, won’t you place your order today?”

A proud smile appeared on Ye Shi's face.

"We just passed the B3 floor, so we decided to relax and split up for a day."

Lao Bai and Feng Feng took Qing Shang to Yumu District for leveling, while Fang Chang wandered off somewhere. He didn't know what he was doing by himself, and the Perception Department wasn't suitable for solo training, so he wandered here to join in the fun.

"Rich people," Mosquito smacked his lips and said with envy, "if you reach the last level, your total income may be tens of thousands."

The Greenhouse Ruins is currently recognized as the fattest map, especially after the devil's silk weaving problem is solved, the income from the first floor can be in the thousands at least. Fang Chang is so unkind. He has stopped disclosing his income since the B2 level. This is really the behavior of his younger brother.

Why should earnings be kept secret?

Post it generously for everyone to see!

How would you know if there is something shady without taking a look? What if there is some ulterior PY transaction behind this?

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay," Ye Shi was about to show off, but suddenly remembered that Fang Chang and the others had just told him to keep his mouth shut in the morning, so he coughed dryly and changed his words again, "Actually, it's not you either. It’s such an exaggeration to think about it. If you take into account the equipment loss, supply consumption, and other miscellaneous things, you won’t make much money. Moreover, this crappy map gets harder and harder to beat as you go down, and the profit has to be divided among four people. Hey, it’s so poor.”

This time it was Mosquito's turn to roll his eyes.

"Can you tell the truth, how much do you really earn?"

"Not much really."

"Gan!"

The battle not far away has ended.

After a wave of monsters were cleared, players began to clean up the battlefield and count their results.

Brother Mole, who had previously fought side by side with the newcomers, checked and distributed the rewards they deserved based on their statistical results.

The battlefield was bustling with excitement, and everyone was laughing and laughing. It was completely impossible to tell that a cruel battle had just occurred.

"This mission is too simple. I killed eleven of them by myself."

"Niubi! I have eight, haha! Those whose heads were split open with axes are mine!"

"I got 5 silver coins! Woohoo, now you can watch the little fish count the money!"

"Brother Mole, remember to call me next time you have such a good job!"

"Definitely! Thank you everyone for supporting me."

The money-distributing mole smiled on his face, but his heart was bleeding.

He just counted 136 Eaters on the ground, excluding the 20 that were killed on the spot by the gunpowder barrels, and the 15 that he killed. The newbies solved 101. According to the price of 5 copper coins, he had to pay them 50.5 silver.

Gan!

This is almost as fast as a Tekken bazooka!

Mole really felt that he and Brother Mosquito were like foremans working for the manager, and they were the "0 advance payment" and "advanced work" kind of people. If he couldn't complete this task within two days, he was afraid that he would be forced to go bankrupt.

"Planner dad, please beg me, please open a new version as soon as possible!"

Looking at the happy newbies who had received their rewards, Mole looked slightly sad.

If we don't open a new version, when these little leeks rise in level, labor costs will become even more expensive!

At this moment, the little agile player who had pulled the monster before finally finished counting the corpses on the ground and ran to the side of the mosquito.

"I just brought 136 gnawers up, you have to give me 13 silver and 6 copper."

Mosquito's face had the same sadness as Brother Mole, but he still managed to squeeze out a kind smile on his face.

"No problem. Can you put a zero on it? I just don't have any copper coins here."

"You want to give me 20?"

Ye Shi couldn't hold back his laughter. Mosquito's brows twitched fiercely. He took out a few coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the cute new man's hand.

The little Mengxin took the coins and counted them with a surprised look on his face.

"13 silver and 6 copper are just right? Don't you have no copper coins?"

Mosquito: "Suddenly there is one again."

Mengxin: ""

Ye Shi smiled and patted the cute new guy on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young man, not bad, what's your ID? Let's form a team together next time."

Unexpectedly, the cute man didn't appreciate it. He glanced at him and said, "Who are you calling young man? I'm already thirty, how old are you."

Ye Shiyi looked embarrassed and took his hand back.

"Pfft hahaha!"

Seeing this guy deflated, Mosquito laughed like a pig, patted Ye Shi on the shoulder with a playful smile, and raised his eyebrows at the cute new guy.

"He's a little brother. I remember he just went to college."

Ye Shi blushed and argued, "Get out! I'm already a sophomore!"

Na Mengxin smacked her tongue: "That's not a little brother."

Mosquito chuckled and said, "Brother, what you say is so interesting. What is your ID?"

"Zhang Hai."

"Uh, no, I asked you the name of the game. Why did you give your real name?"

"My name is Zhang Hai. I won't change my name when I'm walking, I won't change my surname when I sit down, it's the same name for playing games." Zhang Hai said with a glare.

Ye Shi: "Then what happens if I get pre-registered?"

Zhang Hai snorted and said: "It's okay, I still have Zhang Hai 001, Zhang Hai 111, and Zhang Hai 000."

Ye Shi: "Pfft."

Mosquito, who had a low sense of humor, felt his stomach hurt from laughing. He coughed and said, "Brother, why don't you choose a strength or a constitution system for your style? Why don't you choose agility?"

Zhang Hai's eyebrows danced: "You don't understand this. In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be defeated is fast. Fast means strong, and I am fast!"

Mosquito: "Hahahahaha."

"Wait a minute," Ye Shi suddenly frowned and looked around alertly, "I always feel like something is staring at us."

"It's okay, it's okay, no shame," Mosquito smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "We'll call it a day, why don't we go get something to eat?"

Zhang Hai's eyes lit up and he said, "Go and eat at my stall. I'll make ramen for you. It's authentic."

""

Illusion?

The feeling of being watched gradually faded away, and Ye Shi looked away from the street in the distance suspiciously.

At the same time, on a tall building hundreds of meters away.

A mercenary holding a sniper rifle looked like he had seen a ghost, his back pressed against the wall.

Just now he just wanted to use the scope to observe what was going on on that street. However, before he could see clearly how many people were on the opposite side, one of them suddenly looked around alertly, and then looked in his direction. Come over.

Is it a coincidence?

But this is too coincidental!

At this time, the captain's voice came from the communication channel.

"Carl, what did you see?"

"A lot of people."

"How many?"

"I didn't see clearly. Give me some time."

After swallowing, the mercenary named Karl continued speaking nervously.

"Those people might have awakened people."

My body couldn't bear it. I continued to update more than 8K for two months and only slept six hours a day. It felt like my body was already alarming. The doctor advised me to have a good rest and not damage my liver at such a young age, and then recommended me liver-protecting tablets. Since there was no advertising fee, I will not advertise.

I'm really sorry, brothers, there may only be one update in the past few days, but I will try to keep the word count at 56K. Compared to my previous two updates of 2K, it should be considered a normal update? The two updates will be resumed on the 24th, and I will continue to challenge Riwan to let me slow down. At the same time, I will take this time to take a breather, sort out the plot, and make the pace faster.