This Game Is Too Realistic

"...It was too late, but it was too late. I did this and that, and then a dagger was thrown out, hitting the front of the iron can, catching it off guard! Then I seized the opportunity, pulled out the fuse, and Six grenades exploded simultaneously, engulfing him and me in the explosion of fire!"

on the forum.

The battlefield atmosphere team was vividly describing his heroic performance in the battle and not taking his death seriously at all.

It is different from edge paddling.

Brother Margin felt a little sad that he didn't bring his teammates back, while Warlord was indifferent to the death of his good brother [I'm the Blackest] and was only interested in studying various ways to die.

The last time he fought against the Bone Chewing Tribe, he had made a self-destruct fuse on his clothes that would trigger all the grenades, but the group of marauders were too waterlogged and he had no chance to use it.

This time he finally found a chance to use it, which actually made him dance with excitement.

It's just that the battlefield atmosphere team's language expression skills are average. After telling this story for a long time, not to mention the players, even the cloud players were confused.

Debt-eyed: "What kind and what kind?"

What can I do if I am proud of you? "Smile, I will just watch your performance quietly."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "I have a question. How do you blow up the armor with a grenade even if 37 armor-piercing bullets didn't penetrate it?"

Elf King Fugui: "Yes, I was just about to ask, what the hell is an iron can? Powered armor? Or a riveted plate armor like Butch's?"

Ye Shi: "What's the name of the new monster? I'm actually more concerned about this."

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Gan! Doesn't anyone care about me? It's so heartless!"

Irena: "Okay, okay, I can't get online for three days, thank you for your hard work. (Funny)"

Commander Quanshui: "Okay, stop bragging, I saw them all! Your grenade just scratched someone's skin, not even the hair was hurt. (Squint)"

Makabazi: "Hahahaha, it's true!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What the fuck, spring water?! You came down too? (Surprised)"

Commander Quan Shui: "Isn't it normal for me to come down? The intensity of the fourth wave of offensives obviously exceeded the standard. It was obviously a plot kill."

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, I thought you lyb would definitely make it back alive."

Commander of the Fountain: "Get lost. (Rolls eyes)"

All 125 players were killed.

Since the closed beta of "Wasteland OL" began, there has never been such a brutal battle.

In particular, many people have just obtained the qualification to play the game. They have just experienced how real the so-called "100% real virtual reality game" is for half a day, and they are made real by the game.

Catching Ghosts from Graves: “The reality is indeed real enough, but it’s also so damn difficult.”

Ashes Bibimbap: "+1, during the fourth wave of offensive, at least 20 crawlers broke into the building we arrived at from Class C... What the hell?"

Bai Yin's father: "It's not even worse for us in Class A. Here comes a strong man with a blood lock! Damn it, if I hadn't saved my dear son, I wouldn't have given it in vain."

Silver Hand: "Go away, the truth of your own dish has nothing to do with me!"

Silver Sword: "That's right! It sounds like you won't give it in vain without us."

Silver’s father: “% # \u0026 @!”

I was the worst: "Okay, stop arguing. Which one of you is worse than me? I just went online less than 6 hours ago, and I was offline again before dawn, and I was ridiculed by that piece of shit from War Ground! t.t"

The edge of the water: "Hahahahaha, let me tell you, you are really miserable. (laughing and crying)"

Such a large-scale battle is a topic in itself. Almost everyone has posted on the forum, some crying and some scolding.

But more importantly, we will discuss several new alien species that have never been seen before in the battle.

Especially that tin can.

The two directors of the No. 81 Steel Plant have been muttering, how can the 37 armor-piercing bullet ricochet? The penetration depth of 100 meters is almost 100!

Ya'er, I want to go to the toilet and asked: "That's outrageous!"

Who has Ward's athlete's foot? Levin: "It would be great if I could get some armor fragments to study!"

There are really mosquitoes in wc: "The food is done. The cooking will start in a while. I will show you my latest research results. (Baring teeth)"

Ya'er, I want to go to the toilet and asked: "Haha."

Who has Ward's athlete's foot and Levine: "Blow it on you!"

In addition to the iron can, there are several other alien species that players have never seen before.

Although the official has not updated the exotic species illustrations in the database, nor has it given official names for several new monsters, this will naturally not be a problem for young players with great imagination.

What is the official name?

Who is a serious player who remembers the official names?

Does anyone remember the official names of skate shoes, vampires, and Obama?

Based on the information discussed on the forum, Elder Brother Fang quickly summarized the data cards for the new alien species in the version and summarized them in a strategy post.

Convenient for players to discuss and communicate.

[Butcher: Some people call him "Fat Man". He has extremely thick fat, high blood volume, no armor, strength close to 9, size: l. The threat coefficient is between that of a gnawer and a crawler. Its attack method is similar to that of a gnawer. It has a bad temper and its special ability is suspected of throwing its companions. You must be especially careful when it stands next to a detonator, as the detonator will turn into it. grenade! 】

[Plague Giant: Nicknamed "Roshan" and "Giant", he has countless flesh and blood stitches all over his body, he is five stories tall, his face is bigger than the balcony, his legs are as thick as bridge piers, but he moves slowly, and he has two mouths on his abdomen and head, one large and one small respectively. , can spawn gnawers in action, attributes:? , size: ex. The threat coefficient is unknown, it is suspected to be a siege unit, the weakness is unknown, fire attack is recommended, which can cause real damage! 】

[Decay Knight: The prototype is a powered armor. The rusty armor is covered with fungi. It has extremely high blood volume, defense, speed and strength. It is good at close combat. It is suspected to be level 60. It is extremely dangerous! Weapons depend on the situation, most of which are chainsaws of the same type as the T-10. Size xl, nicknamed "Big Sword". 】

[Queen: She looks like Medusa in ancient Greek mythology. Her whole body is covered with dark red fungi. Tentacles as thick as an index finger float on her head. Her shoulders are wide and her waist is long. Her lower body looks like a skirt. She has no leg structure. She is suspected of being It squirms through the tentacles under the skirt-shaped bacterial mass, leaving a dark red stain on the ground when it moves. Its attack method is unknown, its threat coefficient is unknown, size: l, nicknamed "Sister Braid", "Sister Aunt", it is suspected to have strong dominance over the surrounding alien species, maybe it is the "commanding tower" of the wave? 】

"...In addition to more forms of alien species, there are various signs that those slime mold alien species seem to have a certain degree of 'intelligence' under the wave."

"In terms of tactical choices, they did not swarm forward, but launched a multi-echelon, high-intensity offensive. They knew how to first consume ammunition through cannon fodder, and then use high-health units to cooperate with massive light units to push forward, and at the same time cooperate with high-mobility units to detour from the sides. .”

"Although this is not a particularly clever tactic, combined with their numerical advantage, it still cannot be underestimated!"

"The truly cruel battlefield will probably be the decisive battle later!"

"We need more powerful weapons and enough artillery shells!"

68th Street.

In the temporary command post located in the shop facing the street, Chu Guang, after finishing the combat meeting, was browsing the official website of "Wasteland OL" on his tablet.

It has to be said that these players are all talented, and their practical experience is hidden in those exchange and discussion posts.

Some people are responsible for adding, some are responsible for arguing, and some are responsible for summarizing!

He was worried about what to name those alien species he had never seen before.

No, it’s all ready-made.

"How embarrassing."

A smile appeared on Chu Guang's tired face. With a swipe of his index finger and two taps, Chu Guang copied and pasted the text in the post into the official website's database.

Seeing that Dog Planning has been updated, the forum is abuzz again.

The meaning expressed is nothing more than one.

They discussed the content for a long time, and then they were both planned to have sex for nothing!

The corners of Chu Guang's mouth turned upward.

At this moment, Xiao Qi's voice came to his ears.

"Master, it's already two o'clock in the morning, it's better for you to go to bed early."

There was a hint of concern in that voice.

Chu Guang put the tablet aside and rubbed his dry eyes.

"knew."

The waves have a certain degree of intelligence and can use tactics flexibly, so they will definitely not wait until all the large forces are huddled together before launching an offensive towards their own position.

Especially the round of air raids last night should make them afraid. Intelligence is both their evolutionary advantage and their weakness.

If his judgment is correct.

There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.

…

Six o'clock in the morning.

Just as Chu Guang expected, about two thousand gnawers passed through the large ruins first and arrived at No. 68 Street.

They seemed to intend to prevent the engineers on the front line from continuing to build the defense line, but unfortunately they lost their last chance just last night.

Streets were leveled to create clearings, and large chunks of concrete debris were moved to side roads to limit the width of the battlefield.

The menacing army of gnawers happened to hit the defense line that the players had built all night long.

Especially when they came at the perfect time, just in time for the peak period when players were handing over to the day and night shifts. Players who had not yet offline did not go offline either. They threw away their shovels and pickaxes, picked up their rifles and returned to the bunker.

In addition to the 600 players online, there are also nearly 200 guards.

The two thousand or so gnawers seemed to be attacking fiercely, but in the face of the sudden rain of steel and fire, they quickly turned into corpses on the ground.

Beside the window.

Makabazi, who was squatting at the window, glanced outside and exclaimed.

"Gan! Why are all the gnawers here? Where's the big guy who was discussed on the forum for a long time last night... Damn it, what are you talking about?"

Seeing the two-meter-long gun barrel and bracket that Mosquito and the two newbies had moved into the room, Makabazi was stunned for a moment.

"Recoilless rifle!" Mosquito chuckled, "Copycat version of Carl Gustav! It fires 88x250 shells. Currently, I have designed two types: armor-piercing and high-explosive. The maximum penetration depth is 350 homogeneous steel! It is very powerful!"

Makabazi counted on his fingers and was suddenly shocked.

"What the hell?! Can you penetrate the Tiger?!"

Mosquito rolled his eyes.

"Nonsense, the Tiger is an antique from World War II. It's not from the same dynasty, so why not compare it?"

Before composite armor came out, armor-piercing projectiles that used the "Monroe effect" to damage targets looked like bullying tanks.

Not to mention the tiger pose, you have to kneel even when Lord Rat comes.

It doesn’t even have to be modern.

By the end of World War II, many tanks simply "ran away" because they could not withstand armor-piercing shells, so that the theory that armor was useless was once rampant, and lighters with thin skin and thick fillings were everywhere.

Anyway, it's a matter of one shot whether you wear clothes or not, so it's better not to wear clothes, at least you can run faster.

The principle of the armor-piercing projectile itself is not difficult. Through the energy-gathering principle of the conical charge, the high-temperature and high-pressure metal jet is focused into a line, so that the internal pressure is concentrated at one point and penetrates the enemy armor.

Because the centrifugal effect weakens the power of the metal jet, the projectile is usually stabilized by the tail fin and fired from an unrifled barrel.

The advantage of this kind of armor-piercing projectile is that the armor-piercing ability of the projectile will not decrease due to distance. Whether it is at a distance of 100 meters or a distance of 1000 meters, the penetration depth is basically the same. Unlike the 37 "Heavy Rifle", the penetration depth of 100 meters can barely break 100, but the penetration depth of 1,000 meters will be scraped directly.

As for fuzes, we can learn from the experience of previous generations. Mosquito directly skipped the mechanical fuzes of the World War II era and switched to piezoelectric fuzes. That is, a piece of recycled piezoelectric ceramic is installed on the warhead, and the pulse current generated by the piezoelectric reaction is used to detonate the detonator, thereby stimulating the metal jet.

Compared with Factory No. 81, which focuses all its skill points on gun barrel and material technology, Goblin Technology focuses all its skill points on rocket and explosive technology.

Including propellants and charges, the mosquito has almost evolved to an expert level.

Although many of the recipes were stolen from the Internet, Mosquito can be considered a wizard in a sense by being able to make these things in the wasteland.

Makabazi swallowed and prayed silently in his heart.

I hope he will sell furniture honestly in reality and not do anything outrageous.

At the same time, the roof of the building not far away.

Vanus, holding a telescope in his hand, was looking at the bell tower several kilometers away, and the bridge pier under the bell tower, with almost only an outline visible.

"The spore cloud is spreading to both sides..."

"Those aliens seem to be planning to take a detour."

Chu Guang, who was fully armed, narrowed his eyes.

"Have you tasted the sweetness?"

"Perhaps," Vanus pondered for a while, then continued, "the previous battle may have made them realize that we have enough firepower, and the chance of winning in a frontal attack on our position is very small!"

Chu Guang has already considered the roundabout situation.

The hunter teams composed of awakened ones are scattered on both sides of the position, searching for crawlers and tyrants in the area.

There are actually very few routes of action available in the wasteland. It turns out that those fruiting bodies are not as pervasive as the spores they release.

Where survivors find it tricky when facing obstacles, they also find it tricky.

Except for crawlers, it is difficult for alien species such as gnawers and butchers to climb over obstacles such as cliffs and ruins. They can only use human ladders to force their way up by stepping on the back.

This also caused their large force to be restricted to the main road of the Changling Elevated Wreckage.

Chu Guang: "The skirmishers spreading along the branch road can be handed over to the awakened ones. I sent at least two hundred people to help them prune the branches and leaves."

Vanus glanced at this guy in surprise.

He is now more and more certain that the people living in Vault 404 are all officers from the People's League era, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why they have so much martial virtue.

This situation is not uncommon.

There are ordinary people in the shelter, as well as elites from all walks of life.

Even in the early years, the legion had some connections with them, and even some of the equipment was inherited from that prosperous era.

However, that was all two hundred years ago.

…

The gray-green clouds slowly moved forward and had already touched the edge of the defense line.

Chu Guang ordered his players to set up a fire in the ruins and use fire and smoke to disperse the spores that exuded the putrid smell.

Although there is no evidence to prove that doing so can weaken the combat effectiveness of the alien species, it can at least provide higher visibility for frontline soldiers.

In the gray fog, a rusty power armor appeared.

The rotten heavy armor was covered with dark red fungi. It held a huge chain saw in its hand and moved forward with heavy steps.

The fierce murderous aura and oppressive feeling rushed towards their faces, and the guards squatting behind the bunker swallowed involuntarily.

Biological instinct tells them.

The monster in front of me is very strong!

Only when the faces of the players show an expression of eagerness to try, the difficult boss has the meaning of challenge, and the constant bullying of the gnawers has the meaning of wool.

Mosquito asked Macabazi to give up his position, and excitedly directed his newly recruited younger brother [Death-killer] to place the recoilless rifle by the window.

"Quick, quick, quick! Load the heat bomb!" Gu

Makabazi was stunned.

"What, what is heat?"

Before Mosquito opened his mouth, Zhuihun beside him said impatiently, "An armor-piercing bullet! It's the one with a pipe in the front!"

Unboxing the wooden box.

The two men carried the cannonball one behind the other and fed it into the barrel from behind.

Makabazi subconsciously ducked a few meters away and squatted in front of the other window, not daring to get close and only daring to watch from a distance.

He is not afraid of death.

But being killed by one of your own would be such a loss!

Mosquito ignored him and excitedly turned the handle on the rear winch, closed the activator at the rear of the barrel, and pulled out the safety bolt.

The barrel was aimed at the powered armor.

The commander grabbed the gun barrel with his life in hand. Mosquito standing aside picked up the telescope to measure the distance and shouted in a low voice.

"200 yard mark!"

"fire!"

Thick smoke and fire foam erupted from the rear of the barrel, and the 88-caliber shell burst out of the barrel. Stabilized by the six tail fins, it shot straight towards the powered armor.

The shell was about to hit the target, but just as Mosquito clenched his fists excitedly, the "Decadent Knight" raised his right hand holding the chain saw.

In the flash of lightning, it’s so fast that people can’t see clearly!

Everyone saw a black shadow flash past, and the menacing rocket was split in half by a chain saw.

Macabazi: "What the hell?!"

Death: "Are you kidding?!"

Chaihun: "What the hell?!"

Seeing his proud creation being split in half, Mosquito's eyes widened and he wished his eyeballs would fall out of his sockets.

What the hell kind of move is this?

Cutting rockets with a knife? !

Since the armor-piercing bullet relies on metal jets to kill, the flying speed of the projectile is not high. The armor-piercing bullet that is split in half is equivalent to a misfire and has no effect at all.

The scarlet eyes locked on him, and Mosquito felt a chill all over his body.

Although there was a distance of two to three hundred meters, this distance made him feel no sense of security at all.

"Reload! Hurry, reload quickly!"

The two boys in the room were in a hurry, and another cannonball was stuffed into the barrel.

Loading, aiming and firing are all done in one go.

The shell was like a javelin fired at the powered armor, but the result was the same as before, being easily split in half by the chain saw.

There were shouts from downstairs.

"Damn it, mosquito, can you do that?"

"Why did both rounds fail?"

Mosquito said angrily.

"Go away, is this a fucking dud?"

Gray-green smoke floated out from under the heavy helmet, and there seemed to be a trace of ridicule written in the scarlet pupils.

In his opinion, the humans in front of him were helpless.

The heavy armor stepped forward, and in the ruins behind him, more alien species began to emerge from the thick gray-green fog.

The Decayed Knight raised the one-meter-long chain saw in his hand, swung it forward, and the armor

The voice seemed to be saying——

"Kill them all!"

As if hearing the horn of charge, the crawlers behind them let out excited roars, swinging their thick and powerful limbs and running forward.

The tall tyrant also took steps, and together with the gnawers beside him, he strode forward.

The machine guns deployed on nearby buildings fired first, scanning wildly at the surging waves.

The players and guards squatting behind the bunker clenched their weapons in unison, their whole bodies tense.

"coming!"

At this moment, a series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier suddenly came from the air.

The Decayed Knight standing in the wave was about to step forward, but his chest seemed to have been hit by a truck, and his whole body shook violently.

Black blood spurted out from behind, and large pieces of bacteria carpet fell from the armor. The iron can looked down at his arrogant breastplate, and the scarlet light leaking from the gap in the helmet shrank slightly.

A big hole was blasted out of the breastplate, which was equivalent to 400 grams of homogeneous steel!

So fast!

Where did the attack come from?

The cracks spread along the hole, revealing a large area of ​​dark red flesh. The Decay Knight quickly raised his head and looked forward, looking for the source of the attack.

However, before it could raise its head, there was another explosion that broke the sound barrier.

A long nail was driven directly into its head, blasting its head, helmet and shoulder armor into pieces!

The Decay Knight fell heavily to the ground.

The speed of the wave was obviously slowed down. Although the pace of the aliens did not stop, the formation was obviously confused.

There had always been some kind of power controlling them before, but now the halo that this power brought to them has collapsed with the fall of the powered armor!

Chu Guang, who was standing on the top of the building, calmly put away the Gauss rifle in his hand.

Two original "spike" fin-stabilized bullets, with a muzzle velocity of Mach 5 and a kinetic energy of 140,000 joules, are specially designed for anti-armor.

Not to mention the old powered armor, even the new armor that just came out of the factory can't block a shot from it.

To be on the safe side, Chu Guang did not save precious original ammunition. He shot him once in the chest and then in the head the second time to ensure that the slime mold fruiting bodies in the armor were destroyed to the maximum extent.

Originally there was one shot reserved for the lower body, but it seems that it is no longer needed.

In the distance, a shrill roar came from the thick gray-green fog, which seemed to be venting anger.

Chu Guang looked up, but unfortunately it was difficult to judge its specific location and distance due to the many tall buildings.

Is that the "Queen" that players call her?

According to his observations and speculations, the Brood cannot command every mutant in real time, otherwise why would they come from the city center? If you directly summon the gnawers in every building, it will be a terrifying number.

And it’s hard to guard against!

In short, the ontology of the wave is not slime mold fruiting entities such as gnawers and crawlers, but the "routers" that can drive slime mold fruiting entities and provide them with information services.

The rotten knight he killed earlier was one of the "routers", and his "status" in slime mold society was probably similar to that of a captain.

And that "Queen" might be the Commander!

Chu Guang ignored the sound for the time being and looked down at the battlefield downstairs.

He stretched out his index finger and tapped the helmet.

"The artillery team, starting from 500 meters in front of the position, will advance barrages to suppress the streets."

"Anti-aircraft gun, lower the barrel for me and fire!"

Excited shouts came from the communication channel.

"receive!"

The mortar position opened fire first, with a whooshing sound across the battlefield and a burst of fire on the front position.

The explosion of fire and shrapnel cut off a vacuum zone in the middle of the wave, and this wave of offensive was cut into two sections!

At the same time, the two quadruple anti-aircraft guns on the roof began to fire at the entire position.

20 high-explosive bombs poured out in an instant, washing from the front line of the battlefield to the rear, and the exploding debris even flew into the bunkers of the frontline players.

There were only a few crippled crawlers and tyrants left on the ruins, as well as the gnawers still struggling on the ground.

The players squatting on the front line looked at them with green light flashing in their pupils, as if they were seeing experience packs with residual health.

"Avenge Brother Quanshui!"

I don't know who shouted first, and soon one after another sounded.

"Kill!"

"Ula!"

"Ouch!"

The charge whistle blew.

More than 500 players rushed out of the bunker, bayonets pointed, wielding engineer shovels, hatchets and maces, and stepped on the gravel road that was baked hot by gunpowder to kill.

They used the most primitive and direct method to pierce and chop the aliens on the battlefield into pulp.

Black blood and bacteria formed a sticky swamp, and the legion prisoners such as Vanus, Vaders, and Kevin who stood on the rooftop watching the battle were dumbfounded.

Kevin looked at Vaders and whispered softly.

"...Are they really blue coats?"

Vaders' Adam's apple moved.

"may be."

On the other side were the young officers of the guard. They were also watching with excitement and enthusiasm. They wished they could stand together and fight side by side with the residents of the shelter.

It’s not just morale that’s contagious.

And the will and determination to fight.

Chu Guang reached out and tapped the helmet gently, calling softly.

"Xiao Qi."

That energetic voice came from my ears.

"Here you are, Master."

Chu Guang: "Did you take the photo?"

Xiaoqi: "The editing has been completed! Do you need to upload it now?"

Huh?

Are you so sensible?

A satisfied smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

"Pass it on."

Recording players’ highlight moments in the game is also one of the important tasks of planning BaBa.

What's more, the captured video can also be used as a promotional PV.

If two happy things are added together, wouldn’t they be double happiness?

After the battle, Chu Guang asked Wanwan to count the casualties and ammunition consumption.

Due to the saturated firepower coverage before the battle, most of the players who rushed forward were just doing last-minute hits. Therefore, except for three minor injuries with sprained legs, there were no serious injuries.

More than 11,000 bullets were consumed, including 66 88mm mortar shells and 270 20mm high-explosive shells. Although the high cost hurts, the money has to be spent.

Steel and gunpowder almost washed away the entire street, and the killed aliens piled up into a hill on the position.

Chu Guang suddenly remembered the report Heya had read to him before.

According to her research, in addition to organic matter, the fruiting bodies of these slime molds also contain high levels of elements such as sulfur, nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but think.

"It would be great if these corpses could be put to use."

Not just as an active substance.

Even if it's just turning them into fertilizer.

If they are left to rot here, they might be recycled by the slime mold again.

Unfortunately, the mutant slime mold has a certain toxicity. Burying its fruiting bodies directly in the soil will not enhance the fertility of the soil. Instead, it will cause necrosis of the rhizomes of crops in the ground and cause diseases.

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly thought that Boulder City and Honghe Town seemed to have special skills in making nutritional paste, and even the gnawers squeezed out the nutritional paste.

If foreign species could be made into a nutritional paste, wouldn't it be possible to inactivate slime mold while retaining its nutritional content?

In this way, if the synthetic nutrient paste is poured into the soil, will it produce an effect similar to that of organic fertilizer...

But then the problem comes again.

Nutritional paste is a food in itself...

Realizing the blind spot of this operation, Chu Guang fell into deep thought.

That being the case, why not just incorporate nutritional paste into the recipe?

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about how to get some loot other than resurrection coins from these slime mold mutants, in the thick fog several kilometers away, gnawers were dragging corpses one after another. They were carried into an abandoned building and fed to the growing hatchery.

The flesh-red carpet had a hint of dark red and spread to the outside of the incubation room, filling the entire corridor.

Standing by the window of the corridor, a tall figure stood, his scarlet pupils staring at the tall buildings to the north, while the tentacles floating behind him trembled slightly.

It's angry.

The cilia on the germ carpet squirmed, as if spreading angry ripples, and the alien species gathered around it let out restless growls.

Killing intent rose in the thick fog.

There was obvious and strong anger in the hoarse voice that kept repeating.

"...purification..."

…

(Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Fanshang" for the reward!!! There were a lot of words in yesterday's update. I was in a hurry when I uploaded it, so I didn't have time to write the end of the chapter. I'm sorry... By the way, I made one last night It was a nightmare. I was working on a manuscript in my dream, but when I uploaded it, I accidentally uploaded the outline and woke up on the spot. But the most uncomfortable thing was not that I was typing in the dream, but that I couldn’t remember what I wrote in the dream. t.t… …)