This Game Is Too Realistic

Official website forum.

Members of the Niu Ma team who were offline early chatted in the gossip section.

The reason was that Brother Ye Shi announced on the official website that the difficulty of the map was too outrageous. He opened a post in the gossip section to describe how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Just when Ye Shizheng was talking about how thousands of drones surrounded them in the building and how he fought and retreated to cover the evacuation of his teammates, Guangfeng's ID suddenly appeared in the post.

Kuangfeng: "I was just wondering if it would be too boring for you to come down alone, but I didn't expect you to be mentioned on the official website. (Squints)"

The Tyrannosaurus Warrior has turned black: "Hahaha! I knew it was fake!"

Yes, the little rebel: "I expected it! None of these Europeans can be trusted!"

Post

Although 90% of the people trolling the forum at this point have never played the game, it does not prevent them from making noises.

These damn European emperors!

Eat my spear!

Of course, Ye Shi ignored the ridicule from the cloud players. With a move of his index finger, he changed the display setting to "Only view comments from closed beta players."

This is a new feature developed by Guangge in previous versions. .

The world instantly became clean.

Ye Shi pretended that nothing happened and continued typing.

"What the hell?! Guangfeng? Why are you down too?"

Guang Feng: "After we recovered Luo Yu's VM, we prepared to return along the original route. However, when we left the building, we encountered a large number of evolved bodies..."

Guangfeng briefly described the situation.

Not long after they left the building, dozens of slime-parasitic bipedal robots set their sights on them.

Although the weapon systems of these robots have been paralyzed, the mutant slime mold has given them new weapons-tentacles.

Then there are "snails" who regard maglev cars as snail shells lying in the middle of the road, and "mud monsters" that are uglier than Zach crowd the entire alley.

In comparison, the gnawers and crawlers are simply weak!

Just like those "slime mold drones".

The combat modes of most slime mold fruiting bodies can be summarized as three stages: "rushing into the target", "melee combat", and "eating organ bite".

Some evolved bodies with maternal characteristics can assimilate "heretics" into their own units by injecting spores into their bodies.

A very small number of alien species rely on "corrosive liquids" or "self-explosion" to damage targets, but most of these alien species exist in the form of traps and have very weak mobility.

These fighting methods may sound primitive, but it is this primitive fighting method that causes great trouble to the team deep inside the third ring line.

The vitality of the slime mold mutant is ridiculously strong, and its HP is more than one zero more than the player's.

After integrating with the high-tech products of the Prosperity Era, those "evolved bodies" have gained powerful hard protection capabilities and a maneuvering method that is unparalleled in ordinary things.

And this also resulted in those evolved bodies being like Yuanli warriors, each with ridiculously strong combat power.

"...Anyway, luckily we didn't encounter a freak in power armor like the Decay Knight. We immediately rushed to the extraction point after recovering the mission props."

"However, an accident happened on the way back. As expected, the intelligence department's athletic ability is still a bit weak... Well, that's basically the situation."

Compared with Ye Shi's exaggerated narrative style, the physics professor's words are relatively reliable. However, regarding the specific cause of his death, Fangfeng only made an understatement and refused to go into detail.

Luo Yu: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, how miserable."

Ye Shi: "Then your robot hand..."

Kuangfeng: "I asked Fang Chang to cut off my arm."

Ye Shi: "Awesome!"

Although it is a basic operation, being able to say this with a calm face is very powerful in a sense...

At this moment, the ID of quitting smoking suddenly appeared.

"Good guys, you've already talked about hundreds of floors and it's okay!"

Ye Shi: "Damn! How come you, a physique type, are here too?"

Quit smoking: "Hey, don't mention it. I touched the body with my cheap hands, but it didn't cool down. It swooped over and I was gone!"

Kuangfeng: "..."

Quit smoking: "Ahem, don't worry... Lao Bai and Fang Chang should be fine. We were not far from the evacuation point at that time."

Kuang Feng: "Hey, my requirements are not high... as long as one person is alive."

Kuangfeng, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help but pray for his teammates this time.

Experience doesn't matter, but the equipment must not explode.

Being diligent and thrifty is a trait shared by every "Wasteland OL" player.

In fact, it's not that the players don't want to waste it, the key is that there is no such condition.

Mass-produced items like the LD-47 assault rifle are fine, and if they break, you can just buy one. However, some weapons with [rare] or even [special] prefixes, if they explode, you don’t know where to buy them!

According to Yonggu planning, considering the risks of the task and deciding whether to use valuable equipment is also a part of the game itself.

The post quickly went viral.

Seeing that the T0 combat power of the entire server was so badly abused by the aliens in the third ring line, the players in the post and the cloud players started a new debate.

Is the future of the version in "genetic enhancement" or "mechanical ascension"...

…

Just when the discussion in the post was getting heated, the two surviving members of the Cow Horse Team finally returned to Dawn City under the escort of Brother Bing and his teammates.

The harvest this time was quite amazing.

The Cow Horse Team not only brought back the VM of the missing pilot and tissue samples of the mutant slime mold in the Third Ring Road of Qingquan City, but also brought back a large number of illustrations and wreckage of evolved forms!

Especially the latter.

Not only can it enrich the setting collection of the official website of "Wasteland OL", allowing cloud players to eat more pie, but it also provides a large amount of research materials for the scientific expedition team.

The remains of those evolved bodies are like pieces of living fossils.

They use their bodies to record the forms and working methods of high-tech products in the prosperous era.

This will undoubtedly be of great help to the new alliance whose scientific research relies entirely on archeology!

Since Yin Fang was repairing fuel rods in Xizhou City and could not come back for the time being, Chu Guang temporarily sent these samples to the medical laboratory for Heya to study.

As for Yin Fang, Chu Guang asked him to help analyze the data of the pilot VM.

Regarding Luo Yu's crash, Chu Guang always felt a little strange.

Especially based on the pilot's own description on the forum, he was even more convinced of his guess.

The glider did not crash due to an accident.

But it was shot down by something...

Without waiting for a long time, Yin Fang quickly completed the analysis of the data.

He spoke in the communication channel.

"You guessed it right, your small plane was indeed shot down, and it was brought down by weapons such as EMP."

EMP? !

Just that glider made of wood?

The expression on Chu Guang's face was full of weirdness.

Be reasonable.

The structure of the airplane made by mosquitoes could not be simpler.

Except for the slightly technical content of the battery and a few instrument panels, the electronic level of the rest of the components is almost close to 0.

As we all know, in the absence of anti-electromagnetic pulse protection, the smaller the electronic device is, the stronger the killing effect of electromagnetic pulse.

For "Big Brother" phones and old-fashioned radios that are as thick as bricks, the effect of electromagnetic pulses is quite limited.

Not to mention the wooden airplane designed by Mosquito.

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

"I am sure, and very sure, that if I can even get the data written in the 'black box' wrong, my more than 20 years of life will be in vain."

After a pause, Yin Fang continued, "Although it sounds strange, judging from the data traces of VM, the time of encountering the electromagnetic pulse is almost consistent with the time of the strong impact."

"It is reasonable to speculate that the electromagnetic pulse caused the signal positioning component of the VM to malfunction. Due to the low visibility of the environment, the pilot lost judgment on the direction, and the crash eventually occurred."

"...That makes sense." A trace of solemnity appeared on Chu Guang's face.

If the cause of the crash was an EMP attack, there are only two possibilities left.

Either it was an evolved body within the third ring line, or an old man from Boulder City gave him a rocket.

The latter is highly unlikely.

After all, using electromagnetic pulse weapons to attack modern equipment is equivalent to using nuclear bombs as fireworks.

And it doesn’t necessarily work.

But if it is an evolved body...

Chu Guang really couldn't imagine how those mutant slime molds did it.

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't speak, Yin Fang continued to talk about his views.

"...Honestly, I'm getting more and more impressed by those nasty slime molds. Whether it's the parasites on Butch's body, or the power armors and tanks that appear in the waves, those slime molds have shown their ability to learn and adapt to the environment. Ability even gives me a..."

Speaking of this, Yin Fang was stuck for a while, seeming to be thinking about which words were more appropriate.

Chu Guang could probably guess what he wanted to say, but he still asked.

"What kind of thing?"

"A...feeling that they are better suited to this planet than we are."

After a pause, Yin Fang continued in an uncertain tone.

"Didn't you notice? We are doing archaeology, and they are actually doing archeology too. Although they use a completely different method from us, in fact they are indeed drawing nutrients from our ancestors."

"The first generation of evolved bodies also needs to rely on external objects to strengthen themselves. For example, the Decay Knight we encountered before, its power comes from the armor that surrounds it. Although it is a bit difficult to deal with, the number of power armors It’s limited, and if you solve one, you’ll lose one.”

"However, in the second generation, they no longer need to rely on external objects, but can evolve their own copycat versions of 'power armor' and reproduce on a large scale... You should know what I'm talking about."

Chu Guang said thoughtfully.

"You mean 'tyrant'?"

The name that made countless people in the wasteland change their expressions.

Even the Awakened can find it tricky in a one-on-one situation. Ordinary 7-mm bullets cannot effectively kill it at all. Large-caliber light and heavy "lances" can be used to deal with it at medium and long distances, but there are almost no particularly effective methods at close range.

Yin Fang on the other end of the communication channel nodded.

"Exactly!"

According to previous research by the Medical Laboratory, Tyrant can be seen as two fruiting entities.

The inner fruiting body is shaped like an incompletely developed gnawer, while the outer fruiting body is a horny armor with self-healing capabilities.

Although the imitation is quite poor, many similarities can prove that the tyrant evolved from the "Decay Knight".

"...The tyrant is the most typical example. We can find the connection between behavior, sociology and biology at the same time between the Knight of Decay and the tyrant."

"This huge 'hive' has evolved tens of thousands of evolved entities and used it to realize the division of labor in society. Although their imitation of us is poor, it is only for now. Historical experience tells us that anything can Development proceeds from maturity to immaturity.”

"I don't even dare to assume what it will look like in a century, and what the third generation of evolution will look like."

"Unlike mutants who have given up being human, they are becoming us, assimilating us, and trying to replace us."

Yin Fang sighed softly.

"This is the most chilling thing..."

…

Shuguang City Industrial Zone, the factory of Goblin Technology.

Mosquito, sitting among a pile of parts and blackboards, and his four self-taught "apprentices" are still losing their hair for the tasks assigned to them by managers.

If you want to break through the speed limit, you must first solve the engine problem.

The best situation is to go directly to the turbojet.

However, even a turbojet with a simple structure must include the compressor, combustion chamber and turbine.

The working temperature of fan blades and compressor blades is not too harsh, and A3 aluminum alloy can be used directly, but turbine blades need to be paid attention to.

Working temperatures of thousands of degrees will significantly reduce the strength of steel and titanium, so nickel is the only choice.

However, even single-crystal nickel alloys are at risk of melting in high-heat operating environments, so the blades are often cast with tiny internal channels and holes.

This is a complex process that not only has extremely demanding requirements on the material itself, but also on the casting process.

Fortunately, Factory No. 81 said they could help find a way to solve the problem of the engine blades.

It’s not realistic to get the MiG’s engine out, but you can still give it a try by getting the MiG’s grandpa, the “Ta183”.

Sufficient numbers of long-endurance jet missiles - or jets - could give the new alliance at least a slight advantage in the air.

The help from friends and businessmen is undoubtedly a happy event for Goblin Technology.

By being able to make blades, the troubles they encounter in turbojet engines can be reduced by at least half.

However……

Before the mosquito had time to be happy, he immediately realized a more serious problem than the engine.

They have no fuel!

In reality, there are many aerospace fuels to choose from.

But this is a wasteland.

New Alliance's oil is mainly produced from Camu tree plantations. However, this biomass oil is too "light" and lacks highly branched isoparaffins.

There is no problem in using it as an industrial raw material. After all, the New Alliance Industry's demand for isoparaffins is not demanding. As for processing it into ordinary fuel, it is also acceptable. After all, even if it is not processed, it can be ignited with an atomizer.

Aviation fuel, however, is not so easy to fool around with.

The most critical component of aviation kerosene is multi-branched isoparaffins, followed by a series of issues such as sulfur content and impurities.

Even if the requirements for fuel calorific value and density are reduced, there is no process for refining biomass oil into aviation fuel.

Because there is no such species as "Cam tree" in reality, there is no place to copy homework.

Biomass oil itself belongs to the forefront of energy conservation and emission reduction research. Although there are many "phased results" and PPTs, I have not heard of any company that can replace oil fields with petroleum crops and solve the problems of carbon emissions and industrial raw materials at the same time. .

Oil grown from the ground?

Is there such a good thing? !

If this thing really existed in reality.

The whole world has to go crazy!

Just when everyone couldn't think of a solution, Zhuihun suddenly spoke and broke the silence.

"How about... let's try solid fuel? For example, burning coal?"

Sua Ming, who was sitting next to him, suddenly lit up.

"You mean Lippisch P13A?"

The God of Death said excitedly.

"Awesome, brother! I've seen that thing before!"

Even in the game.

Sitting aside, Guan Jia shook his head and picked up the chalk from the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense, that thing is a ramjet engine, right?"

As he spoke, he simply drew a structural diagram on the blank space on the blackboard. It seemed to be simpler than the turbojet.

But only a little.

"This thing is still a concept so far. Although it has been studied again, it has become a breakthrough point for N times the speed of sound aircraft. However, the problem of thermal barrier has not been solved. In addition, insufficient fuel calorific value is also a big problem. As for the P13A ...That thing is just a drawing machine. It has never been used on the battlefield. Whether it has been made or not is a mystery."

Mosquito gave him a strange look.

"Don't you work in a drone factory?"

He smiled sheepishly to stop the fight.

"Hey, it's a hobby...what does it have to do with it? Your family also owns a furniture factory."

Mosquito rolled his eyes.

"I really run a furniture factory."

He was relieved and said with a smile.

"I didn't say you weren't either."

Although the problem is still unresolved, the atmosphere of discussion has become active.

Everyone put forward ideas one by one, even if many of them are unrealistic ideas, but it is still better than watching time pass in silence.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mosquito got up and walked over to open the door, but standing at the door was an NPC guard.

Seeing this black uniform, Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out a human couplet.

"It wasn't us."

The guard was also stunned and confused.

"What... wasn't you doing?"

Noticing the confused expression on the guard's face, Mosquito coughed awkwardly.

"It's nothing...I'm used to it, hehe."

Every time the guards came to the door, it was not a good thing. Either something exploded or something burned.

He was almost out of reflex.

The guard stared at the mosquito suspiciously for a while, but said nothing and handed over the package in his hand in a formal manner.

"I was asked to bring this package to you."

"A package for me? Who?" Mosquito took the package in confusion.

"A little girl, about how tall she is... Her hair is blond. She didn't leave her name. She just asked me to deliver this package to Goblin Technology." As he said that, the guard roughly gestured her height with his hand, which was about one meter tall. Mi 56 looks like.

Mosquito immediately guessed who it was and said suddenly.

"Oh oh oh, is that Pai? Thanks!"

"You're welcome."

After the package was delivered, the guard did not stay here longer, and left after completing the tasks assigned by the manager.

The door closes.

Mosquito carried the package and proudly returned to his disciples.

Gift from NPC!

Of course you have to show off at times like this!

Sure enough, the four animals found what he had in his hand. The God of Death was the first to come over and asked curiously.

"What are you holding?"

Mosquito chuckled.

"Do you remember that little girl yesterday?"

Zhuihun said in surprise.

"Pai?"

Mosquito shook the package in his hand proudly.

"A gift for me."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they were shocked.

"What the hell?"

"You beast!"

Mosquito rolled his eyes.

"Get out of here! How vulgar! Can't you just admire my profound knowledge and want to become my teacher?"

The God of Death retched.

"I fucking threw up."

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Mosquito opened the package.

However, when he saw what was inside, he was stunned.

Inside the package was a glass bottle filled with clear liquid.

Holding it in his hand and looking at it for a while, Mosquito's expression was a little confused.

"What the hell is this?"

Chaihun rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you very knowledgeable?"

"The thing the NPC gave me must be some kind of mission prop... Why don't you take a sip?" he asked to persuade him.

To be honest, Mosquito really has this plan.

But you always have to smell it before drinking it.

However, when he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and put his nose to it, the stink that penetrated his nostrils made his eyebrows instantly knit together.

"Fuck!"

What smells so bad!