This Game Is Too Realistic

In fact, there is no choice at all.

Xia Yan knew very well that with only one leg left, it would be difficult for him to even walk out of this street, let alone return to Boulder City.

What's more, what will happen if we go back?

Although she has been in the mercenary business for a long time, she has basically not saved any money. A better neuron-linked bionic prosthesis can easily cost tens of thousands of chips, and a inferior mechanical transmission prosthetic can cost tens of thousands. point.

The price is comparable to that of a chemically powered exoskeleton.

Even if I sell her, I can't afford it.

Either go with these people or wait for death here.

The choice is actually not that difficult.

Sitting on the edge of the rickety wooden cart, bouncing up and down with the piles of sacks, Xia Yan sighed silently in his heart.

Perhaps this journey is my last bit of freedom.

Apart from taking herself back to give birth to a child, she really couldn't think of any use to the man in front of her.

A skill?

Work?

Ha ha.

After thinking about it, I only have this body left, which is of some value.

I heard it would be very painful, but I don’t know if it’s true...

"Here we are."

The voice coming from the front interrupted at least 200,000 words of non-existent thoughts.

After coming back from his daydream, Xia Yan suddenly raised his head and found that he had been taken to a small forest by this group of people.

In the middle of the jungle, there is a clearing with wooden piles scattered around, and an unfinished concrete wall standing on the clearing.

Next to the concrete wall, there are kilns with green smoke floating in the air, and behind them are meat smoking pits and fish smoking racks.

The air was filled with the smell of barbecue, and the sound of banging was in my ears.

Some people beat stones with hammers, some operate bellows to blow air into the furnace, and others carry stones, build walls, or cut down trees.

This is like a large construction site.

Raw and busy.

These people...are all his subordinates?

Looking at all this, Xia Yan's pale face was filled with surprise. She did a rough count and found that there were quite a few people here. There were more than ten or twenty people that could be seen, wearing uniform blue uniforms.

The moment she saw the clothes clearly, it took her less than a second to guess the identities of these people.

Vault dwellers! ?

I haven't heard of a shelter nearby.

but……

What are they doing?

Xia Yan was a little confused.

Shelters are not uncommon in Qingquan City. Some have been opened many years ago, and many are still closed, waiting for the release date.

Those shelters that do well can occasionally be regarded as a force, while those that don't do well basically become the food of mutants or alien species.

Xia Yan remembered that there seemed to be a shelter not far from Boulder City, but the survivors living there were quite xenophobic and did not want to have contact with outsiders. , rarely come out of the shelter.

Does this kind of wall make sense?

Strongness is indeed quite familiar. Bullets should not be able to penetrate it, but no matter how strong the wall is, can it be stronger than the door of the shelter?

That thing can't even pass through gamma rays.

"...Are you from the shelter?"

"Yes," Chu Guang glanced at the injury on her leg and said, "I thought you had fainted."

She was very honest along the way and made no movement.

Chu Guang's attention was mostly scattered around, and he didn't pay much attention to her side. He thought the person had fainted from excessive blood loss.

Unexpectedly, he was still awake.

"I'm not that fragile."

Xia Yan raised her chin, her eyebrows and her expression were as stiff as lead. She felt that this might make her look a little stronger.

At least he doesn't look timid.

Unfortunately, no one cared about her tough stance, or even noticed it at all.

"I see," Chu Guang said casually, looking away from the bloody broken leg, "your wound healing speed is indeed a little faster than that of ordinary people."

Applying the attribute template of Vault 404, this guy's physical constitution is at least 8 points, and the error is about ±1.

If it were an ordinary person, even if he didn't lose too much blood, he would still have a high fever and pass out.

However, this guy was still able to hold on. He was just sweating on his forehead, his face was pale, and his consciousness was not very clear.

Of course, it might be due to "talent".

The survivors in the wasteland are more or less related to the word mutation. It is not surprising that they have some physical characteristics that are different from ordinary people.

Chu Guang looked at the two players and ordered.

"You send the food to Tomato Scrambled Eggs and let him keep it properly."

A few days ago, Chu Guang told Brother Scrambled Egg to build a granary that could store grains and meat.

Not surprisingly, it should be built by now.

Whether it is dried and stored in the warehouse, or whether the whole bag is piled directly, I believe this cook is more professional and reliable than myself.

Since there are players here, Chu Guang is too lazy to worry about these trivial matters.

Last time, just getting bacon was a lot of trouble for him. If he had to plan the granary, he would be afraid that it would become moldy or gnawed by mice before he could eat it in the winter.

After hearing the manager's instructions, Fang Chang and Ye Shi nodded in unison and accepted the task.

"yes!"

"As you command!"

Chu Guang didn't say anything.

I saw him reaching out to pick up the female mercenary who was lying on the cart. Ignoring the latter's exclamations, he carried her on his shoulders like a sack.

Then, he stretched out his other hand, grabbed the backpack that Ye Shi had licked from the other three mercenaries, and strode towards the direction of the sanatorium.

Ye Shi and Fang Chang watched with admiration.

This large package of equipment plus a living person would add up to at least a hundred kilograms.

Picking it up with two hands and walking away, this is too strong!

Watching the manager walking towards the nursing home, Lao Bai, who noticed the situation here, quietly came over.

"What happened? Who is the person our boss is carrying?"

"Ask Fang Chang, he just finished reading the plot, and I felt lonely after watching it." Either licking the bag or being a hostage, Ye Shi felt like a tool, with a depressed look on his face.

Fang Chang made a helpless expression.

"Don't look at me. There are no subtitles in this game. I can't understand what the NPCs are saying to each other during the plot... Just understand her as a new NPC."

I can guess a rough idea, but it's a bit difficult to tell it in full, so I'd better wait for the official website to update.

Lao Bai was stunned.

"Okay...but then again, why was she injured so badly?"

"Hey, not to mention the serious injuries, everyone is almost dead," Ye Shi sighed and said, "You don't know what we encountered on the way back."

"What did you encounter?"

"crawler!"

"What the hell?" Lao Bai looked at Ye Shi in surprise and asked quickly, "Did you meet a creeper? What does that thing look like?"

There is information about the crawler on the official website, but apart from a few abstract text descriptions, there is no description of its combat capabilities.

There is no illustrated book to refer to.

Lao Bai only remembered that this thing seemed to belong to the same category as the Gnawer. They were both symbiote mutants born from fungal infection. They seemed to be related to biological weapons, and their ancestors could no longer be traced.

Originally, he was thinking that this thing was probably a monster in the setting, and the game company might not even have a model yet.

I didn't expect these two to meet!

"It's weirdly ugly, with four long arms. It's about half a person's height when lying down, and it's probably about two meters tall when standing up. Not only is this thing incredibly strong, but the key is that it moves so fast! Let's shoot with three guns. After a round of shooting, he didn't hit even a single shot. Later, the manager was so awesome that he picked up the steel pipe and stabbed him to death with a few blows."

Ye Shi described the situation at that time vividly, although this abstract narrative style basically did not explain anything clearly.

Lao Bai looked at Fang Chang for help, and the latter sighed.

"I couldn't tell for a while, but basically it's like Ye Shi said, that gnawer is a bit ridiculously strong."

"I estimate that the new expansion pack not only updates the in-game activities, but also adds more alien species, new NPC camps, and related tasks. We will talk about this later when we are offline... The manager asked me to send the cart Go to Brother Scrambled Egg, I’ll hand in a mission first.”

Although I really want to share his new discoveries with Brother Fang, there are only three hours left before dark, and there is really no time to fish.

Lao Bai sighed and nodded.

"Okay, you go ahead...I'll go and think about the steel-making blast furnace. Come and help me when you're done!"

"Well, see you later."

…

On the other side, inside the nursing home.

The players who were working on the scaffolding all noticed the managers returning from outside.

Of course, he also noticed the woman being carried on his shoulders.

"Holy shit, look, look, the manager has a person on his shoulders!"

“Who is that person???”

"New NPC?"

"Still a girl!"

"Finally there is a new NPC! Brother Meng, we are one step closer to the closed beta!"

"Oh oh oh!"

At the thought of being one step closer to the closed beta, the players one by one seemed to be pumped up, moving bricks and plastering harder.

Xia Yan, who was being carried on Chu Guang's shoulders, felt as if her cheeks were on fire, not only because of her posture, but also because of the sight lines that made her feel like a ray of light on her back.

She didn't understand what those people were saying, but she didn't have to.

You can guess that it's just trash talk that's as mean as the mean looks in these men's eyes.

She could imagine that they were like hyenas in the wasteland, using this method to flatter and compliment the alpha male, hoping to get a bone or a mouthful of broth after he finished feasting on the prey.

Obviously, he is the tender and delicious lamb.

The more Xia Yan thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her clenched teeth could not help but chatter, and her eyes became even more wet and even dripping.

She suddenly regretted it. Rather than being humiliated and then thrown to the wolves for food, she might as well have committed suicide and died with a little more integrity.

But her body didn't listen to her.

The elevator goes down.

arrive.

Chu Guang strode through the door of the shelter, passed the buffer room, and walked into the residents' hall. He threw aside the package filled with equipment, and then threw Xia Yan on his shoulder on the chair.

"Hey, be gentle...what are you going to do?"

Taking a breath of cold air in pain, Xia Yan stared nervously at Chu Guang, who was approaching.

"be honest."

Too lazy to pay attention to her, Chu Guang opened the drawer and took out a silver-white metal round tube. He flicked off the plastic cover with his thumb and flicked it with his index finger habitually.

"It shouldn't hurt, just bear with it."