This Game Is Too Realistic

"What the hell!?"

Powered armor? !

Staring at the battlefield on the computer screen, everyone was dumbfounded and wanted to stick their nose into the computer.

Not long after submitting the information, he originally wanted to see if there were any new instructions, but before he could look at the details of the mission, he saw a flashing gold mark added to the mission reward.

After completing the entire undercover mission chain, you can obtain a power armor with no level restrictions!

This is probably the mission with the highest reward in the entire server so far, right?

Benefits from Aguang

Elder Zhanji's eyes flashed with excitement, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he kept mumbling.

"understood!"

"Will the mission rewards continue to increase if more information is mined?"

This sounds a bit like a challenge on some TV show.

The more levels you pass, the higher the accumulated bonus will be. If the challenge fails, the accumulated bonus will be forfeited. At present, his bonus pool has accumulated a power armor!

In the alliance's NPC store, the cheapest "Dragon Cavalry" powered armor costs 1 million silver coins.

And a power armor with no level restrictions

Just the "no level" label on the front is awesome enough, right?

Fortunately, I didn't give up at that time.

It would be a disaster if we let this go!

Touched by his persistence, Battlefield Lao took out pen and paper from the drawer and began to carefully consider and improve his plan for the second and fifth boys based on the existing information.

While the battlefield veteran was writing rapidly, in the wasteland world on the other side, Chu Guang met Prince Kaliman in the reception room of Dawn City.

"Dear Manager, may I ask why you summoned me so late?" Kaliman said in a respectful tone after performing standard court etiquette.

Looking at this man with slightly curly hair and an exotic face, Chu Guang made an inviting gesture towards the sofa beside him.

"We don't have so many complicated things here. Sit down."

Kaliman nodded.

While taking his seat, he had been carefully studying the expression on the manager's face, trying to read some clues from it.

However, before he could study it carefully, the manager sitting there took the initiative to speak.

"I have to tell you some unfortunate news. According to reliable intelligence, a supply line is entering Luoxia Province from the Bugla Free State, passing through the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom and reaching the position of the Eagle Kingdom and the Legion Alliance."

Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Kaliman stood up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Kaliman quickly realized his gaffe, blushed and sat back, calmed down his excitement, and continued.

"The Golden Lizard Dynasty is married to us. My father's fourth wife is the sister of the current king of the Golden Lizard Dynasty."

The fourth term is okay

Then you don’t have to do anything else if you are busy every day?

Chu Guangxun thought that he was already too busy even before he got married.

"How many wives can you have there?" Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but ask.

Kaliman was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect the manager to be curious about this, but he still told the truth.

"The Spirit of the Sand Sea does not tell us what kind of family we should form. It only tells us that more children will bring blessings, and those who are capable will work harder. So in theory, men and women can marry many, as long as both parties are willing."

"Of course, different countries have different interpretations of the doctrine. For example, the Eagle Kingdom stipulates that ordinary people can marry up to 2 people, soldiers can marry up to 4 people, and those with official positions or military merits can marry more. And the honey badgers they annexed are one man, one man. The wife system believes that only a healthy family can receive the blessings of the spirit of the sand and sea, but other kingdoms are actually not too entangled in this. At least in my opinion, the royal family is responsible for feeding the people, not how they live. Are we digressing? Already?"

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"It's not off topic. It will help my fellow Vault Dwellers get to know you better."

Kaliman looked slightly confused, nodded slowly, and returned to the previous topic to continue.

"In short, you don't have to worry. The Golden Lizard Kingdom and the Humpback Kingdom are our strongest backing. When I set off, their reinforcements had already set off! Now they should be at Oasis No. 9, with our people and the Honey Badger Kingdom. The Nationalist Army fights side by side!"

Seeing the determined expression on Kaliman's face, Chu Guang was a little unsure for a moment. Is this guy really naive, or is he a man of extraordinary psychological quality who is still bluffing when he gets angry?

"It was two months ago when you set out?"

"Exactly!"

"Then I have some very unfortunate news for you. It's been two months. I don't know what's going on in the Camelback Kingdom, but the reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom are still sitting on the border." Chu Guang looked at him with interest. "Is this the strongest backing you said?"

An expression of surprise appeared on Kaliman's face, and then turned into anger.

"How is this possible? Even if it is not based on blood, what reason do they have to support the Legion's puppets? Don't they know that once we lose, they will become the next target of the Eagle Kingdom?"

Chu Guang said unceremoniously.

"That's because your understanding of interests is too shallow. There are many forms of interests, and different forms of interests have countless components. The final choice is the product of the game. Maybe in their opinion, there is a better one. Choice. It is impossible to discuss something that has happened without meaning. I advise you to recognize the reality as soon as possible. "

Kaliman fell into silence. After struggling for a while, he cast a suspicious look at Chu Guang.

"Wait a minute, why do you know the military deployment in the Golden Lizard Kingdom? This place is at least five or six hundred kilometers away from Oasis No. 8, right?"

That suspicious look was like a straw clinging to a drowning man's hand. Chu Guang could feel that he actually believed him, but he just couldn't accept the fact that he was betrayed by his allies.

"I naturally have my own methods. We are used to making careful plans before launching operations, and intelligence is an important part of it."

After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman who was deep in thought and continued.

"We will go out as soon as the supply line is completed, as soon as mid-August, but with your current situation, I'm worried that you won't be able to hold on until then."

"You'd better think of a way to do something. You can't always count on us."

Kaliman was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for the information you provided. I will report it truthfully to my father and do our best."

Chu Guang asked: "The question now is how do you send the news back? Can you walk on two legs?"

Kaliman: "Don't worry about this. We have brought many pigeons here. They can quickly spread the news back to the kingdom. It is not easy to expect a group of cowards to set foot on the front line. But if we ask our princess to write a letter and send it to the Golden Lizard Within the kingdom, her family should do something.”

Even if the supply line cannot be cut off, even if it only causes a little trouble, the situation on the front line will be much better.

Thinking of this, Kaliman couldn't help but feel annoyed. They were unaware of such important information, and instead heard it from foreigners outside the desert.

These shameful traitors

Looking at Kaliman with anger flashing in his eyes, Chu Guang, who had successfully conquered the fire, nodded with satisfaction.

"So best."

Do flying pigeons deliver messages?

Those cooing little guys are indeed quite reliable, at least much more reliable than two legs.

Using the influence of the Lion Kingdom to put pressure on the Golden Lizard Kingdom is only one part of it.

What he wants to do is not only harass the supply line, but also cut off the source of this supply line, the Bugla Free State!

As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, this grandson actually flirted with the legion behind his back. Can the Great Rift Valley tolerate this cuckold?

Of course, this requires strong enough evidence to prove that this is not just a transaction, nor the personal behavior of a businessman, but support at the national level.

Watching Kaliman resign and leave, Chu Guang's lips curled up into a cheerful smile.

Whether we can get the relevant evidence depends on the strength of the battlefield brothers.

On the edge of Oasis No. 8, a small town near the desert, an inconspicuous hotel.

The war veteran who woke up from his dream was yawning and went downstairs to get some water to wash up. Just as he was about to go back to the room to pack his things along the stairs, he heard a quiet conversation coming from the other end of the corner of the corridor.

"Bad news. An informant from the palace sent an order to leave the palace early this morning. It is said that the sentries and patrol teams at the border are required to strictly inspect the caravans entering from the east and leaving from the west."

That voice seemed to be that of the businessman named Adan.

When Zhanjie Laoyi, who was about to turn the corridor, heard this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Holy shit?

Is the effect so immediate?

He had just reported the intelligence in the morning, and the subsequent plot came as soon as he logged into the game that night, which somewhat caught him off guard.

Normally, wouldn't it be necessary to wait for more than ten days before hearing any news?

Out of curiosity, Zhanji Lao hid in the corner of the corridor and continued to listen.

Standing in front of Adan, Kelwei frowned and said with a slightly serious expression.

"Is your information reliable?"

Adan nodded and said firmly in his voice.

"There is no need to doubt the source of the information. Although I cannot reveal his identity to you, I can tell you with certainty that the person we are cooperating with has a high status in the Golden Lizard Kingdom."

Colway nodded, a trace of solemnity rising between his brows.

Strictly investigate traders entering from the east

This means that Adan's caravan will be subject to stricter inspections in Oasis No. 8, and his identity as a Weirant will obviously be more dangerous.

This was undoubtedly a bad thing, both for the Legion and for himself.

Adan rubbed his chin in confusion, his brows knitted together.

"It's a bit strange for the palace to issue an order at this time, especially when I heard that it was pressure from the Lion Kingdom that made the royal family take action. This is even more strange."

Zhanji Lao, who was hiding behind the corridor, breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand what he heard, he didn't hear his name, so the two of them probably didn't suspect him.

Cole frowned slightly.

"Is the situation serious?"

Adan sighed.

"It's not serious enough that the decree will leave the palace. How to implement it is a local matter. As long as you don't run into the king's personal guards, I can handle it even if you encounter interrogation."

After a pause, he continued with an embarrassed expression.

"But your identity is a bit troublesome. After all, this place has nominally declared war with the Eagle Kingdom and the Legion. What worries me even more is that if the Lion Kingdom realizes that military supplies are being transported to the Legion's positions in the north, they may send out Cavalry patrolling the desert.”

Colway was silent for a moment and said, "I'm causing trouble to you, so why don't we split up?"

"Don't say that, my lord, we can't leave you alone."

Adan quickly interrupted him.

What he wanted was that the officer owed him a favor, but he didn't want to throw away this cash cow.

When the army comes to dominate the entire Luoxia Province, I will definitely make use of this relationship.

"Anyway, this is not a place to stay for a long time. There is not only one way to Oasis No. 9. Let's get on the road as soon as possible after replenishing the supplies."

Colway nodded cautiously.

"That makes sense. I'll call my companions, and you can call the others. We'll meet in the backyard in half an hour."

Seeing the two separated, Mr. Zhanji quietly slipped back to his room along the stairs. After packing his luggage, he quietly waited for his boss to knock on the door.

After a while, a knock on the door came from outside the door, followed by Corvey's gentle and strong voice.

"Pangolin, it's time for us to hit the road. Have you packed your things?"

The war veteran stepped forward and opened the door. With his luggage already on his back, he said with his head held high.

"It's already done, sir."

After giving him an approving look, Colway patted his shoulder.

"Yes, you are very energetic. What the legion needs is a warrior like you who is decisive and without delay. I see the shadow of my commander Rachel in you."

"Come with me, there are some changes in the plan, and the departure time has been advanced one hour."

"By the way, don't call me Sir anymore, just call me Colway."

The war veteran nodded bravely.

"Okay, Mr. Colway."

Colway smiled, not caring about his nervousness, patted his shoulder hard, and walked towards the stairs.

The genius was bright, and the group quietly left the town and headed towards the desert.

Originally, they were going to walk west along Oasis No. 8 and around to the northwest side of Oasis No. 9.

But now it is no longer suitable to stay here for a long time. They must leave here before the border is closed and before the patrol team from the Lion Kingdom arrives, and choose an unfamiliar route to the position of the Eagle Kingdom and the Legion coalition forces.

It is foreseeable that the road ahead will not be peaceful.

In fact, it would be much easier for Adan to lead the caravan by himself if he gave up on Colway. It would not be impossible to sneak to Oasis No. 9 even within the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

But he didn't want to give up the favor that he finally got.

And not far away from him, the battlefield elder who was following Colway was also troubled in his heart.

It seems impossible to sneak into the legion's base camp quietly. If this team of twenty or thirty people wants to hide their traces in the desert, I am afraid they can only use the blessing of the desert spirit.

But if it was true what Adan said, the Lion Kingdom would send out cavalry to patrol, and he happened to bump into the patrol.

Do you really want to shoot at friendly forces?

And even if there is no patrol, does he really want to deliver these supplies to the enemy, let them turn into hot metal projectiles in the barrel of the gun, and penetrate into the chests of friendly troops or even innocent civilians?

If you are immersed in the game, it is difficult not to think about these practical issues.

Of course, he also admitted that it might be because this journey was so boring that he had nothing else to think about, so he thought about these boring questions.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

The bloody glow shines on the deserted desert, and people with different thoughts are moving in the same direction.

Just as the old man in the battlefield was having a lot of thoughts, someone thousands of kilometers away was also filled with complexities in his heart.

Different from the sunset over thousands of miles of yellow sand, night has already come quietly in Yunjian Province on the east coast of the mainland.

Here, day and night are two completely different worlds.

When covered with the curtain of night, the whole city seems to be dancing.

Rows of tall buildings were flooded with colorful neon lights, and aircraft flying between steel and concrete were like endless streams of rainbows.

Information as vast as the Milky Way fills every corner of every eyeball.

Even if you stay for just a moment, you can't help but get lost in it.

Everyone living here has no doubt that this is the best era. They are living in those great and prosperous years. Flowers and fine wine are like the water from the sky flowing eastward, and the fertile river bed will never dry up. .

but

They were not ignorant of savagery.

They knew very well that most of the land was still wild, especially the far west coast, which was the source of all chaos.

The people there are like jackals grinding their teeth and sucking blood. They plunder wealth and enslave the population. They use iron chains to tie the robbed slaves like animals to work in the fields. They use the created bloodline to divide people into three, six or nine grades from birth. .

Whether it’s slavery or the theory of blood, they are the historical legacy that was swept into the garbage dump before this planet entered the era of prosperity.

The capital city named after the victory sounded more like a hymn to war in their ears.

In comparison, cities in the Alliance sound much better. Whether it is dawn or dawn, that is the name that Mingren's city should have.

The residents of Ideal City could quarrel over trivial matters to the point of greeting each other's mothers, but there was no disagreement about the Legion.

That is the common enemy of the bright world.

Seeing as everyone was committed to promoting that committee two centuries ago, they could turn a blind eye to the scandalous things done by those gunpowder-minded guys in the Western Continent.

But now, they actually extended their hands to the east of the great desert, and even tried to control Vault 0, which was first discovered by the Silver Wing Group.

This time they will not compromise.

Of course, it would be better if someone was willing to teach those beasts a lesson for them.

A corner of the city's core.

In a magnificent top-floor building, figures wearing silver, gray and black dresses stood in the center of the dance floor, holding champagne in their hands.

Most of them are shareholders of various subsidiaries of the company, some from the five major groups, and many from some unknown small companies.

At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the two figures standing in the stands directly in front of the dance floor.

One of them is an ambassador from the alliance named Shuyu.

Everyone has heard some stories about him. It is said that this young man was born as a refugee and lost his family due to the chaos caused by the Legion Expeditionary Force.

A young man like him, at an age when the company should be studying and furthering, had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of traveling to friendly countries and traveling thousands of miles away to an unfamiliar city.

It is hard not to sympathize with that distressing life experience, even if it is not entirely out of opposition to the "political correctness" of the Legion.

The person standing next to him is Yue Qian, the director of the Enterprise Integrated Management Department.

Unlike Wu Changnian from the Ideal Group, the "faction" he belongs to is the Silver Wing Group, and he is a shareholder holding a certain share of equity.

The general management department of the company is similar to the protocol department of the alliance. They are both departments in charge of emceeing and planning activities, and also have some diplomatic functions.

As for the specific decision-making power, in the Supreme Council, this department is also directly responsible to the Council.

It can be understood as the highest foreign minister.

After a day of understanding, Shuyu has gradually figured out the power structure of the company.

Although it is decentralized management in name, the Supreme Council is actually their center.

The positions of various power departments are basically in the hands of shareholders of major groups.

As for the inheritance rules and transaction rules of equity, he has not yet figured it out clearly.

However, based on the surnames of powerful figures in each group, he might be able to detect some clues.

For example, most of the powerful people in the Ideal Group are surnamed Li, people with the surname Yun are often seen in the Endpoint Group, and most of the people in the Silver Wing Group have the surnames Yi and Luo.

"Let's drink to eternal friendship!"

Hearing the voice in his ears, Shuyu came back from his thoughts and clinked glasses with him with a smile.

"cheers!"

The sound of shouting and cheering resounded throughout the venue.

Fang Chang, who was standing in the crowd, also clinked glasses and sipped the sour sparkling wine in his glass, feeling a little sad in his heart.

At this moment, his mind was not on the party at all, but on the tasks assigned to him by the manager.

Promote the alliance’s products and services

It was easy to say this, but when he arrived in Ideal City, he discovered that things were far from as simple as he thought.

The spirit of the people in the wasteland is extremely poor, just like the tribesmen in the middle of a certain continent in the real world. Some gadgets from the industrial era are enough to arouse their excitement, let alone imported products from a strange world.

However, this is the place closest to the era of prosperity.

This city is on the other extreme in this wasteland. Their spirits are extremely rich, even to the point of emptiness and boredom.

In other words, I haven’t seen anything before.

As he thought about it, Fang Chang couldn't help but add a hint of sadness to his eyebrows.

Can I really complete the important tasks entrusted to me by the managers?

At this time, the mole, who was swaying a glass of red wine, came over shamelessly, stood beside him and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Brother, where is your black stocking? Are you wearing it?"

Fang Chang, who was no longer able to complain, rolled his eyes.

"You fucking know about black stockings!"

Can you pursue something else?

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Fang Chang turned his gaze to the front of the stage.

The "Supreme Foreign Minister" of the company was making a speech about friendship and peace, and announced that the party had entered the second stage of the charity auction.

The items in the auction are naturally gifts from the alliance.

As for why these gifts to companies appear at auction, it’s a long story.

Because the company claims to be a decentralized management, Shuyu can't find a subject who can accept the gift.

Ever since, he followed Wu Changnian's suggestion and auctioned the gifts in the form of a charity party.

The starting price of each lot is 100Cr, the highest bidder will win, and all proceeds generated from the auction will be donated to the alliance.

For the shareholders of the company, this way they can not only express their support for the just war by raising placards, gain spiritual satisfaction, but also get some novel gadgets for collection.

From the perspective of the residents of Ideal City, there is no fairer distribution method than the one with the highest price.

For the alliance, funds other than aid can also be raised at the party.

Those invited to the party were all shareholders of major groups in Ideal City. There are many rich people worth billions or even tens of billions here. In comparison, the aid of 300 million Cr is like a drop in the bucket.

Of course, the net worth is the net worth, and the real money and silver taken out is another matter. This cannot be generalized.

But no matter what, it would be great to get some money from them and exchange it for some industrial equipment, weapons and ammunition that the alliance urgently needs.

After all, war is too expensive.

Giving up the microphone to the host of the auction, Yue Qian bowed slightly and walked off the stage with Shuyu.

The two went behind the scenes talking and laughing.

Fang Chang, who was standing in the venue, stared at the host tightly, his palms were sweaty.

After all, he knows what will be auctioned next.

What was supposed to come eventually came.

The host cleared his throat, looked at the words flashing on the holographic teleprompter, and said in a loud voice.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, friends! It is an honor to be the host of this auction!"

"Friends from afar have sent us gifts, which contain not only our same desire for a bright world, but also our determination to never compromise against barbarism! We should also respond to them!"

"All proceeds generated from this auction will be donated to the alliance as funds to support the front line!"

"Every credit you pay in this auction will turn into bullets fired at those villains! The significance of these lots will be greater than all the wine and flowers, no matter what price they are sold at, they will all Great value for money!”

"Show us your determination. The money in your hands is your determination!"

"History will remember this moment!"

“Just like that vote two centuries ago!”

To be honest, this passionate speech made even Fang Chang feel a heat in his heart.

It's a pity that he has no money.

Otherwise, I will hold up a card and play with it.

However, the host's next words immediately poured cold water on his heart, causing his toes to dig into the soles of his shoes unconsciously.

"The auction, which symbolizes friendship, has officially begun. The first item on display is a work of art from Tengteng Cottage!"

"As the name suggests, this piece of art was created by Fujiteng, a well-known fashion designer in the alliance. This should be pronounced like this, although it sounds a bit strange."

"The person who donated it is Tails!"

The host waved.

It's like a physical spotlight shining down from the ceiling.

A model with a proud figure walked to the stage and showed off the artwork she was wearing.

It was a maid outfit with a short skirt, with white silk edges and black skirt straps.

And those white knee-high socks.

Everyone present, both men and women, focused their attention on the model, their eyes filled with surprise.

I can’t tell you how beautiful this dress is, mainly because I haven’t seen it before and I think it’s a bit novel.

And the black and white color scheme is very cute.

"Black and White didn't expect that the residents of the Alliance have quite similar tastes to us."

"Are those pants or socks?"

"It should be socks, who wears pants as well as a skirt?"

"Isn't it too long?"

"Yeah, it feels a bit interesting."

"Indeed, I have never seen anyone wear it like this. This design style is quite unique."

The people standing on the dance floor had expressions of interest on their faces and were whispering to each other.

Bathed in the admiring gazes of everyone, the model couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

However, the whispers were too subtle, like buzzing mosquitoes. Fang Chang didn't hear clearly. He only felt that pairs of eyes in the hall were looking towards him intentionally or unintentionally. He was so embarrassed that he almost dug out a villa with his toes.

He wanted to explain that these clothes could not represent the taste of everyone in the league, but could only represent the taste of some two players.

But at this time it seems that everything I say is redundant.

The same goes for the mole standing aside, bathed in sights that glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, his stiff expression full of subtlety and discomfort.

Although he does not deny that he is an LSP, this does not mean that he is willing to be studied in public.

This is so fucking shameful!

No

This game is too real!

"Uh, I suddenly want to go to the toilet." After saying this, Mole planned to apply oil on the soles of his feet and take a bath. After all, he was just a soy saucer and couldn't compare to a certain war hero.

However, the agility system of the T1 echelon is ultimately not as fast as the T0.

With a "bright" smile on Fang Chang's face, bullet time was turned on, a hand grabbed his shoulder, and forcefully caught the mole who was about to pee and escape.

"Come back here."

joke.

If he were to leave, all eyes would be on him?

At least I have to keep someone by my side to help share the pressure that is visible to the naked eye.

The Mole couldn't laugh or cry.

"Brother, you don't need to be nervous. Maybe you can make the difference. They will interpret this as, uh, a formal dress?"

Fang Chang: "Damn it, you look like this in formal clothes!"

The sign-raising process soon began.

Fang Chang only hopes that this session will end soon.

Brother Bian's Gwent is still a bit interesting, Yin Leina's "Lao Gan Daddy Chili Sauce" and Mosquito's "Laokeng Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles" are acceptable, but they won't kill him on the spot.

However

The development of things was beyond his expectation.

As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately raised his right hand.

"I will pay 100Cr"

In less than half a second, a second hand was raised.

"500!"

"2000!!"

"I'll pay ten thousand!!!"

With the bid of 10,000, the atmosphere at the scene was instantly pushed to a peak.

And this is obviously not the highest bidder.

People kept raising placards, pushing the atmosphere to an even higher level.

Looking at the rich people vying to bid, Fang Chang was completely dumbfounded, and he was completely stunned.

Finally, the first piece of art from Tengteng House was bought by a shareholder of the Endpoint Group for 50,000 Cr.

In everyone's envious eyes, the man with short hair walked out of the crowd with a beaming smile, followed an android, and walked towards the back of the venue.

Mole, who was being carried by Fang Chang, swallowed and stared straight at the man with a proud look on his face.

that thing

fifty thousand?

Half a magnetically confined plasma machine?

"Are you crazy?!"

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