This Game Is Too Realistic

late at night.

Not long after Sindison fell asleep in a good mood, she was woken up by a rapid knock on the door.

Picking up the glasses from the bedside table and putting them on, he got out of bed with a frown and walked towards the entrance angrily, cursing.

"Knock, knock, knock... Knock on Nima's door! What time is it? Can't we wait until tomorrow to talk about something? What the hell!"

At this moment, Hindison obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and didn't even think about it at all.

After all, the news about the fire in the printing factory has not yet reached here, and the subordinates who went with the *** team have not come back to report to him.

If the news reached here, he would probably panic, but it would probably only be a panic.

Whether it was bribing the employees of the printing plant or investigating the source of the newspapers, it was all done by his subordinates. He was just controlling the whole process behind the scenes.

At most, I met a few times when we met.

No matter how powerful the alliance manager is, he can't put an eye on his head, right?

He opened the door angrily.

Cindyson was about to curse, but was stunned.

What caught his eye was neither his secretary nor the hotel waiter, but serious faces and IDs that almost hit his face.

he.

The leading man was wearing an officer's uniform and looked at him with cold eyes, "We are from the Guards Regiment. We suspect that you are a spy from the Bugra Free State and are suspected of inciting destruction. Please come with us."

"A spy?!"

Sweat suddenly broke out on Cindyson's forehead. Looking at the elite soldiers with guns and ammunition at the door, he was almost frightened, and his voice started to stutter.

"Wait, do we...do we have any misunderstanding?! I just

He is a businessman who does business honestly, how could I possibly be a spy?

The evidence was conclusive, and the officer didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He just said, "Take him away."

Several soldiers filed in, handcuffed Hindison who was wearing pajamas, twisted his arms and escorted him out.

"Wait a minute - let go! Ahhh! Alliance soldiers killed people! Help!"

A howl like a slaughtering pig rang out in the corridor.

Hindison, who had never seen such a fight before, was so frightened that tears and snot hung on his face, and his pants were wet even though no one punched him. The officer looked at this shameful thing with disdain. He now has some suspicions that there may indeed be some misunderstanding in this guy's case. After all, a truly trained spy would not be so cowardly.

But so what?

Even if he wasn't a spy, there would be no difference in what he did. After taking it back, he will interrogate it carefully.

Awakened by the pitiful howling like a slaughtering pig, the doors in the corridor opened one after another, and a head that only watched the excitement and didn't take it too seriously was poked out.

There are still relatively few wastelanders who are afraid of death. After all, not everyone comes from settlements with a good life.

Looking at the guys who were whispering to each other and watching the fun, the officer winked at the tenth soldier next to him.

The latter understood it, took out an arrest warrant from his arms, waved it towards the residents who were watching the excitement, and said loudly.

"This is an arrest warrant signed by the Alliance Court. We will conduct a public trial of the suspect within seven days, and the court date will be announced in the court!"

"Friends who have come from afar, please rest assured that we will never wrongly accuse an innocent good person, but we will never lightly forgive a criminal who disrupts our order. If you are curious about what crime he has committed, you can go to the court and apply to observe.

Routine completed.

He put away the arrest warrant and followed other comrades to escort the struggling and noisy Hindison downstairs of the hotel.

In another hotel not far away, the same scene was happening.

Involved in the case of "Qingquan City Daily" is not only the mastermind Cindyson, but also

The other six were traveling traders from the Bugla Free State.

Such a big movement, coupled with the previous gunfire on the street and the fire in the industrial area, the news quickly spread throughout the city.

Since those arrested were all traders from the Bugla Free State, traders who were just passing by were trembling with fear and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Is this going to start a war with our neighbor to the north? It's not so sudden, right?

Throughout the night, all the merchants from Bugla were anxiously inquiring about what happened, for fear that they would be implicated...

The long night is finally over.

Early the next morning, a voiceless exclamation suddenly came from the office of the editor-in-chief of the "Daily Survivor" newspaper.

"All the burn is gone?!"

After hearing that the newspaper printed yesterday was burned down, the editor-in-chief of "Survivor Daily" Zhao Yigeng blurted out a sentence and was stunned and silent on the spot.

This outrageous thing has never happened before, not even when the front line was less than fifty kilometers away from the industrial zone!

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about tomorrow's headlines, but unfortunately, today's update is probably gone.

Faced with this situation that he had never encountered before, Zhao Yigeng didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Just when he was having a headache, there was a knock on the door. Thinking that it was probably the editor who submitted the manuscript, he reflexively raised his head and shouted.

"Come in. The door opens.

However, looking at the person who walked in, Zhao Yigeng was startled and stood up from his desk with a loud noise.

The same goes for the secretary standing in front of the desk. He opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the man with a warm smile at the door. He didn't know where to put his hands for a moment.

Zhao Yigeng took three seconds to quickly arrange his appearance, hurriedly squeezed out a hasty and enthusiastic smile towards Chu Guang, straightened his right hand and stepped forward to greet him.

"Nice to meet you! Dear Mr. Manager, what brought you here? I'm just kidding you. I didn't prepare anything." He said.

After holding the editor-in-chief's hand and shaking it, Chu Guang let go and smiled.

"You're too polite. I just happened to be passing by here and came in to take a look. I hope I didn't disturb your work.

"Why bother! Xiao Wang, please make a cup for Mr. Manager... Mr. Manager, please take a seat!" Zhao Yigeng's face lit up with excitement. As he spoke, he invited Chu Guang to the sofa next to him. "Okay, okay!" The secretary named Xiao Wang hurriedly ran to the teapot nearby, and almost spilled water on the filing cabinet because he was so hasty.

Embarrassed by the enthusiasm of these two people, Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"Don't be so nervous. That... I won't sit on it anymore. I'm afraid I'll have to get a new one if I sit on it."

Chu Guang dropped this sentence in a joking tone, and then looked at the secretary who put the tea on the table, and said kindly, "Your name is Xiao Wang, right? Please go out for a while, Mr. Editor-in-Chief and I There is something to discuss."

Both of them were stunned when they heard this.

However, Editor-in-Chief Zhao’s response was very quick.

Under the crazy gesture from his eyes, the secretary named Xiao Wang quickly left the office and closed the door for the two of them.

Went out to the corridor.

Xiao Wang soon saw that the guard who always followed the manager was standing here, and his heart suddenly beat.

What on earth did Mr. Zhao do?

The manager actually made a visit in person...

It wasn't just Xiao Wang who was standing in the corridor who was muttering. The most nervous one was of course Zhao Yigeng who was standing in the office.

How excited he was just now, now he is so nervous.

The tone of the manager's words always made him feel like he was being questioned. However, after pondering for a long time, he couldn't figure out what he had done wrong to offend this adult.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, Chu Guang slowly spoke.

"The reason I came here is to ask you about today's newspaper.

Is there any content about the East District of Qingquan City? "

When Zhao Yigeng heard that this was the case, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"No! Don't worry about that! After receiving the news about the martial law in the East District of Qingquan City, I immediately informed the editorial department and asked them to suppress the relevant news.

Chu Guang: "Who asked you to press me!"

"Ah..." Zhao Yigeng was stunned by the scolding. He opened his mouth and really couldn't think of anyone who could blame him. He shook his head nervously, "That's not true."

Although the alliance invests a lot in the media, it rarely directly interferes with the development of the media. At most, it sets a business scope for them to handle on their own.

For example, although the "Daily Survivor" is collectively owned by the shelter, the shelter has never appointed senior management on behalf of the shelter to interfere in the operation of the newspaper.

Zhao Yigeng himself is the leader of "Survivor Daily".

*** He made the decision based on the above documents and his own political sense. This order was given from him. Indeed, no one ordered him to do this.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so. After all, the celebration was coming soon, and there would be a funeral after the celebration.

Even if you want to report on the news in the East District of Qingquan City, you have to wait until these two major events that deserve more attention have passed, right?

Moreover, it still depends on whether the alliance authorities intend to keep this matter secret.

Seeing that Chief Editor Zhao was completely unaware of the problem, Chu Guang sighed and continued patiently.

"Martial control is to prevent unrelated people from entering and encountering danger. The cause of death will not be clear at that time. There are not only slime mold fruiting bodies, but also alien species, and there may even be mutants or predators that flow there! We have enough The guarantee can ensure the safety of 'Xiao Yu', but if someone dies inside, even if it is not at the hands of Xiao Yu's fruiting entity, people will subconsciously attribute their fate to it, which will lead to irrational panic. .”

"The residents of the shelter are exploring a way of life with the harmless slime mold fruiting bodies. Qingquan City East District will lift military control when the situation is appropriate..."

Looking at Zhao Yigeng, who was nodding like he was talking nonsense, Chu Guang stopped talking and said with hatred.

"I'm not saying this just to get you to click a few hairs on your head, but to get you to write these things in our newspaper! You have to interview people worth interviewing, and the Alliance Biological Research Institute has people far more professional than me. Experts, then you have to tell our citizens why we are doing this, what are the benefits of doing this, what are the risks, have we considered these risks, and what preparations have we made for these risks... ...But what have you done?" "If there is no Qingquan East District in the "Daily Survivor", does Qingquan East District not exist? If you don't report the things, others won't care? There will always be people who will cover the things you don't care about. Care for us, and there will always be people who will unite for us if we don’t unite!”

Although Chu Guang's words were relatively restrained, they were ultimately criticisms. Under the influence of his own prestige and momentum, they weighed on Zhao Yigeng's shoulders like a big mountain.

Even though Chu Guang didn't mean to embarrass him, he even took his face into consideration and sent his subordinates outside before speaking.

Looking at Editor Zhao who lowered his head like a child who made a mistake and dared not make a sound, Chu Guang sighed and continued in a gentle tone.

"People trust us, and what we should do is respond to this trust, instead of expecting them to unconditionally understand our difficulties every time. What's more, let me tell you, this is a fucking problem, can it be more difficult to deal with than the Legion and the Wave? It is completely because some people are smart enough to take the initiative to give up the position under their feet to others. What is the difference between this and deserting?

Don't! "

Zhao Yigeng lowered his head with a heavy expression, with a look of painful regret on his face and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

He knew about the Qingquan City Daily, but because the content was too outrageous, he didn't take the clown seriously at all.

However, this is also the problem. Because the "Survivor Daily" did not report the news about the East District of Qingquan City, and a series of sub-magazines did not mention it at all, the "Qingquan City Daily" became the only one that dared to report.

Newspapers that spoke out.

Fortunately, the other party was not fully prepared.

If those guys had been more prepared, slightly adjusted the ratio of truth to rumors, and written a little more realistically, I'm afraid the consequences would have been completely different...

The more Zhao Yigeng thought about it, the more scared he became, and cold sweat slid down his forehead unconsciously.

He has realized the seriousness of the problem. road.

Seeing that the critical voice stopped, he lowered his head and said in a serious tone

"This was a mistake at work... I'm sorry, I betrayed your trust!"

Seeing that he had realized his mistake, Chu Guang's anger subsided a little, and he continued with a patient tone.

"The person you should apologize to is not me, but all the white people who believe in you. The position of public opinion is there. If you don't occupy it, our enemies will rush in. We have the first-class warriors in the wasteland, and they march with lofty ideals. When they go to the battlefield and charge without fear of death, I don't want them to be able to read only third-rate newspapers when they go home, and all their efforts will end up being a joke to the enemy.

Even the academy, which has always been proud and arrogant, admits that the results they have achieved in Qingquan City are incredible miracles. This is obviously something to be proud of.

Printing shop.

They should be lighting celebratory bonfires, not their own

Even the Legion didn't bomb his factory, but it ended up being targeted by his own people during peacetime.

Chu Guang, who had already lost his anger, couldn't help but harden his fists again.

Zhao Yigeng looked at him tremblingly, reflecting on what he had done wrong to make the manager unhappy.

At this moment, there was a noise in the corridor outside, and one of the voices sounded familiar, attracting Chu Guang's attention.

"What's wrong with the report I wrote! The safety analysis of the brood nest in the city center was the opinion of Professor Heya, the director of the Alliance Biological Research Institute. Why can't it be published?!"

The high-pitched voice was like an angry kitten, and Chu Guang knew immediately that it must be a girl with green hair.

It's not that he is familiar with her voice, it's mainly that he is too familiar with the pens under his hands, and he will never make such a sound.

Sure enough, another voice sounded right after.

"Heh, the director of the Alliance Biological Research Institute does not represent the Alliance."

Got it! "

But that professor is the person with the most in-depth research in this field.

"I know, but science is one thing, reality is another, and we can't always trust science

"What are you talking about?! We don't believe in science, how can we believe in the giant horned deer god?"

"You can always trust the manager. Hey, why don't you understand? You are a reporter for the Survivor Daily, so you have a little bit of a pattern!"

"...The Survivor Daily I'm familiar with is not like this."

"So you're gone, right? Anyway, before the celebration, don't report such potentially controversial news. You won't be able to show it to anyone. This is what the editor-in-chief means!"

"Then when can we wait until we can report it?!"

"It should be a few days after the funeral of the fallen soldiers...and the celebration."

"Are you crazy?! If it's delayed for a week, is it still news?"

Looking at Chu Guang, whose face was getting darker and darker, and Zhao Yigeng, who was listening to the quarrel outside the door, his expression gradually became uneasy.

Especially when I heard the words "So you are gone".

The "Daily Survivor" founded by Hal in Boulder City is indeed gone, but in terms of results, the inner city that killed it eventually disappeared with it.

This guy talks so carelessly! Zhao Yigeng coughed dryly and said.

"I'll go tell my colleagues in the editorial department..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the office was pushed open, and Dolly rushed in carrying a draft.

Following her was Yang Yan who worked in the same office and was also her boss.

She was planning to talk to the boss

After some reasoning, I saw that Chu Guang was also here. For a moment, both of them were stunned.

"Mr. Manager?!" "Why are you here?"

Instead of blaming the two of them, Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"I don't want to get involved in your arguments, but let me interject from a personal perspective. I will always believe in science, and I recommend you to do so...but this is not mandatory."

Looking at Dolly who was stunned, he continued in a gentle tone. "Can you show me your report?"

Heya didn't mention to him that she had been interviewed by "Daily Survivor". It seemed to her that it was just a trivial matter.

And indeed it is.

Just like Chu Guang himself, he didn't care much about the "Qingquan City Daily" that old Charlie brought at first. After all, there were too many more important things to do.

In addition, Chu Guang has always encouraged those in blue coats to put down their reserve and communicate more with the wastelanders. Don't think that the wastelanders don't understand anything and just say nothing.

This is how the bastards of the Enlightenment Society isolated themselves. Human beings have a natural admiration for knowledge and experience, but no one likes an arrogant guy.

Looking up at Chu Guang standing in the room, Dolly nodded blankly and handed over the draft in her hand.

Chu Guang glanced at it after taking it.

The above basically clearly stated all the questions he had raised with Chief Editor Zhao before, and it was narrated from an objective standpoint.

And this is what satisfies him the most.

"Survivor Daily" is not only a channel for the public in the alliance to obtain information, but also a channel for other local newspapers and private media in the alliance to obtain information. If a sentence is misrepresented from the beginning, it will definitely be misrepresented in the end. Go somewhere inside or outside.

"Well written."

After giving an appreciative comment, Chu Guang handed the draft to Zhao Yigeng.

Seeing the satisfied expression on Chu Guang's face, the latter quickly took the draft with both hands and solemnly swore.

strip! "

"I will immediately arrange for the editorial department to arrange it at the beginning of the next issue.

While speaking, Zhao Yigeng looked at Yang Yan who was standing behind Dolly and winked at him.

The editor immediately recovered from his daze and straightened his back. "I'm going to contact the printing house right now and ask them not to rush to reprint the version sent yesterday!"

"It's not just the headlines, such a big thing can't be explained clearly in one page!" Chu Guang looked at Dolly, who was stunned by the surprise, and continued in a pleasant tone, "I hope there will be one issue... at least The three-issue column will completely clarify all misunderstandings and completely dispel the concerns of alliance residents about Xiaoyu!"

Hearing this surprising good news, Dolly clenched her fists excitedly and didn't know how to express her gratitude. At this time, she suddenly thought of something again, and quickly took this opportunity to ask.

"Wait a minute, dear administrator, is Xiaoyu the name of the nest in the shelter? I heard that it can understand Renlianwu... Can I interview it?"

Heya did not make a promise to her, but just suggested that she seek the advice of the manager. However, it was too difficult to meet the manager.

"Of course, Xiaoyu is a very interesting guy. In fact, many people have seen him before he became a brood nest. By the way, you can bring him some sweets as a greeting gift."

After saying this in a joking tone, Chu Guang then looked at a

Editor Zhao, who was standing next to him, continued.

"In the future, don't do reading comprehension blindly. Rather than trying to figure out what I think, it's better to do what you should do well."

He will instruct the relevant people to keep secrets that are truly related to the collective interests of the alliance. There is no need to

Zhao Yigeng immediately stood up straight, straightened his back, and gave a military salute like a soldier.

"Understood! I will definitely remember your teachings!"

"I'm not an expert in this field. You should learn more from those journalists from Boulder City. Progressive voices are everywhere. Okay.

, I won’t stay here any longer. You can continue to do your work. I also have to do what I should do. "

Chu Guang smiled and nodded. After speaking, he glanced at Lu Bei who was standing at the door and left with the loyal young man.

Next he had to meet with company representatives.

The representatives of the college have already given him an astonishingly generous gift. I wonder what kind of surprise the council will give him...

After all, we are old friends who have worked together for a long time. You can't give it less than what others give you, right?

(Thanks to the leader of "ku—jiang" for the reward!!!)

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