This Game Is Too Realistic

On the elevator leading to the airship.

The Elf King Fugui, carrying his luggage, was waving goodbye to his good brothers standing on the platform.

"Goodbye brothers! When I become the overlord of the southern sea area, I will treat you to delicious food and spicy food!"

He heard that there were wrecks of a space station from the pre-war era in the southern seas. He bought a set of diving equipment and planned to go there to try his luck at fishing out a still-usable power armor?

Then just graduate in disguise!

Even if it's broken, it doesn't matter. As long as 10% of the parts are still good, it's more than enough to sell it for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of silver coins. The canyon fugitive mole standing on the platform smiled and waved.

"It's okay, I have a hunch that I'll be able to see you in a few days."

He is not interested in participating in such small activities, as long as the money is available. What's more, he will fly to Ideal City in a few days to see how his game company is doing.

The chicken-eating game launched by Skeleton Studio has received rave reviews on Endpoint Cloud. Recently, he is planning to bring more sets of skins into the game to create a wave of leeks in the ideal city.

Elf King Fugui: "Gan! Is there anyone who curses a brother like you?" Irena standing next to him said with a funny look on his face.

"That's not bad. It also saves you a boat ticket back."

"Lao Na?" The young lad carrying fishing gear glanced at him and said hello in surprise, "Fuck? Why are you here too?" Irena chuckled.

"Just join in the fun, don't worry about it. And I heard that there are a lot of strange species there that we haven't seen before. We mainly want to go over and see what they look like."

Mole said with a playful smile.

"Don't kill the alien species there." Irena rolled her eyes.

"Go away! Am I that kind of person?"

While they were chatting, the elevator slowly rose, bringing the last group of players into the cabin.

After completing the loading, the height of the airship began to rise, and then the propellers hung on the belly and tail of the aircraft began to start, pushing the airship carrying dreams and hopes to the distant place.

"Hey, I'm jealous, Gan!"

Looking at the airship that was gradually sailing into the distance, the debtor stood on the platform watching the excitement, with an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred written on his face.

He also wanted to go there and have a look, but unfortunately now he had a large family of fruiting bodies to raise.

Although he felt that Baiyue Province should have the opportunity for those fruiting entities to show their talents, the freight cost was too high now.

We can only wait for the brothers from the Niu Ma Group to open a few more flights and lower the air ticket prices before we go there to have a look... "Let's go, let's go." After watching the good brothers leave, Mole put away the Waving hands, ready to leave from the platform. At this moment, another inflatable airship docked above the inflatable station and slowly dropped the fixed ropes and elevators. The man standing on the elevator was dressed in luxurious clothes, with an arrogant expression and a mustache raised upward, just like the king of playing cards.

Including Mole, Big Eyes and many other veteran players, the players on the platform all smelled the plot invariably, stopped and cast curious glances at the elevator. .

The elevator stops.

A group of people stepped off the airship.

When they saw the familiar face mixed in among them, Mole, Big Eyes and others suddenly widened their eyes and couldn't help but blurt out "fuck".

Bathed in the eyes of those looking up, Benoit's face was filled with pride and pride, and he was very satisfied with the "envy" of these barbarians.

He now understood a little bit why those unsociable eastward expansionists were so enthusiastic when mentioning the expedition.

Although there is not the prosperity of Triumph City here, it still feels quite good to be surrounded by pairs of envious eyes.

However, his understanding was only a little bit, no more.

Just to satisfy that pitiful vanity, he spent a huge amount of manpower and material resources to go to war, launching a big expedition against an inexplicable opponent with no benefits in sight.

Such behavior

It's so selfish.

There are many doubts about Griffin's death, but his death was not unjust.

While he was immersed in his own world, Benoit suddenly heard the sudden "fuck" sound, and he casually tilted his ear to the pangolin following behind him and whispered softly.

"What the hell do you mean?"

The Warlander, who was winking wildly with his comrades, almost choked on his own spit, and hurriedly replied. "It expresses disbelief and admiration...you can understand it as a polite greeting."

"I see."

Benoit narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth, his expression seemed to be very useful.

The warlord's scalp was numb, and he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this guy would not do as the Romans do when he meets Mr. Manager.

It's a trivial matter for him to be embarrassed. What a disaster it will be if you wear it!

"Dear Mr. Benoit, welcome to Dawn City. I am Cheng Yan, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Alliance. The manager specially asked me to entertain you well. Although we have had some disputes before, the war is over, and those who come will It’s a guest.”

"I'm also pleased to meet you, Mr. Cheng," Benoit said with a formal polite tone. He glanced around and asked bluntly, "Where is your manager? I want to talk to him directly."

"The administrator has entrusted me with the diplomatic affairs of the alliance. It is the same with me to discuss any matters."

Facing Benoit's perfunctory expression, Cheng Yan's expression did not change at all, and he continued with the same polite expression.

"As for our manager, he is discussing the relevant charter and cooperation details of the slime mold research community with representatives from colleges and companies. If you want to meet with him, you must make an appointment in advance according to the charter... The same goes for colleges and companies. So."

Benoit's brows twitched slightly.

The envoy of the legion had never been so despised, which made him feel a little unhappy.

However, after hearing that the same was true for companies and colleges, he endured his temper and continued with an unhappy expression. "Our mission has more than a hundred people and needs a piece of land to be stationed."

Cheng Yan continued in a gentle tone.

"We have prepared a hotel for you."

"No need," Benoit raised his chin slightly, "I should have mentioned in the written diplomatic letter that we Weirant people only live in our own houses."

Cheng Yan made a helpless expression.

"Please don't get me wrong, we are just suggestions with good intentions... If you insist, then please do it yourself." Seeing the other party giving in, Benoit's eyebrows relaxed slightly, nodded, and followed him behind him. More than ten people got off the platform. The elevator rises slowly.

There are more than ninety people on the airship, and it takes several batches to get off. Some of them were Valantians, and some were their servants.

The staff following Cheng Yan couldn't help but murmur.

"This group of savages is so outrageous... Even though we have prepared a house for them, they have to set up their own tents." Other staff members nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Cheng Yan glanced sideways at his subordinates and said softly.

"There are many settlements in the wasteland that have different cultural customs from ours. You have to learn to understand them in order to have a good relationship with them... It's enough for us to do what we should do well."

In fact, it's not just the Weirant people who are weird.

In his opinion, the researchers at the college were equally strange. They had no good houses to live in, but had to sleep on vehicles. Moreover, this vehicle will be parked in a hidden place and will only land next to their airport when necessary. In comparison, the company's personnel may be a little more normal.

The only drawback is their obsession with high-rise buildings.

I heard that in the 100-story Ideal Hotel, all rooms below the 50th floor are empty and unoccupied. Very few tourists from Ideal City would choose rooms below the 50th floor.

Just when the legion's envoy arrived at Shuguang City, Chu Guang, who was in a meeting, had already learned about it through Xiao Qi

this matter. Take a break between meetings in the spacious lounge.

Chu Guang sat down on the sofa, took out the holographic computer pen from his pocket and placed it on the table. He gently touched the button to expand the screen and listened to the report from the Alliance Foreign Minister Cheng Yan.

"The Weirant people's envoy requested to be stationed near Dawn City. According to your instructions, I agreed to their request and gave them the open space near the station of the First Corps."

Looking at Cheng Yan in the light blue floating window, Chu Guang nodded. "Did they react?"

"No, they don't care about the location of the camp. The captain named Bennot is setting up camp with the members of the mission." When he said this, Cheng Yan paused for a moment and continued.

"In addition, I noticed that some of the waiters accompanying them seemed to be slaves, which is contrary to our laws... I am worried that this may be a hidden danger."

Long ago, when the Alliance was not strong enough, some compromises were made on the slave issue.

For example, merchants carrying slaves were allowed to pass through Dawn City, and they were only restricted from abusing captives and slaves. At the same time, slave owners were forced to place slaves in designated dormitories in the trading post to isolate the two.

Later, as the alliance's military and economic strength grew, the Refugee Home, a semi-official organization, would buy the survivors who had lost their freedom from slave owners at market prices and guide them to live a normal life.

But now, the Alliance has enough strength to say no to those slave traders, and even equates them with predators, taking the initiative to intercept them.

Whether they are frightened by the alliance's military power or coveted by the alliance's market, the passing merchants will consciously empty their carriages for the sake of silver coins and distance themselves from those unclean transactions.

After all, most merchants are chasing profits, and they cannot give up the entire forest for just one business. Order, like chaos, radiates outward.

However, the envoys from the legion are not merchants after all, and it is obviously inappropriate to deal with them by managing merchants. After listening to Cheng Yan's report, Chu Guang frowned slightly, thought for a moment and then said.

"Send them a copy of the alliance's laws and supplies, and gently remind them to respect our rules. The garrison we provide them is not equivalent to diplomatic territory, and we will not recognize the ownership of people by people. , let alone protect illegal rights and interests. Their diplomatic immunity can only guarantee their lives, but it does not guarantee that they will not be kicked out."

"Okay, I will convey it to them." After listening to Chu Guang's words, Cheng Yan nodded in agreement and couldn't help but feel a little headache. There was nothing wrong with this approach in his opinion, but he really couldn't figure out how to express this strong rhetoric euphemistically.

Chu Guang glanced at the time and saw that the intermission of the meeting was almost over, so he asked. "Is there anything else?"

Cheng Yan said immediately.

"There is one more thing...about the Xilan Empire."

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment. It took him a while to remember the information about this survivor force, and then he asked with a slightly weird expression.

"What's wrong with them?"

Cheng Yan nodded with a subtle expression and continued.

"I only learned recently that they sent an envoy to us some time ago. Their envoy has already left the Lion Kingdom and is expected to arrive near Luoye City within three days.... They hope that we will greet them at the border. , claiming that this was done to facilitate them in drawing our location on the map."

Chu Guang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he still suppressed his laughter and asked seriously. "They are also here for the mutant slime mold research community?"

Cheng Yan shook his head and said.

"Then they didn't mention it, and I feel that they may not know the situation on our side. According to the royal family of the Lion Kingdom, the original itinerary plan of the Xilan Empire mission seemed to only plan to visit the Falcon Kingdom and Camelback They took a tour of the kingdom and had no plans to go that far east...so they made a lot of weird jokes when they arrived at the Lion Kingdom."

Chu Guang asked curiously. "What kind of joke?" Cheng Yan said, slightly stunned.

"This... the Lion Royal Family didn't take the initiative to mention it. Do you need me to ask?"

"That's not necessary. Forget it if I didn't mention it." Chu Guang thought for a moment and gave serious instructions, "These people are guests. Please arrange a few cars to pick them up."

Cheng Yan nodded and said. "yes."

When the communication ended, the light blue holographic screen scattered into dots of starlight.

Chu Guang picked up the holographic computer pen on the table and stuffed it back into his pocket, stood up and walked out of the lounge, returning to the conference room next door with a smile on his face.

Now representatives from the legions, colleges, and enterprises gathered together again. The moment to decide the fate of this wasteland has arrived again! --

News of the Legion's arrival quickly spread throughout the city.

Although news of legion dispatching envoys had spread a long time ago, because Pioneer City was too far away from the core territory of the alliance, no one paid much attention.

It wasn't until people saw the group of Wilantes appearing in Dawn City with their own eyes that the relevant news spread at an incredible speed.

at dusk. The lobby of the Highway Town Hotel.

The drunkards sitting at the table were chattering noisily, talking about the news they read in the newspapers and the rumors they heard from hearsay.

"Really or not?! The messenger from Triumph City has arrived at Dawn City?"

"Of course it's true! Many people saw their airship under the inflatable airport!" "I can recognize that big nose at a glance!"

"Haha! Those big noses have the nerve to come back! Didn't they suffer enough defeat?"

"It seems that these guys have really been defeated, otherwise they wouldn't have sent envoys to talk to us."

"It's unbelievable... In other words, there are now messengers from colleges, companies, and legions gathered in Dawn City at the same time?!" "It's amazing!"

Listening to people's excited discussions, Lisa's eyes were filled with surprise as she held the tray in both hands. A mission from Triumphal City?

Thinking that the pangolin had gone to Triumph City, those eyes filled with surprise gradually became filled with a look of expectation. Those people might have news about him...

Seeing the expression on the little girl's face, Lao Bai, who was sitting in front of the bar, took a sip of beer and said with a joking smile. "The legion's station is next to the first legion's barracks. Let's go there and ask... before it gets dark yet."

Of course he knew that Warlander guy was there.

But he felt that it would be more surprising if she discovered it by herself.

Lisa glanced at him gratefully, bowed deeply, and then hurried to the kitchen behind the bar to ask for leave from Old Hook.

Looking at the swaying curtain in front of the kitchen door, Lao Bai grinned. The mole sitting next to him burped and said in a joking tone.

"I bet that Warlander bitch is going to be shocked...that someone has been waiting for him somewhere he doesn't know about for a whole year."

"You guys are too stubborn. You've been holding it in for so long without telling anyone." Teng Teng, who was sitting nearby and drinking sparkling water, said teasingly.

"Haha, it's more interesting this way!"

The mole chuckled maliciously, then turned his head to look at the fountain commander at the next table and asked. "Do you think that guy will accept it?"

Quan Shui made a helpless expression.

"Who knows, I've known that bitch for so long, but I still don't know what he's good at." Teng Teng, who was sitting at the bar and drinking sparkling water, suddenly interjected with interest.

"Is there a possibility...that he actually has Colway in his heart? After all, they have been together for so long, it is inevitable that some friendship will develop, right?"

The male compatriots sitting next to the bar all shuddered involuntarily, and the man who was drinking water even choked and coughed.

Quan Shui also coughed.

"I feel that this possibility is very small...otherwise I would lose my moral integrity at the worst possible time."

"???" I was struggling with being disconnected and raised my head with a confused look on my face. Just as I was about to open my mouth to retort, I was disconnected again. "What if?"

Looking at Teng Teng, whose cheeks were slightly red due to excitement, Crow Crow made a helpless expression. "Sorry, our Tengteng drank too much."

Teng Teng quickly turned to look at her.

"Hey! I drank sparkling water!"

"Ahem! Since everyone is so interested, why don't we bet on something!" Debt Big Eyes chuckled and took out a notebook, "It's a small bet for Yiqing, I'll be the banker_. I'll pay 100 silver coins and bet on the battlefield. This bitch is definitely not picky about his food!"

"I bet that guy will definitely be cowardly... otherwise he would have taken action at that time, there is no need to wait until now," Quan Shui just raised his hand and wanted to bet 100 silver coins, but after thinking for a while, he hesitated, so he changed his words. , "Just deposit 50 silver coins."

Teng Teng also raised his hand excitedly. "I, I, I, Oshiko--"

"Rejected! There are only two options, next!" "Bang!"

"My bet on the warlord must be cowardly! After all, he is so fast, so he definitely doesn't want others to know." "Hahaha! Then I'll bet against you!"

Everyone was joking with each other, and in just a few minutes, twenty or thirty people were already placing bets. Debt was written with big eyes, and then he looked up at Lao Bai, who was just drinking and not talking, and asked with a smile.

"What about you, Lao Bai?"

"Me?" Lao Bai was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "I don't care, it's his own business how to choose." Debt said with a big-eyed smile.

"I'm sure, brother, can you press that guy's head for these 100 silver coins? Isn't this a fun bet." Lao Bai made a helpless expression and took out a 100 silver coin bill.

"I'll put down 50 silver coins each."

Debt-eyed: "Gan! That's okay too!"

The fugitive mole in the canyon: "It's too easy to bet on both sides!"

It was getting dark outside before I knew it, and the street lights were on.

Nearly an hour has passed since Lisa set off, and the topic of conversation has gradually changed from the war zone to the port in the Baiyue Strait.

At this moment, I finally managed to get online. I put my hands on the table and stood up unsteadily with the topic from an hour ago.

"Hiccup - after talking for so long, why not go over and take a look! Brother Meng, is there anyone who wants to take a look with me?"

"Let's go." Commander Quan Shui at the same table took out the VM and paid the bill. He helped me, who couldn't stand still, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the grandson comes, so I'll go take a look."

Crow Crow, who was sitting at the bar with Teng Teng, also raised his hand curiously. "Me, me, me! Take me with you to watch the fun!"

Just when everyone was making noises, the owner of the hotel, Old Hook, suddenly came out of the back kitchen and spoke to Old Bai sitting in front of the bar with a worried look.

"Lisa told me to be back in an hour, but it's dark outside now...I'm not stingy with that little time, but the kid has always been punctual. This kind of thing has never happened before."

Seeing the old man's worried look, Lao Bai put down the wine glass in his hand and gave him a reassuring look. "Don't worry, I'll go take a look."

"Thank you, I'll treat you to this drink!" Old Hook looked at Old Bai gratefully, then suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out the terminal to prepare for the editing task.

Almost every tavern and hotel in the alliance has this "mercenary system" installed. Whether it's cleaning alien nests or finding lost cats, you can place orders through it.

As long as they don't violate the laws of the alliance, someone will come to help them solve the problem.

Seeing the old man's actions, Lao Bai grinned and reached out to hold his wrinkled hand. "You're welcome, this drink is enough as payment."

After saying that, he stood up from the bar, followed Commander Quanshui and some of my darkest players out of the hotel, and headed towards the brightly lit street...

On the other side, Foreign Minister Noreg of the Bugla Free State, who was visiting Dawn City, also received news that the legion's envoys had arrived in Dawn City.

Although there was no surprise that the Legion was interested in the "Slime Mold Research Community", the speed of reaction of the Valantians really surprised him.

It’s tens of thousands of kilometers from Triumph City to here! There is a vast expanse of desert in between!

If a general caravan wants to travel from Luoxia Province to the west coast of the mainland, it will take at least half a year, and it may even take a year to stop and go!

Arriving in such a short time is enough to show that the other party attaches great importance to this meeting, and I heard that the identity of the visiting envoy is still the Captain of Ten Thousands!

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Noreg looked extremely solemn.

Although Mayor Odo is a pro-corporate politician, this does not mean that the Free State must completely abandon its old friend the Legion.

However, now Triumph City has sent an envoy to Dawn City!

And this is not the arbitrary decision of a certain faction within the legion, but an instruction issued by the supreme marshal. Noleg couldn't help but have a trace of sadness on his eyebrows.

Could it be...

Has the eastward expansion faction completely lost power within the legion?

Just when he was hesitating on how to report the news to Mayor Odo, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

After a moment, his secretary appeared at the door. "New situation!"

With an overjoyed expression on his face, the secretary looked at Noreg in the room and spoke hurriedly without even taking a breath.

"Legion's envoy! Those Valantians! There's a conflict with the Alliance people!"

"What?"

Noleg was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy. "Take me to see it quickly!"

The secretary nodded hastily excitedly. "yes!"