This Game Is Too Realistic

On the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, in the northwest section of Fries Port, behind a one-step-wide trench is a three-meter-high earth wall, and in front is a fence wall made of sharpened wooden stakes.

In the grass not far from the fence wall, there were corpses lying scattered on the ground.

Most of them are left by alien species, and a few are players who were caught off guard.

Looking at the corpses on the ground and the mud that was almost dyed red with blood, Yin Leina, who turned off the safety of her rifle, suddenly said with a subtle expression.

"I always have an illusion."

The Elf King Fugui standing aside looked at him. "How does it feel?"

Glancing around the dense rainforest and grass ahead, Yin Leina thought for a long time and said in an uncertain tone.

“…..This land feels like it’s alive.”

The blood-stained tree shadows and rustling grass swayed, looking particularly dazzling under the blazing sunlight, especially the chirping insects floating out of the shadows, like the whispers of monsters, and the dense rain forest was That monster's mouth...

This wasn't the first time he had felt this way.

He had this feeling the first time he went out in search of water...

........

Time goes back to two hours ago.

When the sky was still dimly lit, more than twenty diligent power-type players got online early, carrying axes and chainsaws to clear up wasteland in the forest northwest of the camp.

"Brothers, work harder! Try to see the top of the mountain before dark!"

"Ouch!"

There is a relatively high hill on the northwest side of Chipout Port. It not only has a wide view, but also overlooks the entire Chipout Harbor and the nearly ten kilometers of coastline.

Not only that, there are also abundant fresh water resources and "ruin mines" common in the wasteland in the nearby area, which shows its strategic significance.

If the highlands on the northwest side can be controlled, it will undoubtedly be of great help to the development of Chip Port.

Therefore, in order to facilitate the work of land reclamation, the Player Autonomous Committee of Potato Port unanimously decided to build a road leading to the highland to facilitate vehicle commuting.

The work of clearing the roadblocks was contracted to a caravan registered in the Merchant Guild named "Dog Haunted" for a price of 100,000 silver coins.

In "Wasteland OL", the caravan system is comparable to the corps system, which is equivalent to the guild organization of professional players.

After winning the project through bidding, the leader of the caravan immediately hired a group of strength animals to rush into the forest area in the northwest.

However, before the work had been done for half an hour, more than thirty mutated spiders suddenly rushed out of the jungle and collided with the players who were working at Hengchihengchi.

The spiders are as tall as a man, with colorful faces like butterfly wings. They can spray sticky silk threads to bind prey and tear it apart with dagger-sized fangs.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

The player who first laid eyes on this monster was almost frightened to the point of disconnecting on the spot. Fortunately, his psychological quality is pretty good.

He picked up the ax and swung it forward. The heavy ax blade smashed into the spider's head and splashed slurry.

"whispering sound--!"

The mutated spider let out a shrill cry and staggered back a few steps.

The player was about to catch up and hit him, but before he even took a step, he was hit by a white thread shot from the side. Without even seeing his opponent, his ribs were torn open by a huge force.

Seeing the condition of his teammates, the player not far from the man immediately threw away his axe, took off the assault rifle from his back, opened the safety and shouted loudly.

"Enter the enemy--!"

In fact, if there is enough distance, a few dozen mutated spiders will never be the opponent of this group of players with strong martial arts.

However, the monsters in this game have never had martial ethics, and they don't even say hello when they appear.

In addition, there are dense jungles and shrubs nearby, and several power-type players wielding axes and chainsaws were almost immediately attacked by the sticky lake as soon as they saw the shadows of the spiders.

Hu's face was full of silk thread, and he lost his ability to resist on the spot.

Fortunately, their location was not far from the camp wall, and players who were operating nearby immediately came to support them.

The bursts of gunfire drowned out the fighting in the jungle, and traces of light penetrated the leaves and the carapace mixed with juice.

Facing the fire from thermal weapons, the silk spinning and fangs of the mutant spiders were still slightly inferior, and the battle situation quickly changed from an evenly matched battle to a one-sided fight.

After leaving behind more than a dozen corpses, the monsters probably realized that these two-legged animals were not easy to deal with, so they hurriedly retreated deep into the jungle.

The players who won the battle counted the losses and loot, untied the unlucky ones bound by spider silk, and dragged the bodies of the dead players back to the camp, ready to be sent to the active substance extractor recovery point to synthesize clones. s material.

After the battlefield was cleaned, everything seemed to be back to normal.

The players in Fries Port continue to be busy with their own affairs, cutting down trees, fishing, dusting, and going out to explore.

However, just when everyone thought that today's troubles were over, in less than two hours, more than a dozen mutant cheetahs with ugly faces and sparse hair came to the door to cause trouble.

These animals also didn't even say hello, and they came without warning. When they saw people, they would pounce on them and bite them.

The injured this time were still the "dog-infested" caravans and the strength animals hired by the caravans.

Although the perception players they hired temporarily had a premonition of the threat in advance, they still only had a few seconds to prepare.

Many people had just thrown away the logging and chainsaws in their hands, and before they had time to pick up and load the rifles leaning on the side, they saw a dozen monsters rushing towards their faces.

The combat effectiveness of this wave of mutant cheetahs is not comparable to that of the previous mutant spiders, and the casualties caused by this attack are much more serious than those two hours ago.

In just half a minute, nearly ten unlucky children were thrown to the ground and bitten to death, and only a few of them retreated quickly.

Looking at the messy logging camp, the "dog-infested" caravan captain looked like he was about to cry.

"This dog planner must have a grudge against me!" Yin Leina patted his shoulder sympathetically. "Condolences, brother."

He and Elf King Fugui happened to be at the door just now. When they heard the gunfire, they went up with other players to help.

Just like the previous attack, this group of mutated cheetahs turned around and ran into the woods after leaving ten corpses.

Yin Leina always had a feeling that these aliens seemed to have made an appointment, taking turns coming to the door of their camp to give away their heads.

"...Have you noticed that the alien species that have attacked our camp in the past few days have been coming in waves, and they are divided into groups according to their types?"

Elf King Fugui said with a subtle expression.

"Fortunately, they come one after another. If there were a large group of them, our camp might not be able to survive it."

"That's not necessarily the case... No matter what, let's collect the prey first."

Yin Leina smiled, leaned down and held up the mutated cheetah she had just killed. She looked at Elf King Fugui and called out, "Come and help."

We cannot let our dead brothers die in vain. "okay!"

Seeing that Lao Na had begun to clean the battlefield, Elf King Fugui immediately threw the gun on his back, stepped forward and hugged the mutant cheetah's two hind legs.

The two men carried the prey back to the camp one after another, and brought the dead leopard to the killing point not far from the west entrance of the camp.

A player wearing a leather apron was scraping his boning knife on the whetstone. Looking at the sticky blood all over his body, you could tell that this guy had not rested since morning.

His name is Qing Deng Gu Jiu. I heard that he is a doctor in real life, but for some reason he becomes a careless butcher in the game.

Looking at his skillful movements, Elf King Fugui couldn't help but guess in his heart that this guy probably didn't have the nerve to say that he was a veterinarian.

Moreover, this ID is both a lamp and a wine. It sounds like he is an uncle who was born in the 1970s or 1980s. He must be an old veterinarian.

Looking at the two people walking towards with the prey in their arms, Qingdeng Ancient Wine wiped his sweat, glanced at it and moved his chin towards the electronic scale on the side.

"Weigh yourself on the scale." "Ok!"

Yin Leina threw the mutated cheetah on the scale, and Elf King Fugui walked up and talked to the boss with a smile.

"Business is good, brother."

Qingdeng Ancient Wine said with a smile. "Harm, just make hard money." Elf King Fugui asked curiously. "By the way, are you really a veterinarian?"

"It's a - bah, it's a hammer, what kind of veterinarian? I'm a doctor!" He suppressed the words that came to his lips and Qingdeng Gujiu gave this guy a fierce look.

Elf King Fugui didn't take it seriously and continued with a playful smile.

"Really? Then you get off work so early and don't even work overtime?"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine waved his hand.

"Hell, join the hammer class, I resigned a few days ago." "Resigned?" Elf King Fugui was stunned for a moment, "Why?" Qingdeng Ancient Wine said with a smile.

"There's no reason for this. There aren't many people in my small clinic, and I only get a dead salary in a month. The boss thinks I'm annoyed, and I think the boss is annoyed enough. I might as well come here to work, and it's easy for a month. Wouldn’t it be nice to make more than 100,000 yuan? When I get rich, I can open a hospital myself!”

"666!" Elf King Fugui looked at this brother with admiration. If he had money, he wouldn't waste it like this.

Wouldn’t it be nice to keep it in the bank?

The two were chatting for a while when Yin Leina, who had finished weighing her prey, walked over from the electronic scale and interrupted their banter with a smile.

"Sixty-five kilograms in total. Boss, how much do you think is appropriate?"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine calmed down and spoke. "I'll pay some compensation. Will 217 come out?"

Before Lao Na could speak, Elf King Fugui said with a smile. "Let's round up 220. We still have to split it in half to get exactly 110."

Qingdeng Ancient Wine said cheerfully. "Okay, deal!"

While rolling up her sleeves and showing her V, Yin Leina couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It seemed like this guy had indeed made a lot of money as a butcher.

I didn't even bother to pay back the offer.

After transferring the money to Lao Na and Lao Wang, Qingdeng Gujiu dragged the prey on the scale to the back of the stall and left it under the shed for the time being, planning to deal with it later. .

There were already a lot of prey piled under the not-so-large shed, most of which were dragged from the woods outside the west entrance of the camp.

The meat of mutated cheetahs has an average taste, not much different from that of mutated hyenas. After slaughter, it is usually dried and salted, made into bacon jerky, and sold to expedition teams in need of dry food.

It just so happens that this place is right on the beach, and the most important thing is salt.

Dried meat actually doesn't sell for much money. What really sells for money is the skin of the mutated cheetah. This thing is much more expensive than the deer skin of a mutated elk. Since there are not many on the market, you can make a lot of money whether you transport it back to the Alliance or sell it to Silver Moon Bay.

In addition to mutant cheetahs, there are also mutant spiders.

Although a certain intelligence player has proven with his life that the mutant spider in this rainforest cannot be eaten, its silk glands and poison sacs are good things.

The mutated spiders in the Baiyue Province are much larger than the mutated spiders in the River Valley Province, and the quality of the materials they drop is also much higher.

Although in just one morning, more than ten players died in the survivors of French Fries Port, but overall it was not a loss.

In general.

Looking at the series of numbers on the V screen, the Elf King Fugui, who was walking towards the entrance of the camp, suddenly muttered something coldly.

"Lao Na, who do you think has been buying silver coins?" He had been curious about this issue a long time ago.

Although most players start playing the game part-time, it won’t take long for them to become professional players like him who spend an average of 16 hours online every day.

If the character doesn’t need to sleep in the game, he needs to eat in reality.

With food and exercise, he might just move into the world of "Wasteland OL".

It has nothing to do with addiction.

It's just that this world is too realistic.

It's like starting your life again, and you won't die.

But if you think about it carefully, there are still a lot of strange things.

For example, the mysterious operator of "Wasteland OL", and another example is the group of mysterious buyers at the "Bank Exchange" who list and purchase goods day and night.

Because of a certain "unspoken" tacit understanding maintained between the two parties, the closed beta players of "Wasteland OL" only need to do two random tasks in the game to meet their real life needs. If you play for a little longer and abide by the rules of the game, which are not very strict, you will be able to settle down in reality, and even become a prostitute.

It feels like there is a group of people raising them for nothing, wishing they could spend all their time in "Wasteland OL".

He doesn't dislike this feeling. After all, he enjoys this completely immersive gaming experience, and his material desires in reality have also dropped a lot.

He just didn't quite understand.

What are these "big shots" behind the scenes planning?

"Hey, if someone is willing to buy it, then of course it will be useful. What are you doing with your free time?" Yin Leina glanced at him sideways and teased with a funny look on her face.

The Elf King Fugui thought for a while and said with great imagination.

"I said what if, there are only tens of thousands of players in the game now and I can't see the problem. But when the game is in public beta, so many people will not go to work and go to the game to earn money. The society will not be in chaos."

Yin Leina: "e...Is there a possibility that silver coins can be exchanged for something that eliminates the need for people to work, or that some jobs do not require so many people."

Elf King Fugui was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean?"

Yin Leina said casually.

"Literally, for example, in the past, people in Dawn City relied on strength to move bricks. Now a set of miner's exoskeleton can allow an ordinary person to do the work of five people. Doesn't this mean that there are four more people who don't work? Whether they are working to clear dust or furniture, or lying on the bed to earn subsistence allowances, they are much more comfortable than when five people move bricks together."

Of course, this algorithm only discusses the total amount of social wealth created by a unit of labor, and does not involve distribution methods and other issues.

The progress of productivity is only a necessary but not sufficient condition for the improvement of living standards. It is not impossible to live a high-tech but low-quality life like the Bugla Free State.

But there is no doubt about one thing. Since someone is willing to pay to hire them to play in the game, it must be their gaming behavior of earning silver coins in "Wasteland OL", which has created a society that matches the money. value.

There were rumors on the forum before that in every auction after the expansion pack ended, the items auctioned were actually some black technology.

Some people even made special observations.

Shortly after each auction ends, there will be some moderate rumors in the industry or academia that a certain key technology has made a major breakthrough.

After a while, when people come to their senses, many people have already used the results of those technological breakthroughs.

He still remembers the time when "Wasteland OL" was first launched,

Smartphones can only be put on standby for a day or two at most, but I don’t know later.

Starting from that day, major mobile phone brands have successively launched models with ultra-long battery life of one week.

Then came new energy vehicles, with their cruising range suddenly doubling, and the market value of many battery and new energy vehicle companies more than doubling.

Elf King Fugui scratched the back of his head: "You mean, can silver coins buy a miner's exoskeleton in reality?"

Yin Leina made a helpless expression.

“I’m just giving an example, and I’m not saying it has to be an exoskeleton. It could also be something more basic that has a wider impact on various industries, such as technologies related to the three fields of energy, information, and materials.”

When it comes to this,

He couldn't help but make a joke.

"Maybe one day the reality will become like the era of prosperity. If everyone is happy, they will work for two days. If they are not happy, they will fire the boss and go to the moon. You are still worried that no one will work after the open beta of this game. ? I’m sure that by then the Earth’s President will wish you guys with nothing to do would move bricks in the game!”

Elf King Fugui: "Damn it, Era of Prosperity is just a game setting, what the hell is the ball leader?"

Yin Leina rolled her eyes.

"So what if I say, you don't have any dreams at all!"

Elf King Fugui frowned and thought for a while.

"But if according to what you said, there really is that kind of black technology that can make everyone do not have to work, I feel that we have to solve the problem of nuclear fusion..."

But the key to these outrageous technologies is not available on earth. You can't just conjure it out of thin air, right?

Could it be that the operator of "Wasteland OL" researched it himself?

Is there such an awesome organization in the world that single-handedly promotes the advancement of science and technology throughout civilization?

No--wait.

If you think about it carefully, the company that runs "Wasteland OL" is indeed pretty awesome.

Not to mention the game helmet they launched that is completely immersive and allows people to spend a second life in a dream. It is outrageous that no one knows the specific name of this company until now. !

Sometimes the elf king Fugui even couldn't help but wonder if their beloved Aguang had been abducted by aliens.

"...No matter what it is, there is no doubt that the technology is very expensive. Maybe silver coins are so expensive for this reason."

Patting Lao Wang on the shoulder, Yin Leina joked and continued.

"For a better tomorrow, for reality to enter an era of prosperity as soon as possible, for our old king to be able to buy a bionic maid in reality as soon as possible... let's first think about which ruins to dig up today?"

Compared to those distant things, this is a more realistic problem.

The income from hunting is just ammunition money for these "advanced players". If they really want to make a fortune, they have to start from those relics of the pre-war era.

Hearing Lao Na's teasing, Elf King Fugui came back to his senses from his random daydreams, and then smiled and said.

"Ah, that's easy to say. Let's wait a while and someone will come to send the task."

Yin Leina was stunned for a moment.

"Someone sent a mission?"

"Well, I heard from the guy Ye Shi that this time the scientific expedition team will come with the Cow Horse and open a branch here at the French Fries Port. I remember they set off the night before yesterday. They should be here by now. Almost there--

Elf King Fugui raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Coincidentally, before he finished speaking, two silver-white figures appeared in his sight, floating one behind the other below the clouds.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good guy! It's already here!" And two more ships are coming? !

Yin Leina took out her v and took a look. The [Scientific Expedition Team] sub-option that was originally grayed out in the mission interface became selectable again.

He immediately clicked on it and took a look, and a line of eye-catching "regional tasks" suddenly caught his attention.

[Task: Find the mother nest of Baiyue Province] [Published by: Alliance Biological Research Institute]

[Explanation: According to the clues obtained by the Alliance Biological Research Institute through the analysis of the original strain of Naguo, Baiyue Province is suspected to have or once had a mother nest of mutant slime mold, and the abnormal biological evolution of Baiyue Province may be related to this. 】

[Requirement: Find it! 】

[Reward: Provide any valuable clues to get phased mission rewards. The player or team that finally finds the nest will unlock the limited title of "Jungle Conqueror" and receive a total of 10,000 contribution points and 1 million silver coins as rewards! 】

When she saw the mission reward column, Yin Leina was stunned for only half a minute, until she heard an exclamation from the side.

“WTF?! A million?

! "

I don't know when I opened the taskbar. Looking at the long series of numbers on the V screen, Elf King Fugui's eyes widened.

Especially when he noticed that this mission was extended from the Nago strain sample they had collected before, the expression on his face suddenly felt as uncomfortable as constipation.

"Gan! This dog's head is too dark!"

He remembered correctly, that sample seemed to have only sold for 10,000 silver coins! After deducting one point for the loss of equipment for ten people, the average person only gets a few hundred silver coins.

This is so damn bad that we have to go to grandma’s house!

(I originally wanted to time it...but my hand slipped and I went out.)