This Game Is Too Realistic

"Brother, the number of views has exceeded one million!!!"

In the real world, there is a flat on the bank of the river in Jiangcheng.

Wearing a cool little T-shirt, Ye Jiu, with her legs raised high, was lying on her back on the soft sofa in the living room.

She was holding the latest ultra-long battery life tablet in her hands, her face was full of excitement, and she would shout with joy from time to time.

It was completely invisible from his lively appearance. Just a dozen hours ago, this guy had just died.

About five hours ago, her brother edited the battle video into a 5-minute short video and uploaded it to the forum.

This is not just his perspective, but also includes footage provided by other players in the group.

Smoke fell from the sky, fire rained all over the sky, and the clouds in the entire sky seemed to be burning. Especially the first-person perspective of the scene with a hail of gunfire and bullets, and the thick and long tracers moving freely through the scene. Just looking at it makes one's blood race and the heart beat wildly.

Especially after landing, the surprise attack that blew up the front gondola cabin, and the close-range "street fight" that broke out inside the airship made her blood boil with excitement.

Isn’t this more burning than Boruto? !

This five-minute video has completely transformed into a "recruitment" advertisement for the Burning Corps. The comments below the video are all "Big boss asking for guidance" and "Kneeling down to ask for beta test qualifications."

If it weren't for the short time it took to enter the game, the game's slow upgrades, and the relatively high threshold for the Burning Corps, she would have wanted to sign up to join the group!

"Brother! If this were station B, you would have become a big hit!"

Ye Wei, who had just returned from taking out the takeout, changed into slippers at the entrance, heard Jiujiu's shouting, and replied casually.

"If you post it elsewhere, there is a risk of censorship, so you can leave it in the forum."

Sharing the joy of the game with the netizens on the forum is a daily routine for beta testers. As for fame outside the game, Ye Shi is not interested in it.

And in the words of elder brother Fang, it is better to keep a low profile. If you get out of the circle, you will inevitably get into all kinds of troubles.

What's more, this video is not suitable for dissemination. Even with the addition of filters, it is still an R-rated video and will never pass the review on other platforms.

Moreover, domestic coverage of "Wasteland OL" seems to be restricted. Although the discussion flow in the group is basically not affected, there are few relevant news on streaming media platforms such as scarves and short videos, and it is officially I can't see any reports at all.

A trace of hope appeared on Ye Jiu's face.

"Hey, that's such a pity..."

"What's a pity about this? Can the amount of views increase the attack power?" Ye Wei chuckled and put the takeout he just took out on the table. "It's almost six o'clock and I'm going online. I'll leave the keys and change at the door. There is a shoe cabinet. If you want to go out for a walk, remember to lock the door when you come back. If you want to buy snacks, buy mine too. "

"It's too hot, don't go!"

As he said that, Ye Jiu suddenly rolled his eyes, climbed up from the sofa, grabbed the back of the sofa with both hands, and said with a smile.

"Say something, bro."

Ye Wei looked at this guy helplessly.

"What happened again?"

Ye Jiu blinked and said.

"When you put on the helmet, you can't feel anything happening outside, right?"

"It may not be able to wake you up from your dream. It can basically get you out of the game, but it's not fast at all." Ye Wei glanced at her, saw the thief's smile, and said warily, " Let me tell you first, I lock the door every time I play games."

"Damn it! There is no trust between people!" Ye Jiu shouted dissatisfied.

"hehe!"

Just kidding.

We are all from the same mother, how could he not guess the little tricks?

Ye Wei chuckled, and of course he would not say that he had had the idea of ​​painting a tortoise on her forehead before.

Turning back to the room, he closed the door and deliberately made the sound of turning the keyhole louder.

Seeing the door of the room tightly closed, Ye Jiu rolled her eyes, lay down listlessly on the sofa, hugged the tablet and continued to eat.

Time passed by second by second, and the sky outside the window became darker and darker.

Seeing that half of the closed beta test players in the forum were gradually reduced, Ye Jiu felt suddenly anxious. She felt uncomfortable no matter how she sat.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, she reached out to pick up the helmet and put it on. However, what she saw was not a new world with green trees and greenery, but only darkness with no light.

In the center of the pitch black, a light blue countdown appeared.

[Remaining resurrection time: 57 hours, 23 seconds and 11 seconds. 】

Ye Jiu's fist couldn't help but harden.

Damn it!

He has obviously been dead for a long time, but there are still 57 hours left in the conspiracy. Why does time pass so slowly!

Is this the withdrawal reaction that Boss Crow said? !

Hot chicken game!

It’s too embarrassing that the resurrection takes so long!

I couldn't stop myself, I felt depressed, and stared at the pitch black with trembling eyes.

Suddenly, a strange thought came into her mind.

By the way, will the same happen after death?

In a dark little room, waiting for the countdown to resurrection...

She took off her helmet and felt the cool breeze from the air conditioner. She stared at the helmet in her hand and pondered for a long time, and finally gave up and shook her head.

This question is too profound.

And it seems a little too early for her who has just graduated...

…

Wasteland world.

The morning sun rises from where the sea and the sky meet, and the ideal city located on the east coast finally welcomes the first ray of morning light in this wasteland.

At the same time, a video similar to the one widely circulated on the "Wasteland OL" forum also appeared on the streets of Ideal City.

Cyberpunk style coffee shop.

Several straight men in formal suits sat in front of a holographic projection device, looking at the images projected in the light blue cube, and exclaimed in surprise from time to time.

"hiss……"

"...More than 3,000 people died in one battle, which is too tragic."

"Are those people wearing black robes the Legion?"

"Is that still a human being? Jianyi is just like a beast..."

"Heart of Steel, I remember it seems to be modified from a frigate of the People's Federation era?"

"That's right, and it's a clumsy modification..."

"The Heart of Steel actually appeared east of the Great Desert. What do the big noses on the west coast want to do?"

"What's even more incredible is that those wastelanders actually knocked this thing down!"

Compared with the video produced by Ye Shi, Xiaoqi's edited version focuses more on the overall situation of the battlefield and runs through the entire battle.

Because it is a documentary rather than a game promotion CG, it shows the bravery of the alliance's regiments in combat. At the same time, it also highlights the brutality of the regiments and the casualties of the alliance's regiments.

And victory is hard-won!

A battlefield with a scale of ten thousand people.

There are more than a thousand motion recorders alone, and the Hummingbird drone is fully on standby, so there is not too much material available for editing.

And considering that the people of the wasteland are highly receptive to bloody scenes, only a simple filter was added to the video, and there was no coding.

It is precisely because of this that the shock felt by the residents of Ideal City, and the bloodshed and cruelty that hit their faces, was not only far greater than that of the cloud players on the forum, but even more than that of many closed beta players who participated in that battle. …

As the settlement of survivors closest to the pre-war era in the wasteland, the information level of the residents of Ideal City is the closest to the pre-war era in the entire wasteland.

Local residents use a series of smart wearable devices such as clothes, glasses, bracelets, and even artificial crystals implanted in the cerebral cortex, which can be used as a medium to receive information and connect to a local network called "Endpoint Cloud" road.

It is a micro-area network that mainly serves residents in ideal cities.

On the interconnected terminal cloud, any news with "hot-selling elements" can be added to the algorithm and quickly spread to every corner of the city.

In just one morning rush hour, the battle between the Alliance and the Legion at Ruigu became the hottest topic in Ideal City.

The video was provided by a friendly partner of the company and was said to have been uploaded privately by a liaison officer.

However, there are also other versions of rumors circulating in the market, saying that a senior executive of the company deliberately released it in order to pave the way for the company to interfere in the situation in central mainland China.

No matter what kind of rumors they are, they are no longer necessary.

Now there is a lot of anger on "Endpoint Cloud".

Although the residents of Ideal City hate war, no one objects to giving some money to show those greedy wolves a little color.

In a place like an enterprise, although the support of employees will not affect the decision-making of major shareholders, publicity and mobilization are still necessary.

If an independent individual is compared to a gear on a huge machine, then propaganda and mobilization are its lubricants.

Although the machine can still operate without that thing, the strain and energy consumption will double the cost of operation.

People need to know where their bullets are being sent and who their knitted clothes and bandages are going to be worn on.

In a just war, even workers on the assembly line can drive screws faster.

Kangmao Group Building, a light luxury and simple style office.

Sitting at his desk, Lei Lei was playing with the wine glass he got from his old friend Luo Yong, while listening to his secretary's report.

“…Endpoint will give us a yes vote for Proposition 771, but in exchange they will require us to take on more obligations in aid.”

"How much exactly?"

"At least three 㵕."

Hearing the secretary's answer, Kang Le smiled lightly.

"Haha, I have a big appetite."

The secretary standing in front of his desk is not a human being, but an android produced by the Leisure Group. Its name is Galaxy, its model is C-100, and its application scenarios are office assistants and health consultants.

Although the entire Ideal City was discussing the war situation on the Western Front, Kang Le did not care about how the wastelanders fought with the legion on the front line, let alone the life and death of the crew on the Pioneer.

That is something that the Silver Wings Group needs to worry about. They are the ones who caused the mess, and they should be the ones who are in trouble.

In contrast, he is more concerned about Proposition 771, which is being promoted by Kangmao Group - "Allowing bionic people to participate in public affairs."

At present, Ideal City's public properties and construction and development business fall within the business scope of Ideal Group. The digital services of the government system are provided by Endpoint Group, which provides intelligent equipment manufacturing and cloud services.

If bionic people are allowed to participate in public services, it means that Kangmao Group, which specializes in medical devices and bionics engineering, can get a piece of the business that originally belonged to Ideal Group and Endpoint Group.

The shareholders of Duandian Group and Ideal Group would not agree with this kind of sentiment, and their opposition was particularly strong.

So much so that its shareholders even yelled out at the board of directors, "If bionic people are allowed to participate in public affairs today, will they have to give citizenship rights to bionic people tomorrow?" This is an irrational fallacy.

The progress of Proposition 771 has not been smooth. Except for Kangmao Group's support, most of the other four companies have reservations.

Recently, however, the situation has taken a turn for the better.

The Silver Wing Group's exploration plan encountered setbacks, forcing the company to be involved in a direct conflict with the Legion. As a result, it had to make concessions on non-core interests in exchange for the support of the Kangmao Group's reinforcement proposal.

Adding to the favor sold to the arms dealer Changge Group, Kangmao Group has obtained at least three votes. Proposition 771, which was originally almost impossible to pass, is now no longer in suspense.

Seeing that the opposition has lost its meaning, the Endpoint Group has come out to propose Proposition 771. On the one hand, it is probably because it wants to sell a favor, and on the other hand, it is probably because it wants to spend less money.

Standing in front of his desk, Yinhe spoke in a gentle voice.

"...Actually, we don't need to pay attention to them. We already have more than half of the votes in our hands, and there is no suspense about the passage of Proposition 771."

Kang Le smiled faintly.

"Having said that, compared to a narrow victory of 3:2, wouldn't an overwhelming victory of 4:1 be more pleasant?"

His pupils flickered slightly, he analyzed the Milky Way for a few seconds, and then he spoke.

"If we get 4 votes, I think Ideal Group will probably abstain. The final result should not be 4:1, but 4:0."

Hearing this sentence, Kang Le laughed out loud.

Leaning back in his chair, he said with a comfortable expression.

"Interesting, when you say that, I look forward to the frustrated expressions on those old antiques' faces more and more."

Galaxy looked at the boss slightly confused.

"But what's the point of doing this?"

"The point is, it shows our unity."

The corners of his mouth turned up, Kang Le sat up from the chair and continued talking energetically.

"In addition, regarding the requirements of the Endpoint Group, I do not think it is a bad thing. On the contrary, it will be an opportunity for us...an opportunity to show our technical strength."

Looking at the expression on his face, there was a hint of surprise in Yinhe's eyes.

"Are you planning to send androids into the war?"

"Why not?"

Picking up the wine bottle on the desk, the man filled the empty wine glass with red wine.

Gently shaking the blood-like wine, he looked at himself reflected on the wall of the glass, with a faint smile on his lips.

"It is too barbaric to allow living people to participate in war. This is not what people do in Japan... We should have done this a long time ago."

Yinghe thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Correct judgment, according to the calculation results, this can reduce casualties by more than 74%, and it is also the option with the highest winning rate... So, how many pieces of equipment do you plan to invest? I will calculate the estimated cost for you based on the calculation results. "

"The specific assistance plan is still under discussion, but we have made a commitment to our allies that we will send the first wave of advance teams within 5 days, including the first batch of reinforcements and aid materials. The subsequent assistance will take one month. Arrivals are coming.”

After a moment of pause, Kang Le narrowed his eyes with contentment and continued to speak in a leisurely voice.

"To the west is Vault 0, and to the north is the Great Rift Valley... Changge Group's Director Dong is right. We should increase our influence in the southern part of the Valley Province. If they plan to eat this cake alone, it will be a bit confusing. Too greedy.”

Yinhe nodded and suggested you softly.

"Based on your needs, in addition to the mass-produced bionic man, I recommend sending 'Frost'. The A-130 model is our latest research and development of a war-purpose bionic man. The information processing chip it carries is compatible with a variety of weapons. "

Turning the chair to face it, Kang Le said in a casual tone.

"Can."

…

Compared with the extremely affluent Ideal City, the living standards of the residents of Boulder City are undoubtedly much shabby. It is impossible for them to use high-end smart wearable devices, and there are no operators to provide network services.

However, although the medium for disseminating information has changed from a holographic screen to paper, it does not affect people's sense of the indomitable bravery from the word "㫧".

And got almost the same shock and emotion from it.

Thanks to Hal’s pen and thanks to the Alliance for its support of journalism.

With the follow-up reports of the "Survivor Daily", the traces of the alliance's regiments also spread throughout the streets, and those heroic names have become heroes that people often talk about.

Especially that leap nearly a thousand meters in the air.

Stories about the Burning Legion can be heard in taverns almost every day.

"It's really tragic..."

"I wouldn't take such a dangerous job, no matter how much money I'm paid!"

"There is no way, someone has to sacrifice. The firepower of the Heart of Steel is too fierce! I heard people say that more than half of the Burning Legion were killed or injured before they fell. If it hadn't been for a plane that suddenly killed and destroyed the airship. The engine is probably all gone before it even hits the ground."

"That pilot's name...have you heard it?"

"I know, I've read the newspaper! It seems to be called... Xiaochuan?"

"There is a picture of him in the newspaper. He looks like a refined and easy-going man."

"Why……"

Although the war has ended for two days, the intensity of the discussion has not diminished at all.

In a roadside tavern, several shirtless men sat around the table, drinking wine and lamenting the brutality of the battle on the front line.

Thanks to those heroes.

After a day's work, they can sit here and drink watered beer leisurely, without having to look at the steel fortress floating in the sky and worry about tomorrow.

And——

Not everyone enjoys the sunshine after the dark clouds disperse.

Dolly felt suffocated in the heated atmosphere.

Every word that comes out of people's mouths, whether it's an understatement or a hoarse tone, is like salt on her wounds.

Like a burning iron.

Sitting in the corner of the tavern, she took a deep breath, left the chips and the completely untouched cup on the table, and the boss hurriedly fled with a confused look in his eyes.

The next day.

The "Survivor Daily" newspaper office is as busy as ever today.

The editors who were busy writing and typesetting could not wait to bury their heads in the mountains of paper.

Because they had first-hand information from the front line, all the sub-magazines of the newspaper were almost as out-of-stock as the main magazine.

Although newspapers are printed every day, they still cannot satisfy people's appetite.

Now it's not just residents of the outer city.

Even the nobles in the inner city were interested in their newspapers, and even sent servants to the door of the newspaper office, just to predict what was happening on the front line one second before others.

And what is the current situation of the Heart of Steel.

Hal also wanted to know what the Alliance planned to do with the Heart of Steel snatched from the Legion. The news sent to him from the Alliance office in Boulder City contained no information about the status of the Heart of Steel. Not mentioned.

He didn't even know if the airship could still move.

Thinking that this should be an internal secret of the alliance, Hal was too embarrassed to ask more questions.

In addition, he had been asking about Fang Chang in the past two days, and even asked Shuyu, the person in charge of the alliance's office in Boulder City.

Unfortunately, there was no news from Shuyu. They only said that if there was any news, they would tell him as soon as possible.

Just when Hal was worried, a letter suddenly floated on his desk.

After looking at a few lines of words on the envelope, his expression was slightly startled, and he looked up at Dolly, who was standing in front of the desk.

This is probably the first resignation letter he has received since taking office.

And it’s a “star reporter” from a newspaper.

"You want to resign?"

Dolly nodded slowly and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I plan to go to... Dawn City."

Hal knew why Yu was doing that, but he still tried to keep Yu.

"I'm trying to get some news for you...can't you wait patiently for a while?"

Dolly didn't speak, but everything she wanted to say was written on her face.

Seeing that she had no intention of changing her mind, Hal sighed, put the resignation letter into the drawer, and said softly.

"I'll keep this letter for you... I'll make a decision when you get here. If you need travel expenses, I can advance your salary for next month in advance——"

"Need not."

Dolly shook her head gently. Under her swaying short emerald green hair, a trace of tears hanging from the corner of her right eye could be seen.

Although it's not obvious, it makes people feel sad to see it.

The newspaper office was so quiet that even the sound of turning pages could not be heard.

The editors here all know the young man from the shelter. He is a smart young man. His optimism and positivity have infected many people, and he is always willing to help others.

They never thought that one day he would become part of the newspaper's news material.

Only one of the five hundred people survived...

This probability is really slim.

Watching the petite figure disappear from the door, Hal had a touch of sadness written on his face, sighed, and took out the liquor stored in the drawer.

Although it was not the time to drink during the day, he still unscrewed the bottle cap.

Hal muttered softly.

"War... this damn war."

He wanted to write poetry again.