This Game Is Too Realistic

Chen Yutong didn't react at all and started thinking seriously, but the young man sitting next to him blushed unconsciously.

"Hey, you like this girl? Why are you talking about this?"

Lao Bai laughed and joked.

"Nothing to do. If you're shy, just talk to each other."

As if he didn't want to admit that he was shy, Zhao Xiao was silent for a while and started talking.

"I... come from Town No. 13."

"What's that?"

"An autonomous region managed by the Science and Technology Commission. Each autonomous region has different situations. Some are tribes and some are kingdoms. We belong to the former, with about one or two thousand households."

Lao Bai nodded.

"That's quite big."

Generally, there are only one or two households where survivors live, or even a dozen households. It seems that this swamp is not as desolate as he imagined.

"Yes," Zhao Xiao seemed to be thinking about where to start. After thinking for a while, Zhao Xiao continued, "Every December, the Science and Technology Committee will hold a 30-day assessment to recruit students who are 12 years old or above from each autonomous region. , and meet the standards of apprenticeship.”

Lao Bai thought for a moment.

"This apprenticeship...is equivalent to an internship?"

"Internship?" Zhao Xiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's right... Basically, each autonomous region can be selected into one or two positions. After becoming an apprentice, you can enter the academy and stay away from the hard work in the swamp. The family and the town also get some money."

"Then you can be regarded as the best among thousands of people."

Zhao Xiao felt a little overwhelmed by the praise and rubbed his nose with his index finger in embarrassment.

"Okay...but after entering the academy, it's not as perfect as I imagined. The living conditions will indeed be much better than in the swamp, but because we have to cooperate with the current researchers to engage in some dangerous research subjects , only about 73% of the apprentices can survive to advance to the [G level] every year, and those who advance to the [G level] are considered to be students in the academy."

"The selection is very strict."

"Yeah..." Zhao Xiao sighed with emotion, "Sometimes it's not easy to think about being promoted to level E."

"For my sweetheart?"

"Part of the reason is that we were selected as apprentices in the same batch. I promised her that she would become a researcher... and then, we would also be admitted to the academy."

Lao Bai asked Yu curiously.

"Aren't you already a researcher?"

Zhao Xiao said with a bitter smile.

"How is it possible? I'm just a prospector... The minimum for a researcher is D level. After being promoted to D level, you need to master at least one professional skill and pass the assessment, and you also need to be recommended by a mentor. But basically... you only master one major. Skills are not enough, a large number of apprentices are promoted every year, and most instructors require proficiency in three or more majors.”

Lao Bai teased Yu.

“Capacity is inflated.”

Zhao Xiao nodded and sighed.

"Well...and prospectors have to do front-line work, so it's basically difficult to spare too much time to learn those things."

Lao Bai: "Why don't you consider changing your life? This wasteland is very big."

Zhao Xiao curled his lips and muttered.

"It's the same wherever I go, and don't look at me complaining about this or that... I think the academy is pretty good. Like you said, at least here I can find the meaning of "survive" instead of being confused like other survivors. Spend the day and let yourself fall in the ruins.”

Lao Bai couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face, and asked Yu curiously.

"Why are you so sure that the other survivors must have surrendered themselves?"

"Otherwise? Do you think the enterprise and the legion have a future?" Glancing at the enterprise pilot not far away who was sleeping like a pig, Zhao Xiao made no secret of his disdain and said without thinking, "An addicted He is a hedonistic fool and a militaristic lunatic. If the future of this world is handed over to [them], then it will really be doomed!”

As he spoke, he clenched the spoon in his hand.

"One day... we will reclaim all the relics before the legacy of the past is squandered. Then we will no longer have to remember the past. We will write a new history and travel to more distant worlds to explore the past unimagined. "Mysterious."

Good guy.

What kind of "far-sightedness" is this? !

Lao Bai looked at the young man in slight surprise.

It’s not like he came up with these great principles on his own.

But maybe it's just because he's young that he can speak out without any scruples.

Of course, what surprised him even more was the academy.

When he first got to know it, he thought the academy was just for technical officials to govern the country. He didn't expect that it had a more profound spiritual core.

Seeing that this guy was getting more and more arrogant, Chen Yutong coughed slightly and interrupted his tirade.

"In conclusion, the doctor's theory is indeed true... However, I didn't think about it that much. When I was twelve years old, I was lucky enough to pass the exam and then enter the academy. In fact, I think it's good to be like you, no. We have such strict level restrictions, and there is more than one path for people. You can live a good life even if you don’t become a prospector or researcher.”

"That kind of survivor gathering place doesn't exist at all. Where there are people, there are levels. At most, they are just vague." Zhao Xiao disagreed. "I think it would be better to write down the levels and promotion paths in vain, and everyone can use them according to their own needs." ability."

Lao Bai said with a smile.

"What you say makes sense. This is similar to a game. As long as the server continues to operate, there will definitely be separation between old players and new players. The hierarchy will not disappear just because of visual neglect."

"Servo? Operation?" Zhao Xiao asked curiously.

Lao Bai coughed slightly and explained.

"What I mean is that even the alliance has levels, such as contribution levels... which are probably similar to your levels. G, F, and E-level researchers should correspond to three levels of citizens. On top of that, there are ' Knight' and so on."

"Really?" Zhao Xiao looked at Chen Yutong proudly.

The latter did not speak, but his expression showed some disappointment.

It seems that the longing was just a fleeting misunderstanding.

Lao Bai paused and continued talking.

"However, we don't think we are superior just because our contribution level is higher than others."

"This is impossible, who can't tell lies." Zhao Xiao said without hesitation, his expression clearly full of disbelief.

Chen Yutong glanced at the lunch box in his hand, but instead of instinctively choosing to doubt like Zhao Xiao, he asked Yu.

"Why?"

This question is somewhat difficult to answer.

Lao Bai couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

From a real point of view, this is just a game.

Games that deliberately create conflicts among players and provoke competitive consumption certainly exist, but "Wasteland OL" is definitely not the case. There is not even a recharge entrance, not to mention that it is still in the closed beta stage. Even if such problems exist, they are definitely not common.

Most old players are still willing to lead new players, even if sometimes the new players are a bit naive, but everyone has been through that stage, so they can understand it to some extent.

As for the relationship between players and NPCs, it can be considered relatively harmonious. NPCs do not care whether they are "citizens" or "knights". These titles do not bring "above others" privileges to the residents of the shelter.

As for the players, even if they have made meritorious deeds for the alliance, they will still be sent to a small black room to cool down for violating the server regulations.

Lao Bai felt it before.

Those titles are not so much a status, but rather a kind of honor, or a kind of collective recognition.

"There is no standard answer to the question of perspective. I can't answer you. Everyone has a different opinion. If you have the opportunity, you can use your own eyes to confirm what kind of place the Alliance is."

After putting away his lunch box, Lao Bai smiled and continued talking.

"By the way, let me tell you some good news. It seems that your teammates haven't given up on you yet. They are following us just a kilometer away."

This is the news that Guangfeng told him before he went offline.

Chen Yutong looked at him nervously, while Zhao Xiao raised the corners of his mouth proudly and said naturally.

"Of course! I said, there is no way the academy will abandon us!"

Lao Bai smiled and continued talking.

"Then let's make a bet."

Zhao Xiao: "What are you betting on?"

Lao Bai said casually: "Let's bet...whether the academy will come to rescue you before we climb over this mountain and enter the desert."

Zhao Xiao: "Aren't they already here?"

"Following behind doesn't count," Lao Bai said with a smile, "I wonder if you guys saw it and thought you guys were showing off to us."

Zhao Xiao stared at Lao Bai.

"Where's the bet?"

Of course, he would not be so naive as to think that the man in front of him would let his captives go when the people from the academy came.

Just like their sniper said, they still need to use him to block bullets.

However, to his surprise, Lao Bai shrugged and said indifferently.

"When they come to kill me, I will let you go."

Judging from his experience, if both sides are unwilling to admit the conflict, then there is a high probability that something will happen if they do not admit the injuries and prisoners.

You haven't encountered the pursuers of [Academy] since you left here, so there is a high probability that you won't encounter them along the way.

It doesn't matter if your judgment is wrong.

Just release one prisoner and capture two more.

Zhao Xiao looked at him in surprise. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, his expression became serious.

"Then what do you want from me..."

"What do I get from you?" Lao Bai laughed and said after thinking for a while, "Well, let me think about it... if I win, you can just buy me a beer."

a cup of beer? !

Zhao Xiao was stunned and his face turned slightly red.

The way he didn't take them seriously made him feel a little bit humiliated.

However, a good man will not suffer the immediate consequences, so Zhao Xiao gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Deal...but you have to keep your word."

Lao Bai said calmly.

"Don't worry, I told you I won't have any use for you."

…

In the northern part of the River Valley Province, on the wasteland near the nuclear bomb crater, there are rows of dilapidated and scrawled tents.

This camp has no name, and it may not even be at this location in the year of Zhen.

The scavengers living here are like herdsmen chasing pasture. They move their tents and bonfires wherever they pick up garbage.

If unfortunately you are killed and the ghouls wander around the nuclear crater, they will naturally help the unlucky guy take care of his funeral.

They who choose to "fall" into scavengers don't particularly care whether their bodies fall into the mouths of ghouls or aliens.

Anyway, there is no difference in the appearance of the two, neither of them looks very good-looking.

Buyers who are interested in the garbage they hold or their ability to pick up garbage will naturally have a way to find out where they are.

One morning.

When the year was over, Gust got up early as usual and prepared to drive his "Digger One" to a nearby ancient battlefield to dig up some valuable treasures.

Just when he was putting on his backpack and equipment and heading out, the bald Aqiang from the Digging Warriors group next door suddenly came to the door.

"Several big families came to the settlement and said they wanted to recruit people."

When he heard that there was a big deal, Gust immediately narrowed his eyes, sat down on the stool at the door, and tapped the pipe on the sole of his shoe.

"What job?"

"Salvage work."

"Location?"

"North of the northern mountain range of Luoxia Province."

Hearing this vague statement, Gust frowned.

"You can just say it's the Wandering Swamp."

To dig out the treasures of the People's League era under the eyes of the academy is simply too long. In the eyes of those people, they are not much better than the predators, and are even more hateful than the predators.

Even if he had 10,000 courage, he wouldn't dare to expand the business development [college].

The bald man said with a smile.

"There's no swamp, just on the edge of the swamp."

Gust stared at him suspiciously for a while, then continued.

"How many people is he going to recruit?"

The bald man opened his right hand.

"At least one, and they must have professional equipment and experience in dismantling large computers."

"㩙䀱?!"

Old Man Gust's eyes widened and he smacked his mouth.

"That's a big guy...they're going to tear something down."

The bald man shook his head and said.

"I don't know...but they promised that as long as we can dismantle it and transport it to Xizhou City, they can pay us a total of 100,000 silver coins."

One hundred thousand silver coins? !

Hearing this number, Gust's heart suddenly moved.

This is not a small amount, it would cost close to one thousand tons to replace it entirely with wheat!

Of course, no one would exchange silver coins for wheat. Go west to the Luoxia Province to buy it at Oasis No. 8 (which is cheaper).

What really makes people excited are the Alliance's KV-1 exoskeleton, metal hydrogen batteries, "e-mule" light trucks and various large-scale engineering equipment.

For those who work as scavengers, the simple, crude and cost-effective industrial products produced by the alliance are exactly what they need.

"Sounds interesting..." Gust touched his chin, a hint of heartbeat appeared in his eyes, "Are those people still in the camp?"

Seeing the heartbeat in the old man's eyes, the bald man said with a smile.

"It's still here. Let's go together. This is not a business that only one salvage team can absorb. Let's work together to make more money."

Gust glanced at him and hummed noncommittally.

"We'll talk about it later."

…

In the center of the scavenger camp.

Seeing the darkness in front of him, the ragged beggars standing next to Old Sixth in the corner, the lost Mengxin couldn't help but mutter.

"How can we survive with these beggars?"

Even though he was a sniper for nothing, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"+1, I'm afraid that one plane will dismantle the parts of two planes."

The old man in the corner was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't that good?"

"What a hammer," Bai Guaishou rolled his eyes, "Can it fly?"

While the players were whispering to each other, the old man Gust was secretly looking at the three outsiders.

Three sets of H-type "Light Cavalry" exoskeletons.

This kind of equipment is not uncommon in some urban ruins, but there are only two possibilities for it to look like this, either it is a replica or it is a shelter.

Whether it's a counterfeit or not, he can certainly tell after picking up trash for so many years.

There is no doubt that these three people are Alliance soldiers!

Seeing the concern on the faces of two of them, Gust grinned and said respectfully.

"Dear Sir, even though we are dressed in rags, when it comes to picking up trash... everyone here is a member of the family."

A bald man next to him also echoed.

"That's right, our ancestors have been scavengers for generations. From the People's Alliance Air and Space Frigates to Old Popsicle cans, we have considered everything that can be exchanged for money!"

The air and space frigates are back.

Looking at the translated subtitles projected on the tactical eyepiece, Lost Mengxin's eyes suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Boy Tuo, what kind of wasteland version of the Beggar Gang."

"Hiss..." Bai Geidai took a breath and touched his chin, "You made such an analogy, and I suddenly felt that they were arrogant again."

"Whatever! It's already here, let's give it a try first! If not, we won't take the blame."

Interrupting the controversy among his teammates, the sixth man in the corner took a step forward and looked at the experienced scavengers in front of him and said something.

"We just said the demand. We need at least 500 experienced scavengers here to help us recover a broken down large piece of equipment. We offer one million silver coins. You can discuss the details... I hope you will first Nominate someone who can speak up."

Several scavengers looked at each other and whispered to each other, as if they had come up with an idea. The old man who spoke first took up the conversation.

"No problem, sir, as long as you are willing to pay, we promise to deliver the things to you, and we promise not to say a word to anyone else. By the way...can you tell us what the things we want to recycle are? We are sure we need to bring them. Tool of."

This request is quite reasonable.

The sixth man in the corner hesitated for a while, then nodded and said.

"It's a plane."

Gust hesitated.

"What's the specific model?"

"The aircraft is more than twenty meters long, about six or seven meters high, weighs over twenty tons, and has two plasma engines... I can only say this much. It will be of no use to you to know too much."

Hearing this parameter, a hint of surprise appeared on Gust's face.

This description...

Is it the corporate killer whale transport plane? !

Having vaguely guessed something, the old man didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly ended the topic and bowed his head respectfully.

"Understood... Sir, when will we set off?"

Things between these big forces are not something that a few scavengers can join in on.

As this Alliance soldier said, knowing too much is of no use to them.

Seeing that the old man did not ask further questions, the sixth man in the corner breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked.

"Just show up! The faster, the faster!"

Gust grinned and said respectfully.

"Follow your orders! I promise you that our services will satisfy you!"

The old man in the corner nodded.

"hope so."

…

㱗Led by three players, more than 500 scavengers left the camp and headed for the mountains in the northern part of Luoxia Province.

Some of them drive three-meter-high forklifts, some lead tinkering robots, and some lead two-headed oxen or push shabby carts... Basically, they do everything by themselves. , or second-hand goods bought from merchants, and it is almost impossible to find a few duplicates.

Looking at these scavengers, Lost Mengxin was filled with doubts, but now that he had come this far, he could only choose to believe them.

At the same time, after nearly five days of trekking, Lao Bai, who was escorting the pilot, finally walked out of the mountains and saw the endless yellow sand.

"Uh-huh..."

Looking at the air distorted by the heat wave in the distance, Xiaoyu in the walking team let out a slightly tired whine.

The temperature south of the mountains is significantly higher than that in the north, and the climate is dry, which makes it feel obvious discomfort as it likes humid environments.

Luo Yu touched its little head and comforted you.

"Hold on, we're almost there."

"Ugh!"

The comfort seemed to have an effect, Xiaoyu made a happy sound, and the tentacles on the back of his head rippled with joy like seaweed.

A smile appeared on Luo Yu's face.

This kid is too coy.

Ye Shi glanced at Xiao Yu and muttered softly.

"Oh my god...the sight of these tentacles makes me panic."

Luo Yu said innocently.

"I did the same at first, but I got used to it and got used to it."

Zhao Xiao, who was not far away, looked at the matrix that lived in harmony with people in surprise, and felt that his world view was impacted.

But now he no longer had time to digest the surprise in his heart.

After five days of traveling, they had reached the edge of Luoxia Province. If they walked dozens of kilometers further, they would soon see Oasis No. 8.

Owing a beer is a small thing.

What Zhao Xiao couldn't believe, and what was even more unacceptable was that... he was actually abandoned by the academy? !

Noticing the lost expression on the NPC's face, Ye Shi, who had learned about the bet, stepped forward and teased him.

"Don't be so frustrated. Think about it from another perspective...the academy may not have given up on you."

Zhao Xiao looked up at the annoying guy in front of him and didn't understand why he suddenly comforted him.

But he soon discovered that he was thinking too much.

Ye Shi then continued talking in a teasing tone.

"Maybe they just wrote you off."

"You..." Zhao Xiao gritted his teeth and stared at him, but in the end he suppressed the "fart".

Under the roof of the people, I have to bow my head,

Zhao Xiao comforted himself in his heart.

At this moment, billowing smoke suddenly rose from a piece of yellow sand in the distance.

Looking at the movement in the distance, Zhao Xiao was slightly stunned, and hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

He suddenly remembered that the Golden Lizard Kingdom seemed to be a "preparatory member" of the Science and Technology Committee, equivalent to a quasi-vassal of the academy.

Maybe those people are reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom!

Although the combat effectiveness of those feudal armies is huge, given their scale, even one person can drown these guys with a spit of spit.

However--

This joyful mood did not last even two seconds in his heart, and trucks quickly appeared behind the sand.

That was obviously not the army of the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

It was not only Zhao Xiao who was feeling depressed, but also the members of the Beacon Team who were following him all the way.

The rear of the tracked vehicle.

Jiang Xuezhou, who had his eyes closed tightly, moved his lips.

"Reinforcements from the Alliance! There are at least three hundred... no, maybe there are four hundred people."

The medical soldier sitting aside smiled bitterly.

"As for it?"

Zheng Hao, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

"These people are not here to guard against us...most likely to frighten the Golden Lizard Kingdom."

It is impossible for the Alliance to not be aware of the relationship between the Golden Lizard Kingdom and the academy.

Although their preparations were completely redundant, in order to take their pilots home, the Alliance actually made preparations for war with the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

Thinking of this, Zheng Hao couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Lao Song, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the captain.

"What should I do now?"

It was impossible to rescue those prisoners.

They really watched those people wander around under the eyes of the college, and then went home in a swaggering manner.

Zheng Hao was silent for a long time and then slowly spoke.

"Report the situation to your superiors...wait for news."

This is out of range of the signal towers, but they can transmit messages by launching drones as signal repeaters.

Jiang Xuezhou nodded.

She was about to launch the signal repeater when suddenly her brows moved slightly and her index finger pressed the edge of her temple.

"There are strange communication requests...it should be from those people."

Zheng Hao said immediately.

"Get to me."

The moment the order was given, a light blue holographic screen unfolded in his field of vision, and an unfamiliar face appeared in front of him.

This was the first time Zheng Hao saw this man.

But looking into that person's eyes, he always had a very familiar feeling... They had met their eyes a few days ago!

"I am Bai, the leader of the Burning Legion." The man in the holographic screen said.

Without introducing himself, Zheng Hao stared at him and said.

"What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I just think that you group of archaeologists are not the type to fight in the first place. It is quite unlucky for you to be sent by your superiors to provoke us."

Zheng Hao's heart sank slightly.

It seems that those prisoners must have recruited something.

However, he didn't understand why this person wanted to contact him, let alone why he wanted to reveal this news to him.

"Are you here specifically to ridicule me?" Zheng Hao frowned and said.

"I'm not that bored."

After smiling, Lao Bai continued to talk.

"I heard that this place has left the coverage area of ​​the college's signal tower, so I'll open the skylight and speak openly... let's make a deal."

"What a bargain."

"We are interested in your tracked vehicle."

Zheng Hao was stunned for a moment and smiled coldly.

"Oh, what next."

"Keep the car and take the prisoners away."

"hehe."

Zheng Hao laughed out loud.

Stay and return it.

He admitted that his team was no match for those well-trained soldiers, just as they may not have the expertise of experts like himself to deal with alien species.

But wanting to keep this "reindeer" tracked vehicle is undoubtedly a bit of a dream.

The off-road capability of this thing is far beyond what those trucks can match.

Anticipating his reaction, Lao Bai continued to talk with a smile.

"Don't refuse in a hurry, I can give you twenty more rifles and a truck..."

Zheng Hao said with a stern face.

"What do I want from those rags?"

Lao Bai smiled and said.

"It's nothing, but you've been with us for so long...are you willing to go back empty-handed?"

"Don't you want to win once?"

Zheng Hao smiled self-deprecatingly and lowered his voice.

"What you mean by winning once is that we left behind a tracked vehicle and finally came back with a few E-class prisoners and rifles?"

"What if we add some tissue samples from the parent species of the specific mutant slime mold numbered X-277?"

Zheng Hao was stunned for a moment, and a hint of fanaticism suddenly appeared in his eyes, but he was not carried away by this fanaticism. He stared at the guy named Lao Bai with vigilance.

"Are you willing... to give it to us?!"

Lao Bai, who was standing on the holographic screen, smiled and shook the test tube in his hand. There were several pieces of fine tissue debris floating in it.

"Well, our allies have authorized me to provide you with some maternal tissue samples. After all, mutant slime mold is our common enemy. It would be of great benefit to us if you can make some progress."

Of course, it is not the enterprise that authorizes him, but the manager.

And the tissue fragments in the test tube in his hand were certainly not samples that had just been collected, or even taken from Xiao Yu.

It was extracted from the mother nest on the B6 floor and airlifted to the vicinity of Oasis No. 8 via the company's aircraft together with other soldiers of the Burning Corps.

However, it should be enough to fool the prospector.

The academy will probably not believe that the Alliance actually keeps a brood in captivity that can be studied at will.

Just look at the grand occasion of Qingquan City's annual "wave". That kind of thing is something that even the post-war reconstruction committee couldn't handle.

What's more, this is a desert, and there is no mother nest nearby.

Zheng Hao stared at the test tube and silently started the pattern recognition program.㱗After getting the recognition result with 87% matching degree, his breathing became rapid.

There is no doubt that they are tissue fragments from the mother's body or mother's nest!

He originally thought that he would never be promoted to researcher in this life, and he would be very satisfied if he could keep his status as a D-class prospector.

But now, this opportunity appeared in front of him again...

The doors of countless biological laboratories will be opened to him, and hundreds of mentors will extend an olive branch to him, recruiting his team and projects into his laboratory, and he and his team members will also start from the very beginning. The investigation department with no future has been transformed into the research department with great future!

As for the loss of a mere "reindeer", no one cares about it at all. Those academic experts will rush to pay for it!

And the most important thing is that this is a gain beyond the mission!

No one can take away their credit!

"...How to lose?"

Hearing this answer, Lao Bai's lips curled up into a smile.

"It's very simple. We'll leave the prisoners, equipment, and the truck for you to escape in the camp. You send a person to drive the crawler truck over, and then drive the truck away from us."

Zheng Hao was cautious: "How do I know you won't regret it?"

"We have no reason to do that. If we wanted to kill you, we would have done it long ago. Or do you doubt that we don't have that ability?"

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Lao Bai continued to talk.

"And I have to tell you, although I have the authorization from my superiors, this is not a deal between the Alliance and the Academy, but a deal between the Burning Corps and the Beacon Team. So I hope that the tracked vehicle will not have any position at all. Devices or monitoring and the like... From your standpoint, you don’t want other unrelated people to know about today’s events, right?”

Zheng Hao was silent for a long time and then slowly spoke.

"I hope you keep your word."

Lao Bai smiled and nodded.

"We will."

"And I always have a hunch that there will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future."