This Game Is Too Realistic

late at night.

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

Picking up the glasses on the bedside table and putting them on, he frowned and got out of bed, angrily walking to the entrance hall, cursing at the same time.

"Knock, knock, knock...knock on Nima's door! What time is it already? Can't you wait for me to talk about something? Damn it!"

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

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

If the news reached here, he would probably panic, but probably just for a moment.

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

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

No matter how powerful the alliance's management is, they can't put an eye on his head, right?

He opened the door angrily.

Cindyson was about to curse, but was stunned.

What he saw was neither his secretary nor the hotel waiter, but serious faces and documents that almost hit his face.

The leading man was wearing an officer's uniform and looked at him with cold eyes.

"We are from the Guards Regiment. We suspect that you are a spy from the Bugla Free State and are suspected of inciting destruction. Please come with us."

"A spy?!"

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

"Wait a minute, do we...do we have any misunderstanding?! I'm just a businessman who does business honestly. How could I be a spy-"

The evidence was conclusive, and the officer didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he just made a move.

"Take it away."

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

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

A sound like a killing pig was heard in the corridor.

Hindison, who had never seen such a fight before, was so frightened that tears and snot hung on his face, and his pants were wet... even though no one punched him.

The officer looked at this shameful thing with disdain.

He now has some suspicions that there may indeed be some misunderstanding in this guy's case. After all, a truly trained spy would not be so cowardly.

But so what?

Even if he wasn't a spy, there would be no difference in what he did.

After taking it back, he will interrogate it carefully.

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

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

Looking at the guys whispering and watching the fun, the officer winked at the soldiers next to him.

After understanding this, he took out an arrest warrant from his arms, waved it towards the residents who were watching the excitement, and said loudly.

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

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

Routine completed.

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

The same scene was happening in another hotel not far away.

The case involving the "Qingquan City Daily" was not only the mastermind of Hindison, but also six other businessmen from the Bugla Free State.

Such a big movement was superimposed on the parade on Qian Street and the fire in the industrial district, and the news quickly spread throughout the city.

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

Is this going to start a war with our neighbor to the north?

It's not so sudden, right?

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

…

The long night is finally over.

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

"All burned out?!"

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

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

Fortunately, you don’t have to worry about the headlines on 中天. Unfortunately, 80% of the updates on 䫇天 are gone.

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

Just when he was having a headache, there was a knock on the door.

Thinking that it was probably the editor who submitted the manuscript, he reflexively raised his head and shouted.

"Come in."

The door opened.

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

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

Zhao Yigeng took three seconds to quickly tidy up his appearance, hurriedly squeezed out a hasty and enthusiastic smile towards Chu Guang, and stretched out his hand to greet him.

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

After holding the editor-in-chief's hand and shaking it, Chu Guang let go and said with a smile.

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

"Why bother! Xiao Wang, please make a cup of tea for Mr. Manager... Mr. Manager, please sit down!" Zhao Yigeng's face lit up with excitement. As he spoke, he invited Chu Guang to the sofa next to him.

"Okay, okay!" Xiao Wang's secretary quickly ran to the teapot nearby, and almost spilled water on the filing cabinet because of her panic.

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

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

Chu Guang dropped this sentence in a joking tone, then looked at the secretary who was putting the tea on the table, and said kindly, "Are you Xiao Wang? Please go out for a while, Mr. Editor-in-Chief and I There’s something to discuss.”

Both of them were stunned when they heard this.

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

Under his crazy look, Xiao Wang's secretary quickly left the office and closed the door for the two of them.

Went out to the corridor.

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

What on earth did Mr. Zhao do?

I actually asked the management to come in person...

It was not only Xiao Wang who was standing in the corridor who was muttering, but the most nervous person was Zhao Yigeng who was standing in the office.

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

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

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

"I came here to ask you about one thing. Is there anything in today's newspaper about the East District of Qingquan City?"

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

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

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

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

Although the alliance has invested a lot in the media, it has rarely directly interfered in the development of the media. At most, it has designated a business scope for them to handle on their own.

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

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

Blocking the news was a decision he made based on the above documents and his own political sense. This order came from him, and indeed no one ordered him to do this.

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

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

Moreover, it still depends on whether the alliance authorities have the intention to protect the ton.

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

"The purpose of military control is to prevent unrelated people from entering and encountering danger. The cause of death will not be clear at that time. There are not only slime mold fruiting bodies, but also alien species, and there may even be mutants or plunderers who have flowed there! We! There are enough guarantees to ensure the safety of 'Xiao Yu', but if someone dies inside, even if they do not die at the hands of Xiao Yu's fruiting body, people will subconsciously attribute their life to it and enter into production. Irrational panic.”

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

Looking at Zhao Yigeng who was nodding like he was making garlic, Chu Guang stopped talking and said in an iron-clad tone.

"I'm not saying this just to let you prick a few hairs on your head, but to ask you to write these things in our newspaper! You have to interview people who are worthy of interviewing. The Alliance Animal Research Institute is far more professional than me. Experts, then you have to tell us why we do this, what are the benefits of doing this, what are the risks, have we considered these risks, and what preparations have we made for these risks? …Then what have you done?”

"There is no Qingquan City East District in the "Survival Daily", does Qingquan City East District not exist? If you don't report something, others won't care? If you don't care about something, someone will always care about it for us. If we don't unite, There will always be someone to unite for us!”

Although Chu Guang's words were relatively restrained, his tone was ultimately critical. Under the influence of his own prestige and momentum, it was like a big mountain weighing on Zhao Yigeng's shoulders.

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

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

"People trust us, and what we should do is respond to this trust. We don't expect them to unconditionally understand our difficulties every time. What's more, let me tell you, this is a fart difficulty, can it be more difficult to deal with than the Legion and the Wave? It is entirely because of some people's own cleverness that they voluntarily gave up the position under their feet to others. What is the difference between this and desertion? "

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

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

However, this is also the problem. Since the "Survival Daily" did not report the news about the East District of Qingquan City, and a series of sub-journals did not mention it at all, the "Qingquan City Daily" was the only newspaper that dared to speak out.

Fortunately, the other party was not very well prepared.

If those guys had been better prepared, adjusted the proportion of truth and rumors a little, and written a little more like that, I'm afraid the consequences would be completely different...

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

He has realized the seriousness of the problem.

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

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

Seeing that he had realized his mistake, Chu Guang lost some of his anger and continued with a patient tone.

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

Even the academy, which has always been proud and arrogant, admitted that it was an incredible miracle that they achieved the results in Qingquan City. This is something to be proud of.

They lit a bonfire to celebrate, not their own printing factory.

Even the legion didn't bomb his factory, but he was targeted by his own people during peacetime.

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

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

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

"Why can't I write a report? The safety analysis of the brood nest in the city center is the opinion of Professor Heya, the director of the Alliance Institute of Biology. Why can't it be published?!"

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

It's not that her voice is familiar, it's mainly that he is too familiar with the pens under his hands to make such a sound.

Sure enough, another voice sounded right after.

"Oh, the director of the Alliance's Institute of Biology does not represent the Alliance."

"But that professor is the one with the most in-depth research in this field!"

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

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

"You can always trust the management. Hey, why are you so ignorant? You are the reporter of the surviving daily newspaper, so you have a little bit of structure!"

"...I am familiar with the Survivor Daily, but this is not the case."

"So you are gone, right? In short, before the celebration, don't report this kind of news that may cause controversy. No one will see it if you show it. This is what the editor-in-chief means first!"

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

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

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

Seeing Chu Guang's face getting darker and darker, Zhao Yigeng's expression gradually lost control as he listened to the quarrel outside the door.

Especially hearing the words "So you are gone".

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

This guy talks so carelessly!

Zhao Yigeng coughed dryly and said.

"I'll go make it clear to my colleagues in the editorial department..."

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

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

She was about to argue with the editor-in-chief, but she saw Chu Guang was here. For a moment, both of them were stunned at the same time.

"Management first?!"

"You, why are you here?"

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

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

Looking at Dolly, who was stunned, he continued in a gentle tone.

"Can you show me your report?"

Heya did not mention to him that she had been interviewed by the "Survivor Daily". After all, in her opinion, it was just a trivial matter.

And indeed it is.

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

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

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

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

Chu Guang glanced at it after taking it.

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

This is also the most satisfactory to him.

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

"The writing is good."

After giving a complimentary comment, Chu Guang handed the draft to Zhao Yigeng.

After seeing Chu Guang's satisfied expression, he quickly took the draft with both hands and solemnly swore.

"I will immediately arrange for the editorial department to put it on the headlines of the next issue!"

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

The editor immediately recovered from his daze and straightened his back.

"I'm going to contact the printing factory right away and tell them not to rush to reprint the edition I sent yesterday!"

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

Hearing this unexpected news, Dolly clenched her fists excitedly and didn't know how to thank her for a moment. At this time, she suddenly thought of something again, and quickly took this opportunity to ask.

"Wait a minute, with respect, Mr. Manager, is Xiaoyu the name of the mother nest in the shelter? I heard that it can understand People's Lianyu... Can I, can I interview it?"

Heya didn't make a promise to her, but just suggested that she seek advice from the management team. However, it was too difficult to meet the management team.

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

He said this in a joking tone. Chu Guang then looked to the side, Chief Editor Zhao, and continued.

"In the future, don't do blind reading comprehension. Instead of trying to figure out what I think, it's better to do what you should do."

If the secrets are really related to the collective interests of the alliance, he will instruct the relevant people to keep them secret, so that the people below can only guess based on their imagination.

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

"Tabai! I will definitely remember your teachings!"

"I'm not an expert in this field. You should learn more from those news writers who come from Boulder City. Wherever the voice of progress is, it is progress. Okay, I won't stay here any longer. You continue to be busy. Well, I have to do what I need to do."

Chu Guang smiled and nodded, then gave Lu Bei, who was standing at the door, a look, and left with the loyal young man.

Next he has to meet with company representatives.

The representative of the college has already given him a surprising gift. I wonder what kind of surprise the council will give him...

We are also old friends who have been working together for a long time.

You can't give me less than others, right?

——

(Thanks to the leader "miku_jiang" for the reward!!!)