This Game Is Too Realistic

The Wilant camp.

A tent in the center of the camp.

Captain Benoit, who was sitting in front of the long table, frowned while looking at the "Daily Survivor" in his hand, and muttered in a low voice after pondering for a long time.

"What tricks are these blue gophers playing again..."

Ever since he came to Dawn City, "Daily Survivor" has been his must-read newspaper every day.

Especially when he discovered that all the information that he had to ask around to obtain was clearly written on those pages, he changed the first thing he did after getting up every day from brushing his teeth to reading the newspaper. .

Recently, he has been paying attention to the situation in French Fries Port. "Daily Survivor" will update several photos on it every now and then. He almost watched the port change from a bare land with nothing to this. A decent little fishing village.

To be honest, if you put these photos together, they look quite shocking.

Although the legion often helped the aborigines build camps, neither the beauty nor the comfort could compare with the results achieved by the blue gophers in less than half a month.

And now, this village can no longer be considered small, especially with the relocation of a group of immigrants, this small fishing village seems to have a population of a thousand people.

Put it anywhere in the wasteland, it can be regarded as a large settlement for survivors.

But it was precisely because of this that Benoit became wary of this.

The minimum attendance threshold for the recent Nianhuang collective meeting was 1,000 people.

As long as it reaches 1,000 people, the survivor colony can participate in voting to determine the affairs of the province and influence the voting results of the province in the conference agenda.

The number of votes varies depending on the province. Some special provinces will even be counted, but there is a minimum of one basic vote.

As we all know, aliens cannot vote. As the only settlement in Baiyue Province, Friesport will exclusively hold a precious vote that "represents the resolution of all survivors in Baiyue Province."

And this will also make the situation of the legion with few allies even worse at the sticky body meeting.

Realizing this, Benoit couldn't help but clenched his fists.

There is no doubt that this is Chi Guoguo's cheating!

He spent a lot of effort and fought against all opinions to bring the Xilan Empire to the body, and then he got the votes of the Borneo Province for the legion.

If the alliance intends to use this sneaky and sneaky way to canvass votes for itself, he will not agree to anything!

"We have to find a way to close this loophole..."

Just when Benoit was lost in thought, footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent.

A guard rang the doorbell, opened the door curtain and walked in, bowing to report.

"Sir, the envoy from the Xilan Empire wants to see you."

Benoit said impatiently.

"Let him in."

"yes."

The guard nodded and exited the door.

After a while, the iconic two-stroke goatee came across the door curtain with a strong smell of spices.

There was a warm smile on his face, and the beard under his nose twitched.

"Dear Captain Benoit, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but you had already gone out when I came here yesterday, so I had to come earlier."

yesterday?

Benoit remembered that he had a meal with the foreign minister of the Free State. He was indeed not in the camp, and it was normal not to see him.

But then again, can't this guy make an appointment before every visit?

"No, my friend, Mr. Duke, you are welcome to come and visit us at any time." Benoit touched his nose with a confused smile on his face, "Then what kind of wind brought you here today?" "

He is not good at politeness. After all, the Legion never needs to compromise with anyone.

If it weren't for the ongoing slime mold research collective negotiations, he wouldn't bother to deal with this pretentious guy.

But as luck would have it, the Duke was as unprofessional as he was. Instead of seeing through the perfunctoriness in his lame smile, he mistook his greeting as a sign of goodwill from the legion.

No wonder.

Most people in Borneo, especially the nobles, look at the Wilantes with a deep filter, and this filter is enough to block all unfriendly interpretations.

Seeing the spring-like smile on the face of the Lord Ten Thousand Lords, Duke Qilawa was moved, as if he had found a soulmate.

Without hesitation, after hearing Benoit's inquiry, he immediately made an expression of indignation and poured bitter water.

"I don't want to bother you with that little thing, but the alliance is really bullying people! I have never seen such a shameless guy. They don't even acknowledge the feelings written in the newspaper, and they pretend to be deaf and dumb. It’s none of your business…what’s the difference between this and a robber!”

Needless to say?

Benoit has no problem with this.

The Iron Heart is floating in the sky on the outskirts of Dawn City. There is no better proof of the shamelessness of these guys than this. He asked for it from the Alliance more than once, but those people had no intention of returning it and even showed it off as a trophy.

"Indeed," Benoit nodded with deep understanding, and Benoit couldn't help but cursed, "those uneducated barbarians don't know anything about politeness and humility... Then, my friends, they What exactly did it do to you?”

Duke Kalava clenched his fists in anger.

"They took in the Yue people!"

"...Yue, a member of the Yue tribe?" Benoit was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "What is that?"

In his knowledge, there are only Wilante and others in this world, and at most they are an unintelligent clone that grows eight times faster.

What are the Yue people?

Survivors on the moon?

Understanding the confusion on Captain Benoit's face, Duke Qilawa patiently explained.

"The people of the Moon Tribe are the sinners of the Xilan Empire. The Moon God they believed in conspired to kill the Sun-carrying Sacred Cow in our prophet's prophecy, causing the scorching sun to fall to the end of the Everliu River. From then on, light fell on the land of Borneo Province. … All of them owe sins in the next life and must repay them with their current sufferings. Only in this way can they enter reincarnation as you in the next life.”

"You should have seen those people. Most of the slaves sold from Borneo to the west coast are Yue people..."

He was confused in the first half of the story, but it wasn't until he heard the rest that Benoit suddenly realized it, as if he was waking up from a dream.

It turned out to be those guys.

He had seen slaves with thin noses, and he even had two of them in his manor.

Although the frame is smaller than that of a Valeant, and the figure is also much inferior, it has a unique flavor when driving...

"Mr. Bennot?"

Seeing that Benoit seemed to be distracted, the Duke of Lava gave a friendly reminder.

Immediately realizing the lapse in his expression, Benoit quickly recovered from his distraction and coughed.

"So... they took your slaves away? What a bunch of unreasonable bastards!"

"That's right! These unreasonable bastards!"

Duke Qilava looked at him with bright eyes, clenched his fists, and continued to speak with indignation.

"I must say that these guys who call themselves the Alliance are simply a cancer on this planet. They are robbing everywhere and committing all kinds of evil, but they shamelessly call for survivors to unite... We cannot let them continue to cause trouble, we must join forces. Do something! Get rid of this cancer once and for all!”

The expression on Benoit's face was quite cheerful, but when he heard the last part, he almost choked to death on his own spit.

Some things can be said behind closed doors, but when it comes to taking action, it's no joke.

Although he had no doubt that the Legion had the power to wipe the Alliance off the map, it was hard to say how the academy and the enterprise would react.

Except for those lunatics of the eastward expansion faction, few people are willing to fight a war with no benefits in sight, especially since this war may drag them into a bottomless abyss.

What's more, the marshal sent him here to seek cooperation, not to overturn the table.

Looking at the piercing Duke of Kalava, Captain Benoitwan, who was still on fire a second ago, suddenly felt that he should probably pour some cold water on this guy's head.

Don't let this guy get so carried away that he forgets his last name.

"Mr. Qilawa, I admit that these blue coats are undoubtedly a cancer on this planet. If they die suddenly one day, it will be an honor for all mankind... However, now is not the time to resolve secondary conflicts. "We must first resolve the main contradiction."

Looking at the red-faced Duke of Kalava who gradually turned dazed, Benoit coughed lightly and said.

"...And aren't there just a few escaped slaves? If you don't know what to do with them, just treat those slaves as lost."

In his impression, slaves in Borneo were cheap, maybe only 1,000 dinars, or even less than 1,000.

Even if a thousand were stolen, it would only be a million dinars. What is this little money?

Seeing that Mr. Ten Thousand Captains didn't seem to understand the crux of the problem, Duke Balava suddenly became anxious, his beard trembling up and down in excitement.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Bennot, it's not a matter of a few slaves! Those guys are embarrassing the empire! And if we don't let the escaped slaves be punished as they should be, won't everyone follow their example in the future? !”

Benoit looked at him dumbfounded and said.

"My friends...friends of the Duke, you are known as a thousand tribes and a thousand gods, so what if they are the same tribe?"

Looking at Duke Qilava who still wanted to say something, he continued talking without stopping.

"Of course, the face you mentioned is indeed a problem. If the barrel of the gun is not straight, the waist will not be straight, but these are actually easy to handle. Isn't it because they lack respect for you because you are too weak... Please forgive me. You speak more bluntly, but you also know that those guys are robbers, and the nature of robbers is to take advantage of the weak and avoid the strong. If you want them to respect you, you must be tougher than them! "

As soon as he heard this, Duke Qi Lava suddenly became unhappy.

Are you kidding me?

After all, the Xilan Empire is sitting on the territory of a province. How can a mere alliance be worthy of competing with them?

"Mr. Bennot, are you kidding me? I admit that we are sometimes weak, but we are by no means weak, at least we are not comparable to an alliance with a bigger booger!"

Seeing the unconvinced expression of the Duke of Lava, Captain Benoit took his shoulder and said sincerely.

"I know, I admit that you are brave, but whether you believe it or not, it is true. But it is not your fault. After all, they have been supported by enterprises and colleges, and you have nothing. Put you together. The comparison isn’t really fair.”

Looking at Duke Qi Lava who still looked unhappy, Benoit suddenly changed the subject and continued.

"But it doesn't matter. In the past, you could only rely on yourselves. Now we are standing behind you, the legion! We can give you the help that colleges and companies give them, and I believe that with our help, you can defeat them quickly. It will not be difficult to have the strength to be on par with the alliance.”

Hearing this, Duke Lava's eyes suddenly lit up, and he held Benoit's hand excitedly.

"Thank you so much...my friends, it is our honor that you are willing to stand with us! I can swear to the God of White Elephant, we will do our best to cooperate with you! So...how are you going to help us? "

Seeing the grateful look on the face of Duke Qilawa, Benoit showed a happy smile on his face.

He had actually thought about this matter for a long time, but he never found the opportunity to bring it up.

And now, there is no doubt that this is the golden opportunity.

"We can introduce you to a man, a captain of ten thousand who came from a well-known family. His name is McClun. Unlike a civilian like me, that guy is a real officer, and he is the kind who came off the battlefield."

"More than that, that guy has issues with the Alliance just like you. He hates those blue gophers more than anyone else. As long as you have this idea, I can help you connect the dots and let him go to Borneo as a military advisor. The province will help you build an iron army capable of fighting according to the standards of the legion! We can even donate some equipment that we can’t use for the time being!”

Anyway, the eastward expansionists don’t have any use for that equipment.

If those scraps of scrap metal could be put to use, it would be a good thing.

Moreover, Benoit can be sure that McClun will not refuse, and he might even take the initiative to ask the Province of Borneo to be the instructor.

The Duke of Kalawa was overjoyed when he heard this, and held Benoit's hand tightly with excitement.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Benoit smiled slightly and held his hand back.

"You're welcome. You are our important trading partner and our strategic partner. Your daughter - well, I like spices! May our friendship last forever!"

Duke Qi Lava chuckled.

"May our friendship last forever! I will send some to your house in a while!"

After some polite greetings, Benoit finally sent the troublesome guy away. He turned around and took out a tissue from the table and wiped his hands in disgust.

What bad luck.

He was a mighty captain of ten thousand men, but he actually had to shake hands with a goat that appeared out of nowhere.

At this moment, a soft sigh came from behind, causing Benoit's neck to stiffen involuntarily, and then he turned around angrily, staring in the direction of the door with an unhappy expression.

"Even if you are a guard of His Majesty the Marshal...you should not eavesdrop on my conversation with the imperial envoy."

Standing at the door of the camp at some point, Quick looked at the displeased Benoit indifferently, not taking his emotions to heart at all.

As a Guardsman, he is only loyal to the Marshal and is only responsible to the Marshal. Regardless of his military rank, he does not need to bow to anyone.

"The eastward expansion faction has finally found peace. The marshal will not be satisfied with your approach."

Benoit's expression was a little stiff. Although he didn't want to explain nonsense, but considering the identity of the adjutant, he still spoke patiently.

"McCron is not a fool. He has been in the league for a short half a year and has learned clearly that those guys are not easy to mess with, and what things should be done and what should not be done. I think he has his own strength... What we have to do is to arm ourselves. "Allies, we don't want them to really fight with the alliance. Don't you want us to have more chips? Or do you want to see us being led by the alliance?"

Quick asked Yan in a calm tone.

"What if he can't grasp the accuracy?"

Benoit replied unceremoniously.

"Then let him come back. What can he do as an instructor? That fool is not Griffin. He is a good-for-nothing waste. If he is exhausted, he will just sleep with a few girls in the harem of some emperor. He can also save the country. Isn’t it?”

Hearing the name Griffin, Quick frowned slightly, his eyes a little complicated.

However, that trace of complicated emotions only lasted for a moment.

He stared at Bennot intently, with a hint of warning in his solemn tone.

"His Majesty the Marshal attaches great importance to this meeting. In any case, I hope you know this. Especially when it comes to the issue of 'contradiction', you'd better not screw up."

Facing those cloudy pupils, Benoit couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart, although that trace of fear soon turned into anger.

Why should he be afraid of a captain?

"I will always be loyal to His Majesty the Marshal, I don't need you to remind me!"

Quick shrugged his shoulders, didn't make any comment, just turned and walked to the door.

However, just when he reached out to lift the door curtain and was about to leave the tent, he suddenly stopped and dropped a meaningful sentence.

"That's what every one of you said."

"I really hope you really think so."

Benoit froze on the spot.

By the time he came to his senses, the adjutant Quik had already left...

…

Across the strait on the north shore, there is a prosperous French Fries Harbor. The gentle sea breeze blows the waves to the beach, which is cut in half by a pier that extends into the deep water area.

In the sea not far from the dock, strength animals sitting on small wooden boats were working hard to drive arm-thick aluminum alloy pipes into the seabed.

These pipes were just brought over from Shuguang City by the Niuma airship and used to build a fence to isolate the beach and deep water areas.

Afterwards, they will fill these aluminum alloy tubes with sand and stretch devil's silk nets between them to encircle the waters near the port.

As if they had a premonition of being deprived of their living space, the alien species active in the sea began to move around, attacking the boats floating on the water from time to time, and someone would fall into the water every few seconds.

But even so, it still couldn't stop the determination of these animals.

"Brothers, keep working hard! For a bikini in the sun!"

"Ouch!"

Staring dumbfoundedly at the sea in the distance, Rourou opened his mouth blankly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word without beginning or end from his mouth.

"...Are these guys crazy?"

Standing aside, Tai Tai crossed his arms and nodded his chin with a look of deep understanding.

"Oh! Hachi is crazy."

Forced to wear a maid outfit for three whole days, she almost suffered a heatstroke from the long skirt that looked like a sheet.

In the past few days, she finally put on a tank top and shorts, and she felt like she had come alive.

Perhaps the aliens in the sea were attracted to the small wooden boats of the power animals, so that almost no aliens could be seen on the beach.

On the reef beach not far away, some Yue girls carrying baskets were using daggers and awls to collect oysters attached to the reef, while others were squatting next to the faucet not far from the beach to wash their clothes.

Speaking of which, time flies so fast.

If it weren't for the airship Niu Ma, she wouldn't have even noticed that a week had passed since the Rourou docked at the French Fries Port!

It is worth mentioning that although Tai Wei feels like this week has passed by in a blur, a lot of things have indeed happened in this ever-changing settlement.

The first is the interior of the camp.

The large piece of land that used to be empty to the east has now been transformed into rows of wooden shacks.

Although these crudely built houses are still lacking in appearance, they have no problem with protecting them from wind and rain.

In addition, smoked fish and dried fish skins are hung at the door of every household.

Helping players deal with prey and fish has become the source of income for most of the Moon Clan girls in Chip Port.

There are also some girls who are good at farm work. Under the leadership of Granny Sangru, they contracted the farmland in the northwest of the Southern District.

The Vietnam Provincial Development Co., Ltd. will be responsible for ensuring the safety of farmland, clearing up rainforests, and providing farmers with high-yielding crop seeds and some auxiliary farming equipment.

The price they need to pay is only half of the harvest from farmland and orchards.

For those who had never owned their own land, they said that this condition was so generous that it was so outrageous that many people did not believe it was true at first.

It wasn't until they learned that the man who led them out of the cage was also a member of the board of directors of Yue Company that they gave up their worries and pressed their fingerprints on the contract.

In addition to being engaged in agriculture and handicrafts, there are also some young, beautiful and good-looking girls who have entered the service industry, which has caused most players to be reluctant to do the work.

Thanks to this, the originally empty campground became bustling.

Not only have the save points, stalls, and shops added interactive NPCs, but the "One-person Tavern" that has been criticized by countless players has finally become a "Beautiful Tavern".

Not only are there a group of hot-bodied and pleasing-looking waiters here, but they also completely free Boss Yi's hands.

As God's customers, we finally no longer have to do the part-time job of serving tea, pouring water and washing dishes...

The sun sets from the east to the west, and another fulfilling day passes in the blink of an eye.

As usual, watching the sunset gradually set, Yiren greeted the girls in the tavern to place tables and chairs on the beach, preparing to start business today.

However, just when everyone was moving the chairs out, they saw a speedboat with a Confederate flag docked at the edge of the pier.

The NPC NPC jumped off the speedboat first and walked towards the tavern with two sailors.

She hadn't seen this guy for a long time, and Yiren couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When he saw him approaching, the three of them shouted with a smile.

"Want something?"

Without further ado, Mu Da reached out and took out a telegraph newspaper from his pocket and looked at it to confirm that it was this place. Then he looked at the boss-looking man in front of him and asked.

"Is there a sissy person here?"

Yiren was stunned for a moment, but she had heard of this name.

"What are you doing with her?"

Mu Dayan continued to speak concisely and concisely.

"She asked me to meet here. Now that I'm here, please tell her for me -"

Before he finished speaking, a not-so-familiar voice came from not far away.

"I'm here."

The three of them immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a girl carrying a rifle and a rocket launcher walking from the direction of the camp.

The sea breeze blowing in her face brought a smell of blood, and there were a few pinches of animal flesh and dried blood on her coat.

Not only did Mu Da look at her strangely, but the two sailors following him also had shocked expressions.

Boss Yiren, on the other hand, was already used to this scene and greeted him with a smile.

"Did you get a good harvest today?"

"It's okay. I didn't expect that there were mutated brown bears in this tropical rainforest," Sisi replied casually. He leaned his rifle and rocket launcher on the table next to him to occupy a seat, and then gestured with four fingers towards Boss Yiren, "Two A bottle of beer and two bottles of orange juice, and some ice cubes. My teammates are going to hand over the materials and will be here in a moment."

"Okay." Yiren made an OK gesture and turned towards the open-air bar.

Listening to the incomprehensible language, Mu Da was about to ask what the telegram meant when a clean and tidy envelope was handed to him.

Looking at the envelope, he raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to take it.

"This is it?"

Si Si's words are concise and comprehensive.

"I was asked to give you a letter."

"who?"

"You'll know it after you've seen it."

Mu Da glanced at Si Si and opened the envelope doubtfully.

Almost as soon as he looked at the contents of the letter, his face that had been peeled off by the sun immediately turned serious.

Holding the letter in his hand, he stared at the woman in front of him and asked you word by word.

"Where is he?"

Si Si said as if nothing had happened.

"Twilight City."

Hearing this answer, Mu Da was stunned.

"River Valley Province?!"

Looking at the stunned NPC, Sisi nodded and continued speaking in a soft voice.

"Yes...as entrusted by that gentleman, we plan to restart the investigation of the ocean current power station incident in the southern sea."

Hearing the words "Yangliu Power Station", Mu Da looked surprised and took her aside, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear him.

"...Ocean Current Power Station? What's the use of investigating that thing now? It's been more than two months. Even if you find something, it can't change the current situation."

Sisi smiled lightly.

"How can you know if you don't try?"

Mu Da stared at her for a while, and after a long time, he slowly spoke.

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's simple. You only need to cover me as I approach there. We will handle the rest ourselves."

Mu Da's expression gradually became strange, and he glanced at the freighter parked on the dock.

"Covering you? How are you going to get there? Shoot that thing?"

"Of course not, come with me."

Si Si smiled mysteriously, dropped these words, and turned around to walk towards the camp not far away.

Mu Da glanced at the two sailors standing not far away, motioned them to wait for her at the door of the tavern, and then followed her alone.

Taking this NPC into the camp, Sisi went straight to the warehouse area not far from the beach, and came to a warehouse built with a tin shed.

"Right here."

Mu Da narrowed his eyes and followed her footsteps into the warehouse.

The moment he saw clearly the drum-shaped submarine parked in the warehouse, his eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously.

"Have you ever had contact with people from Vault 70?"

He didn't care that he unconsciously touched the holster on his waist with his right hand, Sisi looked at him calmly and said.

"So? You changed your mind?"

Mu Da was silent for a long time, and finally moved his hand away from the holster of his gun and spoke slowly.

"...At ten o'clock tonight, you follow me under the boat and I will take you there."

Hearing this promise, Sisi finally showed a happy smile on his face.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, that's all I can do."

While talking, Mu Da once again glanced at the submarine parked in the warehouse.

The scratches and wounds left on the metal shell were obviously not like the depth charges and torpedoes left by the Federation fleet.

Although he didn't think the truth was of any use, his intuition told him that he might really be able to find something this time...