This Game Is Too Realistic

"MMP! There are so many people!"

Shuguang City, the train station in the northern suburbs.

A cursed complaint was drowned in the roar of people, as the crowd rushed from the platform to the exit of the security check channel.

It is now October, the coldest time of the year in Dawn City.

However, maybe it's because there are more people, maybe it's because the air conditioner is turned on enough, but I don't feel the cold of winter at all in this crowded station. On the contrary, some people feel hot and dry.

"Grandma's... finally squeezed out."

After finally squeezing into an open space, [Without Family] let out a sigh of relief, and then stretched his muscles that were about to fall apart due to the squeeze.

In the distance are streets and squares that are painted golden by the sun. The giant hammer symbolizing order stands in the center of the square.

After squinting at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, the family members couldn't help but have a happy smile on their faces. Not only did they feel a lot relieved, but all the bad luck on their bodies was also wiped away.

Three days ago, when he landed on the coast of Death, he was accidentally taken away by a self-destructing mutant huddled in a trench.

In the words of several of his teammates, he flew directly into the sky like a rocket, and when he fell he couldn't even find a complete body.

No wonder he couldn't connect no matter how hard he tried to connect again.

In this way, he scratched his head and fidgeted offline for three days, and now he was finally online again.

"Haci haci" took a few breaths of the intoxicating air of Shuguang City. Feeling much more comfortable, [without family members] walked towards North Street with a satisfied expression.

Before transferring to the airship and heading to the French Fries Port, he planned to go to North Street to get some food and walk around to see the scenery.

Since the start of the War in Heaven, he has been active in the southern sea area. Come to think of it, he hasn't come to see it for more than half a year.

Now walking on this familiar but unfamiliar street, listening to the cries and shouts of the vendors on both sides, he actually felt a little like "the locals look like bad people".

"Fresh tropical fruits! Durians bigger than a washbasin! Cold chain air transportation from Baiyue Company! Don't miss it if you pass by~"

"Grilled cold noodles! Freshly baked cold noodles!"

"Smart wearable device from Ideal City! Using the latest holographic projection equipment, you can switch your mood at any time. One piece of clothing is worth the entire wardrobe!"

"The Free State's bionic companion is the most practical in the entire wasteland! Our company's products can meet all your needs, and can also learn independently based on the image data you input. Come and take a look!"

The shouts of hawkers are endless.

No one in the family was strolling around leisurely on the street while looking around with interest to see if there were any novelties here that they had not seen before.

"...There are really more and more things in Dawn City."

While he was walking around the square, he suddenly saw a group of strange guys.

They wore long-colored robes and held a stack of leaflets in their hands, handing them out to everyone they met.

Perhaps because they thought they looked too suspicious, the passers-by they were eyeing moved aside one after another, so much so that they noticed that Min Jiu was still holding a large pile in his hand.

However, although they did not issue a few leaflets in their hands, they were not discouraged at all and still persevered in trying to stuff the leaflets into the hands of passers-by.

Seemingly paying attention to [No Family]'s gaze, the young men in Tong robes briefly chatted for a few moments, and soon one of them walked up carrying a flyer.

"Friend, do you want to know more about Equality?"

"Let me see."

Just as Tuoqi and these guys were wondering what they wanted to do, no family members took the flyers in their hands with great interest, held them in their hands and read them carefully.

At first, he thought that the so-called "Equality Meeting" was probably some kind of "Management Fans Meeting" organized voluntarily by the private sector. After all, the most indispensable thing in Dawn City was irrational management fans, and there was no similar situation before. Rarely happened.

As a result, when he was halfway through reading, he suddenly discovered that the "Equality Society" had nothing to do with Dawn City at all, but was an "overseas salvation organization" voluntarily formed by the overseas survivors of Borneo Province.

The leaflet contains not only the governance philosophy of the Equality Association, but also the specific action plan they have formulated to achieve the grand goal of "building an equal society in Borneo Province."

The guy who wrote this thing is a genius!

【No Family】The more he looked down, the more surprised he became, and his eyes lit up involuntarily.

I never thought that in that land where people cannibalize people, there could be such progressive voices!

And while he was looking at the flyers, the young man who handed him the flyers was not idle either. He had been sparing no effort to promote his organization.

"...The wasteland is experiencing unprecedented changes. We cannot continue to sleep. We must unite! Only when we all act for the same goal can we possibly overthrow the decadent feudal empire and Let’s move to a new era with other friends in the wasteland!”

When he spoke, the young man's eyes were gleaming, and the family members couldn't help but feel excited when they heard his impassioned voice.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed the triangular badge at the end of the leaflet, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What is this?"

The young man saw his eyes falling on the triangular badge and introduced it enthusiastically.

"This is the badge of the Equality Society!"

No one in the family was surprised.

"You even made the badge into a 嗽?"

"Of course!" The young man continued with a proud expression on his face, "We want to build a society like an equilateral triangle! This new society will no longer have distinctions between high and low. Every side and every corner will be different for each other. The other side and the other angle are equally important!”

No family member touched his chin, thought for a moment and said.

"It sounds interesting...but even if it's an equilateral triangle, it has to have one side facing down in order to stand firm, right?"

The young man said with a smile.

"Why does one side have to be facing down? We can lay it flat, just like drawing on paper, so there is no upper and lower side?"

No one in the family was so surprised that they were speechless for a moment. It took a long time for Tuo to open his mouth.

"Talent! Did you come up with these?"

However, as soon as he said this, he quickly thought: This kind of rhetoric is a bit sophistry.

After all, let alone an equilateral triangle, even if you draw a circle or a square, there is no difference between it and it is lying flat on the ground.

But saying this seemed like he was being arrogant, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't point it out.

But the young man only heard his praise and didn't pay attention to the subtle expression on his face, he puffed up his chest and said proudly.

"It's not that I came up with it, it was our respected Holy Father who came up with it!"

"Holy Father?"

No one in the family was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to ask who the Holy Father was, a strange voice came from not far behind him.

"Those are all false names given to me by my friends without authorization, please don't take them to heart."

Hearing that voice, no family members looked over their heads, and saw a man wearing a long-colored robe walking toward him with a smile on his face and politely extending his right hand.

"My name is Zaid, from Golden Gallen Port."

"Oh, Mr. Zaid...nice to meet you." No family member shook hands with him, but did not give out his ID.

The man named Zaid didn't ask for his name. He just smiled warmly and continued to explain.

"My compatriots still have an abstract understanding of equality, so I wanted to use some visual methods to facilitate their understanding. In fact, to put it bluntly, the so-called equality is nothing more than a few words, let the farmers have their own land and the labor have their own. Houses, industry and commerce can freely develop knowledge, and children can gain dignity... We intend to share what people need equally to everyone, instead of letting these things that should belong to everyone be in the hands of a small group of nobles "

After hearing what he said, no one in the family members sincerely praised him.

"I never thought there would be a thinker like you in Borneo."

Zaid laughed and said.

"You misunderstood. I am not a thinker. I think... I should belong to the action group. The Equality Association I founded upholds the concept that action is greater than fantasy. Rather than writing our ideals in newspapers, we are more willing to adopt actions. Let’s practice the equality we preach! Of course, we are still too weak now and need the support of knowledgeable people like you.”

Hearing these words, no one in the family couldn't help but smile shyly, coughed slightly and said.

"You are so polite. Compared to me, a fun-loving person with no ideals, you are the real wise men."

As he spoke, he took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the donation box under the excited eyes of all the young men.

"A little kindness is not a sign of respect. I hope I can help you... Also, I call you family, and you can just call me family."

"Family..." Zaid pondered the word over and over again, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "This is a good title..."

The words friends and comrades-in-arms still seem a bit unfamiliar.

However, the word family is different.

This word seems to contain some kind of magical power, which can bring two strangers closer to each other in an instant.

The more Zaid thought about it, the more he realized that the person who invented the word Z was a genius.

Then, he no longer hesitated, looked at the young men standing aside and said.

"Our rules need to be changed. From now on, members of the Equality Association will treat each other as family members. We must unite like a family!"

All the young men looked at the "Holy Father" in high spirits and said in unison.

"Yes! Family!"

Standing aside, I had no family, and was called "family" by these people, so I called Lei I Waijiao and Nen, and quickly explained.

"I mean, my name means family, that's not what you think... Hey! You should listen to what I have to say."

He wanted to correct them, but it seemed it was too late.

These people did not learn as fast as normal and had completely accepted this new setting. In the end, he had no choice but to give up persuading.

In fact, everything is secondary, the key still depends on what you do. As long as they want to unite everyone in their hearts, what's the difference between a waiting meeting and a family meeting?

No family member has convinced himself so in his heart.

Moreover, this Zaid guy seems to be a little more reliable than that Lacy.

Although Hou Yi is a capable person, his method of doing things is indeed a bit rough.

For the sake of the survivors who were suffering in the wasteland, he sincerely hoped that his name and the one-yuan note could bring them a little bit of good luck...

If only they could actually succeed.

…

On the other side, there is an abandoned urban area in Haibei City.

Since the torch entrenched in this area was defeated, this area has become lively at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I saw a clanking and clanging sound near the wreckage of the crooked concrete building.

Carrying shovels, the Weiland soldiers were working with their backs to the sky and the ruins, eager to dig up the entire thunderstorm.

Favre still didn't believe this evil. He was really unlucky. The ruins under his feet contained nothing but concrete debris.

When the mutants couldn't dig anything under the fortress they built, he ordered the excavation to be expanded.

When the manpower was insufficient, he asked Colway for another 1,000 laborers for reinforcements.

The entire construction site was filled with dust, and from a distance it looked like they were fighting with the Alliance.

The warlord felt that this guy was a little crazy, and couldn't help but blame his good brothers for being too harsh.

In fact, this is indeed the case with Favre.

At this moment, he was like a gambler who lost his sights, completely competing with the ruins at his feet, making all his subordinates miserable.

At this moment, a surprise sound suddenly came from the construction site.

I saw a Weiland soldier carrying a shovel and limping over with his body covered in mud, shouting as he ran.

"Sir! We dug something!"

Favre, who was munching on dry food, was delighted when he heard this. He quickly stuffed the beef jerky and cold bread, which were as hard as shoehorns, into his pockets, and hurriedly walked towards the Wilante soldier.

Regardless of the dirty mud on the soldier's body, he grabbed the soldier's shoulders and asked in a trembling voice excitedly.

"What did you dig up?"

"An underground space!" The soldier swallowed nervously, his eyes full of excitement, and he gestured with his hands, "The area is about this big...it can fit several tanks into it!"

He didn't know how to describe the vastness of the space, so he could only use this abstract example to describe it.

Seeing that this guy had been gesticulating for a long time but couldn't come up with anything, Favre was tickled in his heart, so he simply pushed him to sit in front of him.

"Take me there quickly!"

The soldier nodded hastily.

"yes!"

Watching the people rushing towards the depths of the ruins, sitting not far away eating dry food, the battlefield atmosphere group suddenly showed a surprised expression on their faces.

"Good guy...could they have really dug up something?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't sit still. He quickly patted his pants and stood up, quietly following behind the two of them, intending to follow them to see what happened.

The group of people quickly arrived at their destination.

I saw a worker with a shovel standing next to a half-collapsed concrete building.

And in the middle of the crowd surrounded by people, there was a passage extending diagonally downwards.

The passage is very spacious and can accommodate two tanks running side by side without being crowded. It is no wonder that the Wilant soldiers used tanks as an example.

Not only that, the concrete walls here were formed at a different time than the concrete buildings outside. The latter ones are obviously more than two centuries old, while the former ones are only one and fifty years old at most.

Seeing the two captains moving towards this side, the technical officer standing next to the ruins quickly stood up and gave a military salute to Favre and Pangolin.

"Sir, you are here!"

After giving a simple military salute, Favre stared straight at the artificially dug tunnel and couldn't wait to ask.

"What's going on with this passage?"

It could be seen that Captain Favre was excited in his eyes, and the technical officer quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"We have just discovered this tunnel. The details of it are still unclear. We can only confirm that this tunnel was probably built around the 50th year of the Wasteland Era...and around the 70th year of the Wasteland Era. buried."

"About seventy years of the Wasteland Chronicles..."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team chewed on this sentence over and over again, and suddenly came to their senses.

Isn't this the time when Vault 20 stops operating?

That is to say...

Is the reason why Vault 20 ceased operations for the first time related to the facility in front of me? !

Realizing this, the Battlefield Atmosphere Group was suddenly shocked and terrified.

Good guy!

He really made his prediction come true!

He didn't notice the change in the expression on the "Pangolin"'s face. After hearing the conclusion drawn by the technical officer, Favre just subconsciously frowned.

70 years of wasteland?

That must have happened a long time ago.

The Torch Church has happened in the past ten years or so. So this ruins probably has little to do with the Torch...

However, it was his men who finally dug out this ruins, and he still asked with interest.

"What's buried under this tunnel?"

The technical officer standing at the entrance of the cave and the engineer next to him looked at each other.

Seeing that the man in front of him kicked the ball to himself, the engineer looked at Captain Favre and made a helpless expression.

"We don't know either... There should have been a large-scale collapse here before, and we have just excavated this tunnel, and there is a lot of building materials and garbage in it that needs to be cleaned up. We have sent an exploration team down, but they need a little time. "

As if he was worried that Favre was in a hurry, the engineer added something later.

"But judging from the batch of garbage we just cleaned up, we can initially infer that there should be a surviving settlement down here."

Favre was stunned for a moment.

"Settlements?"

The engineer nodded seriously.

"That's right... a settlement with a history of more than 100 years ago! And it is most likely one of those born in the early Wasteland Era! There may be shelters nearby. After all, there are many settlements in the early Wasteland Era. They are all built near the shelter, even at the entrance of the shelter!”

Although the ruins of a surviving settlement could not arouse any interest in Favre, if there was a shelter, the meaning would be completely lost.

Favre's face immediately showed an expression of excitement, urging him to say.

"Then what are you waiting for here! Dig for me quickly! Go down and dig!"

After hearing this nonsense, the technical officer on the side quickly spoke out to persuade you.

"Someone is already digging. Only so many people can go down at one time. If we go down any further, something will happen!"

"Okay, okay! Then hurry up! If you have any requests, just ask, I will do my best to help you get it!"

Favorite rubbed his hands excitedly and couldn't suppress the joy on his face.

On the other hand, Mr. Pangolin stood behind him, his face calm and calm, which was admirable.

But what everyone didn't know was that although this pangolin man had no expression on his face, in his heart he was greeting the mothers of everyone present.

What should I do about this?

He can only pray silently now. There is really just a grave under this tunnel...