This Game Is Too Realistic

[…Dear Mr. Administrator, in accordance with your instructions, we have mediated the incident that occurred locally. The legion commander agreed to distinguish between innocents and thugs and use public trials... I know this is not a good idea, but in my conscience, do I have a better way? Forgive me that my abilities are limited, this is the limit of what I can do with my words. 】

[In addition, you asked me to investigate the case of the "arsonist". Unfortunately, I haven't found any clues yet. I investigated the warehouse and interviewed nearby residents. Some said they saw members of the Silver Moon Sect near the warehouse area, while others said they saw people sneaking over the wall... Their testimonies were contradictory, and I don’t want to talk more about that day. As for the Vaillant people, they found hundreds of "arsonists", but I felt that every one of them seemed to have been wronged. 】

[The guy who shot and killed the guard captain first was found by me. Or to be more accurate, someone else exposed him. No matter how you look at it, that rat tribe guy is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't seem to be under anyone's orders. I even can't help but wonder whether the shot he fired was really a hit. Although I would have liked to question him further, the Wilrantians seemed to have no idea who had fired the shot. At dusk, after the bell rang, he and others were pushed to the execution ground. 】

[My emotions are extremely complicated. Some of my companions sympathize with the Weiland people, while others sympathize with the dead workers. They have quarreled more than once. Although I sympathize with what happened to Mr. Arman, I can't help but wonder if the slave owners were to blame for all this... However, looking at Ruby's adorable eyes, I wanted to avenge her. 】

[But later, a girl about the same age as her asked me confusedly, what her father had done wrong? Shouldn't they resist and surrender on their knees in the face of power... I must admit that at that time, I did have a bit of a breakdown. But after all, the alliance is not a wish-granting machine. We do not have the ability to change all the laws of the world, and no one does. I know this too. 】

[I greatly admire the players who participated in the Boulder City case. How did they achieve the most perfect ending? Should I put a goblin rocket on Arman's ship? But we are a whole week late, and even if I overthink it, I can't think of a better idea... Or should I say that the perfect ending never existed in this land from the beginning? 】

[The ordeal finally ended today. The legion finally stopped killing and started planning for the future. According to statistics, a full 80,000 people died. General McClung said that he lost a bet with Commander Ross. He had expected 100,000 people, but the result was 20,000 short. However, I was not happy at all. 】

[In addition, the Legion does not intend to stop here. A large amount of supplies are being transported from Yongye Port to Xifan Port. I heard that Yongye Port seems to be the territory of the Southern Army... the one who gave us a 902mm cannon. 】

[I actually have no idea what their plans are. Didn’t they agree not to expand eastward? However, more and more infantry are landing... I don't know, but it doesn't look like they plan to withdraw anytime soon. 】

[Currently, this is the information I have about Xifan Port. There are also some rumors that the royal army seemed to have surrounded Tiandu that day, and the fighting between the two sides was said to be extremely brutal. In addition, the three states of lion, wolf, and cow fell into the hands of the Heavenly King's army, and countless liberated slaves and serfs killed them along the way. The size of this army is probably more than two million...]

[Finally, would you like to form a peacekeeping force with the community? I always feel that the situation is no longer under our control. It may be a good idea to bring down more survivor forces, especially companies and colleges. 】

When Yuanying typed these words on the keyboard, he himself felt that it was a bit unrealistic.

The Wasteland is not a reality, and the Community is not the United Nations, so there is no way to form any peacekeeping force.

If they could move, they would already be in the regular army, so if they couldn't move, they would go up and have a talk.

But after thinking about it, he finally hit the key without deleting a word.

[Sent completed. 】

"MMP! It's finally done!"

With a sigh of relief, Eagle leaned back on the chair, picked up the helmet on the table, and put it on as if escaping from reality.

In the blink of an eye, the ceiling above his head changed.

This is the utility room of the Silver Moon Church, with four beds in less than 15 square meters.

Since the port area was bombed to pieces by 380-meter heavy artillery, there was no hotel nearby where they could stay, so these days they stayed in a small cubicle in the church. The Armans and their daughters lived next door to them.

The old stick and the old manager were still asleep in bed, and the old wolf passed by outside, probably to visit the people and collect clues.

But to be honest, Eagle felt that he was wasting his efforts.

Now the entire settlement is in panic, and everyone looks like a murderer. Except for some children who didn't understand and were willing to tell the truth to them, others didn't dare to say anything even if they knew something, especially when they mentioned that night's love affair, they ignored him.

Ying Ying estimated that the arson case itself might not have been investigated to the end, and even if it was investigated, it would probably be meaningless.

The top priority now is to figure out what the legion's plan is.

Xifan Port has already landed three thousand-man teams, which is three regiments according to the alliance's standards.

The entire Lion State is full of the Heavenly King Army. Instead of suppressing the bandits, they bully and trouble those honest people in Xifan Port, which is more or less unreasonable.

It is indeed difficult to fight a few thousand against hundreds of thousands, but it is always okay to steal something when the Heavenly King's Army and the Imperial Regular Army are fighting, right?

What they were doing now was as if they were allowing this avalanche to submerge the empire...

That is their "ally".

At least that's what it says in the set.

Maybe it was just an illusion, he always felt that love was not that simple.

Especially when he suddenly remembered McClung, who was sitting in the church reading the newspaper. That guy looked completely different when he was in the church and when he was on the port.

At one moment he was calm, like discussing a business deal, talking about the terms and benefits slowly, and at the next moment, he was like a furious devil, eager to kill all the survivors in Xifan Port.

That doesn't look like a general.

Instead, he looks like a politician wearing a general's coat.

He remembered correctly. Before he entered the game, this guy probably wasn't like this.

Although people can change, Macron's change is a bit too big.

What inspired you?

If he continued to ask McClun, he would definitely not be able to find out anything, not to mention that he hadn't seen that guy at the port for some time.

As for those Willant soldiers, there is no need to think about it. Their relationship is not very good.

Taking these factors into consideration, Eagle decided to find another way to change the starting point, starting with NPC who had a good relationship with them.

Such as Arman.

Although this guy is not a member of the military, the local grassroots soldiers and officers stationed there are full of sympathy for his experience.

If you meet this guy and he has a good local network, you might be able to pry open the mouths of some locals and get some information that they cannot investigate on their own...

Today's plan was made on the VM. When Yingying saw that the two of them were not online yet, he didn't plan to wait any longer. He pushed the door open and went out to wash up by the well in the backyard.

As luck would have it, just when he opened the door, Armen came out of the next door and met him.

In just one week, this once high-spirited man lost a whole circle of weight, and his scrawled beard covered his chin. One after another, one incident after another took away his spine, and now he was as decadent as an alcoholic who had lost everything.

But fortunately, he didn't lose everything, at least he was better than Ruby.

That heartbreaking face was hidden behind him, and a weak hand gently grasped the corner of his clothes.

Eagle showed a friendly smile at the little girl, then looked at the partner in front of him and said hello.

"Feeling better?"

Arman hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, and then walked past him with his head lowered.

"Um……"

Seeing that the two of them also had a well in the backyard, the eagle followed him.

"What are you going to do next? Is it going to Triumph City? Or continuing here... uh, our previous business."

The Eagle certainly hopes that Yaman will choose the latter, whether it is for the current task or future business.

However, after such a tragic incident, he couldn't force it, so he could only leave it to the partner to make his own choice.

Arman fell into silence and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was distracted.

"It's okay, you don't have to make a decision right away. If you haven't adjusted yet, I can continue to wait for you -" Realizing that his question might be a bit mean, Eagle quickly smiled and tried to change the topic.

But he didn't want to. At this moment, Arman, who was silent, suddenly interrupted him.

"These past few days... I've actually been thinking about something."

His Adam's apple moved and he continued in a complicated tone.

"I...have we gone too far towards the local survivors?"

This time the Eagle was silent.

After about half a minute, he finally chose to side with his conscience and lightly shrugged his shoulders.

"Man...if you want me to be honest, you guys did go a little too far."

Objectively speaking, the Legion seems to have brought freedom to the survivors of West Sails.

However, based on the actual local conditions, this illusory freedom is more like a beautiful soap bubble, which bursts as soon as it is popped and runs away as soon as it is blown.

All the resources and rules of the entire West Sail Port are firmly monopolized in the hands of the Weiland people and local nobles.

The survivors in Bugra had hope of repaying their debts and turning their backs on themselves, while the survivors of Xifan Port had no choice but to wait for reincarnation.

Obviously, fairness is not just a matter of taking a piece of paper and writing these two words "噙" on it.

He once thought that the Legion had somehow done a good deed by turning the locals from livestock into goods, but he didn't expect to realize that he was still too naive after arriving here. In fact, animals are still animals, they are just stamped with the stamp of inspection and the slaughtering tools and processes are automated.

Being a slave is actually more comfortable than being a free citizen. How can this be called progress?

He knew very well that what he said was not pleasant to hear. Yingying thought that this guy would stare at him angrily and even have a few arguments with him, but he didn't expect that he would be silent for a while, and in the end he would only squeeze out a bitter smile from his face.

"As expected..."

Arman scratched his messy hair, looked at the well outside the corridor window, and continued with a complicated mood.

"Actually, I'm a little conscious in my heart... This situation will end sooner or later. It's not that there have been rebellions in the legion's colonies, and they have happened again and again. I shouldn't comfort myself because the survivors of Borneo Province are relatively docile. Xifan Port is an exception. Especially here, it is different from other places. There is not even a garrison in Chengdu. Once the situation is controlled, no one can survive. "

He paused, and the look of regret in his eyes became more intense, but there was also a trace of unwillingness.

"However, I can't help it, not at all. I'm just a small person, and my will and my opinions are of no importance in front of the real big shots."

He still remembers it clearly.

When he entered the door, General McClung just tilted his head slightly and didn't even look at him, as if he was just a piece of dust floating under the eaves.

When he said this, Arman gradually became excited.

He took a deep breath, buried his nose between his hands, and suppressed the trembling in his voice.

"You're right... I actually feel the same way in my heart."

"If I hadn't pushed Najib so hard, the worker named Orisa might not have died, and there wouldn't have been a subsequent strike. Maybe the warehouse wouldn't have caught fire, and even if it did, it wouldn't have been like this.㳒Control.”

No one expected that this fire would become stronger and stronger, not only burning down Xifan Port, but also burning down Shizhou...

Even set the entire empire on fire.

What caused him the most pain was not the burning empire and countless dead compatriots, but the sudden discovery that his wife was indirectly killed by him...

Unable to bear to see this guy get into the bull's horns, the eagle sighed and stepped forward, patting him on the shoulder.

"Okay... don't make it too difficult for yourself. This is not one person's fault at all. It's better to blame you than to blame the arms stacked in the port warehouse. Damn... Fortunately, our managers are wise and they know these big noses. It’s not a good thing, it was just seized and dragged back to the batch of munitions.”

After finishing his words, Yingying suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly realized that he had also scolded the two people in front of him, so he hurriedly coughed and made amends.

"Ah, of course, the big nose I'm talking about doesn't include you and little Ruby—"

Arman shook his head.

"You are right, these big noses are indeed not a good thing, including me in the past... Of course, Ruby is still young, so this matter has nothing to do with her. This is the responsibility of our generation."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and his gloomy eyes gradually became firm.

"There is no doubt that what is to be condemned is the cannibalism rule and endless greed. If no one corrects these mistakes, the price of the mistakes will be paid again and again... and the consequences owed will sooner or later be paid. It’s our children’s fault.”

As he spoke, he put his hand on Ruby's head and stroked it gently.

The latter tilted his head in confusion and looked at the father who looked at him kindly but with a haggard face in confusion, obviously not understanding what he said.

This is obvious.

The topic of responsibilities and obligations was a little early for her age.

However, the eagle standing opposite understood what he meant and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

What a pattern, brother!

There are Weirant people in the alliance, and there are quite a few of them, such as Vanus being one of them.

They obviously had similar thoughts and stood on the opposite side of the legion for the Weirant people.

After all, if the Legion is not defeated, the Valantians will never become a normal race.

Their descendants will bleed for bloodshed, revenge for revenge, and sacrifice again and again in endless battles, and will never get the equality, dignity, and recognition they truly desire.

However, he didn't want to pour cold water on it.

As a businessman, it seems that nothing can be changed.

However, just when he was thinking this, a trembling voice suddenly came from the side.

"Mr. Melgio is actually still alive... People with pious beliefs don't die so easily."

"Including brave people."

The three of them looked to one side of the corridor and saw the old nun from the church standing at the door.

She was wearing her usual simple robe, her skinny index finger touched the silver moon pendant on her chest, and her lips that kept opening and closing seemed to be reciting something.

The sound sounded like a prayer.

It's also like repentance.

"Mr. Arman, please forgive me for concealing some facts from you, but please also believe that I am not doing this out of malice."

"I promised that lady...her child cannot live without a relative."

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