This Game Is Too Realistic

"Dang Cang——"

In the pitch-black darkness, the sound of chains clanking suddenly came.

Anwo, who was sitting on the stone bed, felt happy. He was about to stand up, but suddenly thought of something and became anxious.

This is the dungeon of Tiandu.

It is said that people who come here have to shed their skins even if they are not dead, and there is not a complete body that is carried out.

Especially the torture instrument hanging on the wall, although it was not tied to the body, it still scared Anwo.

Since the gunshot, Absek threw him here, and then there was no movement, and he didn't even come here to see him.

Although his "aide" Isher assured him that he would never have a son, Anwo could not help but feel uneasy, worried that Absak would silence him.

At this moment, the unhurried footsteps finally came to the door of the cell.

Seeing Isher standing outside the fence holding a dinner plate, Anwo, whose shoulders were tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the stone bed.

Signing to the jailer to open the fence door, Isher handed him a piece of money and motioned for him to go further. Then he walked into the cell with a smile and put the dinner plate on the table.

"How does it feel to be a hero?"

"Not good at all!"

Reaching out and grabbing the pancake on the plate, Anwo devoured it while saying vaguely, "I just want to live, I'd rather not touch this bullshit."

"It's still good." Isher comforted him and poured a glass of milk into his cup. "Eat slowly and don't choke yourself."

"It's difficult..."

Anwo shook his head and sighed sadly.

"I discovered that my move is almost a dead end now."

This is also the tragedy of little people.

Most of the time he had no choice at all.

It's nothing more than struggling when disaster strikes and betting on an almost impossible possibility.

Those 200 lives must be discovered by Absak sooner or later.

Don't look at the fact that this guy has turned to the Alliance now. If he knew that these 200 people were still alive, he would be happy. He might have to talk about it, but he would definitely doubt himself if he turned around.

After all, this is your own decision.

Yanoush’s suspicion is written on his face, so why is Absek the same?

They are all drowned ghosts who climbed up from the eternal river, and they can do anything for themselves.

Looking at Anwo who looked worried, Isher lowered his voice and said.

"In fact, it's not difficult. Your life and death are in Absek's hands because you are his and you bear his mark..."

Anwo chuckled.

"Can this still be erased?"

"It can't be erased," Isher shook his head, but changed the subject, "But it can be inserted into a new one."

Anwo, who was originally disappointed, immediately raised his head, hope rekindled in his eyes.

"Speak clearly."

Isher smiled faintly, his eyes hidden in the darkness were like a cunning mouse, and continued slowly.

"The alliance's mission is in Tiandu, and they will soon come to see you together with the people from Absak. This is a good opportunity. If you can win their favor, maybe they can take you to Jingallang Port... …When you get to Golden Gallen Port, the road ahead will be brighter and the sky will be brighter for you. If you work hard, you might be able to get into their seat.”

He pointed upwards without saying anything, but it was obvious where he was pointing.

Anwo was stunned, even in disbelief, swallowed and continued.

"...for what reason?"

Isher analyzed patiently.

"The alliance intends to bring together Borneo and warlords from various places to stop the civil war, and the guns are unanimous. You have to send a representative to make peace, right? Anyway, you don't need to do anything. With the alliance mediating behind the scenes, stopping the civil war is the general trend, and this You must have a share in the last effort... This effort is almost free."

"Such a good opportunity... will Absek give it to me?" Anwo couldn't help but ask.

"If I don't give it to you, who will I give it to? Is he willing to leave this place and go alone? If he doesn't go, he has to find someone to go for him, and you have already submitted so many petitions. If you are not allowed to go, are you going to let an unknown person like me make up the numbers? ?”

Isher chuckled and continued in a joking tone.

"Besides, you are a 'man of the moment' who has appeared in the "Daily Survivor" in Golden Gallen Harbor, and Absek is counting on you to go there and help him get some investment."

"Out of the "Daily Survivor" issue?" Anwo looked at him in confusion, "How do you know?"

"Reporters from "Daily Survivor" came here from Xiangzhou recently, and the branch office will also come here in the future. They gave you the title of hero," Isher said jokingly.

This guy can be a hero, but he can only be a mouse hiding in the corner. This is a kind of humor of the natives of Borneo.

But it doesn’t matter.

He wanted to become Bol not because he wanted to be a hero, but simply because he saw himself from Orisa's face, and he suddenly wanted to stand up for the guy who fell on the dock.

After being whipped, he has come to his senses. There is no Boer in Borneo Province.

Not even Bol's opponent existed.

For example, Najib was strung up on the flagpole in the first chapter of "The Story".

Anwo hadn't thought that much, he was just surprised, and even the hand that stuffed the cake into his mouth stopped unconsciously.

The "Daily Survivor" from Jingallang Port actually came to Tiandu?

He had heard of that newspaper a long time ago.

It is said that the newspaper was run by the survivors of Borneo Province, and it wrote stories that happened on this land, not places like Boulder City or Auroville City.

He had wanted to get a copy before and read it, but unfortunately he searched all over Saifan Port and couldn't find a few complete copies.

It seems that a lot of things happened outside during the days when I was locked in the dungeon...

…

After delivering the meal to Anwo, Isher did not stop in the dungeon, returned the plate to the jailer, and left in a hurry.

Not long after he left, there were footsteps again outside the door, but this time it was Absek and representatives of the alliance who walked in in person.

"Anwo, you have been wronged!"

Looking at Absek with apologetic expressions on his face, and then at the alliance representative standing next to him, Anwo couldn't make up his mind for a moment as to which drama he wanted to play with his boss.

The key is that no one gave him a script.

However, perhaps because of his racial talent, his mind was still spinning very quickly and he immediately found his position.

"...Everything I do is for the righteousness in my heart. There is no grievance or grievance. The fault lies with me alone. You treat me well, and I will not make it difficult for you -"

Before Anwo could finish his words, Absek quickly stopped him and refuted.

"What's the crime in joining forces for a righteous deed? If you are guilty, then aren't we all guilty! And the crime deserves death?"

After saying that, Absek held his shoulders again and spoke earnestly.

"I don't think you made any mistakes from the beginning, but some people in our team can't see clearly. I can only protect you first. I hope you can understand!"

"However, this is all in the past. Now that Janusz has been defeated and all his followers have been defeated, I can finally release you!"

Absek then said a lot of words. Even if he knew who this guy was, Anwo couldn't help but be moved.

Now he finally understood what the old man often said. Sometimes knowing less is not a blessing, but knowing too much can be a pain.

If he hadn't participated in the group in the church, hadn't seen the night conversation between the general and the legionnaire, and understood so many of the stories behind it, he might have misunderstood the person in front of him as some kind of perfect leader. Good people.

Of course.

He knew very well that he was not qualified to say this.

He didn't kill Janusz out of any righteousness at all. When he was in the church, he hesitated whether to open fire, and now he had to accompany this guy to continue acting against his will.

"...Thank you, General!" Anwo's words rolled out from his Adam's apple, just like the emotion rolling in his eyes.

"It's me who should say thank you!"

Absek looked at him intently, holding his hands tightly, his tone sincere and sincere.

“On behalf of all the survivors in Borneo, thank you for your righteous deed!”

The reporter on the side recorded this scene with a shutter.

Looking at the two people in the darkness, the old stick standing at the end of the group tilted his head slightly, turned his face sideways and said to the old dog standing next to him.

"...Look what I said then."

"Awesome." The old dog's face was written in capital letters, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Low-key..." Brother Gun coughed slightly and pretended to be humble.

The old wolf gave him a sidelong glance.

"You're so awesome, why don't you do it?"

Brother Stick chuckled.

"You don't understand this. The one who brags and the one who does it are two different things. When it comes to bragging, the Eagle is not as good as me, but when it comes to doing things, the Eagle is still much better than me."

Eagle standing aside rolled his eyes.

"You don't have to flatter me..."

These bitches!

As long as it is of some use, it is not of no use at all!

The two of them finally finished singing the trick. Eagle coughed slightly and walked in front of Anwo to interrupt the conversation.

"Mr. Anwo, although you have your own difficulties, I still hope that you can be calmer when doing things and not go to extremes."

This was said in front of Anwo, but it was said to Absek next to him.

Anwo didn't know whether he heard it or not. He lowered his head in shame and admitted his mistake.

"sorry, I……"

Really not thinking about the plot anymore, Yingying raised his hand to stop him.

"Okay, if you're sorry, there's no need to say it. This is your internal dispute, and we don't want to get involved. What I want to talk about next is related issues about the situation in Borneo Province. This is not only relevant to [us], but also to [...] you."

Anwo immediately looked at his leader Absek, who looked at the eagle and quickly put on a serious expression.

"Please speak!"

Eagle glanced at the two of them and spoke slowly.

"The foreign minister of the alliance has arrived at Golden Gallen Port. In order to promote a ceasefire between the various forces in Borneo Province, it is best for you to send a representative there."

Without waiting for Absek to speak, he continued.

"We all think you are a good candidate, but we have to ask for your personal opinion. I wonder if you are interested?"

Anwo was overjoyed when he heard this. He was about to agree, but he suddenly reacted and looked at General Absek and said humbly.

"I will listen to the general's arrangements!"

Absek pretended to laugh, with a satisfied expression on his face, and clapped his hand and said.

"Whatever I arrange, as long as it is beneficial to all the tribes in Borneo Province, just go ahead and do it! Don't ask me! Why don't you thank the envoys of the Alliance!"

Anwo turned to look at the eagle, and wanted to bow his head to thank him, but the latter reached out to hold him up.

"Let's stop thanking you and let's get out of this damn place first!"

…

Anvo, who assassinated Janusz in court, was released.

Moreover, Absek, the commander-in-chief of the Federation, personally went to the dungeon to mention him.

As soon as this news was published in the "Survivor Daily", it immediately set off a thousand waves in the Jinqilun Port downstream of the Yongliu River.

Many people thought that even if Janusz's faction was completely liquidated, Anwo would probably not end up well.

After all, one code equals one code.

If those who falsely accuse someone of committing an assassination are not punished, won’t everyone in the future have to follow suit?

From the perspective of Abu Saik and other senior officials, this was obviously a bad start.

However, no one expected that Abu Saikju personally pardoned Anwo.

A photo of the two shaking hands was published on the cover of Daily Survivor.

Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but clapped their hands and praised that Borneo Province finally had a wise king.

How can a man with an open mind be afraid of the flies and dogs under the shadow?

When a true revolutionary sees his comrades, his eyes are filled with enthusiasm and respect. How can he be suspicious?

Those eyes illuminated by the flash are bright and bright...

With the release of the hero who assassinated Janusz, the Tiandu Palace murder case finally came to an end.

However, from then on, all officers above the tenth captain were disarmed.

It was originally a symbol of their status.

But now, only officers who go to the front line can go to the logistics office to get guns and bullets.

As for the soldiers on duty at all levels, they have also implemented the management method of separating guns and ammunition according to groups, with one person serving and two people taking responsibility.

Not only that, but the directly-affiliated security forces with less than 10,000 troops have also been disrupted.

The guards of the command units at all levels were originally promoted by the officers themselves, but now they are uniformly deployed by the logistics department, and the promotion assessment is also in the hands of the logistics system.

For example, Ben Isher was the subordinate of Anwo, and now he was assigned to the subordinate of another commander to serve as the captain of the guard team (centurion), but his immediate superior was not the commander of his own team, but a higher level. The captain of ten thousand.

It is equivalent to dismantling the sword of power into its blade and hilt.

Man is an animal that is good at learning.

Just as Isher saw his own reflection in Orisa's body, Absek saw his own face in Janusz's body.

Although he would not admit it, the sudden death of the King of Heaven clearly stimulated him and kept him awake for several nights.

Otherwise, he would not have made a series of changes in such a hurry, hastily proving to everyone that he and Janusz are completely different...even if they are the same kind of people.

But objectively speaking, aside from the stimulation and motivations Absaik received, the series of changes he made do contain elements of progress.

On the other side, although the seven armies in the field were not dispersed, their morale was greatly reduced.

Coinciding with the decline of Tiandu, the suppression of local forces was lifted. In order to protect themselves, those local forces who were stunned also organized themselves one after another, or found new backers to fight against "natural disasters".

From being beaten and retreating at the beginning, these local armies have now been able to stabilize their own fronts, and can even fight back and forth with the Heavenly King's army.

The Snake King, who was fighting in the southeast, was the first to receive a head-on blow from the Black Panther Army.

After driving the Snake State and Wolf State city defense armies all over the ground, they were completely vulnerable to the well-equipped and well-trained Black Panther Army. They were forced to give up all thoughts about Leopard State and honestly withdrew. Within Wolf State and Snake State.

Coincidentally, things were not going well with the Dog King and Sheep King who were fighting in the north.

First, because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, we fought several battles with our own people. Finally, because they held each other back on the battlefield, they were taken advantage of by Lashi in the east. About one-third of the land in the three northern states fell into into the hands of Mammoth State authorities.

As for the Gray Wolf who originally blocked Lacy, although he was still brave in fighting, he was increasingly unable to cope with the increasingly full-fledged Lacy and his own poor logistics situation.

War is never just about love on the front line. Alaya's strength alone cannot stop the devastating flash floods from bursting the embankments. He can only watch the Dog, Yang, and Bird states being carved up by the two rebels.

Except for the three kings who were still holding the banner of the Heavenly King's Army, the remaining four kings were more sensible and returned to Tiandu one after another, changing their banners and drawing clear lines from their original identities.

They are not stupid. They know what kind of character they are and what kind of character the Heavenly King Army is.

They were like avalanches rolling down the mountain tops, and they were able to conquer half of Borneo Province in one fell swoop.

Now that the breath held in the chest has been released, the people's hearts have basically been released.

It is only a matter of time that this big ship sinks. It is better to join that union while you are still valuable, which can be regarded as climbing ashore from this eternal river.

The development of love exceeded the expectations of all the spectators who paid attention to it.

Especially the diners at a noodle restaurant in Jinqilun Port.

Everyone thought that the seven opposition kings would develop into a force that should not be underestimated, but they found that they thought that these rebels who were halfway to becoming monks were too real...

…

In early February, an early light rain gave the air in Tiandu a more humid smell.

This year's rainy season seems to be earlier than in previous years, almost two months earlier.

It seems that the province of Borneo is not completely unaffected by the extreme climate in the wasteland.

At the north gate of Tiandu, there was a long line of people entering the city, and people were inspected one by one.

Following closely beside the pangolin, Penny, wrapped in a robe, carefully observed her surroundings.

It had only been half a month since they last came here, but the scene here had become somewhat unrecognizable to her.

First of all, the people with bandages on their arms disappeared, replaced by a group of soldiers in gray military uniforms, patrolling the streets in neat lines.

These clothes are all new, as if they were bought.

Secondly, there seemed to be more vendors on both sides of the street than before. There were shouts and hawking everywhere, and it looked so lively!

According to the pangolin, it seems that the curfew was lifted by Abu Saik, the commander-in-chief of Tiandu. Therefore, even some villagers who lived far away brought the village's specialties in small carts. They did not have to worry about the long journey and being caught and tortured by the soldiers if they could not return home before dark.

Having said this, I have to mention in passing that the Xilan coins issued by the Xilan Empire have ceased circulation.

However, the new authorities did not adopt all strategies. Instead, they allowed residents of Borneo Province to take their Siran coins and exchange them for a new type of money called "Bornese coins" in banks after the joint-stock reform.

This new currency is issued entirely with the credit endorsement of the authorities and is authorized to be printed by the banknote printing factory in Jinlun Port. The exchange ratio with Xilan currency is 1:1. It can only be exchanged after completing resident registration, and each person is limited to one exchange. ten thousand.

The recovered Xilan coins are directly written off, and the new money exchanged can be regarded as "releasing liquidity" to the market.

It is said that this is also the intention of the alliance representatives, and the purpose is to minimize the impact of power changes on the middle and lower classes.

During this period of time, they had been hiding in the countryside of Niuzhou and did not return until the situation here stabilized.

Looking at the checkpoint getting closer and closer, Penny looked at the pangolin and couldn't help but whisper.

"Is it really okay to go into the city now?"

Looking at the nervous Penny, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team smiled confidently and comforted her softly.

"Don't worry, I've already asked about it."

Before setting off, he went to the forum to ask a question to make sure there was no one there.

Not to mention that there is no son, the current Borneo authorities are eager to start negotiations with the Legion immediately.

The smell of gunpowder in Saifan Harbor became more and more obvious, and boxes of ammunition were shipped ashore.

Although the alliance is still mediating through diplomatic channels, the Borneo authorities have clearly prepared for the worst.

This battle is probably inevitable, but negotiations can always delay it for some time.

Except for the three kings and one Alaya who are still making noise in the entire Borneo Province, they have basically formed a united front. They are not monolithic, but at least they will not stab each other.

In addition, reinforcements from the Alliance are also arriving one after another.

Even if it can buy a little more time at this time, it would be great for the Borneo authorities.

For the warriors who had exchanged cards with the Alliance Messenger, the current situation was clear.

On behalf of the civil servants of the Triumph City, he will declare recognition of the Kingdom of Borneo and recognize them in exchange for "recognizing the legion's actual control of the Port of West Sails" and "the treaty port-related agreements signed by the old empire are still valid." The liquidation of the remnants of the Heavenly King's Army.

Although this may offend the Southern Army, the tragedy at Saipan Port has already made both sides sore with each other, and now they can no longer care about dignity.

This was not only the intention of Mr. Bennot, but also the unanimous decision of the entire civil servants of Triumph City.

They don't want to participate in the big bets of the Southern Concubine Group.

Not to mention the odds of winning, there is no benefit if they win the bet, and if they lose, they will lose everything they have worked hard on in Borneo.

As for Borneo's defection to the alliance, it's not a big problem. Those guys who have breasts are mothers have never been loyal at all. At worst, they can just win them back.

The team entering the city slowly moved forward, and finally they were in line.

Without saying a word, the warlord directly pulled out the crumpled document in his arms and revealed his identity.

"I am Pangolin, the legion's messenger! Let your leaders come to see me!"

The six soldiers standing at the city gate were all stunned by these words. Several civilians behind the team were also stunned and subconsciously took a few steps away.

The look of someone trying to avoid him made Penny nervous for a while.

Her palms were sweating, and she tightened the hem of Pangolin's clothes so that her whole body was almost pressed against his body.

At this time, a soldier finally reacted, hurriedly said "Wait a moment", and ran behind the city gate without saying a word.

Not long after, the centurion on duty trotted over from the corner behind the city gate.

Just as the warlord expected.

There was a warm smile on his face, which was completely different from the fierce look he had half a month ago.

After confirming the document in his hand, the centurion's smile became even brighter, almost flattering.

"Envoy please come in quickly! Our commander-in-chief has been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Warlander didn't give him any good looks. He looked at him with his nostrils like a real Willant, and only nodded his nose slightly.

"Lead the way."

The centurion didn't care, he nodded with a smile on his face and made a polite gesture of invitation.

"This way please!"