This Game Is Too Realistic

Although Chu Guang, the flag-raising boy, had done a lot of things, this time his opened mouth showed no signs of appearing.

Singularity City is safe.

It is no exaggeration to say that this place is much safer than any settlement in the alliance.

Not only that, time here seems to have slowed down, and even the birds that occasionally fly by are so leisurely and enviable.

Under the coordination of AI, not only humans have reached the highest state of harmony, but humans and other species have also achieved the honor of "no offense".

Agricultural zoning west of Singularity City.

Looking at the farmer sitting on the field ridge in the distance, lazily basking in the sun, and the sparrow eating the buffet not far away from him, Chu Guang, who was taking a walk with Han Shuang accompanying him, recorded this moment like a world-famous painting with his lens .

After grinning, he suddenly sighed.

"...To be honest, I never thought you could succeed at the time. I didn't even plan to prevent your failure and how to take over the mess here."

His concerns are actually not unfounded.

After all, the original residents of this settlement were not Tuo people, and there were even some cunning and cunning people and lackeys who had taken refuge in the Torch.

When it comes to moral standards, maybe some of the "hybrids" who have been ostracized by the mutant tribe are nobler than them.

The only truly innocent people may be those who were rescued by the Alliance from the mutant tribe and were raised as livestock.

However, on the other hand, the rescued prisoners did not even have the most basic social attributes, not to mention the ability to take care of themselves.

Both types of people belong to the group with the highest "success" in the alliance society.

In order for them to play a positive role in society, the resources required are three times or more than the average level.

This includes prostitution that is not limited to homeless people's homes, raiding the shelves and dumplings at rescue stations, and deceiving and abducting other wastelanders who have just joined the alliance, etc.

The miraculously is that Singularity City successfully eliminated them.

Or to be more accurate, their "free and unorganized" nature unexpectedly adapted to each other with the outrageously strict rules of Singularity City.

Hearing Chu Guang's compliment, Hanshuang smiled shyly and proudly.

"You're very grateful...Although in your opinion we have done a good job, in fact, in my opinion, we are still far away from the final success."

Chu Guang glanced at it.

"The ultimate success?"

Hanshuang said in a gentle tone.

"At least we have to be able to operate completely independently of outside help."

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled.

"This goal... is indeed too ambitious. No settlement in the alliance can achieve it, let alone you."

"Right, so Singularity City still has a long way to go..." Hanshuang sighed softly, "To be honest, I sometimes think pessimistically that this may be an unattainable goal. "

Chu Guang asked a little surprised.

"Are you also pessimistic?"

"I am an android, not a robot. The calculated probability of 1% is the threshold of my emotional control item. Below this threshold, I will feel depressed."

Hanshuang nodded, sighed slightly and continued.

"Our cultivated land area has tripled, food production has also doubled, and people's lives are extremely prosperous, but it is still difficult for us to get rid of our dependence on the outside world."

"More than that, there are always two distinct situations here. Some people are full of energy, but always planning to leave here, while the other group of people are depressed. Although they do not plan to leave, they will become more and more depressed. Relying on our care, on the one hand passively completing the tasks assigned by us, and cutting energy consumption to adapt to the minimum living standards we provide, it ends up being more like a machine than a machine, but far less efficient than a machine.”

Although in principle, people who leave Singularity City cannot take anything away from Singularity City, and the profit ratio when converting labor points into silver coins is pitifully low, and knowledge and skills are not considered things, and in Singularity Point It can be said that the city is free.

In addition to sleeping at the prescribed time, people are free to spend their spare time.

People who are eager to leave here will spend a lot of their free time learning knowledge and skills. Paradoxically, this group of people is what Hanshuang hopes to keep the most.

Although it also tried to purchase some drugs from Ideal City and reward these talents within the framework allowed by the alliance constitution, it only delayed their departure and did not change the final result.

In fact, Singularity City has been reduced to a production base that supplies professional talents and cheap food products to the Alliance, but it has not developed a social form that can comprehensively surpass the Alliance or even other settlements in the wasteland.

Once the input of external creativity is removed, this closed settlement will become a pool of stagnant water and enter a "downward spiral" vicious cycle.

Chu Guang also noticed it suddenly.

The penetration rate of automatic automatons here is generally not as high as that of Chenchen Town next door.

Hanshuang, who was standing next to Chu Guang, asked suddenly.

"Is it human nature?"

Chu Guang thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

"Maybe, maybe not."

Hanshuang looked at him intently, breaking the casserole and asking the truth.

"My intellectual plug-in tells me that you have a better answer... Please do not hesitate, you are one of the most far-sighted organisms I have ever met, and your opinion is valuable to me."

Listening to these strange words, Chu Guang made a helpless expression, sighed and said.

"How can I put it...'Modification' is a false proposition in itself. Most real-life problems have no standard answers or optimal solutions, only relatively suitable solutions. In my opinion , your confusion is more like a self-defeating law than human nature."

Hanshuang: "Self-made rules?"

Chu Guang nodded and turned his gaze to the golden mountains and plains in the distance.

"We have reached more than one conclusion over the past tens of thousands of years, but no single conclusion can solve all the problems we have encountered in all historical periods."

"I'm more inclined to think that the absolutely perfect method never existed in the first place."

"The People's Federation was once close to perfection. The prosperity era satisfied all our imaginations about the future in the old era. The result of the straight upward movement was ultimately the straight fall we see today."

Looking at Hanshuang who was deep in thought, Chu Guang suddenly changed the topic and patted it on the shoulder with a smile.

"However, the exploration of the 'ultimate proposition' is not meaningless... Whether it is physics or sociology, we will always make unexpected discoveries on the road to exploring perfection. , and this is far more beneficial than standing still.”

"Keep going, maybe one day in the future, the alliance will need to be saved by you."

He has prepared many baskets for the eggs in his hands. In addition to the alliance, there is also the South Sea Alliance.

As long as there are enough options to choose from, you can always find the right one.

Even if existing methods don't work, future alliances can create new ones.

He believed his child had such potential.

And this power that can keep the alliance young forever is much more useful than leaving more inheritance for his descendants to squander.

Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, the surprised Hanshuang suddenly understood what he meant, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"I'm really ashamed. I didn't expect that my confusion would need to be answered by my client...Thank you, I will remember your advice and keep going."

It seemed to have a better understanding of its own work, and it also regained its motivation.

Chu Guang smiled and nodded, speaking in a gentle tone.

"With your words, I feel relieved."

…

Throughout the afternoon, Chu Guang visited Qingdian City. In addition to the farms here, it also included local clothing factories and soda fountains.

The factories here are similar to farmland, and the enthusiasm for production is not high, but it is enough to meet the needs of the settlement itself.

A night of silence.

Chu Guang, who returned to stay at the annex, slept until dawn. After bidding farewell to Hanshuang, Sun Eclipse, and Yinyin's group, he headed directly to the station outside Singularity City.

Most of the passengers waiting in front of the station platform were those who got off yesterday.

In addition, there are also some young men or people carrying suitcases of the same style. Their expressions and temperaments are like players who have just left the Novice Village, looking complacent.

No matter what reason they came to Singularity City, it seems that they have cheered up and are ready to hit the road again.

At this time, Chu Guang accidentally noticed the "check-in" registration desk at the entrance of the settlement. In addition to the wasteland visitors from the wasteland, there were also some residents of Ideal City standing there.

Those people seemed to be the same passengers who got off the bus as myself.

㱗After a day of inspection, they did not leave with the compatriots in the tour group who were still satisfied, but seemed to decide to stay and join the big family of Singularity City.

Chu Guang was curious about what they were thinking, so he used holographic camouflage equipment to modify his appearance. He walked up to one of the young men wearing plain glasses and struck up a conversation with him.

"Dude, do you think the work here is good?"

Chu Guang's processed voice didn't make him hear anything unusual, and Hou Yi seemed to be very talkative and answered him with a hearty smile.

"What's wrong? My ideal city room is only twenty square meters, has no windows, and only has one vent that blows out air-conditioning and hot air. Even if I work hard all my life, I will never be able to let real sunlight shine into my house... …But here, I only need to lie down on the ground to get it.”

Looking at this overly optimistic young man, Chu Guang kindly reminded him.

“But there is no endpoint cloud here, and there probably won’t be one in the future.”

"That's even better. I've long been tired of the virtual world with no sense of boundaries. The AIs there are all obedient and like puppets. A real person can be as ugly as he is if he cuts open the virtual shell...including me. Myself. To be honest, I just ran here to get as far away from the end point cloud as possible." The young man smiled heartily, shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Besides, this is not a very difficult choice, anyway. It’s okay if you get tired of it.”

In fact, the last sentence is the key point.

Hearing the young man's answer, Chu Guang couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

What he was most worried about at the beginning was that people used this "drug rehabilitation center" as a nursing home, but now it seems that all his worries have come true.

But...

This doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

The conversation he had with Hanshuang yesterday actually not only affected Hanshuang, some of his own thoughts also changed quietly.

Even if what he was worried about finally came true, it didn't mean that it would definitely bring about the worst expected results.

And even if he makes all the preparations and eliminates hidden dangers, the final result will definitely be as he wishes.

After chatting with the chatty young man for a few words, he slowly returned to the entrance of Gongzongtongwan.

At this moment, the train going south happened to pull into the station, and Lu Bei, who was wearing formal clothes, walked up to him in a low-key manner.

"But... first of all, the carriage we reserved has arrived at the station. My colleagues in the carriage have checked it in advance. Please come with me."

Looking at Lu Bei who looked serious, Chu Guang nodded and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go then, don't keep other passengers waiting."

When they sat down in the box reserved by Chu Guang, the group did not attract the attention of any passengers.

The next stop is Weifu City.

After passing Weifu City and Shifeng Mountain, there is Haiya Province, which is adjacent to the southern sea... I heard that there has been a lot of excitement there recently.

Due to his initial "shock treatment" plan for the eastern provinces, a large number of wastelanders moved to ten settlements along the coast of Haiya Province.

In addition to a large number of wastelanders settling there, there are also surviving tribesmen from Borneo, and even Wilantites from the Legion.

Some of them are expeditionary troops who chose to retire and stay in the local area, and some of them came across the ocean to escape or to pan for gold.

The space elevator and the Space Elevator Project have brought huge employment opportunities and business prospects, and the continuous influx of immigrants has brought technology, wealth and labor force.

This asset is much richer than the "Meissner Effect Armor" sold to the Alliance by Groom Town.

Especially with the help of the Mammoth National Labor Party of the South China Sea Alliance, the haze of civil war has gradually been lifted.

This surviving force, also hatched by the residents of the shelter, is like a new engine with a second spring. It uses the two hundred years of technical reserves and offshore construction experience as fuel to drive the development of the entire southern coastal area. !

Today's Hai Ya Province is gradually replacing Golden Gallon Port and Mammoth City in Borneo Province as the next emerging market sought after by investors.

And unlike when the industrial owners of the alliance first rushed to Golden Gallen Port, today's alliance is different from the past in terms of production methods and financial tools.

The miracles conceived there may be even more amazing than those in Borneo.

Chu Guang took over from X-16 a copy of the "Survival Daily" issued by Settlement No. 1, which was printed using the printer on the train.

He unfolded the newspaper and his thighs shook, and he looked at the headline of the newspaper.

There was a painting on it of a lame Wilant veteran, wearing a Confederate Army uniform, standing in disgrace under the sign of a homeless home, queuing up to receive a free prosthetic body.

Except for the second-rate editors of Shuguang City's "Surviving Daily", most of the "Surviving Daily" in most areas are quite good at drawing satirical cartoons.

Including that of Boulder.

And the caption below the picture is even more ironic.

[Unprecedented "Great Population Migration"! The "Salvation Nest" transport ship arrives at Settlement No. 1! 】

It can be seen that the editor who wrote this report should be from the Yue tribe.

Although this dear friend has restrained his emotions in wording and expression in order to ensure objectivity, a hint of disgust can still be seen between the lines.

Chu Guang's eyebrows raised slightly, with a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

"Are these people immigrants from Yongye Port?"

Xiaoqi, who was sitting on his shoulder, nodded and said.

"Maybe...there seems to be a post on the forum mentioning them."

Chu Guangzhi knew the post that Xiaoqi was talking about.

About half a month ago, a guy named [Talan Raid] published a short story on the forum, recording the two legends of Yongye Port and Blackwater Lane.

This short story has just written about the enlightenment meeting, and the "guides" hiding in Yongye Port and their ulterior plan to destroy the world have just revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Chu Guang also followed that post, but so far it seems that his "Desert Corps" that popped up has not made much progress.

The blockade and large-scale suppression activities in Yongye Port are still continuing, and presumably it is not easy for them to take extraordinary actions.

㱗That post mentioned a businessman named Arman and his "Salvation Nest". It was said that the twelve ships contained thousands of people and thousands of tons of gold.

After Chu Guang learned about the situation, he sent a telegram to Li Minghui, instructing his fleet not to accidentally injure these civilians.

I just didn't expect that these twelve ships would sail very fast, and everyone had already arrived...