This Game Is Too Realistic

Near Settlement No. 10, the academy’s research ship.

A tall and thin man stood in the light blue holographic light and shadow, looking at the respectful look of Yang Kai's commanding tone and saying.

"How did he choose?"

Yang Kai reported to Yu truthfully.

"It's unclear at the moment. He didn't give me a definite answer...but as you can see, space-based weapons are indeed moving towards the Western Hemisphere."

It's just that it has not been deployed yet.

Although the academy does not have access permission to these weapons left behind by the War Construction Committee, it does know the coordinates of each weapon.

Tracking their location is not difficult.

It is a pity that the most intelligent and knowledgeable people on this planet do not hold any of the keys.

Seeing that Dr. Conclusion did not respond for a long time, Yang Kai continued to speak in a respectful tone.

"I would like to ask, how do you expect him to choose?"

The man known as Dr. Conclusion smiled lightly.

"I don't have the optimal solution here, I just want to see his choice."

His voice, which didn't have many fluctuations, made it difficult to guess what he was really thinking.

Yang Kai smiled bitterly.

"Looks like we'll just have to wait and see."

…

Forced into a desperate situation, the senior officials of the Southern Army placed all their hopes of victory on a chemical weapon called "dead agent."

The alliance's orbital weapons are being deployed to the area of ​​​​Avente City, ready to solve all troubles once and for all.

The warlord didn't know if the manager was serious, but if the guy really pressed the button, then all his hard work might really be in vain.

It’s not even just his efforts.

It also includes other players in the alliance, as well as all the efforts made by Julius, Penny, Alman and other Valantians to end the Wasteland Era.

And this includes managers themselves.

In short, this sudden situation completely broke the warlord's arrangements for the next work.

He originally planned to wait until after the funeral of Commander Julius, and then unite with the civil service group to carry out a top-down reform of the Triumph City, starting from the citizen assembly to the selection of representatives from all walks of life. Later, they jointly discussed the constitution of the Wilante people and improved a series of laws on this basis.

But now, this matter seems to have to be pushed back.

After asking a lot of troll netizens for their suggestions on the forum, Warfield finally found the only person he could trust and who could help after repeatedly weighing the pros and cons in his mind...

The meeting hall of the Glorious Academy.

After listening to the distinguished consul's statement, Lei Ze, the commander of the Imperial Guards, could not help but frown slightly.

"You mean...the genetic source code of the Velant people has been stolen?"

The warlord thought he would be shocked by the content of the death agent plan, but he didn't expect that the old man's focus was on the strange details.

"That's right," Warfield Man nodded and said with a serious look, "For the Southern Legion's plan, the genetic source code of the Vaillant people is necessary. Only by completing this last piece of the puzzle can they ensure The plan was implemented smoothly——"

"This is impossible." Before he could finish speaking, Lei Ze interrupted him and said in an unquestionable tone, "No one can steal the genetic source code of the Weirant people, and where did you come from?" Did you get the news from the civil service group? "

The warlord's brow twitched fiercely.

He didn't know where this old man got the confidence to be so sure that the genetic source code would not be stolen.

And this is where the trouble lies. Although he knows what you have discovered, he cannot tell the source of the information.

After all, he couldn't tell this old guy that he received the mission from the game system, right?

Can the system's tasks still be fake?

Unless the dog plotted to play with him intentionally.

"...I can't tell you the source of the news, but it is indeed true." Warfield stared at him intently, trying to impress this 172-year-old man with his sincerity.

Although he knew very well in his heart, the possibility of convincing Lei Ze through such a hasty method was almost slim.

After all, this is no ordinary accusation.

No one is impressed by a simple "Trust me."

To Warfield's surprise, Lei Ze did not immediately reject his words, but stared at his pupils with his cloudy eyes.

After a while, he suddenly dropped a sentence.

"You come with me."

After saying that, Lei Ze walked towards the outside of the meeting hall.

Seeing this thunderous movement, the warlord was slightly stunned. He didn't understand what the old man wanted to do, but he still got up and followed him.

The two of them left the Glorious Academy directly, walked down the thousands of marble steps one after another, and then got into the car waiting by the road.

"Get in the car."

Looking at Lei Ze getting into the car, Warfield hesitated for a moment before opening the door and getting in.

He originally thought that the old man was planning to take him somewhere in the Glory Courtyard, but he didn't expect that it looked like he was going to take a long trip.

After the car door closed, the car's engine slowly started, driving the two people in the car away from the Glory Yard.

After about twenty minutes, the warriors had even seen the walls of Triumph City, and then the speed of the car slowed down.

"arrive."

After saying these words, Lei Ze reached out to push open the car door and got out of the car neatly.

The warlord also followed him and got out of the car. He looked up and glanced in front of him, only to see that there was a military camp, and two soldiers wearing power armor were guarding the front of the checkpoint.

In the entire Triumph City, there was only one place where even the sentries on guard were wearing power armor.

The moment he saw the two "Dragoon" powered armors, the field man had already guessed where this place was.

Seeing the commander and consul of their own army, the sentinels on duty stood in awe, took off their helmets and visors, and gave a military salute with a solemn expression.

Lei Ze simply returned the military salute, then looked at the surprised pangolin behind him and continued talking.

"This is the Imperial Guard Mansion, the residence of the Imperial Guard. I originally planned to bring you here after the funeral of Commander Julius."

"I know, I've passed by here before." The battlefield atmosphere team nodded, but looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he brought him here.

Taking yourself on a tour of the Praetorian Guards?

Now doesn't seem to be the time to do this.

Lei Ze did not explain what he was doing here, but just led him all the way through a concrete building to the deepest part of the Imperial Guard Mansion.

A ring-shaped concrete building is located in the center of the open space. There are no windows in the thick walls, only a long and narrow passage extending into the building.

Lei Ze led him forward, passed the guard at the door, stood on the elevator with the Legion emblem in the middle of the hall on the first floor, and then pressed the button on the mechanical keyboard.

The elevator door squeaked shut, and then the elevator car descended at a steady speed.

Looking at the confused Archon, Lei Ze said in a very soft voice.

"...The concrete structure you just saw outside is just the 'gate' of this building. Its real mystery is actually underground."

The battlefield atmosphere team coughed lightly.

"You know that's not what I'm curious about."

"I know," Lei Ze nodded, "and I can assure you that all your confusions will be answered soon... We are here."

After nearly a minute of settling, the elevator finally reached its destination.

The battlefield atmosphere team couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. This facility was too hidden, almost like a shelter.

Not long after, he was thinking about this and saw a giant gear-shaped alloy door, with a large number "3" printed in the center of the giant door.

"No. 3 Shelter... Is this a shelter?! Wait... there is a shelter below Triumph City?!" The battlefield atmosphere team had a surprised expression on their faces.

Looking at the surprised Archon, Lei Ze smiled lightly and said.

"I remember I should have said that a long time ago, when Julius Shuai was still alive, I often interacted with you."

The battlefield atmosphere team swallowed and nodded slowly.

Turning his gaze to the giant door in front of him, Lei Ze's eyes seemed to be lost in memories, and he continued talking after a long time.

"That was a love affair a long time ago, it should be the one I just left... After the residents of Vault 3 learned about our experiences and the love affair that occurred in the Vaillante laboratory, they began to fight against the love affair after the war. He expressed his indignation at the crimes against humanity committed by members of the Standing Committee of the Communist Party of China and generously provided help to us.”

"It was a great group of people, and that was also our honeymoon period with the shelter residents...yours."

"If we only rely on ourselves and without the support of the technical department, even if we obtain the genetic source code of the Vaillant Laboratory, it will not help. However, after getting the help of the residents of the shelter, all the problems were solved, and we finally obtained gained true freedom and built a great triumphal city on the land above our heads.”

When he said this, Lei Ze paused for a moment, moved his eyes away from the huge door of the shelter, and looked at the stunned Archon - or "Pangolin".

"The genetic source code is kept in this shelter... Actually, I should have brought you here long ago, but I was delayed due to some reasons."

After saying that, the old man walked up to the door, reached out and knocked a few buttons on the console next to the huge gear-shaped door.

With a tremor like an earthquake, the giant gear-shaped door slowly rolled to one side with the rumbling sound, making way for the shelter.

"Not only the tonnage code, but also the object identification information needs to be verified... Come with me."

Looking at the surprised pangolin, Lei Ze smiled faintly and led him forward until he came to a closed alloy door and completed the final identification of the object's information.

Accompanied by the sound of air leakage, the tightly closed alloy door slowly opened, finally revealing the interior of the shelter to the two of them.

The battlefield atmosphere team was about to move forward, but was pressed on the shoulder by Lei Ze's outstretched hand.

The battlefield atmosphere team turned around and saw those cloudy pupils staring at him intently, and the sight from those pupils seemed to penetrate his soul.

"You record it too."

"OK."

The battlefield atmosphere team showed a serious expression, Zheng Yi nodded, and then with the help of Lei Ze, he completed the registration of the object identification information.

He knows what this means.

This old man who had protected the Wilante people for more than a century for Commander Julius finally officially entrusted everything about the Wilante people to him.

The two people who passed through the alloy door continued to move forward, turned a few corners according to the map of the shelter, and soon came to a laboratory.

This laboratory is much more spacious than the "small single rooms" in Vault 404, and the facilities it contains appear to be more complete.

Thinking of the "classical style" marble buildings on the surface, the warlord couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The ground and underground are like two parallel times and spaces.

Stopping in front of a cylindrical metal tank, Lei Ze looked back at the pangolin looking around and continued.

"The source code of the Valantians is stored here. The surface is guarded by the Guards, and there is a security system for the Sanctuary underground. You are a resident of the Sanctuary. Even if you don't believe in the strength of our Guards, you should know the Sanctuary very well." Protection level.”

Looking away from the facility on the side, the warlord nodded seriously.

"No one can enter an activated shelter without authorization."

Lei Ze nodded, and then continued.

"Not only that, every visit will leave biometric information containing a time stamp, regardless of whether it is successful or not. So I can responsibly tell you that no one has stolen it, and it is impossible for anyone to steal it. "

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped twice on the operation panel next to the round tank to start the storage device control program.

The light blue holographic screen quickly displayed previous gene source code retrieval records, as well as identity and time information labeled next to it.

The battlefield atmosphere team walked quickly beside [the old man] and looked at the content on the holographic screen.

According to the displayed data, the last time the data was retrieved was more than a century ago, and the purpose marked in the information column is also very clear, which is to complete human cloning that grows eight times faster.

More than a century ago…

At that time, let alone Tire, maybe even the concept of the Southern Army did not exist.

The warrior's Adam's apple twitched, and the thoughts in his mind were a little confused for a moment.

"That is to say...it is impossible for the Southern Legion to obtain the [gene source code]."

Lei Ze nodded slowly.

"I would like to ask you where your information comes from."

Facing the old man's sharp gaze, the warlord was silent for a while and then spoke slowly.

"Do you believe me?"

Lei Ze shook his head without thinking.

Unexpectedly, the old man was so suspicious of him, and the warlord's expression suddenly became a little unbearable.

However, he didn't think so, but at this time the old man nodded slowly.

"I don't believe you. A guy with unknown origins suddenly said that he wanted to liberate the Weilant people and cut off the chains on the Weilant people. This sounds like a scam."

"But I believe that you are handsome, you are the one he is waiting for...you meet every one of his predictions."

After a pause, Lei Ze said slowly.

"Besides, you are the choice of the people of Weiland."

Just like Yuu Wushuai.

Although Marshal Yousius is not from Wilant, that gentleman is the unquestionable choice of all Wilant people.

If he makes the wrong choice, it can only be said that this is the fate of the people of Weiland, and he must admit it even if he doesn't want to admit it.

It's not just Marshal Yousius who is aging, but also himself and even the entire Imperial Guard.

It was destined that they would not be able to accompany the Vaillant people all the way.

Feeling the weight and mission contained in that sentence, Warfield took a deep breath and spoke frankly.

"You know that I am a shelter resident, but you probably don't know where I come from... To be honest, I come from Vault 404."

Lei Ze's pupils shrank suddenly, but they regained their composure after a moment.

"Then what?"

The battlefield atmosphere team was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and continued.

"We can communicate through some kind of telepathy... This is our secret. It is the same as your genetic source code. I hope you can keep this secret for me."

In the end, he hid things about the player and the other world. After all, those were the rules written in the "Player's Handbook", and it was meaningless to reveal it to Lei Ze. It would only increase the cost of communication, not reduce it.

However, explaining NPCs in your own way has always been allowed by the rules.

This doesn’t count as “off the field.”

Vault 404 has never denied the various legends about itself, but there are many versions of the legend.

After hearing this, Lei Ze was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly between his eyebrows.

"Telepathy... I hope you are serious."

He has lived for 172 years, and he can tell who is lying at a glance, but at this moment, he clearly feels that this young consul is telling the truth.

It’s not just about “telepathy”.

Even the part about the "death agent" is the same. At most, some details are concealed... and the concealment of these details is not out of malice, but due to some level of pressure.

The warlord stared at Lei Ze intently and continued.

"Believe me, what I say is all the truth! The reason why I am so sure about the 'death agent' is because our compatriots have discovered countless details about its existence on the front line of Borneo Province and at the southernmost point of the Great Desert. "Evidence. Just as you can responsibly tell me that the genetic source code of the Vaillant people is still here, I can responsibly tell you that all this is true."

Lei Ze sighed.

"Vault 404...you are almost showing me off. You are the Alliance's spy, and you have successfully eliminated the Alliance's biggest competitor."

The Warlander coughed dryly.

"Why are you blaming me for the disintegration of the legion... You should know better, that has nothing to do with me at all."

"I didn't. I just assumed that I might think so from the standpoint of an ordinary Weiland citizen."

Lei Ze pressed his eyebrows with a headache and spoke slowly after a moment.

"You don't need to try to convince me. It's enough to think about how to convince other Weirant people after this matter is over. They are the ones you need to be responsible for... I hope you will put this matter into perspective after everything is over." Tell the people of Triumph, as you yourself said, to free the people of Valant from lies."

Facing that meaningful look, Zheng Yi, the warlord, nodded.

"I will do this."

The worst thing is that this consul is no longer in office.

In fact, he didn't originally want to be this consul. He was simply forced into this position.

Taking a deep breath, he organized the thoughts in his mind and continued.

"The question now is what do the senior officials of the Southern Army want to do? I can be sure that the 'death agent' plan exists and is about to be implemented at the last moment. As I said, our intelligence personnel have There's enough evidence to prove it exists, they told me via that... uh, telepathy."

At this moment, Lei Ze no longer worries about "spy" and "telepathy", but completely focuses his energy on the problem itself.

Everything was just like when he and Marshal Juius fought side by side more than a century ago.

"It's actually easy to see what they want to do..." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and continued in a calm voice, "Just use the will of the Weirant people to carry it through."

The warlord looked at him in astonishment.

"You mean..."

"The Weyland people are physically stronger than the survivors of the Human League era. Not only that, we have stronger control over all levels of society... This is not only because we have Legion genes, but also because Weyland Special people are born to obey the collective and the 'wolf' race. When faced with a crisis, we will be more united than any other nation."

That cold-blooded voice sounded like it was coming out of the freezer, and a chill ran down people's spines involuntarily.

At this moment, Lei Ze has completely taken on the perspective of a ruthless officer, and winning the final victory is his only goal.

Only in this way can he think from the standpoint of Tyr.

"...So, we don't need to be immune to the 'death agent' at all. It is even better to not be immune. The fear of death will speed up their escape and make them passively participate in [our] plan. "For cowardly and civilized people, being a victim also makes it harder for them to cut us off from their society."

"We compatriots will take it to every corner of the world, replacing our guns and guns to conquer the remaining three-thirds of the world that has not been conquered by us."

"As long as it is as terrifying and lethal as what was shown in the laboratory, the winner in this survival competition will definitely be us...we, the Velantians."

The warrior's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Strong walls and clear fields..."

"Strengthen the wall and clear the field? The layout of that thing is too small, and the 'death agent' goes further than it."

Lei Ze looked at Mr. Archon who was holding his breath, grinned meaningfully, and continued speaking slowly.

"It's called natural selection."

That's the battlefield where the Valantians are best at.

Tyr plans to bet his chances of victory on the survival ability of the Vaillant people!

"... Of course, this matter cannot be known to a third person. We must use the 'gene source code' as a cover to make those people in Weiland who participated in the plan believe that the death agent is harmless to them, at least it is fatal. It doesn’t work, it’s only effective for aliens.”

Looking at the shocked pangolin, Lei Ze calmed down his cold expression and returned to his usual gentle and majestic appearance.

"From Tyr's point of view, he would probably make such a deployment... It's unbelievable. It's already Wasteland 214, and there are still people who can retain the original beast's nature so completely."

After coming back to his senses, the warlord held his breath involuntarily, and it took a long time before he slowly spoke.

"Were the people of Valeant like this in the past?"

Lei Ze said without thinking.

"There is indeed a period of time in the wasteland. Otherwise, it is impossible to survive."

After a pause, he said again.

"But I don't think this is right. Surviving as a beast is not something to be proud of. The children of the Velant people will not go to a better future because of their fathers' 'sacrifice', as if they were cheating." The father really won. They will go to an era worse than the wasteland, to a wider jungle and have a final battle with mutants or other people. Who is more like a beast, who is less limited, Who is more barbaric..."

"If they win in the end, will they find their conscience and turn back to humans one day in the future? I don't think so. Humans are very path-dependent animals. Just like those who survived because of General Lowell's whims." Borneos, their children are like crops growing on red soil today. I think even Lowell himself would not be proud of their groveling appearance. "

This madman...

After working on it for a long time, Tyr had no intention of making the Vaillant people immune to the death potion! ?

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team suddenly thought of Sailor Port.

It seemed to be the same thing that time...

And they are exactly the same!

He clenched his fists involuntarily and looked at Lei Ze seriously.

"How to stop Tyr."

He wanted to know if there was any other way than resorting to last resort.

Lei Ze looked at him and returned the question completely.

"How to stop Tyr... You shouldn't throw this problem to a 172-year-old man, respect Mr. Archon."

"You are the one who wants to move forward with the Weiland people. The one who should make the decision is you, not me."

"They chose you between barbarism and civilization. I believe they must have seen from you that you are not inferior to the strength of the former."

"So don't be afraid of choosing, you just need to remember... don't let those barbarians who live in the past see weakness and fear from your eyes, let alone let those who choose you be disappointed."