This Game Is Too Realistic

The "Face-Based Conference" continues.

While Chu Guang was chatting happily with his little player, an old man who had lived for more than two decades was not idle either.

To be precise, the juniors who visited this "humble house" didn't want him to be idle.

Seeing Absek leaving from the side of the Chief of the Great Rift Valley, Shawar immediately rushed forward without stopping, intercepting the old man who was about to turn around and leave.

He put on a friendly smile on his face and spoke in a respectful tone.

"Dear Sir, I am Shava, the captain of the Mammoth Nation's Stormtroopers. Please allow me to extend my most sincere greetings to you on behalf of Lacy and the survivors of the Mammoth Nation! Our commander intends to visit you in person, but The Southern Army was still struggling, and the situation on the front line was still stalemate. He really couldn't leave, so he sent me over. "

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, smiled kindly and nodded.

"Hello, Shava, I'm old. I have to guess to understand the ideas you young people come up with, but this stormtrooper... I really can't guess. What kind of organization is this? Can you tell me, an old man?"

Shava said with a smile.

"It's just a title. Back then, we followed La northwest on the expedition. Whenever there was a war, we would charge to the front, so we got the name of the stormtroopers. Later, the war became less intense, and the young officers of the Mammoth Kingdom also grew up, and we also started from the front line. It was transferred to the rear...but this designation has remained. You can understand it as the Guards of the Legion and the Guards of the Alliance."

The old man nodded suddenly.

"Oh, you are talking about that kid Lei Ze, then I know who you are... Hey, your burden is too heavy, and it makes me feel bad to see you. Otherwise, you can resign, and I will keep you safe for a year. , how about becoming a security captain in the alliance after the storm calms down?"

The turn was so sharp that Shava almost stopped and coughed dryly.

"Uh, this...I really haven't thought about it..."

The alliance obviously has no shortage of him as a security captain, and his family has roots in Mammoth City. He has never thought about moving to an alliance where he is unfamiliar.

The old man said with a smile.

"Think about it! I have a problem. When I see a talented young man, I can't help but fall in love with the talent. Then I can't control my hand and want to reach out and grab it. Oh, what a pity... …”

Shawar didn't know what he was regretting, but he still pretended to be frightened and said modestly.

"You're flattering me. There are many people more talented than me... I'm nothing."

"Too modest, too modest," the old man shook his head, and suddenly said as if he was thinking about something, "Well, when Absek visited me earlier, I gave him a question, and now... Let’s test how you are doing.”

Shava looked at him blankly, not knowing what kind of medicine the old man was selling in his gourd, but he still said cautiously.

"Please enlighten me."

The old man smiled, showed his withered fingers, and counted his sheep again.

"I have four generals, A, B, and D. A said there are 10,000 sheep on the grassland, B said there are a thousand sheep on the grassland, but they said what they said is wrong. I can't remember how many sheep there are. I only saw a lot of them. The sheep crossed the river, but Ding said that one of them was lying... Guess what was right?"

Shava said without hesitation.

"D! Suppose A is right, then B is right. If neither of them is right, then D must be wrong. Then D is right. On the other hand, if A and B are both wrong -"

"Stop, stop, stop, you don't need to analyze so much, you got me involved." Looking at the young men analyzing on the left and right, the old man waved his hand, "You are a Congzi, and Ding is also a Congzi, there is no doubt about it. A said there were 10,000 sheep. Who can guarantee that he is right? B and D did not testify, and if the number was missed and it was actually nine thousand nine and ninety-nine, then he would have a big problem. ”

"In comparison, B is much smarter than him. Someone saw 10,000. He said there were 1,000, which left him an escape route of 9,000. If he had to choose one of A and B If it clicks, then B must be the one who survives.”

After a pause, the old man looked at the confused Shawar and said with a smile.

"But he is still not smart enough. When did I say I would only kill one person? Now he is much smarter. He not only draws a clear line between A and B, but also actively expresses his stance. Haha...I If he doesn't regret it, he can survive. But if one day I regret killing the wrong person, then he will be miserable."

"Looking at it this way, Ding is much smarter. There is a person who lies. He neither accuses anyone of lying nor tells the truth. The liar can be anyone, even himself. Don't worry about it in the future. Whoever I want to kill, he can point to the dead person and say, "That's him" and then join my team. And even if I regret it after killing A and B, he can also intercede with me, commit suicide, and move Dai. Put on the 'I lied' hat."

"I'm older and kind-hearted. Maybe I can let him go with a laugh? You see, you have to be confused when it's time to be confused."

Shava looked at the old man dumbfounded.

When you asked this question, you said you wanted to kill people?

Although he guessed correctly.

However, the old man saw through his thoughts and said with a meaningful smile.

"You are still too young. I didn't say I wanted to kill people. When did I say I wanted to kill them? This murdering job... isn't it just you who do it for me?"

Shawar was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a tingling sensation crawled onto the back of his head.

He is the person who solves the problem, but he is still solving the problem. How come he becomes the "E" behind "A, B, and D"?

A knife seemed to be placed on his neck. He swallowed unconsciously and forced a stiff smile from his face.

"Old man...you are joking, we -"

"I know, I know, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. Don't worry, you haven't gotten to that point yet," the old man smiled and raised his hand, not embarrassing the young man in front of him, "and you and the Imperial Guard actually don't It's not exactly the same, let alone the Alliance. As for Lacy... I don't know him, but I know him just by looking at you."

"Others always tell me that he is the spokesperson chosen by the alliance, but I never think so, because you Borneo people like to choose smart people. For example, Abu Saik is smart. If I click on him, he will Understood everything.”

"Your Lacy is not bad either. If one person and one vote go up, he will be the winner in the end. Don't be angry when I say this. Your words are harsh, but your body is actually honest. Look at yourself. ”

"..." Shava was speechless for a moment. He had not yet recovered from the fear he had felt before, and he had no idea what the old man wanted to say.

Maybe he wasn't talking to himself, but to Lacy behind him.

The old man looked at him meaningfully.

"You are all smart people, and sometimes smart people are not as good as upright fools, because the latter will not attribute their failure to superficial explanations such as not being smart enough, while the former always have some self-righteous fools. It’s a matter of wisdom. If you think about my words again, is the question I ask you ‘who is the good guy and who is the bad guy?’ What I am asking you is - what is right.”

"It doesn't matter to me who tells the truth and who tells a lie. 'There are sheep' is the answer you should give me, but in the end you found the smart person in the question for me. Come on... look at you, don't say I can't help you, even if the professor comes back it will be useless."

Shava looked at the old man in confusion, nodded in understanding, and carefully wrote down every word he said, preparing to bring this information to Lacy.

This old man has lived for too long and has seen all kinds of birds, so he never pays attention to them.

Maybe Lacy can understand what he doesn't understand.

However, at this moment, the old man changed the topic again and stopped half of what he said.

He turned around, no longer looking at Shawar, and just sighed to himself.

"...But, as everyone speaks louder than others, the problems you have to face are much more difficult than those of Absaek."

"Some sheep eat meat, some eat grass, and some sheep can eat soil, and they all learn how to do it... It's difficult, it's really too difficult, and I, an old guy like me, don't know how to solve it."

Leaving behind something that seemed like a riddle, he shook his head and walked away with a blank look in his eyes.

…

Winter has started early in the Great Rift Valley, and the Mammoth State at the foot of the Zhuobar Mountains is gradually experiencing the coldness of winter.

Subtropical regions also have winter.

The monsoon wind blowing through the Petra Fortress is like a cooling air conditioner, taking away the temperature of Mammoth City, making people shrink their necks and put their hands in their pockets.

But compared with the winter two centuries ago, this bit of coldness is nothing. Moreover, it gets cold when the wind blows, and warms up again when the sun comes out.

People walked down the street with their cotton-padded clothes open, their faces glowing with ruddy light.

A year ago at this time, many people were still shivering in the cold wind, but now they are comfortable enough that they don't even need to fasten their buttons.

Not only that, there are also more concrete houses in Mammoth City. The drafty shacks on both sides of the street are no longer visible, replaced by rows of cement houses painted with red and white paint.

Mammoth State produced so much anti-rust paint that the parts that couldn't be sold were simply painted on the walls.

The busiest place on the street is no longer the recruitment point, but the supermarket shelves filled with products.

The retail industry in the South China Sea Alliance is very developed, even a little more developed than that of the Alliance.

As local workers flocked to the southern seas, they also brought back some of their lifestyles.

Conservatives in the league could be forgiven for being jealous.

Their development speed is indeed too fast...even if they are actually enjoying the economic dividends of Mammoth Country's rapid development to a greater or lesser extent.

Even many houses in Settlement No. 1 were built by construction workers from the Mammoth Kingdom.

The lively streets are just a part of the prosperity. Even more lively is the dock of Mammoth City.

The pier was crowded with eager people, as well as overseas workers returning by ship.

They have been working hard in a foreign country for a whole year, and now their hard work has finally paid off.

The debris in the southern seas has been cleared away, and the islanders have repaid them with more than just verbal thanks.

The funds from the southern sea not only helped them rebuild their homes, but also helped them purchase some properties of their own.

Starting from this year, they may no longer have to travel across the ocean to work, but can find a job with a decent income right at their doorstep.

Of course, Mammoth City's industries are still being upgraded, and jobs at home are definitely not as lucrative as jobs overseas.

Thinking of his child who was about to go to college, his father, who was still in good health, gritted his teeth and decided to go to Nanyang again.

There are also some young people who don’t want to let down their childhood sweethearts who have been waiting so hard for them, so they decide to start a family and have a baby before starting a career.

From an objective evaluation, Lacy did some good things, or did some personnel things.

He gave people who had no choice a choice.

In contrast, the Yue Clan resistance organizations that line the hills are really unbearable. Either they are begging to complain to the Alliance, or they are ranking based on seniority to determine who is closer to the Alliance and who is worthy of whom. Not worthy.

No wonder Lacy looks down on them and even treats them like clowns.

As long as these ferras return, he wants to be the emperor, and the survivors of the Mammoth Kingdom will support him and put the crown on his head.

After all, it is better to let someone be the emperor than to let a group of monkeys sit in the temple.

Not to mention that he has already taken a step back, retaining his reputation as a "conservative" and giving enough face to the "progressives" to only hang the title of commander-in-chief on his head.

It is precisely because of this that although Niyang scolded him from time to time, he was still merciful.

"Red Earth" was written in modern times and often borrowed the "medical records" of the old dynasty to point out the "genealogy" of the new government, but did not touch the shortcomings of the Lashi people.

Although Lacy was often annoyed by him, he still kept his original promise and did not let the stormtroopers come to attack him, nor did he close the "Daily Survivor" and Mammoth University.

Nowadays, Mammoth University is in full swing. It occasionally invites teachers from Camp 101 as guests, and even exports some outstanding teachers to the Port of Golden Gallen. Lacy does have a share of the credit for this.

But this alone is not enough.

Niyan has always had a dream.

If the descendants of General Rowell erected 1,000 pillars, then he would use the money "stolen" from the Duke of Jarawa to build 1,000 universities on this land!

Only in this way can the power deep in the soul of the Born people be truly awakened.

Books always end.

He thought about it for a long time, and then wrote a few words on the last page, which was regarded as the "preface" to the opening chapter.

"...In that year of ice and snow, with no light from the sun or the moon, General Lowell made immortal contributions. Whether they are praiseworthy or not can only be left to future generations to comment. Perhaps his men were really carried away by the "great victory" My mind has been deceived by the evildoer, and I am happy to have a good life, so I want to die with him. Or maybe there are so many unavoidable reasons in the ice and snow. "

"I was fortunate to have been to Lowell Camp, but the gatekeeper there told me that although the wall was the original wall, the buildings, stone paths, and iron cages inside were all cultural relics from the Moon King period. Luo You might have to look for cultural relics from the Weir period in the Governor's Mansion of Nehak."

"It's a pity there isn't one there either."

"I searched all the ancient books I could, but there are only a few words about that story. The old man of the Yue Clan may know something about you. He only said that the Moon King is a good person, but he is very secretive about the origin of the red soil. Later, he said that the Moon King was confused and it was a farmer who harmed them all. "

"I don't know if they told the truth or not. I don't even know the name of the farmer. I just lament that I am like a mayfly. I can only stand on the lower reaches of the Yongliu River and look up at the old scene that has long been buried on the top of Zhuobar Mountain."

"Then I went to White Elephant City again, and somehow I remembered L, the young man who was also buried in the red soil. I didn't understand why I couldn't forget him so much. When I looked at my feet, it was more than just planting. The Red Earth Man and the Red Earth Eater were buried in——"

Niyang suddenly coughed and subconsciously raised his arm to cover his mouth.

He moved his arm away and saw a touch of red on his sleeve.

"It's getting dryer and drier these days..."

He muttered to himself, but then an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he concentrated on writing the word "red soil" on the paper.

"How similar the fates are! My feet are stepping on the soil, stepping on his bones, stepping on Lowell's bones. He seems to reach out to grab my ankles and hold my throat. I I was shocked to realize that I had been chasing him for half my life, searching for the exit of history in confusion, but I didn’t expect that he had never left me——"

"He is every me."

After scribbling the last stroke, Niyang stood up with a heavy breath, walked to the table aside to get a pot of tea, and poured it for himself.

These days, he has been working hard to run a joint school. He only sleeps for four hours every day and relies on this tea to stay alive.

Especially when he was in Tiandu, he suffered a serious illness. Fortunately, it was not a "killing drug", but he survived at least in the end.

But from then on, his health became worse than before.

After taking a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat, Niyang felt a little sweaty and his thoughts were somewhat straightened out.

Thinking about it carefully, this ending is still a bit hasty and not as thrilling as the opening prologue. Such a bland ending is not worthy of this magnificent history. Mr. Rat probably won't buy it as much as before.

In fact, let alone reading it, he felt that something was missing.

But think about it, the preface is written by L, but Lowell is mentioned at the end.

After all, he had really seen L㱕, and had seen him many times, but Lowell and he were two centuries apart, so he had never really seen him. No matter how he wrote, he was just looking at things in the fog, describing them through the window side.

"It's a bit difficult for me to understand that he is a person. Would it change his perspective if he were a person from Borneo? But it's too absolute to say so... Anyway, this can be considered a clue."

Ni Yang put down the tea cup with this thought, but felt his throat was a little itchy, so he picked up the paper on the tray and coughed happily.

But when he moved the paper away from his mouth, his heart beat hard.

Blood……

The scarlet color made him dazzled for a moment. Maybe he couldn't delay it any longer and should take the time to see a doctor.

At this moment, the office door opened and a professor hurriedly walked in holding a newspaper.

Seeing the piece of paper in Niyang's hand, he was stunned for a moment and quickly asked you with concern.

"Sir, what are you..."

"I'm not in the way," Niyang wiped his mouth, calmly threw the paper into the wastebasket, and then turned his attention to the professor, "What is the reason that made you come in without knocking? ”

This person teaches history at Mammoth University and is also the editor of the Mammoth City edition of the "Survivor Daily".

The professor glanced at the wastebasket, then at the newspaper in his hand, and finally thrust the newspaper into Niyang's hand.

"Read this newspaper!"

Niyang took the newspaper and read it, frowning slightly.

The name of this newspaper is "Jiaguo Tianxia Bao". It has an impressive name, but it is unknown, at least he has never seen it. It should be a tabloid.

Because Lacy and him made an agreement to allow private newspapers to be run, after the "Survival Daily" entered Mammoth City, many newspapers, large and small, sprung up in the city, and they all occupied a certain market. share.

The fact that the Survivor Daily is not allowed to dominate can be regarded as the result of Lacy's tacit approval.

Niyang never thought of monopolizing the media industry. His main focus was on running schools. Naturally, he was happy to see the survivors of Mammoth City actively running newspapers.

This is equivalent to everyone uniting and finishing the unfinished work for him.

However, he didn't expect that these people would be so outstanding, and they even dug up news that the "Survivor Daily" didn't dig up -

【Breaking news! Experience it orally! The truth buried in the Tasan River Dam! 】

He hurriedly read the news from cover to cover, then his eyes widened and his hands trembled while holding the newspaper.

The article quoted a source who claimed that the bombing of the Tasan River dam was not actually planned by the then imperial governor Bamut, but by Lacy!

This is not only to defeat the Imperial City Defense Force, which is several times the size of the Yue Clan Resistance Army, but also to pave the way for later entering the city for disaster relief and sending landless refugees to work overseas!

If 䮹 is deduced from the results, there seems to be no problem in saying 䱕 in this report.

The floods in the Tasang River did help Lassi a lot, including issues of land annexation, labor dispatch, and even humanitarian aid from alliances and enterprises... Almost all problems followed the flood. Come and find the solution.

But it is impossible to say that Lacy could have thought of that far away when he was standing by the river.

At that time, Mammoth City and the Moon Clan Resistance Army had not yet been separated, and Bamut's hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated at the first touch. This was only a matter of later events...

Niyang took a deep breath and calmed down.

"The entire article in the newspaper quoted oral statements from people with knowledge of the matter. There is not a single piece of conclusive evidence. Regardless of whether the content of the report is accurate or not, this is irresponsible reporting!"

"Now that the new dam has been built, what evidence can we have?" The professor sighed and said earnestly, "Let's not forget about the truth. It's not just this newspaper, there are several ...The newspapers in the city will soon come out and say this. If we don’t take a stand, I’m afraid we will break people’s trust! Do you know what people outside say, they say we are Lazi dogs!”

It was time for them to make a choice whether to offend the Lacy authorities or to offend the survivors of Mammoth City.

However, Miniyang's eyes widened and he yelled angrily.

"What? Don't care about this first! You told me to run a newspaper and don't care about this? When reporting news, you must seek truth from facts and not make nonsense. How did I teach you before! If it is really Lashi who gave the order, I will personally Post a message to criticize him! But what if you and I are both in trouble?"

If Borneo wants to fight a civil war, it will inevitably launch a public opinion offensive!

This "Jia Guo Tian Xia Bao" might have been created by the Tiandu Federation!

He had noticed before that someone was making small moves under his nose.

But after all, it was not in the name of "Survival Daily", and they had nothing to do with it.

Perhaps they should follow the example of the league and set up an industry committee to assess the confidence of the news media, but it seems too late to do this now.

These careerists plan to use the Tasan River Dam as an excuse for war, so that a disaster that has already occurred will sweep more innocent people...

No matter who is behind this, he must stop these guys!

He clenched his fists, folded the newspaper and stuffed it into his pocket, then hurriedly took off his coat hanging by the door.

Seeing his movements, the professor hurriedly asked you.

"What are you doing?"

Niyang didn't hesitate.

"Go to the front line and ask Lacy for details!"

The professor looked at him blankly and said dumbfounded.

"My ancestor... you are still running to the front line at this time?! If you ask me, you should go to Dawn City for treatment as soon as possible. You have been suffering from lung problems for a long time. You really can't delay it any longer."

Ni Yang shook his head and rejected his kindness, put his coat on his body and buttoned it up.

"This disease waxes and wanes, and it doesn't matter if it's delayed for a while, but the Borneo people can't delay it! I have to go to the front line first to find out what happened at that time! If he really exploded, he Did he take action knowing full well the consequences, or did he have another hidden agenda..."

It was a battle with less to win, and Lacy was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. From the standpoint of the governor at the time, it seemed that there was really no need to blow up the dam.

However, this is just speculation after all.

Just like the chapter about Rowell in "Red Clay", it was just his speculation from beginning to end. Even the alliance has not discovered the truth with 100% fidelity.

But there was one thing about that newspaper that really touched his heart.

Niyang had been confused about Governor Bamut's confession before, and now he was even more suspicious after seeing the report.

This is just like fungi can only freeze ice at minus 30 degrees, and no matter how strong their vitality is, they can only go dormant. After all, red soil is not an intelligent life form with complex functions like mutant slime mold. It is just decomposed in nature. It is impossible to turn nothing into Nutrition conjures out of thin air.

Organisms need nutrients to fix carbon and nitrogen, and then convert solar energy and organic matter. This requires the joint efforts of all animals, plants, and microorganisms throughout Borneo.

What kind of miracle would it take to turn frozen soil into nutrients in those bleak years?

It is not appropriate to say that Hongtu took off his pants and farted, but he did think so in his heart.

This is also the biggest controversy among the alliance's academic circles at present over this period of history.

A group of scholars led by Ms. Han Mingyue believe that the development and promotion of red soil are two stages. The first stage was completed by General Lowell, and the second stage was the work of the "Moon King" who unified Borneo Province.

However, this kind of speculation is obviously harmful to the people of the Yue tribe because of its tragic color, or it means that the governance is incorrect.

This seems to rationalize the Xilan Empire's persecution of the Yue people - even if Ms. Han Mingyue herself does not have this idea, the alliance's research institutions do not need to pay attention to public opinion.

However, her research does not represent authority.

There are also some scholars who believe that the spread of red soil was a spontaneous act under the "slave economy", and that the natural demand of the landlord class for "lowering the cost of living of slaves" was the real incentive for the spread of red soil.

This is a study that ignores human factors and is conducted entirely from a macro perspective.

No matter what kind of guess it is, it is possible. All the people who have experienced that period of history are dead. The Moon King has long crushed this history to ashes, although the Moon King is gone in the end.

Somewhere in the dark, Niyang suddenly had a feeling in his heart——

Perhaps it is because they have no respect for history that they have caused the suffering again and again.

It was this deep feeling that strengthened his belief that he must find Lacy.

They must have a frank talk!

This is the only way to keep everyone alive!

Seeing that Niyang refused to stop and seek medical treatment, the professor begged and pleaded.

"Why don't you and I find some local doctors? I heard they know some tricks and they might be able to cure your disease."

Niyang shook his head and rejected him again.

"Those people are all liars intentionally or unintentionally. You just have to believe them and believe them yourself. There is no need to persuade me."

The professor smiled bitterly when he heard this, but stopped trying to persuade him and just prayed silently in his heart.

They have a lot of work left unfinished, and they have reached the most critical moment.

Hope he is safe and sound!