This Game is Too Real

In the early morning, the brick kiln by the river.

　　 Vanus looked dazed at the square wooden box in his hand.

　　 really didn't work out how to use this thing, he lowered his head cautiously, and humblely asked the foreman next to him.

　　 "How do I use this...?"

　　 Yang Ergou is a real person, and he didn't dislike his clumsy hands, and explained to him patiently.

"This is a mold for yard bricks. Put the mud into it, press it tightly, and buckle it upside down on the wooden slats. After it dries a little bit, you can pull out the model. However, it has been too cold recently, whether it is mud by the river. The mud under our feet is frozen as hard as a rock. We have to transport the mud into the hole to preheat it... You first throw the mold here and get some firewood outside."

　　 Vanus nodded blankly, put down the mold, and walked to the forest aside.

　　 Looking at the camp behind him, he had thought of running away, but this idea only came into being for a moment, and he gave up.

　　 Escape?

　　 Where can I escape here?

　　 There are frozen steel jungles to the south and east, a lake to the west, and a frozen wasteland to the north.

　　 There is no gun, no food, and no fuel. Walking in the wilderness, he is the fat in the eyes of aliens and even predators. A thin piece of clothing cannot bring him any sense of security at all.

The real barbarians would not give him the chance to pay the ransom, they would just chop off his head happily, make his skin into chair cushions or carpets, and introduce them to their barbarian brothers-look, This is the human skin of the commander of the legion, I defeated them!

　　Vanus felt that instead of this method of death, it would be better to be shot or hanged and then buried, at least to retain a decent appearance.

　　 The north wind was blowing, and there was heavy snow in the sky intermittently, and snow fell from the pine trees from time to time.

　　 Finally, he picked up enough firewood. Vanus took a bundle of dry firewood and walked back to the brick factory with arduous steps. He saw that the originally deserted open space had become lively.

　　 Yang Ergou directed the workers to transport the mud into the cave dwelling on the side. He glanced at him and didn't ask him why he had been delayed for so long, but only urged him to rush in the firewood.

　　 Vanus didn't dare to neglect, and immediately trot into the cave with the firewood in his arms.

　　 The temperature in the cave was very high, like summer. He was shivering in the cold just now, and he was sweating because of the heat.

　　 No wonder everyone works so diligently, it turns out that this place is much more comfortable than outside!

　　Vanus noticed that inside the cave was a brick stove, and a towering chimney connected the ground to the ceiling and extended from the top of the cave.

　　 Workers burn charcoal under the chimney, the smoke is discharged from the chimney, the produced carbon is sent to burn bricks, and the waste heat is used to soften the frozen soil by the river.

　　 This idea is simply amazing.

　　 Did they come up with it themselves?

　　 Vanus was surprised that although he was educated in the military academy, he had never done anything inferior.

　　He can only be called upon here. Basically, he would do whatever other people asked him to do, and he would go around like a helper, but it didn't seem too intrusive.

　　 has been busy all day.

　　 A group of people made a concerted effort to lay out ten stacks of bricks in the cave dwellings, placed them on iron racks with wheels, and sent them into the neighboring cave dwellings along the smooth pavement paved with bricks.

　　 The charcoal fire is lit.

　　 The door of the kiln was sealed.

　　 Vanus realized that not only was he sweating, but also muddy all over, turning his whole body into a briquettes.

　　 Yang Ergou stared at him for a moment, and patted him on the shoulder with a laugh.

　　 "It will be the first time, so let's take a bath later."

　　 "Where is the bath...?"

　　 "There is a smaller public bath here. We usually don't bother to go to the outpost one kilometer away, so we settled it here. But the firewood has to be picked up by ourselves, and the carbon is used to burn bricks."

　　 Vanus was relieved when he heard hot water.

　　 In this horrible weather, the river is about to freeze.

　　 Taking a cold shower is nothing short of torture!

　　……

　　 late at night.

　　 Vanus, who put on a fur coat after taking a shower, sat in the work shed with the brazier lit. Foreman Yang Ergou came over and handed him a wooden box.

　　 The shape of the wooden box is similar to the mold of the code brick, but it is not dipped in mud. Inside is a hot roasted lamb and a jerky with a **** and a thick thumb.

　　 "The hot water is burning in the stove. If you need it, take it yourself." Yang Ergou sat beside him, grinning and said, "How did it feel to work on the first day? Are you still used to it?"

　　 Vanus smiled bitterly in his heart, where he dare to complain.

　　 Working here, at least there is a fire. After the cave dwelling is sealed, it is easier than that, and it is much more comfortable than those of his subordinates who dig trenches in the north.

　　 "It feels good... How long have you lived here?"

　　 said Yang Ergou.

　　 "It's been over a month, right?"

　　Vanus: "You seem to be familiar with this place. I thought you stayed for a long time."

　　 Yang Ergou smiled and said, "I can't talk about familiarity, but it really feels like home to us."

　　 Vanus: "Home?"

Yang Ergou: "Yes, we were all dying at first, and we almost died in the dungeon of the predators. Later, the wise manager of Shenwu put the banner on the lair of the predators. ...... Those of us who were rescued had nowhere to go, so we simply stayed."

　　Actually, he still has a place to go compared to those rescued whose homes have been destroyed. After walking four or five kilometers south from the Wetland Park, he can reach Beit Street, where his relatives are all there.

　　 But how can you feel comfortable here at home?

　　 There are not only warm houses, but also firewood for heating. He takes care of three meals a day and pays money back... To be honest, before coming here, it was the first time he heard that there was such a thing as dinner in this world.

　　 Beit Street doesn’t have any dinners, even oil lamps are rare things. When it gets dark, the old leech’s castle is still lit, and everyone went to rest in bed early. At most in the evening, make a pot of green wheat batter, dry it into green wheat cakes, and save it for the next day's dry food.

　　 After the old Leech family was driven away by the manager’s guns, Yang Ergou asked for leave to take a look at the house, but after a few days, he ran back here again. Not only did he have no idea of ​​going back, he even wanted to take the family over.

　　 The days here are like heaven.

　　 Yang Ergou talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he realized that he was talking all the time, so he glanced at Vanus curiously.

　　 "Speaking of you? You were also rescued by the manager?"

"Um……"

　　 Considering the legion’s reputation outside, Vanus dared not say that he was a member of the legion, so he nodded vaguely.

Yang Ergou's eyes lit up without any doubt, and then he continued to talk to him about how good life is here. Under the natural rule of the manager, they not only have enough food and clothing, but also stay away from the predators and Alien harassment.

　　 Hearing what the foreman said, Vanus fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　The people here seem to be living under order.

　　, but the territory under the rule of the legion, there are two completely different orders.

He has no doubt in his heart that the order of the legion is supreme. Only the strong can talk about civilization. Only the strong can live in this savage world that adheres to the law of the jungle. The weak are born slaves, and inferior genes and personalities are not worthy of standing. Straight back and live. And as a member of this powerful group, he is worthy of the best material enjoyment with black gold flowing in his veins, whether it is a luxurious mansion, gold, fine wine or a beauty...

　　 But Vanus also has to admit in his heart that perhaps these weak and genetically contaminated people, life here will indeed be a little more comfortable.

　　 Order gave them the greatest tolerance, allowing them to enjoy while building.

　　 Let the brick-burning man eat meat?

　　 is crazy.

　　……

　　 Around ten o'clock in the evening.

　　 News came from Changjiu Farm that a group of refugees wandered over from the north. Most of them are old and weak, women and children. There are about a hundred people. Like Wu Tiefu and the others, they are all nomads wandering from the north, but the number is obviously much larger.

　　 After hearing this news, Chu Guang immediately released a task, summoning two truck drivers who can drive, and more than 30 small players who are still online, to Changjiu Farm to support.

　　Because the manager gave too much, many small players who had just returned from the Changjiu Farm did not remove their face and equipment, and followed them with a hum.

　　While passing by the northern part of the Wetland Park, Chu Guang suddenly remembered that he seemed to have thrown an army commander at the brick factory, so he stopped by and took a look.

　　 When he arrived at the brick kiln, everyone was asleep except for Yang Ergou who was in charge of the night and another brickworker.

　　 Over the shack, snoring sounded one after another.

　　 Chu Guang found Yang Ergou, looked at him and asked.

　　 "The person I handed over to you, how is his work today? Is he lazy? Or doesn't he listen to discipline?"

　　 Hearing the manager inquiring about the foreigner, Yang Ergou didn't think much about it, and replied respectfully.

　　 "Are you talking about the one yesterday? He works very hard, but he's a little clumsy and doesn't feel very clever."

　　 It seems that this man has two brushes.

　　 This Vanus is so obedient, but it saves him a lot of things.

　　 "Well, I understand."

　　 After understanding the situation here, Chu Guang turned around and went to the north gate of the Wetland Park to meet the little players waiting there.

　　 Two light trucks, carrying more than 30 people, set off in a mighty manner.

　　 And just when Chu Guang and his party were on the road, at the same time, outside the north gate of Changjiu Farm, it was a mess at the moment.

　　 Hundreds of refugees circled the doorway, afraid to approach, but didn't intend to retreat, negotiating with old Luca who was standing at the doorway.

　　 Behind old Luca is the guard with a wrench.

　　 The fifteen guards were divided into two groups, standing in a row at the door and a row on the wall, holding guns tightly in their hands, and waiting in full battle.

　　 Standing next to the wrench, the young guard dared not relax his vigilance for a moment.

　　 "I said earlier...Such a big smoke will definitely attract bad people."

　　 Another guard standing beside him cursed in a low voice.

　　 "Why do you say those people dare to come near? Are they not afraid that we are predators?"

"Hehe, what do you think they are good at? Look at those people, they are obviously carrying shotguns behind their backs! I bet that if we had 15 guns here and built such a high wall, I'm afraid we still have to fight today. An uphill battle!"

　　The young guard whispered.

The comrades next to 　　 all agreed, and they didn't doubt this sentence at all, and they didn't even have a disagreement at all.

　　On the wasteland, kindness is rarer than gold. Even the neighbors can't be completely relieved, let alone these refugees who have no permanent homes?

　　 Encountered a force stronger than himself, each of them is a little white sheep who can sing and dance, and encounter a force of survivors who are weaker than himself, it is not surprising that all members of them take off their sheep's clothing and become hungry wolves.

　　 Similar cases are not news in the wasteland!

　　 "The wind outside is really too big, our children and pregnant women are about to freeze to death... Please do your best, let us rest here for a while, and we will leave when this blizzard passes."

　　 Standing in front of the refugee team was a burly man with an iron-barreled rifle on his back and a revolver pinned to his waist not far from his right hand.

　　Old Luca noticed that the corners of his clothes were dipped in dried blood, but he was not sure whether it was the blood of beasts or humans.

　　 Judging from the respect and awe of the people around him when they look at his back, this man is probably a figure like their patriarch or leader, and his prestige is not low.

　　 It is impossible to do it without a little ability to take so many people to travel long distances on the wasteland.

　　 "I can't do this, I have to wait for my master to come." Although standing in front of the brawny man is like a dead branch, there is no timidity on old Luca's face.

　　His master is a strong one that even the Bloodhand clan can defeat, and he can even gain the respect of enterprises far away on the east coast.

　　 just a few refugees, not enough to make him feel scared.

　　 The man stared at him and continued.

　　 "Where is he? Can I talk to him?"

"He is on his way here and will be here soon," the old Luca raised his chin slightly, looked at him, and continued in a steady and powerful tone. "Isn't it supposed to be a guest before going to someone else's house? Tell me your name first. Who are you, who is behind you, where are you from, and where are you going?"

　　 The man stared at the old man intently for a long time, then glanced at the guards on the wall behind him, as if he was judging whether these people are easy to mess with.

　　Old Luca frowned.

　　 "It seems that you do not have the sincerity to communicate, so we have nothing to talk about."

　　 "Sorry, I was abrupt." Seeing that old Luca seemed to be leaving, the man quickly said, "I call Li, we are mostly from the middle of the valley province."

　　 Luca: "What do you mean mostly?"

　　 The man who called for Li nodded and continued.

　　 "We are not from the same survivor's settlement. At least half of the people here have joined us halfway."

　　 Luca: "It doesn't make sense. If it's really like you said, you used to be a place where survivors lived, why did you leave there suddenly? And it's still winter."

"Because of the **** war, we didn't want to, but we had to go," Jiao Li said indignantly. "You should have heard that the legionaries have been fighting in the north for a whole year. The recent sudden cold winter probably caused them Can't hold on any longer, and groups of people fled to the south."

　　 Luca frowned.

　　 "Have you met the Legion?"

Li angrily said: "To be precise, we encountered the defeated soldiers of the legion. Those people are no different from the predators. They snatched everything they saw! Damn, I even feel that the predators can negotiate, but they are just like A whole bunch of scumbags! Beasts! Scum!"

　　 This burly man poured out almost all the curse words in his stomach, and counted their atrocities in the northern and central areas.

　　 However, the old Luca’s focus is not on these trivial matters, but what this person means...

　　The legion seems to have lost?

　　 Or at least it's almost lost.

　　 After all, if it were organized looting, it would not be a rout.

　　 There was a look of surprise in Luca's eyes.

The manager seems to have said before that the expeditionary army of the northern legion can send a 2,000-man formation to run the desert and intercept the company's pioneer, either it is already guaranteed to win, or it is almost impossible to fight. Get ready to get some good points and leave.

　　If these people are telling the truth, then the manager might have guessed it...

　　 The surprise in old Luca's eyes gradually turned into admiration.

　　 And the man who called for Li was still pouring bitterness in his head, trying to persuade the old man in front of him to let them in.

　　 At this time, the sound of the engine suddenly came from a distance.

　　 The refugees surrounding the wall were in a commotion, with panic expressions on their faces. Li Ye stepped back vigilantly, putting her right hand on the pistol on her waist.

The wrench stared at him, his thumb had already pushed away the arbitrator’s insurance, and the guards next to him slightly raised their muzzle~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Seeing the atmosphere drastically turn down, old Luca’s eyes were surprised, and he quickly raised it. Hand gestured everyone to calm down.

　　 "Don't be impulsive! It's the manager!"

　　 Manager manager?

　　 Li was slightly stunned.

　　At this time, the two headlights in front of the truck suddenly lit up.

　　 Li looked in the direction of the light, her eyes narrowed unconsciously, and she saw a stalwart figure standing beside the truck with the light on.

　　 That man should be their manager.

　　 Or to put it another way, he is the lord here.

　　 There is an exoskeleton on his body, and it is not the rifle he is carrying on his back, nor the warhammer standing beside him.

　　 are the warriors who are staring at him behind him, and the rifles in their hands.

　　 Facing the dazzling light, there was a chill in Li's heart.

　　 At the same time, the sound of cadence and frustration passed through the snow curtain and came from far away.

　　 "Put down your weapons and accept our placement."

"or--"

　　 "Where to come, where to go back!"

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　　 (come out before eleven o'clock in the next chapter, don’t worry, everyone)