This Game is Too Real

The gunfire and explosions in the underground garage finally subsided.

A man dressed in animal skins and with a string of teeth hanging around his neck was dragged out from the garage entrance by two small players, one on the left and one on the right.

Even though his body was covered in blood and his hands were tied, his mouth was still screaming.

However, unfortunately, his actions are destined to be in vain, and the surrounding players simply cannot understand what he is saying.

As a war criminal, he would be sent to Dawn City to stand trial under the laws of the new alliance.

And after that, what awaits him will be the gallows of justice.

In addition to Fox Fang, a total of 282 stubborn predators were killed.

It's not that no one wants to surrender, it's that there is no chance of surrender at all.

Cruel street fighting is like a rolling meat grinder, especially in a dark environment like an underground garage. Not to mention capturing any prisoners, it is already very good not to accidentally injure friendly troops, and no one will keep their hands at all.

Whether it was the Death Corps or the Ape-Tooth Tribe who took the lead, they all suffered a lot of casualties.

Looking at the disgraced subordinates who came out of the underground garage, Yuanya's face was full of fleshy expressions.

Just in the brutal street battle just now, his clan was at least 20% downsized, and 200 corpses were thrown away...

However, when he saw the tragic end of Fox Fang, the pain in his heart suddenly disappeared.

This is a necessary sacrifice. .

it's all worth it...

It's different from the entangled ape teeth and the cannon fodder who survived the catastrophe.

The players who came out of the underground garage, although they also suffered a lot of casualties, had a completely different style of painting.

"Spoiler yyds!"

"Indeed! Street fighting is too strong!"

"LD-47 is still weak in melee combat. It's too serious to attack unarmored predators."

"Actually, it's okay? Anyway, a shuttle swept over it, and one shot didn't kill you, and two shots fell."

"Go back and let the dog and mosquito spray out. Damn, it's too difficult to replenish the ammunition with the seized equipment!"

"+10086."

The surviving players exchanged their battlefield experiences excitedly, and soon reached a consensus on the same thing.

The new alliance needs to add a shotgun to the standard equipment to clear trenches and underground bunkers!

And chlorine bombs.

Although this thing is not very human, it doesn't matter in the game. Of course, it is easy to use and how to use it.

What's more, without this thing, their gas masks have completely become decorations, and they are not useful at all.

Just as the players were bragging, the Picheng paratrooper of the Jungle Corps came over, caught a good brother and asked.

"What about Big Eyes? Why didn't you come out with you?"

As soon as they heard the big eyes, everyone suddenly stopped in Bengbu.

"big eyes?"

"Hahaha!"

"You said that Hanhan who roasted himself? Hahahaha, no, let me laugh for a while."

Looking at the construction site boy and Brick, who were squatting on the ground and laughing, the Picheng paratrooper was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed instantly.

"Fuck!"

"I'm a flamethrower!"

The player who didn't laugh at first, after hearing this sentence, also laughed out loud...

Just as the Picheng brothers mourned for their flamethrower, the soldiers of the Second Corps were busy transferring their spoils and slaves from Sixin District to the southern part of the city.

When he saw the photo sent by Chu Guang, Yin Fang threw a word, "Leave it alone", and rushed over from Refuge 404 in Qingquan City.

Since there was no direct means of transportation, he first took the train and then boarded a truck transporting building materials in Qingshi County, and finally arrived in Xizhou before dark.

On the edge of Sixin District, the only entrance to the villa area that was not submerged by the lake.

Without waiting for the raft to stop, Yin Li jumped down from it.

The air was filled with a rancid smell, and there were flies flying by the roadside, and the whole area was like carrion soaked in a stinky ditch.

Seeing the **** graffiti and totems made of human bones around, Yin Fang shuddered subconsciously and couldn't help but spit out.

"...Can this kind of place really live?"

"It's not like you haven't seen a predator." Standing next to him, Chu Guang had turned on the air circulation device of the power armor, completely ignoring the unpleasant smell around him.

"I did see it before, but now I have a new understanding..." Looking at Chu Guang's power armor enviously, Yin Fang coughed lightly and continued, "Where is that thing?"

"follow me."

Leaving these words, Chu Guang walked ahead and took Yin Fang back to Jin Ya's villa, all the way to the warehouse in the basement.

The spoils of war in the villa have been emptied, but this underground warehouse is the only one that remains intact.

A large number of parts are scattered in the warehouse, and you can see half-disassembled bionic robots and some bizarre gadgets.

And the most conspicuous one is undoubtedly the gas tank-shaped device placed in the center of the warehouse.

Its shell is orange, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of.

However, after seeing it, Yin Fang's face instantly showed a happy expression.

"Gas tank for fuel rods! Sure enough! Thank goodness you didn't mess with this guy!"

Gas tank for fuel rods? !

Hearing these words, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said nervously.

"Will it explode?"

"Break up? What are you thinking, how can it be so easy to trigger a fusion reaction, not to mention that this is the fuel rod of the third-generation reactor, which is safe from any point of view... Of course, it is also extremely valuable."

Yin Fang stepped forward and squatted down in front of the gas tank-like device. After finding the interface, he connected the touchpad modified by VM to it.

After some operations, the screen lights up.

"103.9 kg... unbelievable!" Looking at the characters and numbers displayed on the touchpad, Yin Fang was so excited that his voice trembled.

"103 kilograms what?" Chu Guang asked reflexively.

"Helium three! 103 kilograms of helium three!" Yin Fang stood up from the ground excitedly and looked back at Chu Guang, "We have made a fortune!"

Hearing what Yin Fang said, Chu Guang subconsciously held his breath.

Although he had no idea about more than 100 kilograms of helium-3, he could understand Yin Fang's saying that he got rich.

Swallowing his saliva, he continued.

"100 kilograms of helium three...what does that mean?"

"What does it mean?" Yin Fang took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and continued, "Let's put it this way, a slightly better reactor can generate about 1 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity per kilogram of helium! What do you think this means? "

"1000000000?!"

1 ton of coal can generate about 3000 kWh of electricity.

So 1 billion kWh...330,000 tons of coal?

100 kg of helium is about 33 million tons of coal?

Of course, this analogy is definitely inaccurate and can only be used as a reference for easy understanding.

Looking at the gas tank in front of him... No, it should be a fuel rod, Chu Guang felt a little dazed.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

He didn't know what to do for a while.

Yin Fang was the same, reaching out and stroking the gas tank, a hint of obsession was written on his face.

"It's the first time I've been a prospector for such a rich and pure helium-3. It's really hard to get some helium-3, and the Earth-moon flight has been stopped for more than 200 years... Where does this good thing come from? got it?"

Saying that, Yin Fang looked at Chu Guang expectantly, his expression obviously hoping to get an answer from him.

Unfortunately, Chu Guang didn't know how to answer this question.

"...It's useless for you to ask me, I also want to know where this thing came from." When he said this, Chu Guang's face was full of strange expressions.

According to the information gathered from the captives, the main trade target of the Ya clan is the Bugra Free State.

It is backed by the Great Rift Valley and is located in the transportation hub of the northern plains of the river valley province. In theory, anyone can do business there, and it is difficult to pinpoint who the specific seller is.

But then again, what's the trouble with a looter buying this thing...

At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly noticed the brochures scattered on the side, so he reached out and picked it up.

On the cover of the booklet is written a line - "Race of the Galaxy"

What the hell?

After reading this line of titles, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then turned back and forth, frowning slightly.

"…"

comics?

And it's a mecha theme.

Glancing at the android parts scattered on the ground and the iron shelf leaning against the wall, Chu Guang suddenly understood something, and the expression on his face became subtle.

good guy.

Is this a plan to build a Gundam? !

If you look closely, you can see that the iron shelf is a container, it is clearly a mechanical leg and arm lying horizontally.

It's just that because the workmanship is too abstract, he didn't recognize it at the first time.

Thinking of this, a picture appeared in Chu Guang's mind.

A unkempt man with a comic book from the pre-war era in his hand, standing in front of a baboon that hasn't evolved, selling garbage he picked up from nowhere—

'Brother, I am amazed by your skeleton. Here is a book of martial arts secrets. Since you and I are destined, I will sell it to you for 1 million dinars. ’

I can only say that one dares to sell, and the other dares to believe.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Chu Guang staring at the corner of the wall, Yin Fang asked curiously.

Chu Guang shook his head.

"nothing…"

Since some people worship the black box as a god, it is not surprising that comic books from the pre-war era are mistaken for "black technology manuals".

Looking at the orange gas tank again, Yin Fang said with envy.

"100 kilograms of helium three... If they are in the academy, they will even exchange information on Class A technology with you."

Chu Guang: "Impossible to replace, I need energy more than A-class technology that is temporarily unavailable."

Yin Fang nodded: "Indeed, I don't recommend that you sell it. With your current manufacturing level, it is already a miracle that you can make Class D technology. It is better to be more pragmatic."

The higher the technical content, the higher the cost, the more complex the process, and the more industrial chains involved.

In the current situation of the new alliance, the first priority is to develop productivity, and the second priority is to develop sophisticated technology.

Class D technologies like solid hydrogen are not necessarily as useful as class A technologies like metallic hydrogen.

But in fact, what Chu Guang wants to complain is, who said that it is a miracle that the new alliance can make Class D technology?

According to the college's classification standard for pre-war technologies, A3 aerospace aluminum should be regarded as a class C technology.

In other words, the industrial capabilities of the new alliance can already make Class C technology!

Although only the same.

"This gas storage tank should have been removed from the fuel rod... Although I don't know which idiot removed it, but fortunately, the parts are all here, and there is no problem in assembly."

Looking at the materials scattered around, Yin Fang continued.

"All that's left to do now is to find a way to find that reactor, and that Vault 101... Let me state first, I won't fix that thing, I'm just a prospector, not a nuclear engineer."

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"Don't worry about this, I have already arranged for someone to look for it."

"Really? That's great."

Yin Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest headache for him on weekdays is that as long as the manager in front of him encounters problems related to technology, regardless of whether it is his professional field or not, in short, he will try to find a solution.

What can he do?

Even in the same language, being able to read and write are two completely different concepts, not to mention the complex and systematic engineering of a controllable fusion reactor.

"...It will take a while to reassemble the fuel rods. Can you find a few people to help me transport the parts here?" Looking around, Yin Fang pinched his nose and frowned, "The smell here is too much. Now, I don't want to work in this **** place."

Not just great taste.

The environment here is just like a haunted house. You can directly charge tickets for business by setting up a stall at the door. Normal people don't want to stay here.

"no problem."

Chu Guang nodded, waved his index finger lightly, opened the map, randomly selected a group of lucky players from the nearby small players, and released the task of helping to move things.

A total of 10 people are required, and the task is completed with 10 silver, 10 tribute, and 50 points.

The pop-up window of the task appeared almost just now, and it was wiped out in an instant.

Chu Guang suspected that these guys didn't even read the content of the mission, and took it without saying a word.

Click on the task details to see.

Good guy, 9 out of 10 are agile.

This is too fast!

"...Someone will come to help you in a while. I still have something to do, so I won't stay here any longer."

As soon as the voice fell, a line of light blue pop-ups suddenly appeared in front of Chu Guang.

[Task: Recover the VM of the administrator of Vault 101 (requires that the device number, DNA verification record match the information registered in the database)]

[Reward: 3500 DNA sequences. 】

3500 "Activation Codes"!

When he saw the quest reward in the last row, Chu Guang clenched his fists excitedly.

The 3000 activation codes that were given to the B4 layer before are just about to be sent out.

With these 3500 new DNA sequences, the player limit of Wasteland Online will be raised from 3500 to 7000!

Just doubled!

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but say.

"Sure enough, digging a grave is the correct posture to become stronger!"

However, this excitement did not last long, and just after half a minute, Chu Guang calmed down.

Judging from the existing information, it is clear that Vault 101 is not an unowned relic that has been abandoned for many years, but a sanctuary in operation.

That is, their managers are still alive.

So here comes the problem.

How to politely borrow his "Vital Signs Monitor" from a surviving manager.

In a sense, this thing is equivalent to a person's black box.

It not only saves DNA information, but also saves work logs and the user's personal privacy with a high probability, which is equivalent to a smartphone in the 21st century.

Chu Guang thought for a while, if someone planned to borrow his mobile phone, he would be 100% reluctant. Even if the contents inside are deleted, there is always a way to restore them.

This task may not be so simple...

…

In a dark tunnel, a group of people held torches and moved forward while searching.

Two hours ago, the Niu Ma team received the follow-up mission of [Fusion Reactor], and followed NPC Wang Zhong to find the entrance of Vault 101.

Along with him was Lu Bei of the Guards Regiment, as the representative of the new alliance in negotiating with Vault 101.

The five players scattered around, protecting the two NPCs in the middle of the team.

However, this task is surprisingly simple, and there are basically no thorny threats along the way.

The most dangerous alien species that everyone encountered was just a multipedal beast that ran in from nowhere.

And most of the time, they encountered mutant mice and cockroaches...

Especially the former.

The entire Xizhou City has almost become a world of rats.

These little things are very weak in combat, and a grenade can kill one in the past.

When you encounter an order, you don't even need to shoot, and you can easily solve it by direct melee combat.

Kicking the corpse of a mutant mouse aside, Ye Shi said helplessly.

"We should have brought the strong man with him."

Quit smoking and scratch your head.

"It's useless to bring him. When he subdues the rats in the entire tunnel, we'll be able to clear the entire map twice."

Strongman has shared the strategy on the official website. If you want to recover a mutant mouse, you first need to beat the opponent with bare hands until the belly is exposed and admit defeat.

In the same way, Death Claw players can theoretically recover Death Claw.

The premise is to subdue the opponent.

Unable to understand the conversation of these people, Wang Zhong, who led the way, thought they were impatient, so he said quickly.

"It's just ahead, it's coming soon!"

Lu Bei, who was walking beside him, comforted him and said.

"Don't worry, you have a good memory, and try not to go wrong."

"Don't worry, my lord, I have walked this road many times, and I can find it even with my eyes closed!" Wang Zhong vowed.

The group continued to move forward and finally reached their destination.

Wang Zhong stopped in front of an iron door, reached out and knocked on it.

There was no response from behind the iron gate.

Wang Zhong's expression was a little anxious, and he reached out and knocked again.

Looking at the NPC's actions, Ye Shi whispered in a low voice.

"How about we help him blow the door open."

Hearing this, Fang Chang coughed lightly.

"This is a mission with the 'only' label. If you fail, you will lose your faction's favorability. I advise you not to make extravagants."

Quitting smoking scratched his head.

"Why do I think what Brother Ye Shi said makes sense, aren't all the residents of the refuge hiding in the refuge? This door is not the entrance to the refuge, how could someone—"

Before the words fell, the iron door suddenly creaked and opened a crack.

A face peeked out from the crack of the door.

Seeing Wang Zhong standing at the door, the man was stunned and said unexpectedly.

"Wang Zhong? Are you still alive?!"

Wang Zhong said with an excited smile.

"What are you talking about, what do you mean I'm still alive, is it a dead person talking to you?"

"Sorry...my expression was wrong," the man lowered his head and said after a moment of silence, "how did you come here?"

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"I'm here to announce the good news to you, those savages have been cleaned up!"

"Has... been cleaned up?"

There was a surprised expression on the man's face, as if he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a group of raw faces following Wang Zhong, and the expressions on their faces immediately became alert.

"These people are..."

"Lu Bei, the corps commander of the New Alliance Guards Corps."

Stepping forward and walking up to give a military salute, Lu Bei took the initiative to introduce himself.

Wang Zhong, who was standing at the door, followed suit.

"It was they who helped us drive away the looters, cured my wife, and are now taking us to rebuild our home. By the way, the leader of the new alliance is the manager of Vault 404, don't worry, they are all a good person!"

When he said this, Wang Zhong spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Before the people from the New Alliance came here, they lived a life without a meal.

Since the arrival of the New Alliance, not a single person has died of starvation in their settlement.

However…

It's just how he feels.

Staring at the soldier beside Wang Zhong, the man standing behind the door had doubts in his eyes. He didn't seem to believe what he said and didn't continue to speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

At this moment, Fang Chang suddenly stepped forward, with a friendly smile on his face, and greeted him with a non-standard language.

"...We are residents of Vault 404, from the same era as you, and it's a pleasure to see you again... fellow citizens."

In order to say this sentence completely, he played the draft in his stomach for a long time, but he still stuttered.

Old Bai, who was standing beside him, couldn't help covering his face, and Gu Feng, who had been silent for a while, also sighed.

People don't believe that you are a refuge, and you still want to show your half-assed words.

If you can't speak, keep your mouth shut!

Ye Shi whispered softly.

"...Knowing that we should put on the starter suit."

The wind nodded.

"Really careless."

Maybe the hidden attribute charm value is not enough, and the judgment to trigger the plot actually failed.

However, at this moment, UU reading www. uukanshu.com miracle happened.

The man stared at Fang Chang and observed it carefully for a while, but he didn't know which muscle he made up, but he believed the nonsense he made up.

"...you do look a lot like those people, even though you don't wear blue jackets."

"Those people?" Fang Chang was slightly stunned.

"A Vault resident, of course," the man opened the door. "Introduce myself, my name is Tris, a resident of Camp 101, an employee employed by Vault 101..."

"And, asylum seekers."

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(Thanks to the leader of "Sister Acridine in Xialin" for the reward!)

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