This game is too real.

Chapter 408 People Infected by Heroes
"Brother, the number of clicks has exceeded one million!!!"

In the real world, a certain flat on the bank of Jiangcheng River.

Ye Jiu, who was wearing a cool T-shirt, with her legs raised high, was leaning on the soft sofa in the living room in a reverse Ge You lying position.

Holding the latest ultra-long battery life tablet in her hand, her face was full of excitement, and she yelled with joy from time to time.

It's not obvious that he is alive and kicking, just a dozen hours ago, this guy just died once.

About five hours ago, her elder brother edited the battle video into a 5-minute short video and uploaded it to the forum.

This is not just his own perspective, but also includes shots provided by other players in the group.

The smoke that fell from the sky, the rain of fire flying all over the sky, and the clouds in the entire sky seemed to be burning.Especially the No.1 angle of view facing the hail of bullets, with thick and long tracers recklessly moving around, just looking at it makes people's blood flutter and their heart beat wildly.

Especially after landing, the surprise attack that blew up the front cannon bay, and the close-range "street fighting" that broke out inside the airship made her blood boil even more.

Isn't this more burning than blogging? !

This 5-minute video completely turned into a "conscription" advertisement for the Burning Corps, and the replies at the bottom of the video were full of "Big brother begging for help" and "Kneeling for beta test qualification".

If it wasn't for the short period of time in the game, the slow upgrade of this game, and the relatively high threshold of the Burning Corps, she would have wanted to sign up to join the group!

"Brother! If this is at station B, you're already on fire!"

Ye Wei, who had just returned from picking up the takeaway, changed his slippers in the hallway, heard Jiujiu's yelling, and replied casually.

"There is a review risk in other places, so I can post it in the forum."

Sharing the joy of the game with sand sculpture netizens on the forum is a daily routine for beta testers.As for the fame outside the game, Ye Shi is not very interested.

And in the words of elder brother Fang Chang, it's better to keep a low profile, and all kinds of troubles will inevitably come out of the circle.

What's more, this video is not suitable for dissemination, even if it is filtered, it is still an R-rated film, and it will not pass the censorship on other platforms.

Moreover, domestic reports on "Wasteland OL" seem to have a current limit. Although discussions and exchanges in the group are basically unaffected, there is almost no relevant news on streaming media platforms such as bibs and short videos, and official reports are not available at all. can not see.

A trace of disappointment floated on Ye Jiu's face.

"Hey, that's too bad..."

"What's the pity, can the broadcast volume increase attack power?" Ye Wei chuckled, and put the takeaway he just picked up on the table, "It's six o'clock soon, and I'm going online. I'll leave the keys and change at the door At the shoe cabinet, if you want to go out for a stroll, remember to lock the door when you come back, and if you buy snacks, buy my share by the way."

"It's too hot, don't go!"

As she said that, Ye Jiu rolled her eyes suddenly, got up from the sofa, put her hands on the back of the sofa, and said with a small smile.

"Tell me, brother."

Ye Wei looked at this guy helplessly.

"What's wrong again?"

Ye Jiu blinked and said.

"By the way, when you wear the helmet, you can't feel what's going on outside at all, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case. The sound that can wake you up from your dream can basically get you out of the game, but it's also very fast." Ye Wei glanced at her, saw the thief's smile, and said vigilantly, "Let me tell you first, I lock the door every time I play games."

"Damn it! What about the trust between people!" Ye Jiu yelled dissatisfied.

"Ha ha!"

joke.

They were all born by the same mother, so how could he not guess with such a little thought?

Ye Wei chuckled, of course he wouldn't say that he also had the idea of ​​drawing bastards on her forehead before.

Turning back to the room, he closed the door, deliberately making the sound of turning the keyhole loud.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Ye Jiu rolled her eyes, lay down listlessly on the sofa, and continued eating melons with her tablet in her arms.

Time passed by, and the sky outside the window was getting darker and darker.

Seeing that the number of beta testers in the forum decreased by half one after another, Ye Jiu suddenly felt anxious, feeling that no matter how much he sat, it was uncomfortable anyway.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, she reached out to pick up the helmet and put it on, but what greeted her eyes was not a new world with lush trees, but a darkness where no light could be seen.

In the very center of the darkness, a row of light blue countdowns emerged.

[Remaining resurrection time: 57 hours, 23 minutes and 11 seconds. 】

Ye Jiu's fist couldn't help but harden.

hateful!

He has been dead for a long time, but there are still 57 hours left, how does time pass so slowly!
Is this the withdrawal reaction Boss Crow talked about? !

Hot chicken game!

The resurrection time is too long!
Jiujiu, who couldn't stay idle, felt depressed for a while, and stared straight at the darkness.

Suddenly at this time, a strange idea came to her heart.

Is it the same after death?

In a small dark room, waiting for the countdown to resurrection...

Taking off the helmet, feeling the cool wind blowing from the air conditioner, she stared at the helmet in her hand for a long time, and finally shook her head giving up.

This question is too deep.

And it seems a bit too early for her who just graduated...

……

Wasteland world.

The morning sun rises from where the sea and the sky meet, and Ideal City, located on the east coast, finally ushers in the first ray of morning light on this wasteland.

At the same time, a video that seemed familiar to the video widely circulated on the "Wasteland OL" forum also appeared in the streets and alleys of Ideal City.

Cafe with cyberpunk decoration style.

Several well-dressed men sat in front of a holographic projection device, watching the projected image in the light blue cube, and exclaimed from time to time.

"hiss……"

"...More than 3000 people died in one battle, which is too tragic."

"Are those people in black robes from the Legion?"

"Is that still a human? It's almost like a beast..."

"Iron Heart, I remember it seems to be refitted with a frigate from the Renlian era?"

"That's right, and it's a clumsy modification..."

"The Heart of Steel actually appeared in the east of the Great Desert. What are the big noses on the west coast trying to do?"

"What's even more incredible is that those wastelanders actually knocked this thing down!"

Compared with the video produced by Ye Shi, Xiaoqi's edited version focuses more on the overall situation of the battlefield, running through the whole battle from beginning to end.

Since the CG is promoted as a documentary rather than a game, it not only shows the bravery of the alliance's corps in combat, but also highlights the savagery of the corps and the casualties of the alliance's corps.

And the hard-won victory!
A battlefield of tens of thousands of people.

There are more than 1000 action recorders alone, and the hummingbird drone is on standby all the time. There are not too many materials for editing.

And considering that the people of the wasteland have a high acceptance of bloody images, only simple filters are added to the video, let alone coded.

It is precisely because of this that the shock felt by the residents of Ideal City, and the bloody and cruelty that hit their faces, not only far surpassed the cloud players on the forum, but even surpassed many beta test players who participated in the battle... …

As the survivor settlement closest to the pre-war era on the wasteland, the informatization level of the residents of Ideal City is the closest to the pre-war era in the entire wasteland.

A series of smart wearable devices such as clothes, glasses, and bracelets used by local residents, as well as bionic chips implanted in the cerebral cortex, can be used as a medium for receiving information and connected to a local network called "endpoint cloud".

It was a miniature local area network, mainly serving the residents in Ideal City.

On the interconnected endpoint cloud, any news with "explosive elements" can quickly spread to every corner of the city with the addition of algorithms.

In just one morning rush hour, the battle between the Alliance and the Legion in Ruigu City became the hottest topic in Ideal City.

The video was provided by a friendly partner of the company, and it is said that a contact person uploaded it privately.

However, there are also other versions of rumors circulating in the market, saying that a certain high-level executive of the company deliberately released it, in order to pave the way for the company to interfere in the situation in the central mainland.

No matter what kind of rumor it is, it doesn't matter anymore.

Now the "End Point Cloud" is full of anger.

Although the residents of Ideal City hated war, no one objected to spending some money to give those greedy wolves a little color.

In a place like an enterprise, although the support of employees does not affect the decision-making of major shareholders, publicity and mobilization are still necessary.

If an independent individual is compared to a cog in a huge machine, then propaganda and mobilization are its lubricants.

Although the machine can work without that thing, it's just that the strain and energy consumption will double the cost of operation.

People need to know where the bullets they produce will be sent, and who will wear the clothes and bandages they weave.

In a just war, even workers on the assembly line can drive screws faster.

Kangmao Group Building, an office with light luxury and simple style.

Kang Le, who was sitting at the desk, was playing with the wine glass he got from his old friend Luo Yong while listening to the secretary's report.

“…the Endpoints group would vote yes on our Proposition 771, but in exchange they ask us to take on more commitments in aid.”

"How much?"

"At least thirty percent."

Hearing the secretary's answer, Kang Le smiled faintly.

"Hehe, I have a lot of appetite."

The secretary standing in front of his desk is not a human being, but a bionic man produced by Leisure Group.Its name is Galaxy, its model is C-100, and its application scenarios are office assistants and health consultants.

Although the entire ideal city is discussing the situation on the western front, Kang Le doesn't care how the wastelanders and legion fight on the front line, let alone the life and death of the crew on the Pioneer.

That is something that the Silver Wing Group needs to worry about. They made the mess, and they should be the ones who should be in trouble.

In contrast, he is more concerned about Proposition 771, which is being promoted by Cameron Group - "allowing bionics to participate in public affairs".

At present, the public utilities and construction and development business of Ideal City belong to the business scope of Ideal Group.The digital services of the municipal system are provided by Endpoint Group, which is engaged in intelligent equipment manufacturing and cloud services.

If bionic people are allowed to participate in public affairs, it means that Kangmao Group, which is engaged in medical equipment and bionics engineering, can get a share of the business that originally belonged to Ideal Group and Endpoint Group.

The shareholders of Endpoint Group and Ideal Group will naturally not agree to this kind of thing, especially the latter's opposition is particularly strong.

So much so that its shareholders even shouted at the board meeting, "Today, bionics are allowed to participate in public affairs, but tomorrow should bionics be granted citizenship?" This is a ridiculous fallacy.

The promotion of Proposition 771 has not been going smoothly. Except for the support of Kangmao Group, most of the other four hold the following opinions with reservations.

Recently, however, things have taken a turn for the better.

The Silver Wing Group's exploration plan encountered setbacks, forcing the company to be involved in a direct conflict with the Legion, so it had to make concessions on non-core interests in exchange for the support of the Kangmao Group on the reinforcement proposal.

In addition to the favors sold to the arms dealer Changge Group, the Kangmao Group already has at least three votes. Proposition 771, which was almost impossible to pass, is no longer in suspense.

It is estimated that seeing that the opposition has lost its meaning, the Endpoint Group now came forward to propose Proposition 771. On the one hand, it is estimated that it is trying to sell personal favors, and on the other hand, it is estimated that it wants to pay less money.

Standing in front of the desk, Yinhe spoke in a gentle human voice.

"...Actually, we don't need to talk to them. We already have more than half of the votes in our hands. There is no suspense about the passage of Proposition 771."

Kang Le smiled lightly.

"Having said that, isn't the overwhelming victory of 3:2 more pleasant than the narrow victory of 4:1?"

The pupils flickered slightly, Galaxy analyzed and calculated for a few seconds, and said.

"If we get 4 votes, I think Ideal Group will probably abstain. The final result should not be 4:1, but 4:0."

Hearing this sentence, Kang Le laughed out loud.

Leaning back in the chair, he said comfortably.

"Interesting, when you put it that way, I'm looking forward to the devastated expressions on those old antiques' faces."

Galaxy looked at the boss slightly confused.

"But what's the point of doing that?"

"The point is, it shows our solidarity."

The corners of his mouth turned up, Kang Le sat up from the chair, and continued to speak vigorously.

"In addition, I don't think it is a bad thing about the request of the Endpoint Group. On the contrary, it will be an opportunity for us...an opportunity to show our technical strength."

Looking at the expression on his face, a trace of surprise was written in Yinhe's eyes.

"Are you planning to send bionics to join the battle?"

"Why not?"

Picking up the wine bottle on the desk, the man filled the empty glass with red wine.

Gently shaking the plasma-like wine, looking at himself reflected on the wall of the glass, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

"It's barbaric to engage living people in war. It's not the way of civilized people... We should have done it long ago."

Yinhe thought for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Correct judgment, according to the calculation results, this can reduce the casualties by more than 74%, and it is also the option with the highest winning rate... Then, how much equipment do you plan to invest? I will calculate the estimated cost for you based on the calculation results."

"The specific assistance plan is still under discussion, but we have made a promise to my allies that the first wave of advance teams will be sent within 5 days, including the first batch of reinforcements and aid materials. The follow-up assistance will be within a month. Arriving in succession."

After pausing for a moment, Kang Le narrowed his comfortable eyes, and continued speaking in an unhurried voice.

"To the west is Vault No. 0, and to the north is the Great Rift Valley... The chairman of Changge Group is right, we should increase our influence in the southern part of River Valley Province, but they plan to eat this cake alone, it is inevitable Some are too greedy."

Yinhe nodded clearly, and suggested softly.

"According to your needs, in addition to mass-produced bionics, I recommend sending 'Frost'. The A-130 model is our latest research and development of war-use bionics. Its information processing chips are compatible with various types of weapons."

Turning the chair back to it, Kang Le said in a casual tone.

"can."

……

Compared with the extremely wealthy Ideal City, the living standards of the residents of Boulder City are undoubtedly much poorer. Naturally, it is impossible to use those high-end smart wearable devices, and there is no operator that provides network services.

However, although the media for disseminating information has changed from holographic screens to paper, it does not affect people's feeling of the indomitable heroism in words.

And get almost the same shock and touch from it.

Thanks to Hal for his pen and thanks to the league for its support of journalism.

With the follow-up report of "Survivor Daily", the deeds of the alliance's various corps also spread throughout the streets and alleys, and the heroic names have become heroes that people often talk about.

Especially the leap at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters.

Stories about the Burning Legion can be heard in taverns almost every day.

"It's really tragic..."

"I wouldn't take such a dangerous job, and I wouldn't take any money!"

"No way, someone has to sacrifice. The firepower of the Heart of Iron is too fierce! I heard that more than half of the Burning Corps was killed or injured before it fell. If it wasn't for a plane that suddenly killed and damaged the airship's engine , I’m afraid they will be exhausted before landing.”

"The pilot's name... have you heard?"

"I know, I read the newspaper! It seems to be called... Xiaochuan?"

"There is a picture of him in the newspaper. He looks like a refined and easy-going man."

"Hey……"

Although the war has ended for two days, the discussion has not diminished in the slightest.

In a roadside tavern, a few shirtless men sat around a table, drinking wine while lamenting the tragic situation on the front line.

Thanks to those heroes.

After a day's work, they can sit here and drink beer mixed with water leisurely, instead of looking at the steel fortress floating in the sky and worrying about tomorrow.

however--

Not everyone is enjoying the sunshine after the dark clouds cleared.

From the hot discussion atmosphere, Dolly only felt suffocated.

Every word that floated out of people's mouths, whether it was an understatement or a hoarse voice, was like salt sprinkled on her wounds.

Like a burning iron.

Sitting in the corner of the tavern, she took a deep breath, left the chips and the untouched glass on the table, and fled in a hurry under the boss's confused eyes.

The next day.

The "Survivor Daily" newspaper office is as busy today as ever.

The editors who are busy with writing and typesetting can't wait to bury their heads in the mountains of paper.

Because of the first-hand information on the front line, all the sub-journals of the newspaper, like the main issue, were almost out of stock.

Although newspapers are printed every day, they still cannot satisfy people's appetite.

Now it's not just the residents of the outer cities.

Even the aristocratic lords in the inner city were paying attention to their newspapers, and even sent servants to the gate of the newspaper office, just to know what happened on the front line one second earlier than others.

And that ship Heart of Steel, what's going on now.

Hal also wanted to know how the Alliance planned to dispose of the Heart of Iron that it had snatched from the Legion, but in the news sent to him from the Alliance Office in Boulder City, there was no mention of the status of the Heart of Iron. .

He didn't even know if the airship could still move.

Presumably this should be a secret inside the alliance, Hal didn't have the nerve to ask more.

In addition, in the past two days, he has been inquiring about Fang Chang, and even asked Shuyu, the head of the alliance's office in Boulder City.

Unfortunately, there is no news from Shuyu, and he only said that if there is news, he will tell him as soon as possible.

Just when Hal was worrying, a letter suddenly floated onto his desk.

After glancing at the few lines on the envelope, his expression was slightly startled, and he looked up at Dolly who was standing at the desk.

This is probably the first resignation letter he has received since taking office.

And it's a "star reporter" from a newspaper.

"You're resigning?"

Dolly nodded slowly, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I'm going to... Dawn City."

Hal knew why, but he still tried to persuade him to stay.

"I'm looking for news for you... Can't you wait patiently for a while?"

Dolly didn't speak, but everything she wanted to say was already written on her face.

Seeing that she had no intention of changing her mind at all, Hal sighed, put the letter of resignation into the drawer, and said softly.

"I will keep this letter for you... I will make a decision when you come back. If you need travel expenses, I can advance your next month's salary in advance—"

"Need not."

Dolly shook her head lightly, and under her short emerald green hair, she could see a tear stain hanging from the corner of her right eye.

It's not obvious, but it hurts to watch.

The newspaper office was so quiet that not even the sound of turning pages could be heard.

The editors here all know the young man from the refuge, he is a very intelligent young man, his optimism and positivity inspire many people, and he is always willing to help others.

They never thought that one day he would become part of the newspaper's news material.

Only one of the 500 people survived...

The probability of this is too slim.

Watching the petite figure disappear at the door, Hal's face was filled with sadness, he sighed, and took out the spirits in the drawer.

Although it was not time to drink during the day, he still unscrewed the bottle cap,

Hal muttered softly.

"War...the damn war."

He wanted to write poetry again.

　Whenever there is a climax, there will be a text... Tomorrow I will write Triumph, and today I will lay the groundwork. I am sorry everyone has been waiting for a long time.

　
(End of this chapter)