This Game Is Too Realistic

In the Beta universe, somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, a large ocean-going fishing boat floats on the sea. Several civilian-type yachts and fishing boats rise and fall with the rough waves nearby.

Judging from the appearance alone, any passerby who sees this fleet will probably mistake them for a tourist group experiencing sea fishing.

However, the actual situation is completely opposite.

There were no tourists or fishing equipment in the tightly closed cabin. They were all armed personnel.

On the deck outside the cabin, a thin man was leaning on the railing and smoking a cigarette. His natural curls beside his ears looked unkempt and scrawled.

His name is Fick, a former CIA agent and current leader of the extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team.

Since the blackout in Virginia, although the CIA's hasty actions have been criticized by the top leaders of the authorities, it has also made the authorities fully aware of the threat of extraterrestrial intelligence and urgently established an extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team.

As the only agent who had participated in the investigation of "Wasteland OL", Fick was quickly summoned by the top authority, and was appointed by the latter as the leader of the extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team.

Faced with the hostile invasion of extraterrestrial beings, it was undoubtedly the highlight of Fick's life.

Those big shots he had only seen on TV at the banquet were all eager to shake hands with him. They not only regarded him as a guest, but also regarded him as the savior of human civilization - he himself thought so.

However, the situation did not last long.

After the blackout, the extraterrestrial intelligence behind "Wasteland OL" suddenly curbed its edge, and even started to play "paid technology transfer" on forums outside of the game.

It is said that payment is not actually paid to the game operator. Instead, various economies pay to collect in-game currency from players, and then anonymously bid for some technical information that is not available on the earth through auctions.

Such a coquettish act instantly brought all the forces that had doubts about "advanced extraterrestrial intelligence" onto the "alien" chariot.

Especially after the Wall Street giants discovered the astonishing market value behind "Wasteland OL", they sent political brokers to lobby Congress one after another, leading public opinion to advocate the theory of goodwill contact and some kind of cosmic fusion, and finally succeeded in putting pressure on the authorities to force them to change. previous contact countermeasures.

Thanks to this, his career has also plummeted. Not only has his funding been cut again and again, but his travel vehicle has also changed from an aircraft carrier to a destroyer, and now a fishing boat.

Unless they are truly stupid and hopeless idiots and those with vested interests who are pretending to be ignorant, no one will insist on a meaningless thing regardless of the cost.

Now the work of the "Extraterrestrial Intelligence Countermeasures Group" is becoming a meaningless thing.

No matter how vividly Fick described the threat of aliens in Congress and listed the specious evidence he collected from the public, the result was nothing more than making the participants at the conference table angry. I'm already dozing off.

Wall Street political brokers didn't even plan to lobby him because they didn't think it was necessary.

This group of guys who have forgotten their scars and pain have long forgotten how they held his hand and shouted that he was the last savior of mankind. Now they regard him and his operators as a joke after dinner.

What's even more outrageous is the guy who originally expressed his intention to set up an extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team.

The respected leader gave him an ultimatum directly and gave him another four years.

Four years!

If he can't find high-tech spacecraft anywhere, he will take his department out of the direct team and merge it with NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory.

It sounded like he was going to be shot out of the Voyager probe.

In short, this is what happened.

In order not to be shot up by the Voyager N probe and used as a meeting gift in the alien's hometown, he could only search for "Wasteland OL" and high-level Mingliu while standing in the eyes of congressional bosses like a mad dog.㱗 Traces on the earth.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

When there was only one year left in the four-year period, the situation finally took a turn for the better.

Based on anonymous clues provided by an informant who called himself "Beta Fissioner", he drove around the Pacific Ocean and finally locked onto the sea area in the middle of the Pacific Ocean under his feet.

It is said that this is the place where the high-tech spaceship landed.

A fishing boat witnessed its landing.

In order to silence everyone, the aliens on the spacecraft killed everyone on the deck.

Although the accuracy and source of this news were doubtful, at this moment he had no other choice but to come here with the mentality of giving it a try.

The theory of benevolent contact...

How hilarious.

Whoever wants to believe that kind of nonsense should just believe it. It’s impossible for him to believe it anyway.

At least in Fick's view, even if the so-called advanced intelligence showed a little bit of goodwill and brought so-called benefits to all countries on the earth, it was just to fatten up humans before eating them.

He put out the cigarette butt in his hand and slammed it into the waves outside the plywood.

Just wait and see!

His divers are searching along the seabed, and if he is asked to salvage any suspicious wreckage, he can put a shit basin on the heads of those aliens!

He will prove himself!

He will expose the conspiracy of the so-called advanced civilization and become the true savior of human civilization!

Just as Fike was thinking this, the waves on the sea suddenly surged up at some point.

The waves crashed against the steel side of the ship, causing the deck to sway like a swing.

Fick, who was standing by the railing, couldn't stand still and the lighter in his hand fell to the deck.

"Shet——"

Cursing secretly, he bent down and reached out to pick it up. The ups and downs of the ship's hull suddenly bumped again, overturning him.

Hearing the banging sound on the deck, the operator standing at the door of the cabin opened the door and came out. At that moment, he saw Fick sitting on the ground with a look of embarrassment and quickly reached out to him.

"Team leader? What happened?"

"Nothing...a little accident."

Fick, who grabbed the hand, didn't mean to say that he fell. He was about to get up from the ground with a straight face, but was stunned for a moment.

He looked straight at the sea level in the distance, and saw a huge whale emerging from beneath the sea level.

No--

Not just one!

There are many of them!

Wrong——

That guy is not a whale at all! It is an upright, huge cargo ship!

The layers of waves were pushed around by the bullet-shaped shell, and the entire sea area seemed to be boiled, with unstable ocean currents rolling.

Staring dumbfounded at the steel structures emerging from the sea, Fick was speechless for a moment.

Not just him -

The same goes for the operator who reached out to him. The moment he followed his gaze to the sea, his wide-open mouth was instantly opened into an oval shape.

What is that? !

Skyscraper?

Vertical aircraft carrier?

Atlantis?

Or... God?

"That's... an extraterrestrial... spaceship?" Watching the huge steel structure rising into the sky, the operator holding the hatch struggled to squeeze out these words.

The moment he heard these words, Fike's expression changed from shock to ecstasy at the same time.

Found it!

He's looking for it! ! !

"Camera! Camera pointed at them! God... have you seen it?! That thing!! It's that thing!!! Evidence of extraterrestrial existence -!"

He was startled, his eyes full of surprise, and he yelled incoherently at the operators in the cabin.

Everyone thought this guy was crazy.

But soon they discovered that it was not just him who was going crazy, but also themselves.

"God... is that really a spaceship of a high-level civilization?!"

"But wait, where are our satellites?! There are also fleets and radars! How did they... land in this sea area right under our noses?!"

"I want to know more what they want to do..."

There were expressions of different expressions written on the faces looking up, motionless looking at the majestic giant that did not know what kind of power it used to rise into the sky, like ants looking up to the gods.

They finally succeeded.

They successfully found the mastermind behind "Wasteland OL", and there was a high-level civilization manipulating the spaceship behind them!

But……

What then?

Everyone in the extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team stayed silent, including Fick, who was dancing excitedly.

They have no doubt that the F22 is like a fly in front of something like that.

The only suspense is that I don’t know whether the nuclear missile can cause any damage to the suspected stainless steel shell.

Maybe it's possible.

After all, no matter how awesome the technology is, it cannot ignore the laws of physics.

But even so, no one asked if they wanted to give it a try, or even dared to have the idea...

But no matter what, they still have to do what needs to be done.

Without daring to waste a second, Fike quickly rushed into the cabin and called the military base closest to the sea area. He identified himself and quickly reported the situation.

"This is the extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team! A spacecraft suspected of being an extraterrestrial intelligence was discovered in our sea area at the coordinates of...! Please send a fleet over immediately for support!"

There was a quick reply on the other end of the phone.

However, Fike was angry. He heard the sound of eating melon seeds on the other end of the phone.

歼obviously.

His call did not go to the right person, but was passed to the office staff or the security guard guarding the door.

"Damn it, Extraterrestrial Intelligence Countermeasures Team...that means you discovered an unidentified sunken ship near the seabed? How big of a salvage ship is needed?"

Fick roared.

"It's a spaceship! If you ask me to repeat it a few times, it's in the sky, and it will probably pass through the atmosphere soon!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and suddenly there was a burst of uncontrollable laughter.

Fick's face turned red and he roared angrily.

"What I said is true! I saved the video! And for such a big target, wouldn't you use radar to take a look at it——"

"Damn it, extraterrestrial intelligence countermeasures team, our radar should not be malfunctioning. You are the only ones in that sea area... Of course, there may be a few seagulls, but we really didn't see any alien spacecraft."

Fike roared with all his strength.

"Then send out an early warning aircraft! Thousands of kilometers away, what do you expect that crappy radar to see?"

The call was immediately hung up.

The other party was confused and thought he was being unreasonable.

But Fick knew that all of them would regret it, regret not believing in themselves... because soon the whole world would be shocked by that iron lump.

Even if the radar can't see it, such a big spacecraft can't hide it.

Currently, the topic of extraterrestrial intelligence is second only to "Wasteland OL" in terms of discussion on the Internet.

Heaven lovers all over the world keep their telescopes pointed at space 24 hours a day.

Fike slammed the intercom onto the console and cursed in excitement and fear.

"Damn! He's actually a real guy..."

As for what to do next, he had to take some time to think about it...

…

Although a whole year was wasted circling the Pacific Ocean, Fike and his men finally achieved their dream.

Didn't even wait 24 hours!

Just after everyone returned to the port, later that day, the huge spaceship made the headlines of major media around the world at an incredible speed!

The streamlined shell and huge hull surpassed any rocket ever launched by mankind.

not only that!

Its launch principle also shocked everyone's attention!

It doesn't seem to be pushed up by burning chemical fuel, but it is pushed up by the plasma plume and floats into the sky like a hot air balloon.

The power seems to have no effect on it!

If the unit that provided the image data was not the Foreign Language Countermeasures Group with an official background, people could not help but suspect that it was a game CG or computer-generated image!

Not only the aerospace industry was affected, but also the physics community, which was recently excited by the breakthrough of controllable fusion technology, was shocked by the incredible scene!

【Shocked! A giant flying object passes over the Indian Ocean! 】

[Suspected showdown! The mastermind behind the mysterious MMORPG game "Wasteland OL" appears! 】

[War or peace? ! Unexpected flying objects were discovered in the atmosphere! 】

【On the verge of breaking out! The multinational Air Force battle group heads to the Pacific for joint reconnaissance! 】

[The International Space Station announced observation information, and the spacecraft in the first segment of the space station are being assembled in a synchronous orbit! 】

[Former CIA agent and head of the "Extraterrestrial Countermeasures Team" Fick gave a speech in an interview with reporters, claiming to have found evidence of extraterrestrial invasion of the earth! 】

[The U.S. authorities issued an urgent statement to clarify, claiming that the Extraterrestrial Language Countermeasures Group is a non-governmental organization, and its remarks do not represent the official position! 】

[Target Mars? ! The Gao Wen Zhi spacecraft is suspected to have left the Earth-Moon system and is heading towards Mars! 】

[Salvage teams from various countries gathered in the central Pacific, and more detailed clues are still under investigation...]

【……】

For three whole days, the Earth's Internet had been blocked by the mysterious spacecraft.

In addition to the official website of "Wasteland OL", which still calmly announces news related to the game and the open beta, now you can almost see the huge starship and the latest news about the future when you click on almost any website.

However, although the official website of "Wasteland OL" remains calm, the players on the forum cannot calm down.

Even though the unidentified spacecraft does not look more exaggerated than the Alliance's low-Earth orbit defense platform, and is much smaller than the Orion guided missile cruiser, after all, that thing has appeared in reality, and it still makes them somewhat confused. It creates a feeling that the game is brought into reality.

Tails: "I giao...A Guang is really an alien?! (Shocked)"

Roshan Damomo: "Wait a minute, if Wasteland OL is really a game run by aliens, then what are we aliens? (Horrified)"

Sisi: "Researching opponents? Or diplomats? Emmm... I always feel that things are not that simple."

Tails: "Oh! Tails thinks so too!"

Aoao Sesame Paste: "Well... no matter what the origin of that spaceship is, I always feel that it doesn't seem to show any malice?"

Commander Quanshui: "Well, the most worrying part is right here. We know nothing about them, but they know everything about us."

Ye Shi: "Well, do you think there is a possibility... that they are actually us in the future?"

Sisi: "Oh? Did you see something through spiritual energy?"

Ye Shi: "That's not true, it's just my intuition..."

Tails: "Does the boss of the perception department have intuition? Maybe it's really like this! (☆.☆)"

Fang Chang: "Well... I really can't rule out this possibility, although it sounds a bit ridiculous."

Quit smoking: "But what's the reason for them to do this? I don't understand, changing the future by changing the past? Can that kind of thing really be done? (Stupid)"

Fang Chang: "I can't tell, maybe. Just like you said, they are trying to avoid the arrival of the Wasteland Era by exerting influence on us."

Ye Shi: "Boy Tuo... don't be so mouthy. I don't want to go to the wasteland in the flesh."

Fang Chang: "Why Crow's Mouth? Maybe they have found a way to avoid the Wasteland Era, and the plan has been successful? If that's the case, maybe the Wasteland Era no longer exists in our timeline. .(squinting smile)”

This may be a bit too optimistic, but different situations in different worlds obviously cannot be generalized.

The edge of the water: "Have you passed the game...Does it feel too sloppy? Isn't there a better way?"

Fang Chang: "Maybe a better method has been tried. Maybe this is the best arrangement after countless attempts."

Fang Chang: "As for the more accurate and not hasty method you mentioned, it may exist. But the possibility outside of time is only known to those outside of time."

"..."

…

The hot discussion on the official website forum continues, and speculation about the operator behind "Wasteland OL" has become the hottest topic on the forum.

Chu Guang never expected that just when he was planning to make a big news on the day of the public beta, the "β fission mutant" actually made a big news before him.

Should I say that I am the other person?

He thought of something, and his "other self" far away in the beta universe not only thought of it, but also made it for him.

Shelter No. 404, Floor B5.

Sitting on the office chair, Chu Guang finally saw Dr. Principle in the beta universe through the big screen in the room.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time the two of them have communicated face to face.

The "principle" standing behind the screen was much younger than the man he saw in the hologram.

"Nice to meet you."

Although there were many things he wanted to ask, Chu Guang did not immediately raise his questions, but said hello politely first.

Dr. Principle on the screen nodded slightly and said in a voice with a hint of respect.

"It's me who should say it's a pleasure to meet you. I respect you...Mr. Manager."

"You don't have to be so polite. Please sit down and talk." Chu Guang said in a kind tone.

Principle nodded and sat on the chair behind him naturally.

His current location should be Shelter 404-β—the submarine shelter located in the western trough of the Pacific Ocean.

"Before our conversation begins, I would like to say sorry to you... The professor had decided to deploy that spaceship before the end of Project 404. Regarding the public opinion turmoil it caused and the impact it had on your work. , we are deeply sorry.”

Seeing Dr. Principle sincerely apologize, Chu Guang smiled gently and said.

"Don't feel guilty, it was his decision and it has nothing to do with you. To be honest, although his move made me feel a little surprised and sudden, in fact, I had planned to communicate with the beta universe people in the open beta stage as early as half a year ago. It's a showdown... It's only half a year ahead of schedule. We both thought of going together, and we can only say that we are the 'other me'."

In fact, after thinking about it for a moment, it was not difficult for him to guess the true purpose of "β-fission body".

Although that guy inherited all of the professor's memories and the mission of saving human civilization in the α universe, he was using a body that was originally in the β universe.

It is precisely because of this that he still has feelings for the β universe, and maybe he has even realized that he is not a "professor" in the true sense like himself, and this is also the beginning of his relationship.

Based on this underlying logic, although he will use the resources of the Beta Universe without hesitation, it is impossible to truly "throw away" the people of the Beta Universe.

So, before leaving the earth, he did one last thing to the people living on that planet——

That is to openly challenge the existence of higher literature, and turn the unspoken rules that were originally placed under the card table into explicit rules that require no debate!

This is actually a conspiracy.

After completing this matter, no matter whether he inherits the "alpha clone" of Vault 404 - that is, himself, he continues to package the operator behind the game into a god-like advanced civilization, or he challenges the form-forming field The existence of 㱕 and the AB universe theory can all be discussed with people in the β universe in an open 㱕 form.

In other words, from a position of neutrality or above, goodwill has been released after responding——

If you still want to continue Project 404 and use the power of consciousness bodies in another universe.

Unexpectedly, the guy guarded him before leaving, and Chu Guang also made a serious self-examination.

Perhaps it was because he had always been too sinister about the "beta fission mutant" that his followers had little confidence in him, so he made such a move out of safety reasons.

In fact, there is absolutely no need for that.

Because this was his plan from the beginning - even if Project 404 ends, the alliance he represents will still maintain more than friendly contact with the people living in the beta universe, and even face possible future crises together.

As a manager and game planner, he knows better than anyone else that in "Wasteland OL" players and "NPCs" have always been influencing each other, and it is never just the former that affects the next.

The fate of the past is also changing subtly!

Although people living in two different universes cannot directly touch each other, under the influence of the sound field, the fate of the two universes has long been linked together.

That guy can think of it, how could he not think of it?

Seeing Dr. Principle's serious expression, Chu Guang paused for a while and continued.

"Actually, I want to talk to you. I mainly want to talk about two issues. One is about the public beta of "Wasteland OL"... I plan to build a local server in the β universe to accept public beta players."

"Local servo?" Dr. Yuan Li was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Chu Guang meant.

"That's right, it's not based on morphological field theory, it's an online game in the traditional sense..."

Chu Guang nodded and told Dr. Principle the plan he had thought up half a year ago.

"I plan to write our story into a program and present it in a form closer to the Ninth Art. Since there is no need to realize the connection based on morphological field technology, the production and laying of related equipment will be easier, and it can even be outsourced to other parties. OEM production by manufacturing companies.”

"This not only solves the problem of insufficient production capacity, but also makes up for the regret of missing the expansion pack for players."

Dr. Principle was stunned.

"...What about the players during the closed beta period?"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"It's still the same as before, including the qualifications for closed beta testing and the distribution of helmets, etc. After all, we still rely on them to update the official server... You can understand it as a test server."

Dr. Principle: "I see... Are we going to develop a plan B on the basis of Plan 404? I probably understand what you mean."

"If you can, please do so. I will send you more details of the plan simultaneously through Xiaoqi."

Seeing his eyes getting brighter and brighter, Chu Guang smiled and continued in a gentle tone.

"It's time to talk about the second thing. I want to ask you about your future plans, whether you want to come here or stay there...have you considered it?"

Dr. Principle did not hesitate for too long. After a moment of silence, Dr. Principle said in an affirmative tone.

"I want to stay here."

Not surprised by his final choice, Chu Guang simply nodded.

"Really? That's right."

Dr. Principle glanced at him in surprise.

"Don't you ask why?"

Chu Guang smiled and shook his head.

"No need to ask, there's nothing to ask, I can probably guess that kind of thing."

Whether to merge into one, or to become each other's past and continuation... He is not the only one facing this choice.

Rather, the moment this guy appeared across the screen, he already knew his choice.

They all made the same choice.

After relaxing his tense shoulders, Dr. Principle sighed as if he was relieved.

"Really? But that's right...it's you after all."

In his mind, there is nothing that this respected gentleman cannot do.

"I think you should not think that I am too omnipotent. After all, I have also failed 776 times."

He made a joke in a joking tone, Chu Guang stopped his joking expression, looked at the screen and said the principle Zheng Yan.

"From today on, you are the manager of Shelter 404-β. You will play the role of the 'ambassador of the α universe to the β universe', take over the work of the 'professor', and act as a bridge between the two universes, directly Take responsibility for me!”

"I will provide you with the data of the public beta version of "Wasteland OL", and I will leave the operation and maintenance to you!"