This Game Is Too Realistic

The red brick building next to the outpost guard quarters.

When the wave broke out before, in order to deal with the plague caused by the decay of corpses, this place was once used as a temporary relief station, temporarily sheltering nearby residents suffering from fever symptoms.

After the wave ended, the problems of the plague and the spore cloud were resolved, and this place became a health center for local residents as a matter of course.

Most of the medical staff currently working here are temporary workers trained by Heya, and they are mainly recruited from literate refugees. On the one hand, cooperate with Heya to carry out some necessary experiments for wastelanders, and on the other hand, be responsible for medical rescue work.

If these medical staff are evaluated according to the standards of the People's Federation, they are obviously not professional, and some of them are not even quack doctors.

But even so, they who know how to bandage and stop the bleeding are much better than those tribal witch doctors who use folk remedies to treat diseases.

Wastelanders generally have very low requirements for doctors.

Not to mention the cure, it would be good if he could guarantee that he would not die.

There are more than 50 wooden single beds in the spacious room, which are full of people at the moment.

These people are the backbone of the guard, many of them are veterans who have experienced more than two battles, and some have even been following Chu Guang since several versions ago.

And the reason why they lie here is of course not because of injury or illness, but because they voluntarily participated in the experiment of the No. 404 shelter medical laboratory and were injected with expression-inducing serum.

Nurses in long white gowns walk around asking everyone about their clinical response and recording key information and characteristics on the VM.

Clinical studies have shown that there is a higher probability of awakening between the ages of 15 and 30, and the probability of awakening will gradually decrease after that... These serums for inducing differentiation have answered many of my puzzles. Standing next to Chu Guang, He Ya was the same as before, Handing a tablet to Chu Guang's hand, she happily talked about her discovery.

Chu Guang couldn't understand her thesis and those colorful charts as before, but he still politely browsed the content on the tablet and said straight to the point.

I'm not interested in things that are too professional. You can tell me the conclusion directly, such as what the probability is.

Heya: The probability of the first injection is 27%, the probability of the second injection is 15%, the probability of the third injection is 9%, and the probability of the fourth injection is 3%...Of course, this is only a theoretical calculation, and it is different from statistical probability. Now the experimental There are too few samples, and there are too many uncertainties in the selective expression of genes, I can't give you an absolutely accurate data.

If you can't wake up after one injection, you can still get a second injection?

A slightly surprised expression appeared on Chu Guang's face.

What about the side effects?

He Ya: Fever will last for 2 to 3 days after the injection, accompanied by symptoms such as muscle weakness and drowsiness, but it is generally safe. As for other side effects...except that it is more difficult to give birth to offspring, others have not been found for the time being, but they are not It will be excluded in the future, so I don’t recommend that you promote it on a large scale in the whole society. After all, I have never heard of such a thing in the Prosperous Era, and it is probably a semi-finished product that researchers themselves can’t make up their minds about.”

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

I don't need you to tell me this.

The output of induced expression serum is very small, only about 20 tubes are produced a day, and it seems that it can only be produced through black boxes at present.

Considering that the cold fusion battery used in the black box is a non-renewable resource, the hidden cost of this needle may be far more expensive than it actually looks.

No matter in terms of yield, production cost, or deeper social aspects, this serum is not suitable for large-scale promotion.

By the way, what about the residents of the shelter? Did they respond after the injection?

Chu Guang remembered that the experimenters who were the first to inject the reagent seemed to be the lucky players who won the special prize in the celebration event. Some of them had not yet awakened, and some had already awakened. There were twenty people in total.

After all, players can be resurrected, and even if something goes wrong, it can be explained with sorry, the server has a bug, and at most, some compensation will be given later.

There are compensations for the closed test server, which is already the conscience of the industry, okay?

Heya: According to clinical observations, the effect of this serum on the first batch of experimenters is very limited, so limited that it can even be ignored.

Personally, this may be related to the particularity of the DNA of your shelter residents. The expression level of your DNA itself is very high, and there is a set of stable and rigorous evolutionary routes... This is what I am most curious about.

After listening to He Ya's statement, Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.

He tried to understand.

This effect of inducing the expression of serum is probably similar to a catalyst, allowing people who have the potential to awaken themselves to awaken more quickly, but it has almost no effect on those who have already awakened.

The clones produced by shelter 404 are extremely special, because they use specific enhanced genes, so their compatibility with this serum is very low.

To put it simply, this serum is mainly used to improve the physical functions of the aborigines, but this improvement is quite random.

Some people feel increased strength, others just feel faster reflexes, or both, but neither is strong.

understood.

Chu Guang returned the tablet to Heya, walked into the ward, and came to the bed closest to the door.

A small-looking teenager was lying there, staring straight at the ceiling, as if in a daze.

Chu Guang recognized this person. He was a fourteen-year-old boy. He had been following him since he was rescued from the dungeon of the Bloody Hand Clan. He was also the youngest member of the guard.

If he had traveled through the civilized society before, this young man with no full hair would probably not even be old enough for a male high school student.

But in the wasteland world where human life is so precious, many of his age peers have become fathers.

How does it feel?

Hearing the voice from the side, the young man twisted his neck, and the moment he saw Chu Guang's face, his dazed eyes suddenly woke up.

Master Manager?! Why are you here?

Hearing this voice, other people in the ward also cast surprised glances in this direction.

Lu Bei was overjoyed and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Chu Guang.

You don't have to be so grand, just tell me how you feel.

After saying this, Chu Guang glanced at the other people in the ward, signaling that they don't need to care about him, and then continued to look at Lu Bei.

Seeing the manager who came to visit him, Lu Bei's face was rosy with excitement, and he said energetically.

My lord, I feel very good now!

Chu Guang nodded, looked at him who was resting in bed and said seriously.

Thank you for your contribution to the new alliance. If you experience any physical discomfort in the future, the alliance will take care of you for the rest of your life.

Lu Bei, who was sitting on the bed, nodded slightly.

Please don't say that, it is my honor to share your worries! What's more, I feel that I am much stronger now than before! If I face predators again... I will definitely not be as embarrassed as before.

The sneak attack on New Year's Eve cost the Guards a lot, and he also lost his old friend who had always taken care of him in that battle.

Chu Guang put his hand on his shoulder, patted him lightly, and comforted him.

You have already done a good job, so you don't need to be too harsh on yourself. And even if you get a stronger ability, remember that you can't take it lightly, let alone use it to do evil.

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

I plan to set up a special troop, which is independent of the guards. Its name is... Guards Corps. This team will be composed of awakened people. Would you like to join?

Lu Bei straightened his back, clenched his right fist against his left chest, and said with piercing eyes.

I am willing! My life was saved by you, even if you let me die, I will never frown!

Chu Guang looked at him and nodded slightly, and said in a gentle voice.

I will remember your loyalty.

Rest now.

The first batch of serum was all injected, fifty participants were involved in the experiment, and only sixteen people were awakened.

The remaining thirty-four unawakened people still have three injection opportunities, and it is up to them to decide whether to continue to participate in the experiment.

But no one gave up at all.

This opportunity to become stronger, if there is no dose limit, they would like to increase the dose and finish the four injections at a time.

Counting the four experienced veterans selected from the awakened guards, Chu Guang planned to organize these twenty people into an independent regiment.

In fact, it was not Chu Guang's idea to form a corps composed entirely of awakened people, but a similar plan had been made long before the beta version was unlocked.

Awakening is rare in the wasteland, but it is by no means rare. Before obtaining the serum, there were more than a dozen naturally awakened people in the guard.

However, naturally awakened players are different from players who have accumulated development progress and awakened. Most of their awakened abilities have no rules, and their quality is relatively average. It is rare for players to specialize in the growth of a certain attribute like players.

But one thing is certain, the Awakened have naturally stronger combat effectiveness and battlefield survivability than ordinary people.

The equivalent of a super soldier!

Chu Guang intends to select the most loyal fighters from the guards, inject them with serum, and equip them with 10 sets of heavy cavalry exoskeletons, 100 sets of light cavalry exoskeletons, and matching small drones—equivalent to half of the equipment on the B4 floor. Form a Guardian Regiment composed of Awakened Wastelanders!

As for the remaining half of the equipment on the B4 floor, Chu Guang hung it in the NPC store and asked Boss Xia to help sell it to players who reached the level requirements.

Chu Guang will try to control the size of this guard regiment between 100 and 120 people, which is equivalent to the strength of a company.

As the standing troops of the new alliance, they will assume different responsibilities from the players on the battlefield, and will be responsible for handling tasks that players are inconvenient to participate in or have no interest in participating in.

For this army, Chu Guang had only one requirement.

That is loyalty!

In addition to the Guard Corps, Chu Guang also plans to set up the First Corps and the Second Corps of the New Alliance.

At present, Wrench is the head of the First Corps, and Liu Ding is the head of the Second Corps. Most of the grassroots officers are veterans of the Guard who have participated in more than two battles and have received guidance and training from Vanus.

Not only NPCs can join, players can also join.

After all, not all players like the social content of MMORPG. Many casual players like to do tasks and deal with NPCs, and experience immersive role-playing. The presence of other sand sculpture players will affect his sense of game substitution.

If you let him lead the team, he will feel annoyed instead.

There are quite a few players of this type on the server. Many players have reached 5 in fighting and shooting proficiency, but their command skill proficiency is still 0.

Why?

Because for players who don't like leading the team, leading the team is really annoying.

Just memorizing every ID in the team is not easy enough, let alone building a good relationship with everyone so that everyone in the team can do their own thing well.

In addition to the obligations and responsibilities of the standing troops, the First Corps and the Second Corps also undertake the obligation to absorb casual players and newcomers.

When Chu Guang came to the ward in person to condolence to the experimenters who were injected with the Awakening Serum, twenty fully armed players had already arrived in the East District of Qingquan City.

They were divided into two teams of ten, all of whom were Awakened.

A military operation jointly planned by the Burning Corps and the Jungle Corps is quietly kicking off...

...

In the dark room, the broken floor was covered with moss, two animal skin coats were hung in the half-open iron cabinet, and a yellowed booklet was thrown in the corner - it read The Third Ecological Protection of Qingquan City Park Visitor's Guide.

This is the security room of the third ecological protection park in Qingquan City, but there have been no tourists here for a long time, and there are no security guards, only a group of predators occupying the magpie's nest.

The radio on the table was playing pre-war classical music from The Sound of Boulder.

Sitting behind the table with his legs crossed, Tus lazily lit a cigarette, looked at the curling mist, and squinted his eyes slightly.

He can't remember how long such a relaxed and comfortable life has passed, maybe ten years, maybe more than ten years.

He still had the habit of keeping a diary before, but he couldn't remember those two words clearly, so he gave up after trying a few times.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door.

Tuss skillfully opened the drawer containing the revolver, and his eyebrows relaxed slightly when he saw his confidant appearing at the door.

However, the drawer was not pushed back.

Boss, the goods for the next transaction are ready. The man in the animal skin coat lowered his head slightly, his knotted muscles looked at Kong Wu's strength, but he didn't look too smart no matter what.

Hearing that the goods were finished, Tus slightly opened his squinted eyes, and lowered his legs on the table.

Take me over there to have a look.

The strong man nodded respectfully.

Okay, boss.

The two walked through the corridor one after the other and came downstairs.

There is a circular corridor here. The center of the corridor is as big as a playground. The fiberglass walls connect the floor and ceiling, completely isolating the space inside from the outside world.

In the antebellum era, there were rare animals that children loved here, but now they are used by the marauders here as slave cells.

Workbenches were placed in the open space. Skinny slaves sat in front of the workbenches. The most expensive equipment on their bodies was probably only two latex gloves.

With hands like reed sticks, they picked out a mass of red fungus from the wooden frame beside them, put them in a petri dish, and carefully separated the active ingredients in it, for fear of making a mistake.

Marauders with iron-pipe rifles stood nearby, watching them intently.

It is worth mentioning that the red fungus in the hands of these slaves is not some kind of slime mold, and there is absolutely no relationship between the two.

The thumb-thick red mycelium is tangled up like noodles. At first glance, it looks like a brain flower, so it is called a brain fungus or a brain mushroom by wastelanders.

This type of bacteria usually grows under some trees with high iron content, and because it releases red spores with a strong hallucinogenic effect when picked, it is difficult to cultivate artificially, which also leads to the use of brain bacteria as raw materials Drugs with stimulant properties such as Diliwan and Qiangqiangling in China are expensive.

But what's interesting is that the red spores have little effect on ironback apes, so they are occasionally eaten by ironback apes as fruits.

Thanks to the blue coats who were stationed here before, and thanks to their good thing called spiritual interference field, Tuss made a lot of chips by manipulating the monkeys outside.

Those monkeys are much easier to handle than slaves. Not only can they help him collect materials for making medicine, but they can also help him beat the autumn wind around. The only disadvantage is that they are not very smart. Using bows, spears and Molotov cocktails is already acceptable to them limit.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to keep those slaves in the cage, and let the monkeys directly dispense the medicine, which would save two barrels of nutritional cream every day.

Tus's men moved boxes of small white medicine bottles out of the cage, leaving only two buckets filled with green mucus, and knocked them with the butts of their guns.

The clanging sound was like some sort of signal.

The slaves who heard the sound rushed towards the two iron buckets one by one like rabid dogs who were extremely hungry, and stuffed the nutrient cream with unknown composition into their mouths with their hands.

The two predators guarding the entrance looked at these slaves who were eating like pigs with a sarcasm, and closed the door of the cage.

As the leader or boss of this group of looters, Tuss had no interest in those slaves, and his attention was all on the ten boxes in front of him.

Ten boxes of Dali Wan, a total of 50 kilograms of goods.

It's not just the mercenaries who like to take advantage of these things, the nobles in the inner city of Boulder City also consume a lot. After all, their effects are immediate, not only making people stronger in battle, but also outside of battle.

As for side effects.

It's just bloodshot eyes, as long as you don't eat a bottle at a time, don't worry about any major problems.

...The Dagger Gang in Boulder City is very interested in our goods, and they expressed their willingness to pay us three thousand chips. The man with a prosthetic eye in his left eye looked at Tusi and bowed respectfully.

His name is Kun Ke, and he is also a fan of Dali Pills, but he has quit this thing since his eyeball exploded.

After hearing the offer from the Dagger Gang, Tu Si cursed angrily.

These vampires are getting more and more overpriced! Don't think I don't know that a 1.2g pill can be sold for 10 chips!

Tell them that 100 chips per kilogram is the bottom line, and 5,000 chips can't be less! If they don't want it, we'll go find someone else. And besides women, food, sugar, soap, and nourishing cream, Let them bring more guns for the next deal, don't think about fooling me with those iron pipes.

A new alliance suddenly formed in the north.

Tu Si didn't care too much at first, after all, Qingquan City is so big, and the straight-line distance from the east bank of Linghu Lake is more than 20 kilometers, and the 20 kilometers may be more difficult than the mountain road.

His stronghold is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. When ordinary wastelanders see such dense vegetation here, their first reaction is to walk around, and they will never think of drilling inside.

It was also because of this that when the Bonechewing tribe came over, he didn't worry about it, and at worst he would join them.

However, recently hearing that the Brown Grange was annexed, a group of people clamored for the abolition of slavery and expulsion of the looters, which made Tuss feel vaguely uneasy.

Abolition of slavery?

Repel looters?

Are these people fed up?

And how do they know who the predators are?

Especially when five uninvited guests came outside yesterday, his subordinates reported to him that those people were wearing two sets of exoskeletons, which made Tuss even more vigilant.

Maybe these people came from the northern suburbs!

Considering that he may fight with those blue coats with brain problems in the future, he feels that he can't always take his subordinates to have fun together, and he should consider hoarding some weapons for self-protection.

Conditions permitting, he even considered giving the monkeys some guns.

Kun Ke nodded seriously.

Okay boss.

Seeing Kunke walking outside the door, Tusi frowned slightly, picked up a bottle of Dali Wan from the box and stuffed it into his pocket, ready to go back to the bedroom to rest for a while.

However, at this moment, there was a loud explosion outside, and the walls and the ground trembled for a while.

The slaves huddled in front of the iron bucket raised their heads and looked around in horror. The predators guarding the door of the cage also had nervous expressions on their faces, and they clenched their rifles tightly.

Holding on to the handrail of the corridor to stand firm, Tus looked around angrily, grabbed his confidant and shouted.

what happened?

That confidant was also dumbfounded.

On the one hand, he was shocked by the explosion, and on the other hand, he was yelled at by the boss.

I, I'll go outside and have a look.

Go!

Tooth kicked his ass and rushed upstairs cursing.

The explosion seemed to kick off the performance.

One after another explosions sounded around the ecological protection park, and the trembling of the floor climbed from the soles of his shoes all the way to his liver.

Even if he was stupid, Tuss knew what was going on outside.

Back in the security room that he used as his office, he grabbed the walkie-talkie on the desk, pressed the switch and yelled loudly.

Enemy attack!

I don't care where you are or what you're doing, just pick up the guy and get out of your room right away and get ready to fight!

We must not let them take our treasure!

no way!

The corridors of the Ecological Protection Park are filled with piercing broadcasts.

The confidant who was sent outside to inquire about information, just pushed open the iron gate of the roof, and a shell fell into the forest a hundred meters away.

boom--!

Flames flickered, billowing smoke and rubble.

Frightened by the explosion, the looter lowered his body and trot forward all the way, along the curved railing, and finally touched the side of the tower made of wood and steel bars.

The entire dome-shaped ecological park is covered with vegetation, and the tower hidden here is as inconspicuous as a branch in the woods.

The looter rushed up, just about to scold the scouts standing guard, but found that behind the cane-woven concealment, there was only a dead body with a hole in its head lying.

His hands and feet were cold, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead in an instant.

His hair was standing on end, and he just wanted to turn back, when his chest seemed to hit a truck, and he was knocked down to the ground by the huge kinetic energy.

Two... stupid! Brother Fang really guessed it right. Ye Shi, who was lying on the roof of the half-collapsed building, pulled the bolt of the gun and ejected the smoking shell.

Well... it's not entirely a guess, Fang Chang, holding a telescope in his hand, carefully observed the buildings in front of him, and analyzed, If it's just bows and arrows and steel bars, that's all. Those monkeys even have Molotov cocktails. Bottles can Pick it up, but the fuel can never be made by those monkeys themselves.

Lao Bai also nodded.

Well, and those monkeys are obviously only active in the forest, but when we are close to the ecological park, they suddenly do it. There is always a deliberate feeling.

Gu Feng didn't speak. He controlled the drone and corrected the coordinates of the players who were in charge of shooting.

Since the vegetation below was too dense, it was impossible to determine the specific location of the Ironback Ape, so they chose the tactic of spreading barrage.

Sixteen salvos ended.

A total of thirty-two 88mm mortar shells were fired.

The player in charge of firing the mortar hid the mortar in a nearby building, put on equipment and prepared to go to the front line.

At the same time, the roar of propellers came from the sky, and a wooden plane with wings spread appeared in the players' field of vision.

Mosquitoes! Fuck! The mosquitoes are finally here.

Quit smoking excitedly waved to the sky.

Seeing his teammates, Mosquito grinned and gave a thumbs up, then pulled on his self-made goggles, held the joystick with both hands to pull the nose up, so that it would be convenient for a while to dive and shoot.

Killing the chicken at midnight didn't say much, and showed a shiny one-handed ax and a gun with a barrel thicker than a fist, beckoning the brothers to prepare for the battle.

All the members of the Jungle Corps are equipped with the cheap and easy-to-use KV-1 exoskeleton. Except for the leader who kills the chicken at midnight, almost everyone has an LD-47 light machine gun, each of which looks like a Rambo.

The Burning Corps is a mix of multiple arms, including heavy infantry serving as mobile bunkers and ammunition boxes, high-mobility light infantry, and even non-human players.

And players who are good at using personalized equipment like Fang Chang and Guafeng also brought the Pu-9 submachine gun for combat against people this time, and are ready to sweep the building.

Garbage Lord excitedly slapped his tail on the ground, and the steel claws tied to his arms shone coldly.

The amber pupils shrank, and a bloodthirsty roar came from the opened fangs.

It's time to kill!