This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 93: The mark of blood

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Linghu Wetland Park.

Beside the nameless river, surrounded by burnt soil and tree trunks.

The previous fire had been extinguished, and torches were placed in a circle in the open space, surrounding the twenty-nine dejected prisoners.

It is already late at night, and it will be dawn in a few hours.

Ye Shi, who was standing by, yawned and looked at Lao Bai.

"How long will it take for the manager to come back?"

"I don't know."

"Where's the strong wind?"

Fang Chang pointed with his chin at the half-dug cave dwelling by the river.

"He had classes in the afternoon and fell asleep there."

It is actually very convenient to log out of this game. In addition to safely logging off at the resurrection point, you can disconnect in any scene as long as you lose consciousness.

Including but not limited to being knocked unconscious or falling asleep normally.

It’s just that this method cannot save the genetic sequence progress.

Hearing that Guangfeng actually went to class, Ye Shi asked in confusion.

“Isn’t it a PPT assistant?”

"I don't know, maybe he can't let go of his students. Anyway, the group battle is over, and I think he's lost his mind, so I just let him go offline first. When he wakes up, he will be in charge of our class."

As the oldest old man in the herd of cattle and horses, Lao Bai is probably the one who has been in contact with the storm for the longest time, and is also the one who knows him best in the herd.

"...Don't look at the bragging that Bangfeng usually does with you in the group every day. In reality, he is actually a very honest and dull person. He is a group of dedicated people who have no other hobbies except games."

Ye Shi chuckled.

"I honestly didn't notice it, but I'm Mensao."

Old Bai smiled.

"Haha, just hurt him while he's not online!"

Ye Shi: "Speaking of which... the game characters after being offline still don't respond no matter what I do?"

"Probably, so logging out of a non-safe area is actually quite dangerous if no one is watching," Fang Chang glanced at Ye Shi, "What do you want to do."

Ye Shi rolled his eyes.

"I didn't want to do anything, I was just thinking...if we all go offline, wouldn't the NPCs be able to do whatever they want to us in the training cabin?"

After hearing this idea, Lao Bai and Fang Chang both choked on their saliva.

"Pfft."

"Ahem! Okay, don't use your dirty thoughts to speculate on others. Besides, this kind of groundless conjecture has no meaning at all. You have neither evidence to prove nor evidence to falsify. Similar questions include but are not limited to Are aliens always with us? Is our world actually a game? Does science as we know it still hold true outside our 'horizon'? Endless suspicion is just asking for trouble unless you can find reliable Evidence."

"What is dirty! Can't you be curious? What else do you do when you are on guard, just daze? And why is your preaching tone becoming more and more like a violent wind." Ye Shi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Fang Chang shrugged.

"No, I just think that people who think about this problem are very problematic."

Lao Bai nodded in agreement and added a stab.

"Yes, and I think no one should do whatever they want to your body."

Ye Shi: "I said what if! What if! Hey, I really have nothing in common with you old people."

Fang Chang: "..."

Lao Bai: "..."

At this time, Tomato Scrambled Eggs and three other players came over from a distance.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Shi immediately changed the topic.

"Hey, Brother Scrambled Egg, why are you here."

"I'm here to change shifts. Didn't the manager say that I will be on duty after two o'clock?" Brother Scrambled Egg looked at the missing person, so he asked curiously, "Where's the strong wind?"

"It's offline. Something happened in real life. We'll take it back to him later."

The scrambled eggs nodded in understanding.

"Ouch."

It’s much more comfortable now that someone else is taking the shift.

I just went offline to have a meal, and then come back to play after a while.

Lao Bai carried Guangfeng on his shoulders, then handed over the care of the prisoners to Brother Scrambled Egg and others, and then left with Ye Shi, Fang Chang and the others.

This time it was their turn to scramble the eggs and they were bored.

The four little players stood guard with serious faces at first, but seeing that the prisoners were all asleep, they also stood together and chatted to pass the time.

"That's sloppy. If I had known that standing guard would be so boring, I should have gone to the warehouse to buy some meat and charcoal to grill."

"Yeah, speaking of scrambled eggs, brother, is the rhino meat delicious?"

"Where have I ever eaten that stuff..."

"Aren't you a cook?"

"Which restaurant dares to do this???"

"I heard that rhinos belong to CITES Appendix I species of the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora. It seems that the starting period is five years and there is no cap. However, there are probably no wild rhinos in China. You have to go to South Africa."

"...Hey, there should be no problem in the game, right?"

The players are chatting.

At this time, rustling sounds came from the woods nearby.

A group of people immediately tensed up and held the guns in their hands, but soon they relaxed.

The people here are our own people.

"How are the prisoners doing?"

"You are still here, respected manager."

"Very good."

Chu Guang nodded, looked at the players following him and said.

"Bring these people with you."

A player on duty said excitedly.

"Take it back and hang it?"

That's what they've always done!

However, this time the manager seems to have a new idea.

"Take them to the abandoned tire factory four kilometers away. There is a dungeon they built themselves." Chu Guang glanced at the villains and said lightly, "Death is too cheap for them. They will be in Honghe Town." Spend the rest of your life in the mines."

The mines in Honghe Town are not real mines, most of them are former sites of landfills.

God only knows what will be dug out of it. It wouldn't be surprising even to dig out nuclear waste that was illegally landfilled.

The slaves who work there are expendable. Very few of them can survive more than ten years, and even less so in two or three years.

But who cares?

People are dying every day in the wasteland.

All the prisoners who had dozed off were woken up. More than twenty people were strung up on a rope, and the team stretched into a long line.

There are about a dozen players holding guns and holding them down, and they are not afraid of these people running away.

We walked four kilometers along the elevated highway out of the city, detoured into a street, and soon arrived at an abandoned tire factory.

Looking at the people standing on the wall of their former lair, the faces of these predators were ashen, and they all showed expressions of despair.

In the camp, the liberated prisoners stood in the open space with blank faces, looking at the returning plunderers, instinctively afraid and wanting to escape.

However, when they saw the ropes tied to the marauders and the soldiers holding them down, these poor people became quiet again.

Even if they are not smart, they can still see it.

The owner has changed here.

The "Garrison Mission" with high rewards was released. Chu Guang selected the ten lucky players who raised their hands first to guard here, and then arranged for those players who were slow to raise their hands to collect the loot, pack the loot and carry it from the base. Bring carts and trolleys.

According to his "contract" with Hain, all the loot belongs to him.

After making these arrangements, Chu Guang walked up to Hain, looked at this businessman who had made great achievements and said.

"When do you plan to leave?"

Hain said with a respectful expression.

"I have sent Wen back. He moves quickly and should be able to come back with what you want within four days."

Chu Guang asked.

"Is he alone?"

"Of course, a person is the fastest. He carries my token with him, whether I am with him or not," the old and cunning businessman may have suddenly thought of something, and with a thought in his heart, he continued to add. , "I know what you are worried about, please don't worry, I am willing to stay with you as a hostage. Even if you can't trust my character, you should trust that I won't make fun of my own life."

Chu Guang glanced at him with interest.

It's okay to know what I'm worried about.

I don’t even know.

"It's up to you. I neither trust your character nor care about any clever tricks you can do. I plan to go back to the outpost soon. Do you plan to stay here? Or go back with me?"

He left ten players in the base to watch, in groups of five, divided into two groups for shifts. Basically, two people stood in the dungeon, and three people stood on the wall and at the door. It was more than enough to watch the prisoners.

These trophies cannot be moved in one trip, and we have to make several trips during the day.

The players will be busy all day tomorrow.

"I'll go back with you," it only took a second to make a judgment. Hain said immediately, "I don't want to stay here for a second."

Plunderers usually don't pay much attention to hygiene. There is a rotten smell in the village, which makes normal people unable to stay there. Only rats and cockroaches like it.

Chu Guang nodded without saying anything, and gestured to the players beside him who were pulling carts and carts that were ready.

"Let's go."

"Bring our loot."

"Go home!"

……

It was already four o'clock in the morning when we returned to the outpost.

Looking through the gaps in the forest, you can already vaguely see a few hazes of whiteness.

Except for the guards standing guard on the fence and a few professional players who were busy in the industrial area, there were basically few people in the base.

But if you wait a little longer, there will be more people.

Chu Guang randomly found two empty rooms in the main building of the nursing home and lent them to Hain and his female bodyguards.

Chu Guang then asked Luka, who had just woken up, to keep an eye on them for a while, and then returned to the shelter with Xiao Qi in his arms.

Putting Xiaoqi in the corner to charge, he told it to wake up Xia Yan on time tomorrow and go to work, but not to let her disturb him, and then turned around and went back to his room.

The door closes.

Chu Guang sat on the soft bed and took out a yellowed notebook from his pocket.

This is the collection he found in "Bear"'s room.

Because there was a **** handprint on the cover of the notebook, Chu Guang thought that this should be some kind of token of the Bloody Hand clan, so he curiously stuffed it into his pocket.

However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that when he opened the title page of the notebook, he found that what was recorded in it was not the weird customs or traditions he imagined, but just a simple diary.

【January 2, 2129】

"The war ended at the end of 2128, 2129... In other words, this diary was written in the first year of the Wasteland Era?"

Chu Guang is very sensitive to numbers and will never forget them after seeing them.

Speaking of which, among all the information he has collected so far, there is no news about that war.

Perhaps this diary can give me some clues.

With a hint of curiosity in searching for historical sites, Chu Guang looked at the first line under the date label through the soft light in the room.

That is a very thought-provoking sentence.

[...I survived that day. 】