This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 804: Conspiracy of all parties
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At the same time that the legion ambassador from Triumph City secretly met with Duke Galawa who was stationed in Dawn City by the empire, another secret meeting was also going on.
Spacious and spacious conference room.
Wearing a white coat, Yang Kai stood respectfully on the side of the pulled chair, as if waiting for something.
At the moment when the minute hand reached the hour, a figure suddenly appeared on the chair directly opposite the conference table.
The man looked ordinary and had no memorable features. Coupled with the paralyzed expression on his face, he was the kind of person who would be hard to find if he was thrown into a crowd.
However, even so, one cannot tell from the respectful demeanor of a certain B-level researcher that this person's status in the academy is extraordinary.
"Sit down."
Hearing the voice from across the conference table, Yang Kai immediately sat on a chair nearby without any hesitation.
At the same time he sat down, the condescending voice continued to come.
"Report on your work."
"Yes, Dear Mr. Chief Technology Officer."
Yang Kai said respectfully, and then reported in detail a series of things that happened in the area south of Wandering Swamp during this period.
Especially about the alliance, he focused on making a detailed report.
"...According to our understanding, the Alliance is planning to build a space elevator. I speculate that they should have recovered the blueprints of Vault 20, including the concept of its orbitless elevator, which can be found in the observation records of our monitoring equipment Relevant clues."
After a pause, Yang Kai continued.
"In addition, as we had expected, they set their sights on the 'celestial beings'."
The conference room was quiet for a while, and the chief technology officer sitting at the conference table seemed to be deep in thought.
Yang Kai did not speak, but patiently waited for the adult to think.
After a long time, the voice came from the front again.
"Very good."
Just hearing the tone without ups and downs, Yang Kai couldn't tell whether this sentence meant good or bad.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a tentative tone.
"If the current situation continues to develop, the alliance should try to clean up the garbage in orbit and even build a space station in orbit...Although this is not a bad thing, I am worried that the situation may get out of control."
"As you know, the most taboo thing for heavenly beings is someone extending their hands into outer space. If the alliance insists on advancing the space program, it may lead to the advance of the arrival plan of heavenly beings."
In fact, the academy’s research vessels equipped with anti-gravity devices have always been able to travel freely between the earth’s surface and outer space.
However, almost no one will try to drive a scientific research ship to near low-Earth orbit, and even if it does, it will not stay for long.
The locking of space junk and automatic weapons is only one of the reasons. The more reason is that the academy does not want to touch the bottom line of "celestial beings".
As early as the post-war Reconstruction Committee period, the Technology Department, through constant exploration and exploration, became aware of the Lagrange Point Space Station’s intention to block the Earth——
For some reasons, the descendants of the expeditionary force do not want the survivors of the Wasteland Era to return to outer space.
This idea is actually not difficult to understand.
Although rebuilding the wasteland requires the technology and resources of the Prosperous Era, the technology and resources left over from the Prosperous Era may in turn exacerbate the chaos on the surface and become the nourishment to maintain the continued existence of the Wasteland Era.
This is like giving a super weapon to a primitive tribe. It will not allow the primitive tribe to evolve into a more enlightened era. On the contrary, it may make the primitive tribe continue to be "enjoyable" in the old era.
It is for the same reason that the academy intentionally restricts the outflow of technology. Even their vassal Golden Lizard Kingdom has not been able to receive many technological benefits.
However, what is confusing is that the "Heavenly Man" did not set the standard for the end of the Wasteland Era.
The result of this behavior is that their blockade of the Alliance's home planet is indiscriminate.
It is precisely for this reason that the academy's Ark Project can only be carried out secretly on the surface and cannot be carried out in outer space with great fanfare.
It is very likely that Vault 20 finally gave up the "trackless elevator plan" for the same reason and switched to the extremely unstable plan No. 2 of "thought projection".
The irony lies here. The "Heavens" tried to create a pure "sterile environment" for human civilization and complete the transition from the Wasteland Era to the New Era at a smaller cost. However, in the end, they failed Created one **** after another.
It's more than that.
At the same time, in the name of "preserving the fire of civilization", they are absorbing as part of themselves those "extreme consciousness bodies" that have created one **** after another.
According to Dr. Conclusion's speculation, with the continuous accumulation of extreme consciousness bodies, it is very likely that "celestial beings" will directly intervene in affairs in the wasteland after triggering a certain critical point.
This critical point may be related to their own remaining time, or it may be related to the phenomena they observed from the wasteland.
It is precisely for this reason that researchers from the academy have been carefully dismantling bombs that may detonate crises in the wasteland.
The Torch Church is one of them.
In fact, they are not ignorant of the "celestial beings" who are interfering in wasteland affairs with more and more direct consequences, as the alliance managers accused.
They have noticed it a long time ago!
And this is what worries me the most...
After listening to Yang Kai’s report, the chief technology officer thought for a long time and finally sighed softly.
"...It's useless even if we worry about this kind of thing. What should happen will happen sooner or later. And compared to the risks that may arise from a series of actions taken by the alliance, I am more looking forward to whether their actions will cause a stagnant water. The situation has brought a slight turn for the better."
A hint of surprise appeared on Yang Kai's face.
"...you want them to be disruptors?"
The chief technology officer said slowly.
"This is the lowest cost and risk approach...haven't you noticed that corporate boards of directors have always done this?"
Yang Kai smiled bitterly.
"Having said that...but I am always worried that they will drag us into the water. These people are not honest."
The chief technology officer said in a very soft voice.
"We can't expect that things will develop 100% according to our wishes, but if we only need to pay a small price, I think it is acceptable even if we are dragged into the water."
"I understand..." Yang Kai nodded seriously and continued respectfully, "Then do you have any new instructions?"
The chief technology officer thought for a while and said.
"Not yet, let's wait and see what happens... By the way, we can consider transferring gravity well related technology to them, which should be of some help to their space elevator plan."
Yang Kai breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. It seemed that there were finally no new problems waiting for him.
He nodded slightly and said respectfully.
"As commanded..."
At the same time as his words fell, the surrounding light blue holographic light and shadow immediately turned into dots of pixels, dissipating like sand blown by the wind...
……
In the center of the desert, yellow sand is flying all over the sky, just like clouds rolling on the ground.
This is the middle of the entire Zhongzhou Continent.
To the west along the equator is the territory of the Legion, and to the east across a vast sea is the province of Borneo.
At this moment, a man in a blue coat is standing on the sand dunes, looking at the horizon of the Far East.
His eyes narrowed slightly and he clicked his tongue softly.
"...These idiots are really miserable."
His name is Guixu, he is the president of the Enlightenment Society, and he is also the director of Vault No. 0... although both titles are self-proclaimed.
Since the "War in Heaven" broke out, he has been paying close attention to the situation in Haiya Province.
And the final result was just as he expected. The group of heretics in the East were violently beaten by the ancient survivor forces, and they were beaten to pieces.
Those guys were like crushed cockroaches, pinned to the ground without any suspense.
As for the fate of the Torch Church, he naturally felt mostly ridiculed.
Those people are really not smart and act too high-profile. They have offended almost everyone they can offend. It would be a coincidence if they still survive.
The Enlightenment Society, the true inheritor of the "Torch Project", is completely different.
The secretive style of conduct makes the ancient survivor forces unable to find where they are hiding even if they hate them, and can only circle back and forth under their shadow.
Another one, the endless wind and sand in the desert is the best cover.
The sand mixed with rust not only blocked all inquiring sights, but also shielded the noisy electromagnetic waves, dividing the inside and outside of the desert into two worlds with no communication with each other.
As long as they don't get out from here, no one can do anything to them.
Looking coldly in the east direction, Guixu was about to turn around and leave.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden movement above his head.
Keeping aware of the rapidly approaching object, he stopped and looked up, only to see a black shadow streaking across the sky and crashing heavily into the sand dunes in the distance.
"...What the hell?"
A scrapped satellite?
Did it happen to fall here?
An uncertain expression appeared on Guixu's face. His eyes kept wandering between the sky and the ground, and he seemed to be making some kind of trade-off in his heart.
Although some orbital garbage occasionally falls in the desert, this is the first time it happens to fall near the entrance of the Enlightenment Society headquarters.
This thing doesn’t look like it fell by itself, but rather like someone brought it to them...
He put his index finger to his ear and said cautiously.
"...Ye Ge, something fell near us, go over and take a look."
The answer came quickly from the communication channel.
"Yes."
At the same time as the words fell, figures appeared from the sandstorm that blocked the sky and walked towards the sand dune that was hit by something.
They are well-equipped, holding the People's Federation Army's standard assault rifles in their hands, and the exoskeletons on their bodies are all painted in desert colors.
The disciple walking at the forefront of the team is Night Dove.
Unlike the others in the team, he is not a real Vault Dweller, but an android designed by Vault Dwellers.
It is precisely because of this that he is deeply trusted by Guixu and is regarded by the latter as his right-hand man.
Looking at the team moving in the distance, Guixu waited patiently for a moment.
He was not made to wait for long, and the answer came quickly from the communication channel.
"...It's a scrapped satellite, sir."
Sure enough.
Hearing that it was just a scrapped satellite, Guixu immediately lost interest and gave concise instructions.
"Recycle it and leave it to the technical department to figure it out."
There are at least tens of millions of satellites in the People's Federation era. Expecting to find something useful from them is no different than looking for a needle in a haystack.
He didn't have much hope of finding any treasure inside.
Ye Ge responded "Yes" in the communication channel, and then stepped forward to pick up the satellite from the ground.
However, the moment it touched the satellite with both hands, a change suddenly occurred.
Its eyes widened suddenly, and its entire body froze in place, its shoulders shaking as if it was being electrocuted, and then a stream of light blue data flashed through its pupils.
The soldiers standing around were stunned by this scene. They didn't know what happened to their captain. They stood there at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"What happened?!"
"It's that satellite!"
"Get that thing off his hands!"
The vice-captain standing next to him made a quick decision and quickly went up to **** the satellite away from captain Ye Ge. However, he had just stretched out his hand to show his intention to do so, and a cold light flashed from his wrist as soon as he reached it. Pass.
The beam seemed to be emitted from somewhere on the abandoned satellite and penetrated directly through his wrist. Then he watched helplessly as his hands separated from the exoskeleton.
Blood spurted out from the flat section.
It was only then that the heartbreaking pain slowly crawled up his nerve endings.
"Ahhhh!!!" the vice-captain screamed and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop. In just a few breaths, the sand in front of him was dyed red.
Seeing this sudden scene, the surrounding soldiers were stunned. Almost reflexively, they set up their rifles and pointed them at the out-of-control Night Pigeon.
However, at this moment, Ye Ge's pupils were suddenly stained with a layer of scarlet, and he looked like a different person as he stared at the surrounding soldiers with guns raised.
Then the soldiers were horrified to discover that their limbs seemed to be firmly locked on the exoskeleton, unable to move no matter how hard they struggled.
Looking at the group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Ye Ge moved his neck and raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of ridicule.
Just when it was about to teach these rude people a lesson, a drone suddenly popped out of a soldier's backpack.
But the blue holographic beam shot out from under the chassis of the drone, interweaving Guixu's figure on the soft sand.
"Stop!"
Ye Ge slowly put down his outstretched hand, looked at the holographic image up and down, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Nice to meet you."
Standing in the holographic light and shadow, Guixu stared at it coldly and said expressionlessly.
"What are you?"
Although he didn't know what happened, he could clearly feel that something dirty had taken over his body.
The root of all this is the satellite that suddenly fell from the sky...
As he spoke, his gaze moved downwards, landing on the hands Guixu held in front of his chest and the silver-white sphere in his hands.
Regarding Gui Xu’s inquiry, the man occupying Ye Ge’s body did not hide anything and spoke straightforwardly.
"I am what you call a heretic."
Guixu's eyes narrowed completely, and there was a hint of danger in his tone.
The moment he said the word "heresy", he had already guessed the identity of this guy.
No need to guess at all.
This guy is the forerunner of the torch!
"...What are you doing here?"
"Save you."
Save us?
Guixu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed out loud as if he heard some funny joke.
"It's okay to save us... It's a pity, we don't need your rescue. If you have time, you should save yourselves."
The Forerunner who controlled Night Dove waited quietly for him to finish laughing, and then spoke slowly.
"...Look at how useless you are now, hiding in the depths of the desert and eating sand, and still hoping to realize some kind of Torch Plan...Haha, with all due respect, the survivor forces outside have not taken care of you at all. Take it seriously."
Listening to the mocking voice, Guixu's eyes flashed with anger, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"We just keep a low profile... Do you think we are the same as you?"
"I have never thought of it that way. It is simply an insult to us." Looking at Guixu, who was already on the verge of attack, the Forerunner said in a gentle voice, "You have inherited all the shortcomings of Blue Jacket, including weakness, selfishness, Yamato is self-righteous. Although we lost, we at least burned vigorously, and you were rats hiding in the gutter from beginning to end. Is it worth being proud to have survived? In my opinion, the only difference between you and the dead is I just haven’t laid down in the coffin yet.”
Guixu looked at him coldly and said.
"No matter how much you say, you can't change the fact that you are a loser."
"That's right."
Didn't take these words to heart, the forerunner just said in a very soft voice.
"Although I am very reluctant, the Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province has indeed collapsed... But are you really not interested in us at all? We have left a huge legacy, even the ancient The survivor forces are all fighting over this inheritance."
Guixu's eyes narrowed again, staring intently at the android in front of him.
"How do you want to help us?"
Seeing the expression of interest on the face of the person in front of him, the corner of the Forerunner's mouth finally turned up into a smile.
Under Guixu’s gaze, he slowly spoke.
"I know that it is not just us, but you have also been studying the project of Gestalt life forms...but it is obvious that your scholars have not studied it more deeply than our scholars."
Guixu: "...so what?"
"So, I plan to transfer the knowledge we have to you."
The moment he heard this, Guixu was stunned for two seconds, looking at the guy in front of him in disbelief.
Two completely different emotions, vigilance and greed, were constantly changing in his eyes, but in the end the latter prevailed.
He admitted that he was indeed moved.
However, out of the paranoia deep in his heart, he still asked cautiously.
"...Why are you doing this?"
The forerunner said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Isn't this obvious? I want to take advantage of your ambitions, and at present, you are the most qualified to use the legacy we left."
Those "improved varieties" with gray and black skin are the work of the Enlightenment Society.
The techniques that can be applied to green-skinned mutants can also be used to those with gray-black skinned mutants.
Guixu couldn't help but feel a hint of ecstasy in his heart.
Especially after hearing this guy's confession, he burst out laughing again.
"Hahaha! How interesting... taking advantage of our ambition, what do you expect to get from us?"
The forerunner said slowly.
"I don't need much for now, just lend me this body."
Hearing such a simple request, Guixu no longer cared about his confidants. Under the astonished eyes of all the soldiers, he readily agreed.
"No problem, it's already yours."
Compared to a mere android, being able to hire former Torch Church forerunners as helpers is so worth it!
In particular, it also comes with the research results of the "Gestalt Life Form" project!
With the technology of the Torch Church, he is fully confident that he can create a mutant army that is many times larger than the Torch Church!
This is a legion composed of violence and destruction, which will completely engrave the word fear in the hearts of all survivors!
After receiving a positive answer, the Forerunner who controlled the android showed a smile on his face.
"Thank you."
Guixu also looked at him with a smile, and his voice unconsciously contained a hint of respect.
"What should I call you? Forerunner? Or...do you want to be an elder here?"
"No need, I have my own name."
The android holding the satellite in both hands thought for a moment, and then spoke.
"Just call me...'Tianqi'."
"Apocalypse...haha, not bad, not bad, it's a good name!" The smile on Guixu's face became more and more cheerful, and the soldiers standing next to the holographic light and shadow really looked at each other.
Looking at the deputy captain on the ground who was in shock due to excessive blood loss, one of the soldiers swallowed, lowered his voice and whispered in the communication channel.
"President...what should we do with our deputy team?"
Hearing this quiet reminder, Guixu finally noticed the guy who had lost his hands and was lying on the ground unable to move.
Without wasting too much thinking time on such unimportant matters, he casually gave instructions in an indifferent tone.
"Find a place to bury it."
Hearing this sentence, the surrounding soldiers looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes, unable to believe that this sentence actually came from the mouth of their respected president.
But that's what the command is.
Thinking of the consequences of disobeying orders, even if they were dissatisfied, they could only lower their stiff heads and accept the order in a deep voice.
"Yes..."
Watching the group of soldiers dragging the corpses on the ground away, Guixu then looked at Tianqi, who was standing there holding the satellite, and said with a smile.
"The body you occupy was originally their captain, and they will be your subordinates from now on... Please follow me, and I will take you to the place where we usually rest and live."
Knowing that this guy didn't completely trust him, Tianqi didn't say anything more. He just gave Guixu a meaningful look, then followed his footsteps and disappeared together with the drone that projected light and shadow. In the yellow sand flying all over the sky...
A new confrontation has begun quietly, but at this moment those trivial troubles have not yet affected the joy and celebration of the victory in the Battle of Heaven among the survivors in the wasteland.
Chu Guang is still visiting the archipelago in the southern sea.
At the same time, Camp 101 has officially approved the space elevator project. Experts from the project team have also arrived in the southern sea area on a special plane. Accompanied by engineers from Shelter 70, they have inspected the sea area near Coral City. An inspection was conducted.
Before designing the base of the entire space elevator, they first had to do a good job of site selection.
In this way, when representatives of the alliance bring PPT to the Adhesion Community meeting to discuss with representatives of other survivor forces, it will appear a little less like a joke.
While Chu Guang was working hard for the survivors of the alliance, his little players were not idle either.
According to past practice, after each expansion pack ends, the server will usher in a relatively peaceful development period.
This is the cycle that belongs to professional players in life.
After all, the professional combat players have had enough fun, and the professional life players must also have fun, not to mention that development and construction are the main theme of "Wasteland OL", a fun-oriented casual development game.
At present, most of the core settlements in the alliance have entered a bottleneck period of development. Some players are gradually turning their attention to the Borneo Province, while some players are also turning their attention to the Haiya Province that the Alliance Alliance has just conquered. .
Of course, in addition to those players with normal thinking, "Wasteland OL" always has no shortage of players with novel brain circuits.
While most players are thinking about how to keep up with the version, a small number of players have begun to think about how to lead the trend of the version and look for trouble on their own.
For example, Brother Mosquito, who just walked the red carpet with the managers not long ago, has set his sights on the Legion's 370,000th team, which is digging hard at the front line.
On the ruins of Haibei City.
Looking at the ten-capion of the Wilant people who looked like he had just crawled out of a coal mine, Mosquito politely handed him a cigarette and lit it.
"...It's too laborious for you to dig bit by bit with a shovel. You might as well buy two excavators."
The Weiland man blushed and held it in for a long time before he could say a word.
"We have no money."
"No money? That's easy to say! Our excavator happens to be free of money!" Mosquito chuckled, enthusiastically hooked the confused big-nosed man's shoulders, and continued, "I'll use your equipment in exchange for it!" , I suffered a little loss... What do you think of exchanging a tank for an excavator?"
(End of this chapter)