This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 927: The undercover became the boss
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To be honest, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team was really panicked.
After obtaining Julius' "ancestral" power armor, he thought that the mission was over and left the rest to the survivors of Triumph City, so that he could retire and return to the forum. Go ahead and brag.
However, what he didn't expect was that the fanatical residents of Triumph City didn't let him go, and even put him in the position of consul.
He thought these guys must be crazy.
He has only managed to reach the rank of captain of a thousand people, and has not even commanded two thousand people. How can he manage a survivor organization whose territory spans tens of millions of square kilometers?
However, other Willant people don't think so.
Not to mention Lei Ze and the several ministers who later found him, even Penny, his "comrade-in-arms" who has always supported him, seriously stated that no one is more suitable for this position than him.
The Legion needs reform.
They want to abolish the old unequal laws and make new rules... to unite the entire settlement of Wilantites with survivors of other races.
In Penny's words, this is not only the marshal's last wish, but also the common choice of all Willant people who have had enough of the lies of the captains.
After hearing what she said, Warfield was shocked.
Hey guys, is the alliance orthodox in Triumph City? !
This girl is actually more "alliance" than himself, the undercover agent. At least he has never suggested that the Weirant people imitate the social model of the alliance.
Unable to make up his mind, he finally went offline and wrote a report of several hundred words, and reported the information to the manager through the mission page of the official website, hoping that the latter could make an idea for him.
However, what made him dumbfounded was that after waiting for a long time, he only heard the sentence "Read".
"What a mess! Damn it!"
The Battlefield Atmosphere Team sitting in front of the computer was instantly stunned and looked at the screen dumbfounded.
This guy has completely given up on me...
To be honest, he doesn't have a good impression of the Legion.
Emotionally speaking, he is happy to see those stupid far-right elements asking for trouble. The series of unreasonable disasters they have suffered are fundamentally deserved, and the "enjoyment in suffering" and "swelling" The funny look of pretending to be a fat man is a rare pleasure.
However, after so many incidents, he had to admit that there were indeed many innocent people, and even people who rose up in resistance, and those people were worthy of their solidarity.
Especially when I think of Colway, Penny, and the many friends from the Willant people I met during the journey...
The warlord scratched the back of his head and finally sighed.
"We can't just leave them alone..."
The house is in ruins.
Let's try to repair the roof first, replace the broken beams, and make this rotten house at least habitable.
As for how to install doors and windows, what furniture to buy, and whether to decorate it beautifully... we have to wait until this is done.
Thinking of this, he went to the forum and opened a post, describing in detail the various experiences he had experienced after leaving Xifan Port, the series of problems he encountered after arriving in Triumph City, and the situation at this moment. Go up.
Because there were too many interesting points and the title was eye-catching, soon after the post was posted, the entire forum instantly became abuzz.
Tail: "giao! Si! The pangolin has really become a marshal! Σ(дlll)"
Quiting smoking: "Damn it! So cool!"
Sisi: "Ah this..."
Roshan Big Momo: "Big Brother!!!"
Aoao Sesame Paste: "Ahaha... I feel like it is really nerve-wracking to encounter this kind of thing, such as being suddenly regarded as a **** or something. (--;"
Sisi: "emmm... Is there a possibility that he doesn't find it troublesome at all, and even enjoys it, and came to post just to show off. (Squint)"
Aoao Sesame Paste: "Ah...is that so?"
Tail: "giao! So you are such a pangolin! φ(-ω-*)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "What the hell! I really want to ask for advice! (laughing and crying)"
Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "MMP! The public beta has not even started yet, but someone has become a marshal! Are you still a human being if you don't shave it off! QAQ"
Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "It's broken, it's broken, the balance is completely broken, Dog Planner, please take care of him."
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn it! You are so arrogant!"
Ye Shi: “The legion’s orthodoxy has been confirmed in the alliance. (Funny)”
Irena: "Fast forward to First Citizen. (Funny)"
Elven King Fugui: "Go east! Marshal! Fight to the death with the Alliance! (Funny)"
Edge: "The next expansion pack depends on you! (Wrinkles eyebrows)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Be a human being!"
Fang Chang: "No kidding aside, why don't you first select a few representatives from the civil service, citizens and the military to hold a meeting and draft a constitution."
Lao Bai: "I also want to think of a new name, don't forget about it. (Baring teeth)"
Commander Quanshui: "Wilante Province, Willante Laboratory... refer to the South Sea Alliance, how about calling it the Willante Alliance? (Funny)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Well... Regarding this issue, I have discussed this issue with other Valantians. Their idea is that it is best to dilute the symbols of the Valantians from the new regime. After all... in the Triumph City There are not only Weiland people, but also many foreign races who originally did not have citizenship rights."
Fang Chang: "emmm... I understand your thinking, but based on our work experience in Borneo, I advise you not to do this."
Battlefield atmosphere group: "Why? (dumb)"
Fang Chang: "It is easy to slip into the abyss of nihilism."
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Gan! Can you speak human language?"
Commander Fountain: "What Brother Fang said is straightforward enough. You have to use your brain to understand it. You can't always wait for others to chew it up and feed it to you. Things that exist objectively will not disappear because of neglect. , although there are some foreign races within the legion, the Weilant people are the majority after all. They have made some changes, but I suggest you not to be too radical and let the progressive voice lose support. Moreover, the Weilant people can also be interpreted as old The administrative divisions of the times do not necessarily mean race."
Fang Chang: "When it's time to step the left foot, step the left foot. When it's time to step the right foot, step the right foot. If you stretch both feet forward at the same time, you will only hit the back of your head. They have reluctantly lost a difficult to let go of. Symbol, leave one for them. (Squints and smiles)"
After tens of pages of indifference, the posts finally became normal, and the content of the board chat changed from fun-loving people and silly little guys to technical exchanges.
Brother Ye Ao came here to take a look, but couldn't find a chance to interrupt, so he just said "laugh" and ran away.
Professor Yang really looked like a professor, able to chat with these big guys.
But when it comes to specific governance experience, he can’t keep up with the flattery.
Joking aside, with the realism of "Wasteland OL", if you can manage one or two hundred NPCs in it, it would be no problem at all to manage a company with one or two hundred employees in reality.
And this is also true. Niuma Group has long since developed into a world-class enterprise, and its market value in reality is even higher than in the game.
In the game, Brother Fang has managed more than just one or two hundred people.
Although management ability cannot be quantified into data, it is not difficult to get a glimpse of it by comparing the changes before he came to Golden Gallen Port and after he came.
These experiences that have been tested in practice are more reliable than any title.
In comparison, the battlefield atmosphere team's ability in this area is indeed weaker.
But these are actually minor issues.
With past experience to refer to and the help of so many reliable brothers, even if he cannot achieve the glory of Julius, he can guarantee that he will not do worse than the fussy Wutuo.
After jotting down the key points in his notes, the warrior who leaned on his chair let out a sigh of relief.
The disintegration of the Legion is certain.
This is not only the last wish of Julius, but also the will of all Willant people.
However, civil war can be avoided.
What needs to be done is clear.
Domestically, he needs to unite with the civil service groups to revise a new charter, select representatives from citizens, and foster new interest groups to check and balance the civil service groups that are the first to take sides.
In addition, he also needs to make proper use of the Praetorian Guard, the last legacy left to him by Marshal Julius, to maintain order in the Triumph City and its surrounding areas, and to follow Julius in the Praetorian Guard. Complete the transition from the old regime to the new regime before Marshal Sri Lanka completely withdraws from the stage of history.
As for the external world, he needs to strengthen the exchanges between Triumph City and the academy, alliance, enterprises and the Great Rift Valley, so that the Weirant people can reintegrate into the world, while balancing the contradictions between the four villains and avoiding internal conflicts. Continue to intensify.
After reading through the notes, the warrior who regained his composure took a deep breath and reached out to pick up the helmet on the table.
Just when he was about to return to the game, he saw a small red dot on the taskbar in the upper right corner of the official website page.
He grabbed the mouse and clicked it, but was surprised to find that it was a message from the manager.
Behind the [read], there is another line——
"Congratulations, you have realized your mission."
Seeing this line of words, Warfield was moved in his heart.
Sure enough!
The manager has not forgotten him, that adult still has him in his heart!
Thinking about how he had spent the past three years, he suddenly felt overwhelmed. He couldn't help but stretched out his uncontrollable index finger and typed two words on the keyboard.
【Read】
As soon as he hit the Enter key, he felt refreshed and his thoughts became clear.
There is no more appropriate answer than this!
……
On the other side, Alliance Settlement No. 10.
Looking at the [read] reply from the battlefield atmosphere team, Chu Guang laughed and closed the holographic window suspended in front of him, putting aside the holographic computer pen in his hand.
"This guy started playing tricks on me."
Looks like he wants to "get stabbed"!
However, even though he said that, speaking from conscience, he really didn't change the explosion rate of any player.
There are indeed some European emperors in the "server" who are extremely lucky and win the top prize time and time again, but the functions used in the lottery are really random and have nothing to do with his plan.
These guys are just used to it.
It’s his fault when the plot NPC dies, it’s his fault when the mission ends, it’s his fault when his little brother falls off, it’s his fault that he can’t poop.
If you can’t afford it, don’t play PVE and just play solo!
Lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, Xiao Qi, who was searching the official website forum information, suddenly let out a faint sigh.
"...It always feels like a pity."
The behemoth spanning 30 million square kilometers and encompassing more than a dozen administrative divisions from the prosperous era collapsed...
Although it didn't like the Legion, it saw the shadow of its master in Marshal Julius.
Although he is still very young now, he will be old one day...
The same goes for alliances.
That is the fate that all organisms cannot escape from in the end, no matter how much it wishes to stay with him until all the stars burn out and the universe is heat dead.
However, Chu Guang did not realize that Xiao Qi's "pity" was so far away. He only thought that the elf lying on his shoulder was regretting the fate of the army and Marshal Julius.
That's actually nothing to regret.
The train will always arrive.
Just like his little player can't stay in the novice village forever and play with him in the mud.
Perhaps in the distant future, the alliance he is familiar with will become unfamiliar to him.
"Rather than saying that the disintegration of the Legion is regrettable, it is more like a miracle that this huge and deformed beast can survive for a century and a half."
It is like a physically dead monster, its limbs no longer obey the instructions of the brain.
The south wants more land, the west wants independence, the east just wants to make a fortune and farm in silence, and the north doesn’t know what to do in the Arctic Circle.
In comparison, the Mongol Empire, which was most similar to it, only lasted for 53 years, and then came the era of the four great khans.
Chu Guang reached out and touched Xiaoqi's head, and Chu Guang said in a very soft voice.
"...The Legion cannot accompany the Wilantes for a lifetime. Its time has come, that's all."
But it’s really sad to think about it.
The radicals who have always been the mainstream of social thoughts in the alliance gradually turned to the right after meeting the veterans of Borneo Province and were taught to doubt life by their performance art performances.
The Legion, which has been standing firmly on the far right for more than a hundred years, actually broke out with a large number of leftists after having one foot stuck in the quagmire of Borneo Province.
Destiny is really an elusive thing.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the room.
Xiao Qi, who was lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, jumped back into the pen holder very sensibly.
Hearing the knock on the door, Chu Guang cleared his throat and said.
"Please come in."
The person who came in from the door was Lu Bei.
The young man had an excited expression on his face, put his right fist on his chest and respectfully performed a military salute.
"Sir, our intelligence system has just received news that an incident occurred in Triumph City! Till, the commander of the Southern Army, made a public speech, angrily denounced the residents of Triumph City for betraying the frontline soldiers and all Willant people, and also accused the civil service group Together with the Praetorian Guards, they were the culprits who killed Marshal Julius and forged Marshal Julius’s last words!”
"The specific information is still under investigation, but one thing is certain, there is internal strife within the legion! The Southern Legion's plan to draw Triumph City into the battlefield has completely failed!"
After listening to the news reported by Lu Bei, there was no surprise on Chu Guang's face.
He already knew some of the content through the forum, and it was even clearer than what the Guards Corps had investigated.
As for the reaction of the Southern Army, it was completely within his expectation.
"Gamblers are so distraught at losing that they can no longer afford to play anymore. However, given their current conditions, they can only indulge in talk. They probably don't have the energy to march into Triumph City to 'counter-rebellion'... …Where are the other legions?”
Lu Bei continued to report.
"The Western Army withdrew its fleet deployed in the Borneo Sea, and the Eastern Army is adding troops to our border, but there is no further action... As for the Northern Army, the specific situation is still under investigation, but from what we have already The intelligence collected did not reveal any signs of major movements."
Chu Guang nodded.
"The Western Army is probably preparing for independence, and as for the Eastern Army, 80% of it is the same. But considering the historical grievances between us, Saren is probably worried that we will take advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack. We here are standing still and not taking the initiative. To provoke, just keep an eye on their deployment on the border."
Chu Guang met the commander of the Eastern Legion. He was a typical oligarch.
Although that kind of guy is cunning, his external ambitions are actually weaker than his internal ambitions.
As long as the internal interest groups don't push him too hard, this guy himself is more inclined to maintain his status quo, and the threat to the outside world is not great.
After all, why gamble when you can make a fortune quietly?
This can be seen from the fact that they forced Griffin to death and betrayed the entire eastward expansion faction,
Now that the landowners of the Eastern Legion have tasted the sweetness of trade with the Eastern World, they are even less likely to take the initiative to break the balance between the two parties.
Otherwise, where would they spend all the silver coins they earned?
As for the drastic changes that occurred in Triumph City, maybe they played into the hands of the legion commander named Saren.
Of course, it is still necessary to shed a few tears for the lost legion, otherwise how can he show his loyalty?
Chu Guang suddenly looked forward to this monarch's performance.
I hope the "Mr. Chief" of the Great Rift Valley did not miss his invitation...
(End of this chapter)