This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 418: True strength is not level, but a brave heart
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"Good brother, the task of promoting art is left to you!"
"Hey, I remember you asked Aguang if you could create a female account? Here's the opportunity to wear women's clothing!"
"Try black stockings too!"
“Don’t forget Teng Teng’s artwork!”
"Go away!!!"
Someone's hoarse shouting came from the airport runway. Amid everyone's laughter and farewells, the door of the "Orca" transport plane slowly closed.
The drum-shaped engine sprayed out a blue arc of light downwards, pushing the huge body to float from the airport runway, and flew smoothly forward.
Carrying the friendship and blessings of the residents in the southern part of the River Valley Province, that faint blue light disappeared into the distant sky.
It will bring more here.
Among the crowd outside the airport, Dolly clasped her hands on her chest and silently recited blessings.
After the plane disappeared, she quietly turned around and left the crowd.
Lao Bai, Ye Shi and Kuang Feng stood outside the crowd, with one powered armor and two exoskeletons, followed by an "Alpha Dog". The lineup was quite luxurious.
Walking to Dolly, Lao Bai clicked twice on the helmet and unhooked the mask.
"We will send you to Boulder City...but, are you really not here waiting for him to come back?"
"I have to go back to work," Dolly said with some restraint, looking at the power armor in front of her, and whispered, "Well... I can't afford to pay that much."
Lao Bai smiled and said: "The guy has already paid you, so you don't have to worry, we will deliver you safely."
Dolly was stunned for a moment.
"How much did he give you?"
"That's not at least three meals," Lao Bai said with a grin. "It hurts my feelings to talk about money. By the way, don't even think about paying for that guy. We don't recognize anyone else's invitation." ”
Seeing that Lao Bai said this, Dolly was still a little embarrassed, but she still accepted everyone's kindness and nodded lightly.
Fang Chang told her before leaving that these three were his good brothers.
You can contact them if you encounter any trouble while he is away.
On the other side, at the airport.
Looking at the direction in which the plane disappeared, Yi Chuan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and looked at Chu Guang aside and asked.
"What was he shouting just now?"
I seem to have heard the sentence "Go away"?
What is "Go away"?
"Uh... it means goodbye anyway," Chu Guang coughed dryly and said with a subtle expression, "In Vault 404, we only use this word to our best friends."
Yichuan had a look of surprise on his face.
"I see...'Go away' means goodbye. Your language is really strange."
Shouting it out loud must be to express the intensity of feelings and the longing for friends.
You need to remember this.
"It's been 200 years... It's normal for the accent to change. Everyone has sutras that are difficult to recite. Okay, let's not discuss this matter." Chu Guang was afraid that this guy would take it seriously. He quickly changed the subject.
Repeating the strange pronunciation in his mouth, Yi Chuan nodded. Apart from writing down the pronunciation, he didn't think much about it.
The world is so big.
There are many shelters.
Compared to those weird plans and plans, in his opinion, Vault 404 is relatively normal...
……
In the distant Luoxia Province, there is a small town in the northeast. There is a row of shacks beside the coal mine that looks like a pile of loess.
One side was for slaves and the other side was for temporary workers.
"Wake up, get up quickly, it's time to go to work. Damn it, I slept like a pig, do you still want your wages?"
A calloused hand kept slapping his face.
The warlord who had just logged into the game opened his eyes.
The harsh sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the wooden wall and shone on the face. However, what caught the eye was not a cute and pretty face, but an old face that had been sunburned and shed its skin, and was dark and red.
That man was the supervisor of the coal mine.
The wrinkled skin reminded the warlord of a gnawer, and there was a murderous look in his eyes subconsciously.
Frightened by the glare of the miner in front of him, the supervisor subconsciously took a step back, but soon realized that he was the supervisor and glared back fiercely.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to do this **** thing anymore?"
The guard standing at the door had a revolver on his waist, and his eyes drifted here intentionally or unintentionally. The threatening meaning was as obvious as the shining silver light on the revolver's trigger.
However, the warlords didn't take him seriously at all.
As an agility awakener with the third stage of genetic sequence, even if he is lying on his back now, there are at least three ways to press these two idiots to the ground and rub them like dead dogs.
However...
He can't do this.
"...do it."
Shaking his groggy head, the warlord got out of his sleeping bag, carried the mining pick next to the shack, and walked towards the hill not far away.
Looking at the man's back, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, raised his sleeves and rubbed his forehead. Only then did he realize that he had sweaty palms.
There are two types of people who work in the mines.
One type is the slaves of the mine owners, and the other type is odd workers.
The former is very convenient to manage. According to the laws of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, slave owners have the right to dispose of their slaves in any way, as long as they can provide proof of a fair contract.
However, the latter situation is more complicated.
Some are hiding here to escape the pursuit of their enemies, and some are merchants or mercenaries who have encountered plunderers and thrown away their luggage and escaped here with a narrow escape.
Just like the one just now.
That look...
It's like crawling out of the dead...
At this moment, the warlord who was walking to the mine didn't know what the overseer who looked like a gnawer was thinking about him. He was silently calculating in his mind how many golden lizard coins it would cost to reach Oasis No. 9.
This is Sanfen Town, also known as Sanfen Town. The origin of the name is unknown. He only knows that it is located on the northeastern border of Luoxia Province, at the southernmost edge of Oasis No. 8, and is the same as the oasis it is located in. And it belongs to the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom.
It is rich in coal mines, iron mines, and the most common slaves in the wasteland.
The locals themselves do not capture slaves, but there are always travelers who lose their property for various reasons and cannot raise the money to leave the desert. They can only sell themselves to nearby mine owners, or if the locals are richer rich man.
This is probably like the predecessor of the Red River Alliance.
It’s just that because the output value was not high, the futures market did not develop.
In addition, the development level here is also very low. Unlike the southern part of the River Valley Province, there are nutritional creams available for purchase. The only generator in town is at the mine, and a clock-in robot converted from a vending machine is probably the darkest technology here.
The cheapest food here is dry black bread, one gold coin can buy about a pound, and then there is milk, which is so cheap that locals will use it as water.
The warlord calculated that if he wanted to reach Oasis No. 9, he would have to prepare at least two weeks of water and food, and that would be enough for two people.
Even if you eat bread every meal, including the cost of fresh water, you still have to prepare at least 32 golden lizard coins.
You will get 4 gold lizard coins for a day's work. I am an awakened person. Although I am of the agility system, my strength attribute is not low. Working hard to get 6 gold coins should not be a problem.
"...calculating this, it will take at least 5 days."
"Wait, no, I almost forgot to count daily expenses... I can actually save only 2 to 3 Golden Lizard Coins in a day."
The warlord calculated on his fingers, and suddenly found out sadly that even if he worked hard to mine, it would take him nearly two weeks to save enough for travel.
“It’s a hot chicken game, let’s have fun!”
After cursing, he swung the mining pick and hit the rock wall hard.
Gan!
The jumping sparks startled the miners next to them, and they all ran away.
Good guy.
This grandson wants to collapse the mine!
Stay away from him!
Maybe it was because his exaggerated movements were too scary, or maybe because his expression was too scary, but before he knew it, only Warfield was left in the entire mine.
The warrior who turned his grief and anger into strength seemed to be transformed into a real pangolin at this moment. He could only hear the sound of banging and banging, and soon the ore he cut filled an entire mine cart.
Roll up your sleeves and work all day.
Finally exhausted, the warlord took today's wages from the annoying overseer at the door.
The supervisor wanted to deduct a little of the water, but was frightened by the stern look in his eyes and did not dare to reach out to take it.
Weighing the pitiful 6 gold coins in his hand, the warlord couldn't help but sigh.
Compared with these vampires, their manager is simply too conscientious and gentle!
The minimum hourly wage in the alliance is one silver coin.
You can earn at least 12 silver coins by working 12 hours a day, but this is the minimum wage, and since the establishment of the alliance, almost no one lives on the minimum wage.
Due to the rapid economic growth and the Alliance's investment in industry regardless of cost, encouraging production internally and issuing bonds to attract investment, major factories in the Alliance Industrial Zone are recruiting workers.
As long as you are literate, you can easily find a job with a monthly salary of 500 to 600 silver coins. If you are not literate, you can also enroll in a night school and learn cultural knowledge while doing odd jobs.
And if you are a technician with a certain skill, the salary starts at 4 digits, with no upper limit.
The only thing that he can't figure out is that since "Wasteland OL" always advertises authenticity, where does so much money come from?
I didn’t see the manager harvesting someone’s wool or cutting someone’s leeks. I saw Alliance Bank spreading money everywhere, and the rewards given by tasks were never ambiguous.
How does this exaggerated quantitative easing range suppress inflation?
Perplexed, Warfield decided not to think about this complicated issue for the time being.
He couldn't figure it out anyway, he just had to do the job that a pangolin should do.
With today's salary, Warfield Man did not return to the shack, but went to a nearby town.
There is also an oil bottle waiting for him to feed.
He swore.
When the task assigned to him by the manager is completed, this guy will be chopped into pieces!
Taking a deep breath, Warfield put away his negative emotions and pushed open the hotel door.
As soon as he walked into the lobby of the hotel and before walking up the stairs, he saw Colway lying drunkenly on the bar in the lobby, his beer dripping all over the table, and a half-drunk beer next to him.
Noticing the shadow falling on the table, Colway opened his half-lidded eyes and saw the Warlander standing next to him.
Grinning, he waved his furry arms.
"Ah... pangolin, you are back, burp——"
"The beer here tastes really good... Let's have a drink together. By the way, do you have any money? Pay the bill for me and I'll pay you back when you get back."
Battlefield took another deep breath.
Not good.
The blood pressure is **** rising!
Resisting the urge to kill, he looked at the boss behind the bar and asked through gritted teeth.
"How much?"
"5,5 gold lizard coins."
Looking at that murderous look, the boss's voice stuttered, and his hand had already reached for the gun hidden under the bar.
5 pieces? !
Hearing this number, Warfield almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly turned red, and he reached out and grabbed Colway's collar.
It doesn’t matter what your identity is or not.
He directly pulled the drunk Colway up and carried him in front of him, wanting to poke his nose into his eyes.
"Are you crazy! Five golden lizards, do you know how much I earn after working so hard in one day?!"
"6 pieces! 6 pieces!"
"I've been working for those vampires all day long without even eating a bite of food, but you've been here drinking all day long!"
"Do you still want to return to the Legion? Are you a man?"
The warlord roared angrily, swearing, even hoarsely, so that the originally stammering human language became smooth.
The entire tavern fell silent and stared in shock...including the boss standing behind the bar.
Legion?
These two... are members of the Legion?
The shoulders rose and fell violently, like waves lapping on the shore, and the warlord's eyes widened like bells.
If looks could kill, the guy he held in his hands had died countless times, and he had never been merciless in killing the legions of people.
Grass!
Niang Xipi, I can’t bear it anymore!
He felt that at this moment, he felt aggrieved like a young daughter-in-law who worked two jobs to support the family, while her husband was still a loser who ate, drank, whored, gambled, and drank all day long.
By the way, the Legion has a red name, right?
It must be a red name!
Can a red name be killed?
It doesn't matter whether it's a safe zone or not. He has already thought about it. If he kills this guy, he will commit suicide. Three days is all. It's better than wasting three months!
Your NPC is not a human being——
Don’t blame me for not being a human being!
"What the **** are you doing——"
Colway was stunned when he was grabbed by the collar. He looked at the pangolin grabbing his collar and was about to get angry and scold him. He suddenly noticed the look in his eyes that said, "I hate iron but cannot become steel." He stopped talking when he reached his mouth. Living.
A feeling of shame rolled in his chest.
When he got into the coal mine and rolled up his sleeves to work in order to save the travel expenses to return to the original army, he actually used the hard-earned money to get drunk and used alcohol to anesthetize himself to escape failure and reality. .
As a noble Willantian, my loyalty to the legion and to His Majesty the Marshal was unexpectedly lost to a wasteland visitor who was born in the wild...
Ashamed, Colway closed his eyes in pain and let out a sigh.
"I'm sorry..."
"..."
The warlord's chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.
He was thinking about how to arrange a way for this guy to die, but he didn't expect to hear the words "sorry" in this mouth.
"...I know that my appearance of escaping reality is ugly. My cowardice and incompetence have betrayed your loyalty. I am not a good leader."
Looking at the furious pangolin, Colwe's Adam's apple moved, and the guilt in his eyes became more intense.
Suddenly, he seemed to have made up his mind and spoke.
"Pangolin."
"What are you doing?" Warfield said fiercely.
Now that he heard the name pangolin, he got angry and wanted to cut himself down.
Colway looked at him.
"Kill me."
The warlord was stunned for a moment, confused by the expression on his face and these words.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Colway continued in a calm tone.
"Take my head back to the River Valley Province. The survivors there... should give you a sum of money. I feel ashamed of my decadence and self-abasement. I am not worthy of your loyalty. This This is the last reward I can give you, I hope it can compensate for your disappointment."
Looking at those sincere eyes, Warfield fell into silence, and the hand holding his collar loosened, and then tightened again.
This bastard...
"...I left for a **** week...no, two weeks, just for the head of a centurion?"
Who cares about your head so much?
Do you really think the Alliance is a scalper?
Staring at this guy, he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
"...If you still have a little bit of self-respect and pride in your heart, slap yourself in the face and stand up from here! You lost, but you are still alive, and there is still something you can do, that is Die! You have to die on the way back!"
The warlord let go of his hand and pushed him, throwing him back to sit on the bar.
Killing someone is easy.
But a dead man is worthless.
Zhanji admitted that he was indeed a little impulsive just now, and he thought of giving up on himself.
It's just a game.
Do I need to be so angry?
But after calming down and thinking about it, he finally let go of his anger.
Especially when he recalled that night, the few little girls who fought bravely with the legion's pursuers in the forest, it made him blush even more.
I came into contact with this game later than him, and those who are weaker than him can persevere optimistically and fight bravely to the end...
What qualifications do I have to give up so easily?
He did very well along the way. Not only did he successfully gain the trust of the legion officers, Colway even promised to introduce him to General Griffin. He was only a little bit away from success...
He is far from reaching the end of his rope.
"...It seems I'm not strong enough." Glancing at Colway who was deep in thought, the warlord muttered in his heart.
For different reasons, both of them seemed to have fallen into reflection and calmed down at the same time.
However, at this moment, Warfield suddenly noticed that everyone in the tavern was looking at him.
Also noticing the gazes of those onlookers, Colway suddenly looked a little embarrassed and whispered.
"...Did you just say legion?"
It was useless to deny it at this time, because everyone around him had obviously heard it.
Zhangjie’s Adam’s apple moved and he nodded slightly.
"Well..."
Damn, that’s sloppy.
There were more than twenty people in the lobby, each with a gun. Although they had drunk some wine, they didn't look like weaklings.
With his skills, he might be able to deal with at least half of them before being beaten into a sieve.
This is still a relatively optimistic situation.
But what surprised him was that no one made any move.
Are you waiting for an opportunity?
While he was thinking about it, in front of a round table near the door, a man who looked like a businessman exchanged a few words with two mercenaries next to him, stood up from the table, and faced the two people. Come.
The nerves on the battlefield were tense, staring at him intently, and his right hand had already touched the knife on the table.
Not just to be wary of this guy.
Also to be wary of the innkeeper behind the bar.
The movement under the table was obvious. Whether it was the sound of opening the safety or pulling the trigger, the bearded middle-aged man had already grasped the gun hidden there.
And it’s a revolver.
Zhanjiang calmly observed the situation in the lobby and was already making calculations in his mind.
If the boss pulled out the gun, he would immediately slit the guy's throat with the table knife in his hand, then throw Colway behind the bar, using the bar as a cover with the rest of the people in the lobby People exchange fire.
This is the border of the Golden Lizard Kingdom. The camels are tied in the backyard of the hotel. It should not be difficult to steal the supplies of other caravans and escape into the desert...
"Don't be nervous...we mean no harm."
The businessman walking towards the two men showed a friendly smile and raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.
"My name is Adan, from the Bugra Free State... Are you two members of the Legion?"
The warlord was slightly stunned.
"Yes."
The businessman named Adan continued with interest.
"It's really strange...this is Oasis No. 8, have you already reached here?"
Battlefield exchanged glances with Colway.
The latter cleared his throat, stood up from the bar, regained his officer's aura and demeanor, and took over the conversation from the warlord.
"We encountered an accident and got separated from the main force."
After hearing these words, everyone in the lobby breathed a sigh of relief and no longer looked at this side, but the voices of people cheering each other were somewhat related to the frontline war.
The businessman named Adan nodded suddenly, looking up and down at the man in front of him, as if he was pondering his identity.
He touched his chin and said thoughtfully.
"I see... In other words, the battle at Oasis No. 9 is not over yet?"
Colway looked a little embarrassed.
Originally, the Heart of Steel planned to return to Oasis No. 9 and join forces with the frontline troops. However, no one expected that they would encounter a group of desperate natives and shoot down the airship that could not possibly fail.
Without the fire support and high-altitude reconnaissance of the Heart of Steel, the battle situation between the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion's coalition forces in Oasis No. 9 obviously did not meet expectations.
If they successfully joined forces, I am afraid that Oasis No. 9 would have been captured long ago.
As if he misunderstood the expression on Colway's face, Adan smiled and said.
"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm. In fact... we happen to have a batch of supplies to be sent to Oasis No. 9. If you don't mind, we can go together."
An officer in distress.
The identity itself is full of stories.
If this unfortunate guy can be returned to the legion, the legion will never be stingy with the reward.
What's more, this favor is absolutely beneficial to a businessman like him who does business with the legions. Many people in the Bugla Free State have made a fortune relying on these big noses.
Colway's eyes lit up, but he quickly became alert and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"How do I know you won't sell me to the Lion Kingdom."
Even though I was drunk.
But his IQ is still online.
Adan made a helpless expression, put his hand into his arms, and took out a list under the alert gaze of the two people.
"You should recognize this order, right?"
Cole narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the words written on the order, and surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The warlord noticed the change in his expression, but because he didn't have a translation tool, he couldn't recognize the words written on the paper, so he could only ask in a low voice.
"What's written on it?"
"Eight thousand rifles, 1.2 million rounds of ammunition... This is a purchase contract, stamped with the seal of the legion and signed by the logistics chief. I recognize that guy's handwriting."
Colwei looked at the businessman named Adan, his eyes no longer alert, but filled with excitement.
"Are you going to Oasis No. 9?"
"Of course, it seems that you are the same," Adan smiled and took the order back into his arms, then extended his right hand to Colway, "In that case, if you don't mind, we can come together."
Colwei held his right hand and shook it, his eyes drifted around unconsciously, and he lowered his voice and asked.
"Are these people okay?"
Seeing the worry in his eyes, Adan smiled and said.
"What's the problem? Respecting the teachings of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, according to the ancient covenant, although all the kings in the desert have declared war on the Falcon Kingdom, only the Lion Kingdom has actually sent troops."
"The Camelback Kingdom is in the southernmost part of the desert. It's too far away and we don't want to fight. The royal family of the Golden Lizard has long been not so pious... It seems inappropriate for me to say this here. In short, compared to their illusory existence, Prefer nerds who bring them weird gadgets, you know who I'm talking about."
Colway frowned.
"College?"
"That's right."
After a pause, Adan said with a smile.
"In short, it's quite safe here. The locals may not like your nose very much, but they don't want to cause trouble. Our trade routes have been running for some days, and the guards of the kingdom know where these arms are sent, but No one will investigate carefully, everyone turns a blind eye."
Hearing this, Colway breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of relief on his face.
"It seems I was worried in vain...Thank you for the information."
In the past two days, he did not dare to expose his nose even when drinking, but covered it with a scarf.
It made him feel bad!
"You're welcome, you are our important customers," Adan shook his head slightly and said in a cheerful voice, "There are many caravans here going from the Bugra Free State to Oasis No. 9...Gerry General Fen was very generous, and thanks to that gentleman, we also made a lot of money."
Looking at Colway chatting happily with Adan, the warlord standing aside was secretly surprised.
Good guy.
Isn’t the Bugra Free State a vassal of the Great Rift Valley?
The merchants there are actually doing business with the Legion! ?
What’s even more outrageous is that the battle situation in Luoxia Province is also different from the information published on the official website.
There is no coalition of kingdoms at all. The Lion Kingdom is supporting it alone from beginning to end. The kings declare war on the surface, but secretly they all appease.
The northernmost Golden Lizard Kingdom is even more awesome.
These great smart people actually turned a blind eye to the enemy's supply lines within their own borders and acquiesced in allowing the equipment of the Bugla Free State to be sent from the northern part of the River Valley Province to the front line of Oasis No. 9.
Do you think you won’t get beaten if your back is against the academy?
This is too sexy!
"Sir...I'm tired. I want to go back to the room and lie down for a while." Warfield said in a low voice, with a tired expression on his face.
He is not tired at all.
The most important thing now is to go offline quickly and return to the official website to share this exciting news with everyone.
After the last update, the official website forum also has a task bar. This kind of heavy-weight information is not only silver coins, but also rewards with huge contribution points!
Hearing the pangolin's voice, Colway turned around.
Not caring at all about the rudeness this subordinate had treated him before, he nodded slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Go ahead... By the way, you don't have to go out to work tomorrow. I can't let my loyal men do that kind of menial work."
Those gentle eyes gave the Warlander goosebumps all over his body.
Not noticing the strange look on his men's faces, and having no doubt about his loyalty, Kolwe turned back to look at Adan.
"Can you lend me some money? I will use my honor to guarantee that I will pay you back double when I get to the legion's station."
"You're too polite. It's just some extraneous things. Just treat the money as making friends." As he said this, Adan smiled and put a bag of gold coins on the table.
There are a full 200 dinars in it.
Being able to recognize the signature on the order is worth investing in him.
After grabbing a handful of gold coins from the bag and slapping them on the table, Colway looked at the boss behind the bar.
"Is this enough?"
Looking at the gold coins on the table, the boss's eyes widened. No matter how annoying the bulging bridge of his nose was, he nodded and said with a smile.
"Enough, enough...in terms of dinars, 10 is enough!"
He was afraid that these people would default on their debts, so he touched the gun under the table.
As for now, there is no need to worry about this problem at all. A bag of gold coins is enough to stay with him until the end of next month.
Looking at the hotel owner who was counting the money carefully, the drunken decadence could no longer be seen on Colway's face, and the glory of the Legion seemed to have returned to him.
He raised his chin, looked at the boss through his nostrils, and said lightly.
"No need to count, the remaining money will be used to buy another room for my warrior, the most spacious one in this store!"
"Also, prepare a bucket of hot water and clean towels, as well as a pound of cooked beef and the best beer to send to his room!"
"Remember, you want the best beer," Colway pointed his index finger on the table, pointed at the half glass of beer, and stared at the hotel owner with squinted eyes, "If you dare to use this swill-like beer, The garbage is fooling my people. Next time you pass by here, I will lead people to demolish your home!"
"Okay, sir!" He didn't care about the threat at all. The wealthy boss's eyes suddenly lit up with joy. He quickly took the gold coins on the table into his arms, went back to the kitchen behind the bar, and greeted people to prepare. went.
Colvi turned back to look at the pangolin and said in a gentle voice.
"Thank you for waking me up by scolding me and reminding me that there are things more important than life in this world... Go back and rest, take a hot bath and eat before going to sleep."
"We'll be on our way tomorrow morning."
Looking at those gentle eyes, Warfield felt goosebumps all over his body, and his scalp felt numb as if he had touched a switch.
Damn it.
You must lock the door tonight...