This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 690: The coming storm
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The coast of Haiyia Province.
It is completely different from the pleasant scenery and bustling Silver Moon Bay.
This blood-soaked beach will only emit a rancid odor more pungent than the smell of fish in the sun. There is no fertile soil flowing with milk and honey, but only shocking fear and death.
Near the Wailing Rock next to the Death Coast, the cold and damp leeward side was buzzing with noise at the moment.
A group of blue-skinned humanoids with scales and gills are reciting obscure eulogies and praying under the leadership of priests for the hunt that is about to begin today.
Two strong monsters walked to the cage half submerged in the sea water, skillfully opened the cage, and pulled the dying man out of it.
Being soaked in sea water all day long, the skin on his neck has become ulcerated and filled with sores, and the bulging blood vessels seem to be about to jump out from under the cracked skin.
The two monsters carried him to the beach, threw him among the group of praying monsters, and then stepped aside.
Listening to the strange cries around him, the man tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't exert any strength at all, and the body parts seemed like they were not his own.
He had not eaten for three days and was severely dehydrated. His mind was in a trance and he might drift to another world at any time, and he could not even utter a voice begging for mercy.
Seeing the guy dying, the scaly monsters around him screamed in excitement and even danced.
This shows that the ancestors who escaped into the waves accepted their tributes. The surging waves swept away the essence of the prey. The weakness of the sacrifices is the best proof!
Now there is only the last step left——
"...the dirty blood will be sprinkled all over the beach to comfort the souls of our ancestors."
The priest, who was chanting the sacrificial incantation and smeared with mud on his face, walked up to him and stretched out his thin but powerful arms to grab him from the ground.
Before he could react, it slit his throat and chest with a sharp piece of flint, letting blood spurt out and spill on the dark beach.
Those twisted figures were like cheering and screaming imps in hell.
They pounced on the corpse, smearing mud and sand mixed with blood on their foreheads and chests as a symbol of receiving the blessings of their ancestors.
If you are a survivor living in the Cloud Province, you will definitely be familiar with these blue-skinned guys who perform **** rituals.
They are the aquatic mutants that make countless fishermen and sailors talk about it!
These guys who move along the coastline are even more difficult to deal with than their green-skinned compatriots. They are ferocious, savage, and cunning. When they encounter a lone wastelander, they will swarm them to pieces. Then he turned around and ran away without saying anything.
Compared with terrestrial mutants, they have less human elements and more beast elements.
It is precisely for this reason that few aquatic mutants can form large tribes of ten thousand people, and most of them live scattered in the form of villages.
Due to their wider range of activities and diet, their thirst for mammalian flesh and blood is not as strong as that of their green-skinned compatriots, and their attacks on humans are usually only motivated by the instinct of hatred and the need for sacrifice and reproduction.
But it would be a mistake to think that they are kinder and docile than the green-skinned guys. Precisely because they do not regard humans as their main source of food, they are so talented at "wasting food" that even the murderous greenskins can't help but frown when they see it.
In fact, before the Church of the Torch set foot on this land, there were no aquatic mutants here.
The militiamen of the Iron Tower organization will patrol along the coastline and destroy every nest they find. They are even more active than the paid military contractors in the Cloud Province, so there are almost no aquatic mutants here. Stand firm in this area.
However, everything has changed since the Torch Church came here.
Those magic sticks use the "Kingdom of Heaven" to manipulate ordinary humans who become prisoners of Nago, and for those mutants who are not controlled by Nago, they use what the latter desires as bait to sign an alliance with them.
In just over ten years, the coastline of Haiya Province has completely become a breeding ground for aquatic mutants.
Especially the area around the Wailing Rock has almost become the domain of these monsters with fish scales. Even cargo ships from the east coast dare not approach this sea area easily.
After completing the ceremony, the priest stood quietly on the shore and put the **** flint into a dirty cloth bag.
At this moment, its pupils suddenly shrank and it looked towards the rocky beach.
I saw a shadow bathed in golden light standing there, like a **** emerging from the rising waves.
The surrounding mutants turned a blind eye to the existence of the golden shadow, as if they could not see him.
This is also true.
Only the selected people with implanted chips can look into the eyes of the indescribable existence.
The old priest lowered his body tremblingly and knelt on one knee.
Looking at the ugly guy, Arzu said slowly.
"Do one thing for me."
The mutant priest said respectfully.
"Please give me your instructions."
Arzu continued.
"Go west along the coast and then south. You will see a strait with a human village on the north shore."
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
A human village!
Hearing these words, the priest's eyes flashed with excitement and bloodlust.
It leaned down respectfully and placed its forehead with wrinkled scales on the blood-stained beach.
"Yes!"
When it raised its head again, the pale golden light had disappeared, leaving only the sound of the surging tide and waves on the rocky beach.
It stood up from the ground, looked at the tribesmen lying on the beach fighting for the favor of their ancestors, and let out a shrill and sharp howl.
The sound was like the sound of a war drum. Not only did the clansmen lying on the beach straighten up, but faces covered with scales also poked out from behind the Wailing Rock.
The blue fish scales gathered towards the edge of the beach, and in a short time there were thousands of them.
The weapons in their hands are various, including harpoons, fishing nets, wooden sticks with hooks and shields made of turtle shells. In addition to these crude weapons, there are also some elite members of the clan who carry harpoon guns, iron cannons, tubular mine launchers and even assault rifles.
Most of these weapons were seized from humans, and some were DIYed by themselves using parts from shipwrecks.
Looking at more and more tribesmen gathering, the priest let out a shrill roar again.
"Enemies! In the south!"
"Along the coastline! You can find their villages!"
"Go to war!"
Pairs of turbid pupils were lit up by the desire for blood, and the roar was answered with even more fanatical and bloodthirsty howls.
"Ouch!"
Looking at those excited young men, the priest's face was filled with a fanatical and sick smile, and his dry hands were trembling with excitement.
Finally——
The real sacrifice is about to begin!
……
Port of French fries.
On the edge of the golden beach, emerald green palm leaves sway gently with the sea breeze, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene.
Under the mottled shade of the trees, in a simple shed made of hay and coconut shells, there were scrawled several pitch-black computer cases that were incompatible with the surrounding scenery.
The fan of the chassis is humming, and the light blue holographic light and shadow are intertwined on the disc-shaped imaging device to form a constantly flashing three-dimensional image.
What is displayed on the holographic screen at this moment is the holographic structural diagram of the "蟞" type engineering armor designed by Vault 100.
This thing is currently the alliance's most advanced land-based multi-functional construction equipment. Even the companies that have completed the grand project of Ideal City are amazed by its exquisite design and praise it as "born in the sewer." Miracle".
Although there is an indescribable sense of superiority in this title, there is no doubt that even the engineers of Ideal City were "little bit" shocked by this thing.
Obviously, this shock was also the same for the Coral City engineers.
Looking at the holographic image unfolding in front of him, the middle-aged man wearing flat glasses had a surprised expression on his face, and then looked at Fang Chang who was standing aside and asked.
"Incredible design... Is this made by your shelter?"
His name is Zhou Zhehui, a survivor of Coral City, and one of the designers of the "Electric Ray" underwater automatic welding unmanned boat.
Since joining the alliance some time ago, he used the professional equipment and editing software provided by the scientific expedition team to copy the blueprints of the "Electric Ray" unmanned boat to Meng Liang and the others, and then joined the company on the latter's recommendation. Participated in the alliance's scientific expedition team.
The appearance of that thing is similar to that of a real electric ray, like a flat fan. It can crawl forward on the seabed hundreds of meters deep, use the suction cups on its lower abdomen to grab building materials, and replace divers in dangerous underwater operations. Welding work.
According to the drawings he provided, the automated production workshop on the B7 floor of Shelter 404 made ten samples on a trial basis. They have been sent to Chipchi Port by the Niuma airship and put into the seabed from Chipchi Harbor to the circular island. Construction of fresh water pipelines.
Judging from the feedback from the construction workers, this unmanned boat called Electric Ray is indeed easy to use, and its construction speed is more than three times faster than that of the power-type oxen and horses.
The managers quickly approved the production plan for one hundred electric ray unmanned boats again, and made an exception to arrange it at the front of the production queue. More electric ray unmanned boats will be airlifted to Sichuan soon. Tiao Port is involved in the construction of ports and submarine pipelines.
Currently, this Zhou Gong’s daily job is to guide technicians sent by the alliance to master the skills of using the "Electric Ray" unmanned boat, including setting work goals and paths through automated programs installed on the terminal.
Since this work does not take much time, he is idle most of the time and has nothing to do but wander around the settlement.
It was also when he was wandering around that he happened to see the worm-type engineering armor installed by the construction team on the shore of French Fries Port, and he couldn't help but become curious about that big guy with a unique shape.
After learning of his interest, the alliance's scientific expedition team did not hesitate to give him a copy of the drawings and instructions for him to take and ponder.
After learning about this from the scientific expedition team, Fang Chang quickly thought of his experience in designing underwater engineering equipment, so he immediately came over and asked him if he could work in "蟞" Based on the previous engineering armor, we made some improvements and designed an amphibious engineering armor that operates similarly and can be used underwater.
So, Zhou Zhehui dug out the drawings that he had looked through many times and studied them again with a professional attitude.
However, no matter how many times he watched it, he could not help but feel admiration and surprise in his heart.
What kind of harsh and harsh living environment led to the creation of such simple, efficient, heavy and flexible engineering armor.
After hearing his question, Fang Chang coughed lightly.
"No, it was designed by the residents of Vault 100."
The creativity of the residents of Vault 404 is mainly concentrated in the realm of imagination.
This kind of engineering equipment that has risen to the realm of science fiction is still a bit too advanced for players whose upper limit of knowledge level is still in the realm of reality.
After listening to Fang Chang's explanation, the expression on Zhou Gong's face became even more surprised.
"They also joined you? Vault 100?"
"That's right...do you know them?"
Gong Zhou shook his head and said embarrassedly.
"That's not true. The only shelter we have ever interacted with is Vault 117, and it's mainly the blue jackets from Vault 70 who are in contact with them. As for us, we have only heard of their existence. I don’t know much about it.”
After a pause, he continued to ask curiously.
"What kind of people are they? Are they the same as the residents of Vault 70?"
Fang Chang said with a subtle expression.
"The difference is quite big... A lot of things happened to them, and the people who survived in the end made themselves into bionic people."
Zhou Zhehui was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to give an ambiguous comment.
"That... is such a pity."
Fang Chang shrugged.
“Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.”
Although most NPCs in "Wasteland OL" have reservations about whether AI can be equal to humans, most players hold an open view on this.
He is no exception, and is even more open-minded than the average person.
It is a game after all.
NPCs that are designed to be AI and NPCs that are designed to be real people, aren’t they both AI to people in the real world?
Besides, the AI technology of this game has been advanced to the point where it looks like the real thing.
If he didn't deliberately think about those profound philosophical issues, he would habitually treat NPCs who only have one life as real people.
Zhou Zhehui sighed softly and said.
“I really want to communicate with them if I have the opportunity, whether it’s academic or about us... I just don’t know how many human traits they have inherited after becoming bionic people. I always feel like discussing the future of mankind with AI. A little strange."
"I feel that the difference between them and humans is not very big. You may be able to chat," Fang Chang paused and coughed lightly and reminded, "Then...it's about modification."
After hearing this reminder, Zhou Zhehui smiled sheepishly and quickly returned to the topic of technology.
"I took a look and found that the basic problem is not big. Their sealing design is already very good. They just need to redesign the gas exchange system... Give me a week, maybe three days. That’s enough, I’ll get you an improvement plan as soon as possible.”
Hearing that it was so fast, Fang Chang's face suddenly showed an expression of surprise and he said with a smile.
"Then it's up to you! By the way, what do you think is a better name for this improved model? I will use it when I make a budget sheet."
Obviously, this NPC was not very good at coming up with names. He scratched the back of his head and thought about it for a long time.
But at this moment, his eyes happened to fall on the beach not far away, and he saw several players struggling to drag a mutated sea crab that was as tall as two people ashore.
Inspiration suddenly burst out of his mind, not only about the name of this equipment, but also more design details.
He looked at Fang Chang with bright eyes.
"Since it is amphibious engineering equipment."
"Just call it 'crab pose'!"
……
Since the players at French Fries Port have reached an agreement with the federal patrol, both parties have spent several days peacefully.
Although nothing major happened during this period that deserves special mention, the changes in French Fries Port were not small at all.
With the addition of Coral City Engineers, the settlement is changing almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the leadership of the engineer named Li Shihao, the construction team responsible for the port construction quickly invested in the port construction work.
At the same time, with the assistance of the electric ray unmanned boat, the undersea freshwater pipeline from Chips Harbor to the round island has advanced ten nautical miles.
During this period, the Niuma airship made another trip to Dawn City.
Not only did they bring the fifty "Electric Ray" unmanned boats that had just been produced, but they also brought a batch of special port equipment produced by the Boulder City factory.
Even if he is no longer optimistic about this "small fishing village" located on the northern shore of the Baiyue Strait, Channing, the governor of the circular island, has to admit that this water pipeline may indeed be used as an alternative to seawater desalination equipment to solve the island's problem. Water is an urgent need for residential and industrial use.
What he couldn't refuse in particular was the price offered by Baiyue Province Development Co., Ltd.
Each cubic meter of tap water only costs 0.8 silver coins, and 1,000 cubic meters costs 800 silver coins. The construction and maintenance of the pipeline are entirely undertaken by Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd.
Eight hundred silver coins is only the price of four LD-47 rifles. The residents of the ring island only use about 400 square meters of water a year, which translates into less than two assault rifles. The cost is even more than ocean current power generation. Lower before the station was destroyed!
Once the price of fresh water comes down, it will not only mean that the residents of the ring island will no longer have to endure the difficult life of taking a bath once a week, but it will also mean that a series of industries that have been shut down due to the rising cost of fresh water will also resume. Food production, which originally required subsidies to operate, will also turn a profit.
After settling the account easily, Chaning signed a contract with Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd. almost without hesitation, and signed it for ten years at a time.
As for Baiyue Company, although the profit of this transaction seems to be slim, from a long-term perspective, it is definitely a good deal.
After all, the fresh water resources in Baiyue Province are almost unlimited, and it does not require any advanced technology to deliver this fresh water to the island, and the maintenance cost of the pipeline is negligible.
In other words, as long as they repair this pipeline, they can almost make money in the future.
More than that, with this faucet in hand, Friesport will be firmly tied to the islands in the southern seas!
They will convince local survivors that they are here to solve problems, not to bring destruction and disaster to the land.
In addition to the projects surrounding economic work, the Alliance's military base and logistics warehouses in the highlands northwest of Port Fries have also been completed.
Currently this is where the Burning Corps and the Jungle Corps are stationed, and other regiments deployed here may also be stationed in the future.
In addition, players have also deployed simple sentry towers and beachheads with machine guns and grenade launchers on higher ground on both sides of the coast just south of Fries Port to guard against possible dangers on the coastline. emerging threats.
The investigation into the ruins of the Ocean Current Power Station has served as a wake-up call for players here.
The Church of the Torch may have cultivated some aquatic alien species that are controlled by psychic interference devices and can move under the sea.
The danger they face is not only from the rainforest in front of them, but also from the beach behind them.
Today's French Fries Port is like a busy construction site.
From under the sea to the edge of the beach, and then to the nearby rainforest, there is a constant buzzing sound almost from morning to night.
As for the Dolphin parked near the port and the residents of Coral City on the shore, the sailors of the federal patrol also turned a blind eye as promised and deliberately did not see it.
As a reward for turning a blind eye, Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd. will give them an additional "bonus" every month.
For the money that was suspected of being a bribe, Mu Da initially refused, and his refusal was righteous.
He agreed to help the crew of the Dolphin escape capture not for money, but only out of conscience and justice in his heart.
However, Fang Chang finally persuaded him and handed the money, which made both parties feel at ease, into the hands of the upright patrol captain.
"... Just think of it as payment for helping us patrol. We are busy with construction and have no time to keep an eye on the surrounding area. If it is not troublesome, you can expand the patrol range to the west by another hundred nautical miles. If there are pirates or plunderers approaching, please remember to alert us."
After a pause, Fang Chang continued.
"Besides, even if you don't want the money, you have to think about your brothers. It's risky for them to follow you in doing this."
Looking at the stack of banknotes in his hand, Mu Da was silent for a long time and said with a wry smile.
"Does this count as two wages for me?"
Fang Chang smiled and patted his shoulder.
"How about just treating it as a part-time job? Wouldn't it feel better if you think about it this way?"
Muda took a deep look at the guy who was getting him deeper and deeper into trouble, and without saying anything else, he stuffed the stack of banknotes into his arms.
Just when he was about to go back to the speedboat, he suddenly thought of something and said.
"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."
Fang Chang: "What's going on?"
As if hesitating whether to say this or not, Mu Da paused for a moment and finally spoke.
"There will be a maritime patrol exercise the day after tomorrow. In the waters near North Island, patrol teams from all islands will participate."
Fang Chang raised his eyebrows in interest.
"Then what?"
Muda said with a complicated expression.
"There is a very unusual thing. The federal Ministry of Finance has not made any arrangements for the duty tasks of each patrol area on the day, nor has it mentioned whether the federal navy will take over the patrol team's temporary duty for one day..."
Fang Chang said with a smile.
"That means you won't be caught even if you are smuggling that day?"
Muda glanced at him.
"Don't do this."
"Just kidding, we are all good people who abide by the law and only do legal business." Fang Chang put away the smile on his face, looked at him solemnly and said, "Thank you, this information is very useful to us. Important."
Someone plans to divert federal patrols from these waters!
It seems that something will happen that day that is not convenient for others to see.
It is especially inconvenient for our own people in the Southern Islands Federation to see it.
Withdrawing his gaze from Fang Chang's face, Mu Da looked at the rough sea in the distance and said with a rather complicated expression.
"I'm just wondering whether the federal navy is planning to conduct a surprise inspection of a certain patrol area, but doing so seems a bit too deliberate. Whether we are suspected or not, you'd better check it out in the past two days. That submarine, move away."
Fang Chang nodded seriously.
"Well, I'll make arrangements right away."
(Recommended book "Alien King" by Seedlings. Introduction: From the day he stopped taking psychiatric drugs, Lei Yue found that the whole world became different.)
(End of this chapter)