This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 448: Eternal “love”

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Unprofessional reaction: "Don't move?!"

Xinghe is not in a dream: "What's going on?"

Luo Yu: "I didn't do it! I just put on my helmet and watched the countdown, but the timer kept going. QAQ"

Qingfeng: "???"

Xinghe is not dreaming: "I was scared to death. I quickly put it on and took a look. Fortunately, I was fine."

Guigui: "That's weird, aren't you on the same plane?"

The Milky Way is not dreaming: "I don't create it!! (laughing to death) (funny)"

Luo Yu: "(angry)"

In "Wasteland OL", being able to fly a plane into the sky is not considered news. If you can pull the joystick and step on the switch, being able to fly the plane back safely is considered awesome.

At first, when everyone heard that Luo Yu crashed the plane again, they didn't feel anything at all. They even typed "Don't **** 6" for him on the public screen.

However, when I heard him say that the resurrection countdown was stuck, the players who were swiping 666 could not get up, and the plane pilots were all blown up.

Everyone expressed disbelief and asked him to prove it.

However, the problem with this game is that the image is not directly displayed on the retina, and even directly skips the optic nerve and reaches the brain.

Unless you are the owner of the helmet, other players, even those qualified for closed beta testing, will not be able to see anything while wearing it.

In other words, putting your phone into the helmet to take pictures will not work. Fang Chang tried this operation when he first got the helmet.

Ye Shi: "Impossible. Although Brother Guang is a bit bad at playing games and is a bit petty, there is no need to say that he is aboveboard in doing things. If his account is really banned, he will definitely not get you a locked resurrection CD. If you don't Put on the helmet and have a look, maybe it's stuck?"

Bangfeng: "Aguang: I remember you. (Squinting)"

Ye Shi: "Brother Guang, I was wrong. (Awkward)"

Makabazi: "Hahaha! Coward! Hahahaha! Silly!"

Fang Chang: "Is there a bug? Let me ask for you."

Mosquito: "What kind of bug? It must be a cheat! Brother, tell me quickly, where did you buy the cheat? How much does it cost per month? (bad smile)"

Luo Yu: "Zhuo! This game doesn't even have an operating system, so it's so **** messy! (Crazy)"

Teng Teng: "It's too tragic..."

Crow Crow: "Yes. Under normal circumstances, being locked up in a small dark room by A Guang only lasts 72 hours. It will be over if you persist. At least there is hope. The countdown to resurrection is stuck... It feels like a ghost story. (╯﹏╰)b”

WC really has mosquitoes: "What? Crow Crow was locked up in a dark room by A Guang???"

Big eyes in debt: "I bet Aguang is also in the dark room!!"

Trash picking up level 99: "giao! Pass it on for the tail!"

Crow Crow: "???"

As the victim continued to live broadcast the condition of "withdrawal reaction", the number of posts grew higher and higher, and soon became the most popular post on the forum, with players and cloud players coming to join in the fun.

Under the cheers of the melon-eating crowd, A Guang, who had been pretending to be dead for five minutes, finally emerged.

"Ahem, everyone, please be patient. Since no player has been killed by a nuclear bomb in this game so far, there is a slight bug in the memory program, but it is not a big problem! I have reported the bug to the technical department. , my colleagues in the technical department said that they would ask two plumbers to come over and take a look later."

Luo Yu: "What do you mean it's not a big problem! (angry)"

Guang: "Of course, we will provide certain compensation to the affected accounts. The compensation plan is currently under study and should be a very special reward... I will have a meeting with my colleagues to discuss it later."

Luo Yu: "Brother!!! (excited)"

WC really has mosquitoes: "What the hell? Is there any compensation?"

Quiting smoking: "Is it too late to be bombed by a nuclear bomb???"

Fang Chang: "Ahem, I just want to ask... Where are the nuclear bombs near Ideal City? I don't mean anything else. The main reason is that I feel a little homesick."

Looking at the replies in the forum, Chu Guang’s brows couldn’t help but twitch.

These guys...

Can you be successful?

However, it is indeed a big problem that players cannot log in. It affects the game experience is a small matter, but triggering emergency tasks is a big deal.

The morphological field is the alliance’s biggest trump card.

The only thing that is uncertain now is whether this situation is due to external factors, or whether the shelter decided that the clones were risky and therefore took the initiative to cut them.

In either case.

Such unstable factors must be eliminated as the first priority!

Thinking of this, Chu Guang immediately gave an order.

"Xiaoqi, issue a mission to all players in the area near the coordinates and ask them to go to the scene and recover the pilot's body."

Xiao Qi reminded in a low voice.

"But Master, that coordinate area is outside the communication range."

Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"Have they not gone offline yet?"

"Maybe you're celebrating because you just won the battle?" Xiao Qi said in an uncertain tone.

Hmm...

It is indeed possible.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and then ordered.

"Copy the mission information to the VM of the player "WC is really full of mosquitoes" and ask him to fly it to them."

Since the Beta version era, the scope of player activities has become larger and larger, and the proportion of players who have been active outside the alliance communication range for a long time has been close to 6%.

Chu Guang asked Xiaoqi to upgrade the VM's software program. Not only can players access missions from the shelter offline on the official website, but the player's VM also has the function of a mission transmitter. On certain occasions, The NPC's preset tasks can be synchronized to nearby players' taskbars.

Quests issued this way are of very short scope and are usually only used as a contingency measure.

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, tilted her head.

"But doesn't it matter outside the voyage?"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter. One less plane is not a big problem. Let him put a folding bicycle in the cabin and land on any flat ground."

……

North of Petra Fortress.

The market at the city gate is now brightly lit and crowded, and the lively atmosphere is like a roaring fire.

The sound of drinking and drinking extended from the tavern to the street, and the drunkards hanging around were shouting in drunken voices.

"Long live the Kingdom!"

"Long live the spirit of the sand sea!"

"Cheers to the Envoy of God!"

"Hahaha! I won't come home until I get drunk tonight!"

There is no curfew all night today. The city lord said that they can drink until dawn as long as they want.

Only tonight, the patrolling guards will not drive these drunken drunkards home, but will only stand by and watch to prevent them from causing trouble after drinking too much.

Just a few hours ago, they had just defeated the invincible legion, prevented the curse and disaster that befell Oasis No. 4, and protected the peace of the kingdom.

I heard that His Majesty the King will personally visit this fortress the day after tomorrow to commend them for their bravery. The high priest of the kingdom will also arrive together to meet the kind and benevolent divine envoy.

Up to now, no one would doubt the identity of the God Envoy.

All the soldiers or militiamen who participated in that battle witnessed what happened in Lost Valley.

The light that shattered the clouds and the flames and air pillars that destroyed the heaven and earth are undoubtedly the description of the doomsday in "The Holy Word of Silver Moon"!

Just as people were immersed in the joy of victory and survival, a plane appeared in the northern night sky and happened to be seen by the patrolling guards.

"What is that?"

There were bright lights in the sky.

He immediately took a look through the binoculars and saw an airplane with a shark head painted on it, flying towards here with lights on.

The **** teeth are a sign of evil, and sharks are even more dangerous beasts in the eyes of the sailors of Silver Moon Bay.

The guard immediately became alert and reported the discovery to the patrol leader.

Hearing this, the captain did not dare to neglect and immediately gave the order.

"The cavalry team is assembled, come out with me and have a look!"

The plane did not go directly to the Petra Fortress, but landed in the sand dunes to the north.

A pair of cavalrymen rushed out of the city and surrounded the plane in the direction of landing.

As soon as Mosquito crawled out of the cabin, he saw a circle of cavalrymen carrying horse rifles surrounding them.

The murderous battle made him stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he immediately pulled out the Confederate flag stored in the cabin.

"Don't do it! We're on our own!"

……

The City Lord’s Mansion.

In the granite hall, the orchestra played melodious and elegant music, and people in luxurious clothes drank to their heart's content to celebrate this hard-won victory.

People were coming and going in front of the long tables. The long tables were filled with pottery filled with wine. The plates were filled with roasted red chicken legs, lamb legs, beef, and all kinds of strange things. fruits and vegetables.

The food here is rich in variety, and the amount is outrageous.

Sitting in front of the long table, the players of the Skeleton Corps gave full play to the spirit of the CD. They turned into rice buckets one by one, eating and drinking with their bellies open, and they did not forget to talk in whispers.

"Hey, if we buy some cattle and sheep from here and transport them back, we will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Let's talk about it when we go back. We have to go to the southwest of the Lion Kingdom to meet up with the large army, and go north to liberate the Honey Badger Kingdom... There are still a lot of activities behind."

"When will we leave?"

"It depends on when the logistics convoy will arrive. We can't drive the tank directly across it."

"By the way, I think the princess of the Honey Badger Kingdom is really good-looking."

“Damn it, why aren’t managers interested!”

"Why do you care about this?"

"I made a **** bet!"

"Rub..."

As reinforcements from the Alliance, they were warmly entertained by the Lord of Petra Fortress.

Whether it is for the sake of the fifteen tanks that drove the legion into chaos, or the fact that most of these people are awakened, they are worthy of this respect.

Benefits do not necessarily have to be obtained through war, but strength is always the basis of respect.

No one cared about their hungry faces.

Even a traditional aristocrat like Ruskin, who even pays attention to the angle and strength of cutting steaks, would selectively ignore their indecent behavior at the banquet. Instead, he would be deeply impressed by their informal demeanor and appetite. Extremely admired.

The surrender faction in the Camelback Kingdom is slightly different from the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

The latter is due to interests, while the former is simply a worship of force and aversion to unstable situations.

If the Alliance can defeat the Legion on the frontal battlefield, they certainly don't mind kneeling in the other direction.

"Honor the spirit of the sand sea... That person just stuffed at least half a lamb into his stomach!"

"Where did all the food go?"

"That guy over there ate 5 chickens!"

"Incredible...how rude this is."

"Rude? You call that rude! If I could eat five roast chickens in one meal, I would eat them with my hands!"

"Correct, eating a lot of meat is the elegance of a warrior...at most it's just a different culture."

“With so many brave and capable warriors, no wonder the Alliance dares to compete with the Legion!”

Just when the nobles who had eaten enough and had nothing to do were surprised and stunned, whispering about whether they should choose two sons-in-law to improve their collateral bloodlines, Sisi on the other side seemed to be in trouble.

Sion City Lord walked up to her.

This powerful man had a bandage on his arm, and because he was slightly drunk, his stubble-covered, calm face had a somewhat ruddy sheen.

"Do you have a husband?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Where's your fiancé?"

"...What are you doing?"

"Can I be your suitor?"

Hearing these words, the sesame paste that was drinking milk next to him almost spit out. He was competing to see who could eat more chicken legs, tails and meat. He immediately ended the battle and raised his head excitedly.

"Oh oh oh! Sisi was proposed to by an NPC!"

"Pass it on! Sisi has a baby!"

Sisi was stunned on the spot.

"...Huh?"

Taking those incomprehensible cheers as encouragement, Thain looked at her intently, with sincerity in his affectionate eyes.

"...I know I may be a little abrupt when I say this, but I can't keep these words in my heart. Your beauty and bravery attract me, can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

"If you are still angry with me because of what happened before, I sincerely apologize to you."

Sisi looked at this guy blankly.

"I'm not angry...but do you have a wife?"

The man with the beard smiled sheepishly and said slightly shyly.

"There are only three...but that's not important. They and I are not in love, just in marriage."

Sisi: "..."

Tail: "giao!"

Rourou asked in a low voice: "Awei, how do you pass this...?"

Tail held his chin as if thinking hard.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, but before she could say anything, her mouth was covered by a smiling sesame paste, leaving only the sobs leaking out from between her fingers.

"You can't be sour, Ah Wei."

Not listening carefully to the playfulness of his friends, Sisi sighed as he recovered from his speechlessness.

"Sorry, you are a good person."

Although there is no need to be so realistic in the game, this guy is far from her ideal type.

Not to mention the art style of "X and the Producer", at least it must be as tall, mighty, handsome and serious as a manager...

Well, actually the first two don't matter, the main thing is to see serious people being trained to look unserious.

The contrast between appearance and duplicity will be very annoying.

Sion was stunned for a moment, with a confused expression on his face, and his head didn't turn around for a while.

He is a good person...

Why are you sorry?

……

The other side of the banquet hall.

Mole poured himself a glass of wine, looked at the dazzling array of barbecues on the table, and sighed.

"It would be great if Lao Na was here."

There is a lot of food here, but there are very few cooking techniques. No matter what the meat is, it is stuffed into the oven with spices, and then served on vegetable leaves.

Then there are all kinds of fruits, some similar to those he can find in reality, and some he has never seen before.

I heard that in some nearby deserts, there are sandworms that are taller than city walls.

If Lao Na were here, she would definitely be ecstatic.

A captain sitting next to him thought he was talking to him, but didn't understand what he was talking about, so he said embarrassedly.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, I said...it would be great if my good brother Lao Na was here." Mole repeated it in human couplet unhurriedly.

"He..."

The captain's Adam's apple moved, and he vaguely guessed something from his expression, so he stopped talking.

"Dead."

After saying the unspoken word for him, Mole burped with a sad look on his face and narrated what happened at dusk in a modified way.

"In order to buy me time, he took the initiative to rush out with the tank. He used it as a bait to attract the enemy's firepower, and ended up colliding with the legion tank's artillery shell... When the battle was over, I walked up to look inside. Not even a complete body was found."

The captain was silent for a moment.

This tall and thick man patted his shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice.

"...Don't be too sad, the spirit of the Sand Sea will remember his bravery, die for the sacred honor, and his soul will enter the eternal oasis."

"I'm not sad, there's nothing to be sad about," Mole shook his head and sipped the red wine slowly, "Anyway, I'll be able to see that guy when I fall asleep soon."

After hearing this, everyone around was silent for a while.

The captain sniffed, and an unknown wealthy lady next to him secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

Going to fight in a foreign country, our comrades collapsed at the last moment before dawn, unable to drink the wine of victory together.

The way he pretends to be strong is heartbreaking.

However, they did not know that everything this man said was true.

After the banquet is over, he will find a place to lie down and brag on the official website with those guys.

Nothing wrong!

The captain didn't say any more words of comfort, he just raised his glass and touched it with the mole.

"The Alliance will always be our friend. I will remember this friendship and wish our friendship will last forever!"

The tone was extremely sincere and sincere.

Mole grinned and clinked glasses with him.

"May friendship last forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened.

Amidst the melodious music, a guard wearing bulletproof armor walked quickly to the side of the Lord of Sion City.

"Sir, a plane landed in the Gobi Desert north of Petra. The pilot who got off the plane claimed to be from the Alliance."

Sion, who had just been given the good guy card, was still confused and couldn't figure out why he was rejected.

But after hearing the guard's report, he immediately put aside his love for his children and became serious.

"Invite him here."

The soldier stood upright and saluted, then quickly turned around and walked back.

Sion cleared his throat, went to find the regiment leader named Mole, and walked with him to the door of the banquet hall.

The pilot was soon brought in.

He wore a pilot hat with hyena skin seams on his head. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the dazzling array of food and wine in the banquet hall, and his eyes widened for a moment.

"Damn it, I was beaten to death on the front line, and you guys are eating too well!"

He was the one responsible for the **** blow.

The battle in the afternoon was not difficult. The planes on the opposite side didn't even have a chance to rush up and engage in a dogfight, and were completely wiped out by a round of artillery fire from the administrator.

This is the most enjoyable time he has ever fished for French fries. He was not as comfortable as when he was fishing for bone-chewing tribes.

Seeing that this guy looked like he had never seen the world, Mole hurriedly coughed.

"Don't embarrass the alliance... why are you here?"

"Hey," Mosquito raised his eyebrows and said with joy, "The manager personally asked me to come and deliver the letter."

As he spoke, he tapped the VM twice with his index finger, and soon a slight vibration was synchronized to the mole's arm.

[Task 1: Investigate the crash area of ​​the "Yun Ting" ornithopter. 】

[Mission 2: Recover the body (or remains) of pilot Luo Yu. 】

The moment he saw these two tasks, Mole was confused.

It’s okay to recover the remains.

Good guy, after being hit by a million-yield three-phase bomb, what body can be left...

Can two taels of ashes be left?

"...Isn't this **** forcing someone to do something difficult?" He finally couldn't help complaining.

The mosquito said with a smile.

"I also think that only brothers who force others to find it can find this thing."

Mole: "No...what's the use of that thing?"

Mosquito: "The devil knows! But it is reasonable to know how to complete this task. You may not know it until you are offline. Brother Luoyu seems to have been bombed into a bug by a nuclear bomb."

Mole: "What the hell?"

Is this game really buggy?

No wonder they are being repaired every time they are updated...

Mosquito continued.

"In short, Aguang is contacting the technical department for emergency repairs, but he probably did not notify the NPC in the game. The manager asked his most loyal Mr. Mosquito to come and take a look."

Mole: "..."

The mosquito chuckled and said, "Give me a ride on the way there. I'm also quite curious, mainly because I've never seen what it's like to be blown up by a nuclear bomb."

I couldn’t understand the conversation between the two at all.

The confused Lord Sion was about to ask what the two were talking about, when Si Si came out of the banquet hall, looked at him and said.

"New prophecy, the evil spirits awakened by the Legion have not been completely sealed. We need to deal with the barrier that seals the curse... This is what the God Envoy just told me."

Apparently she also received that mission, including everyone from the White Bear Knights.

Hearing Sisi's words, Thain was not embarrassed at all by the previous rejection, but frowned solemnly.

"But now there are a lot of curses accumulated in the Lost Land, and the negative energy there can even make the vegetation wither, unless you use——"

"We brought anti-radiation agents and radiation-proof clothing, so it's not a big problem."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Thain asked seriously.

"Do I have to go?"

Such serious nonsense.

"This is for the safety of the residents of Petra Fortress. We must ensure that the curse there has been permanently sealed... The envoy said that this is her obligation and responsibility. I hope you can understand."

Sain was silent for a while and nodded.

"I understand, I will arrange a guide for you."

"Good luck to you."

The mole and mosquito standing nearby looked at each other, exchanging the surprises in each other's eyes.

"Awesome..."

"666."

He was talking nonsense in a serious manner without even blushing. The most outrageous thing is that the other person actually believed it!

There is indeed something...

……

Lost Valley.

In the deep and dark cave, there is a room full of bottles and cans. If it weren't for the several malfunctioning terminals and the petri dishes connected to the terminals, you wouldn't be able to tell that this was a laboratory.

The white pigeon, whose face looked as grim as a swamp, touched his chin in confusion, looked at the young man lying unconscious on the iron bed, and muttered to himself.

"Shouldn't it be?"

The cardiopulmonary function has been restored, but the person just can't wake up, as if he has lost his soul.

What a hell.

In his long life, this is the first time he has seen such a bizarre thing...

Time goes back a few hours.

Some idiot detonated a nuclear bomb outside, causing half of the nearby mountain to collapse and almost burying him alive.

The center of the Deku explosion occurred in the center of the valley, nearly 10 kilometers away from the mountain barrier.

Thanks to the remains of the river embankment, there are a large number of alloy structures remaining, which blocked part of the high-energy rays.

If there were not so many "gains and losses", I am afraid that only the mother body of "Xiaohong" could survive.

Although he survived with his strong recovery power, the mortal guy was not so lucky. The macromolecules in his body were instantly smashed into sieves by high-energy rays, and large areas of organic tissue were necrotic.

If you leave this guy alone, there is no doubt that he will be completely cold.

For the sake of fate, Bai Ge decided to help him, so he asked Xiao Hong to make a "Seed of Life" and give it to him.

The so-called seed of life is the name given by the white pigeon himself.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the hyphae that divide the mother body.

However, unlike slime molds in other areas, these "symbiotic slime molds" will neither extract nutrients from the host nor devour the host to pursue their own evolution, nor will they turn the host into themselves.

Instead, it will sacrifice its autonomous consciousness and become part of the host, giving the host powerful abilities. In the following years, it will slowly replace the host's aging, dead and unable to replicate cells, allowing the host to remain forever. Stay healthy and youthful.

Like all-inclusive, selfless love!

In this symbiotic relationship, the host will completely get rid of the shackles of age. It will not become sluggish due to aging, but will become stronger due to growth over the years.

Because the longer you live, the more cells are replaced, and because "symbiotic slime mold" does not have autonomous consciousness, even if all the cells in the body are completely replaced, the host's autonomous consciousness can still be maintained.

As for the price that the young man is worried about.

In Bai Ge's view, it cannot be called a price at all.

No known form of life can escape metabolism. Whether it is organic or inorganic, it will eventually need to replace worn parts on a regular basis.

Even if there are no external factors, all cells in the human body will be replaced every six years. This is just normal metabolism and does not affect the person who is still the same person.

The slime mold that coexists with him also cannot escape metabolism.

The only difference is that slime mold can reproduce indefinitely, while its body cells are limited by telomeres and will gradually become unable to cope with their needs over time.

But the slime mold that lives with him will never dislike his aging, and eternal "love" will always surround him.

Even if all the cells in his body have rotted, he can still stand here like a healthy young man. Not only can he maintain a flexible mind, he can even reproduce future generations with his own DNA.

This is simply a biological miracle!

As for whether he is a white pigeon or a slime mold fruiting entity called a white pigeon, it doesn't matter at all to him. He is still the one who controls this body.

Thought is the foundation of human existence!

The body is just a shell that contains thoughts!

What's more, this kind of slow and gentle change that only replaces a few cells at a time is at least much more reliable than "brutally destroying the body and uploading the mind to the circuit board."

If it were in the era of prosperity.

His research will surely become one of the greatest discoveries of that era!

"Huh?"

Xiao Hong, standing in the laboratory, tilted her head.

The round and smooth tentacles are like a dolphin's mouth, slowly floating on the back of the head, floating like seaweed. The blurry facial features were filled with confusion, just like the white dove standing beside the bed.

"Can't you understand it either?"

Bai Ge sighed and scratched the rotten back of his head.

Xiao Hong nodded.

But at this moment, it suddenly raised its head and looked towards the door of the laboratory. The tentacles floating on the back of its head tightened slightly, and a crisp sound floated out.

"Err."

"You said someone is coming?"

Bai Ge murmured, looking at Xiao Hong who nodded, and then glanced at the young man lying motionless on the bed.

Someone has been doing something in the Lost Valley recently, maybe it's the college's prospectors, maybe it's other people who come to hunt for treasures, to be honest, he doesn't want to pay attention to it, and he doesn't care much.

But thinking of the nuclear bomb that exploded before, he still sighed and broke his stiff neck with his hands.

"Wait here for a while...I'll go outside and take a look."