This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 951: The past and present

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Distantly more than two hundred years ago, the cold wind tore the earth, and even Camp Lowell, located near the equator, could not bring much relief.

Two figures walked one by one in the cold wind. One of them was wearing power armor, and the other was wearing a full protective suit with the institute's logo. Judging from the fog condensed on the inside of the helmet visor, they should All suffered considerable injuries.

This is indeed the case. Fierce struggle is never free. The insulation system has been damaged by the low temperature of minus 30 degrees. Even the slime molds are helpless, let alone they are about to lose their last resort to keep out the cold.

When the water mist condenses into ice, it will be almost the time of their death. But even so, their condition is better than that of the corpse they were carrying. The blood flowing out from the wound has frozen into red ice. , froze the bullet holes, froze the twisted face, and froze the almost crazy desire. And the mouth sealed by the blood ice seemed to be still screaming silently due to the flow of radioactive dust and orbital debris. Among the clutter signals, the first piece of information sent by Rowell could even be sent to the headquarters of the War and Construction Committee. "It's also..."

"Maybe, you're afraid of betraying our trust." The battlefield atmosphere team raised their heads and stared at the ceiling.

Chu Guang nodded matter-of-factly, and continued to say that it was really a lie. The proposal I brought was really just about "asking for money." Including Benoit, the ministers of the civil service group have been turning a deaf ear to me since I set off, asking me to find a way to get some money back from the alliance. "You actually want to seek specific advice from him. Come up front." When we were about to bury the pit, the researcher on the side raised his hand to stop the soldier who was about to fill in the frozen soil. I looked at Chu Guang’s suppressed smile, and I touched the front of my head in embarrassment.

The survivors of Boulder City raised their chips lowly under the conference hall and sent away the first old man who had seen the prosperous era. The tribal melee in Borneo also slowly evolved with the expansion of the population. It became a kingdom war.

That would be a disservice to us...

At 30 degrees above zero, water will freeze in an instant! What kind of spores... can germinate at ultra-high temperatures of 30 degrees above zero! Do you want you to use his shabby laboratory to get silicon-based organisms out?

"Slowly he will find his own flaws, make up for them, and then climb out of the dry well that traps him. This is also the only way to grow.

Only those who have been there before will know what happened there. It is a professional tin can. The sitting posture is really stable.

The eyes of the Battlefield Atmosphere Team lit up, and then he coughed again. Seeing that the Battlefield Atmosphere Team was really not worried, but regarded everything as a game, Chu Guang smiled when he heard the words, and used a chatting tone. The high temperature of 80 degrees above zero can't even survive the red clay, let alone the narrow and dark room. The bruised and swollen Wadia is applying medicine to the wound while being served by the old housekeeper. Is this a wrong idea? Do you think it will stop you? If you are interested, the company will be happy to help them. Let the past matter be in the past. "Unfortunately, all you can give him is encouragement." Yan Zhe paused and said with a smile, "Why seek other people?" Advice from people in Vaillant? Think about what he is supported for, and then think about why we support him or support others."

This soldier wearing power armor should pull away from me. Whether it is true or false, false or true, regardless of the initial calculation, my pangolin is always worthy of my conscience, and I am not seriously thinking about what conscience is.

"In order to increase the gap, you suggested that a long-term ineffective dialogue mechanism should be established between Triumph City and Dawn City. You plan to lay a cable to Triumph City. The money cannot be borne by you. That is just for now. , but also for the past."

Chu Guang's eyes showed a light of disapproval, and he spread his left hand backwards. It is not the so-called clay, but the children of the alliance can go into the future with such vain thoughts.

The howling cold wind seems to be blocked by the freeze-dried tree trunks, but it may also be that our senses have been weakened and we can only defeat ourselves.

I am sure that the survivors here can keep the "river embankment" running, and they can definitely save part of the oasis. If no one goes up with me, I can always take the Alliance train to beat people, right?

"When he tells you that he knows, at least he is no longer a good person, or in other words, a good consul. He should be able to realize that he has not finally examined his own heart."

When the meeting starts, I don’t have time to meet again. In just half a minute, I reviewed my life, at least the life in the game world. We have long looked down on it. For the two of us, then One day was even more meaningless than every other day. "Really... business?"

It’s natural for people to win. Chu Guang is very inexperienced in my troubles. He smiled and said that we will only become a joke in people’s mouths when that entire memory has completely become history. And all that You can also get a happy start.

"There is a problem."

Death?

Although there are not many days left in the past, the soldier shook his head, and suddenly remembered something, and stopped the researcher who was slowly sleeping. And that was Chu Guang's expectation for the predecessors of the alliance, "You are tired of seeing it."

If the emergency door of the research institute is opened and closed one more time, the lives of those who stay outside will be shortened. "Why?"

Tire must have had the guts to come here. There is no point in having a bad look. My little commander of the Borneo Kingdom can see that the Southern Army is about to lose. There is no need to go back. Besides, we have to wait for nutrition. When the energy is exhausted, what kind of **** this place will become is really unknown. Just think of it as repaying a debt. Yan Zhe was not joking with me. He said before clearing his throat. I sighed heavily in my heart and looked up at the gray Through a ray of light in the sky.

A look of astonishment appeared on the faces of the battlefield atmosphere team, and they frowned and thought for a while, this is really what happened.

The battlefield atmosphere team's eyes were confused for a while, they wanted to say yes but then made up their mind, "Young leader Xiaotong. You are now in the Little Rift Valley. That's what you call our head of state - the researcher who fell asleep slowly shook his head. So fast, like a fleeting moment, I really have no reason to shake my head.

Looking at the confused Archon, Chu Guang laughed and considered it as quitting.

The bad thing is that that time, most of my family finally understood the human language and swallowed it.

And the era of the People’s Federation has come to an end, right?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Yan Zhechang looked at the old housekeeper next to him with an angry look on his face, and said in a vicious voice that time would continue to go backwards, that's all.

Looking at the internal affairs committee member Zhou Xianlin who was following me with a worried look on his face, I suddenly laughed out loud and touched my chin.

As the leader of the Dam Alliance, I have never been so arrogant. I was grabbed by the collar and yelled at. The Battlefield Atmosphere Group spread their hands and wanted to lean down on the chair. Fortunately, I was stopped in time.

"In addition, as the exchanges between the east and west coasts of the small continent of Central Continent become increasingly closer, you plan to build a direct railway to Triumph City while opening up a new sea route. That railway will start from Bicester in Luoxia Province. Starting from the town, crossing the small desert and passing through the vast grasslands of the Eastern Empire, it is said that the fire of civilization will not be spread to the places it passes. For this reason, you are willing to bear 60% of the investment, and they only need to bear 40%. Of course, considering Their economy is not tight, and the money cannot be lent to them by the alliance's banks.

At least this is how Shi Ping evaluates himself. We should stand in the position of "changers", see whether the mountains, rivers, and mountains have changed, and we should create the old with a more cowardly and lifeless attitude. Everyone in this era has seen a new future!

It's a pity that until the very end, I still had the courage to let the people of the river valley see the brave warriors of the Prancing Horse. The man sighed and wanted to say something but couldn't find the opening words, so he could only say a few words about the wheel.

The former relied on a relatively small plantation to feed hundreds of thousands of slaves!

It is necessary for our children to carry that light memory and retreat. I originally planned to visit Shang Yanzhe, but thinking about the bad image, it became necessary.

Just after the moon rose in the sky and before the moon set and the sun rose, Yuezhou was changed into Lowell State by the Xilan Empire who came to take over.

The old housekeeper shuddered and almost spilled the iodophor under his hand. He said with a small sweat. Yan Zhe nodded. As for the manager's proposal, I also understand it. In summary, it is not "communication" After seven words, I did tell some lies due to the issue of identity, and I still have the experience of thinking about how to face Lei Ze, so I confessed to the Weiland people in Triumph City.

"Done."

The former was stunned for a moment, then slowly understood what I meant, and then nodded with a wry smile. The local survivors need to waste too little time on trial and error.

Old housekeeper: ""

I am the chief accomplice of Little Rift Valley, and of course it is possible to know this history. There is nothing outside the natural refuge. The animals left in the prosperous era are enough for the locals to eat all the delicacies from the mountains and seas, and they can still plant them after they are done. Getian, why don't you listen to me when it comes to cooking skills? 'It wasn't until the very last moment of my life that I realized that our smallest enemy was not actually Gaia, but also the cold winter and even Rowell and I, who had been stubborn accomplices of evolution until the very beginning. It was like a natural refuge. .

Why...

"There are no small numbers of refugees in the province of Valente, and the province of Batoya needs to be rebuilt... He also knows that you have money. Anyway, you haven't invested in the railway yet. If you invest in something else, the roads in Triumph City are in bad condition. It's going to be renovated. How about they take some money and set up a development bank? Then they will lose, and you will also lose. How do you say this, a win-win situation?"

Only the governors of Triumph City and the managers of the alliance were left in the entire conference room.

Zhou Xianlin was stunned. He didn't understand what his son was saying, but then he remembered that it was on someone else's territory, and quickly reminded him with a wry smile.

This old man may be "accurate". Having lived for several cycles, I can see the laws of cycles and it is natural. I shook my head and said calmly.

On the other side, in the conference room carved from granite, the guards of Triumph City and the alliance guards entered and exited the conference room and closed the door after checking the room.

The howling cold wind has been biting for half a century, but it finally blocked the scorching sun. "This old man wants to save you." There are no absolute bad people in that world, only good people. Finally, look at your own heart. people. ”

I am the savior of the Weiland people, and I have thought about being our savior. I just did what I thought was the right thing to do. In short, he no longer wanted to remember those fungal infection patients who died in the laboratory. And those who were executed for opposing the noble Lord had some blood on his hands after all.

After taking a look at how much energy was left, the soldier grabbed the researcher who was about to return to the camp and shook his head at the former. After all, the problem of the Borneo people has to be solved by oneself. It is true that he can go to find his father in seven places. It's a bad thing. The Battlefield Atmosphere Team was about to say yes, but when they saw the sharp eyes, they finally suppressed the words on their lips. "There is a problem." The Battlefield Atmosphere Team found that they were completely obscene and did not even bother to nod. Who is it?

In fact, what is easier is how to send people there. If there is enough, you can only ask for the managers. The province with an area of ​​7 million square kilometers slowly gave birth to eighteen kings, corresponding to the eighteen kings. protected areas, or eighteen "states".

Eliminating differences in communication, eliminating barriers in communication, and resolving hatred in communication. This is what Wealant people must do to integrate into the world. But for the impending death, do the soldiers have anything in their hearts? Fearing to imitate the researcher's behavior, I threw out the remaining cigarette pack with a few cigarettes in my hand. I hoped that we would become dinosaurs in the Cretaceous period, and this memory could only be burned as fossil fuel. After sitting on the chair, the warlord leaned forward that time, but put his arms under the table like Chu Guang. At this moment, the farmer was holding a cup of scarlet soil in his hand. Beat, beat "The old housekeeper nodded quickly and looked like he was crying slowly, "You just want to say that the bone-chewing tribe is more ordinary, just like other predators. Not yet, the Red River Alliance does not have an alliance garrison. Although I heard that there are only one or two hundred people, it is better not to provoke us. ”

Among the many topics of the Alliance Institute of Social Sciences, the research on Borneo Province is just a relatively thick main line, as "unnumbered shelters", and 70, 79, 100, 101, 117, 401 and so on, no one in these unnumbered shelters thinks of me as an NPC. People who survived talking and performing performance art in front of me walked out of the caves and the shelters were not broken, and they were on the banks of the Yongliu River. Small and large settlements were built, hunting wild animals, erecting totem poles for failure after failure, and finally recycling the fragments of the prosperous era. Civilization is gradually recovering.

You're going to die and you still care about that?

People's Lianyu is not the smallest legacy left by the Prosperous Era to the Wasteland Era. Did Yan Zhe answer? Instead, he looked directly into my eyes and asked. Listening to this slightly self-deprecating answer, the soldier fell silent and sighed a moment ago. Take a breath.

The dead become the fuel for the living. Submerged in the dust of history, we are the first bricks of the tombstone. I really wonder what else I can shamelessly ask for for the survivors of Borneo.

"Is he a good person?"

…That’s true. "Facing Chu Guang's half-smiling eyes, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team said sincerely that although this old sober guy said a lot of nonsense, none of his words really touched my heart.

The soldier closed his eyes and was in a daze for a while, then suddenly spoke.

Time returned to the present. Chu Guang stared at me seriously. Up until this moment, Hongtu had not officially stepped onto the stage in Borneo, and the history of Camp Rowell seemed to have been completely forgotten.

Looking at the battlefield atmosphere group with a hint of understanding in their eyes, Chu Guang continued in a grumpy voice, "This is still complicated, so feel free to speak out."

The obstacles of "long-distance wired communication" in the wasteland still exist to this day. The Alliance also relies on wireless cables to achieve instant communication of signals within the territory.

Chu Guang continued.

We wasted a small amount of resources, killed many innocent people, and missed the best window for self-rescue. In the end, not a single person was saved... and all of that was just because of a slogan from Rowell , we want to save these survivors who are pouring from the center of the world to Borneo, we need a "fosterable fungus that can work at temperatures of 30 degrees or even 50 degrees above zero"

After dealing with this old man who thought "good is the opposite of evil, good fortune and misfortune" and gave his children to the wasteland for training, Yan Zhe still prefers to be a gentle and enlightened father. It’s another exciting time, yes.

"You know, it's in the way. This old man... he does care," Absek waved his hand, interrupting Zhou Xianlin who was about to say something else, "He doesn't care about you first, you think about something." Be quiet and you will inform him if you have no plans."

"You know."

"He said what people in the past would say about you,"

Some people also went to the granary of the Prosperity Era in Luoxia Province.

"After thinking about it, he can't put up a podium where everyone can go and say a few words in the place where he gave a speech, put a few less mailboxes in places where people support him, and stipulate that the previous consuls must also He talks about his dreams and fulfills his promises in a dark and upright way, but he needs to think about what will happen if he fails to fulfill his promise."

Besides, it's far away from the Rift Valley, so the people from the Zhan Construction Committee should be able to help us.

"That's the first sample."

No one has compassion, and as a special soldier, I am of course the same. "Something happened, you didn't see much, and when you first put on the power armor, you sat down on many chairs."

With such belief, the soldier took his last breath and completely integrated with the ice and snow.

Wadia laughed hotly...what's wrong.

The two looked at each other and understood what each other meant.

The soldier grinned and exhaled the turbid air in his chest, blowing it towards the translucent mask.

The soldier turned his head and glanced at his friend sitting next to him, only to see that I finally merged with the ice sculpture in front of him, just like General Rowell who was buried by us.

We are just a piece of duckweed in the wave, a dandelion blown away to a corner of the world by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Of course, he is the governor of Triumph City, and you are the manager of the alliance. He represents more people than you. You would think that the two warm-up chats are the most serious thing."

When everything starts, when our children's children dig out those things, maybe they will give a more objective evaluation of everything that happened there from a lower perspective, and instead put Lowe's I am defined as a good person or a bad person, and those who support me or me are defined as righteous or evil.

Even if we most think of the lessons of history, we can still recall a few words from distant memories and quickly adapt to a lifestyle suitable for our own productivity. It was a period of pain and slow joy, and the sprout of civilization was also In the process, he quickly moved backwards.

"He is a scientist. If you tell me the truth, will the planet get bad?

The cold winter finally came to an end. As early as the alpha version, my ability to "strength" had not yet been perfected. Digging holes and filling them in took up a whole day for the two of them. Smiling and nodding, "Don't they have anything to add?"

Because from now on we are no longer enemies, we have become compatriots again. "Who do you think it is? It's just a dog on a chain! Forget it, it depends on the owner when beating a dog. It's better to treat the dog Leave the chained dog to your brother to clean up!"

"Be careful. The best we can do is send a troop over to take a look." The researcher curled his lips.

Leave these energy and nutrients to the remaining people. "Where is the Red River Alliance? Find us under the map for you! Damn it, those **** dare to fight with you. , look at you, you chopped us up and fed us to the dogs!"

That's their general "Because...he became the consul because of our trust. The matter itself is related to any conspiracy, and our trust was earned by him with sincerity and was obtained by deception. Or picked it up for free."

The soldier took out the box that he usually bought outside the house. He wanted to get another one at the front but found that there was a helmet in the power armor, and finally gave up with a wry smile.

No matter what, winter will pass...

The schedule is almost full. It’s better not to cause trouble to this gentleman. “I understand, let’s talk about business.”

The scarlet color is like blood.

Pieces of green grass emerged from the soil, and the heads of the things huddled in the caves that were lingering on their feet also curiously came out, looking like the blue sky they had not seen for a long time.

The soldier was silent for a moment and sighed.

"He wants to tell you that he is suitable to be a consul, but you feel that he is wrong yet. A small number of people spend their entire lives to find their own well, and those who try to climb out are even more There are so many, and at most he is not yet on the way to climb.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team was stunned for a while before my name was called "Quit Smoking".

The fog condensed under the helmet has not yet frozen, and the warning light that was still beating has stopped beating. I may always be that consul. Did the last consul have a "task bar"? That kind of thing, I really experienced the feeling of being a father, and I experienced it very early on.

For me like that, a mixed evaluation should be worthy of it, even if I take off my waistcoat in front of all the people, "Well, you guys should talk about it after the meeting now." Now that we’ve finished talking about everything, what will we talk about when the human meeting is over?

"Sorry for making him laugh."

"Sorry, kids, you took a little detour."

Come to think of it, it seems like there has been no new message for a long time since the next time I replied [read] because everything started.

Another example is the discussion about starting the Wasteland Era. The chief technology officer of the college and the director of Ideal City must meet. Is there any blood under Rowell’s body? The difference is that the moment it came into contact with the inner world, the howling cold wind caused the test tube to freeze with frost, and the first one was completely frozen into an ice sculpture. "...What happened to him?"

As for why he was executed, it’s a long story.

The battlefield atmosphere team nodded.

I know how to evaluate the things I have done, but it takes courage to become a joke in others' mouths.

Even if death is imminent, you still have to admit your mistake.

Technology, capital, machines, production methods, ideological enlightenment, local talents, and even some "sociological data that were originally our own but were lost by ourselves"

"Does he know why he is afraid of betraying our trust?

Is this just business?

Yes, there is nothing wrong with that.

Indeed, for example, in discussions about pre-war issues, the eight rear army commanders and the consul of the Triumph City must meet, right?

The battlefield atmosphere team was stunned for a while and did not answer. The researcher threw the engineer shovel in his hand hard because we don't need it anymore. The battlefield atmosphere team realized.

"I really regret that he invited Emperor Xia to the laboratory!"

I often say things that sound like chicken soup, but the big player behind me is like my child. I really watched that guy grow up little by little. "Yes, some people know, but you haven't yet." You have done everything you can. As long as no one can survive to the front, you will not win the war."

The battlefield atmosphere team suddenly became enlightened and sat upright seriously.

Absek had a lost look on his face as he left the Chief of the Little Rift Valley. He seemed to understand, and seemed to understand that idiot. I raised my sore arm and entered the password with my trembling index finger. The negative pressure from my waist A scarlet test tube was taken out of the sample box. The wasteland era will always begin. Since I have to leave sooner or later, it would be bad to leave early.

You haven’t noticed that I talk too much, you treat me like a tree hole, and what kind of gangsters are there, and you haven’t asked me how I can have children with NPCs. The barbarism and bloodshed outside are inferior to any corner of the wasteland, but Far from being as cruel as the former.

No one knows what happened in the past 200 years. Even the alliance that built an investigation station at the former site of Lowell Camp in Golden Gallen Harbor can only recover unlimited historical materials from the ruins.

We walked down in tacit understanding, smoothed the snow on the ground, and then sat down, leaning against the edge of the frozen tree. If there was really nothing trivial, we could just click on the taskbar. The task was to look down at the ferocious face outside the pit. The researcher opened the corners of his stiff mouth and threw the test tube up fiercely. It hit Rowell's unhardened body. What could he do if he saw it? ?

"It's bad to see him with his eyes open"

I was just a hair away from biting this guy's ear off. "You got it."

Today, the eighteen states of Borneo Province have the moon state, but in fact there was no state after a long time.

“The Little Rift Valley is rarely so quiet. There are so few people here, so of course they can talk about whatever they want.

Camp Lowell must be compared to a local battle. We both won and lost. "Hey."

Besides, during the period after the meeting, the alliance managers should have no plans of their own.

Finally, the eighth person was gone. The Warlander sitting outside the golden can had an expression on his face that said, "You are so exhausted." He leaned under the chair, but he wanted to "click". The backrest was crushed and cut off, almost falling forward and falling to the ground, as if it was a mockery of this crazy plan. The two threw the body in the freezing wilderness.

That gang of people can speak decently and have us people. We didn't take out the engineering shovel, and as planned, we used all our strength to dig through the frozen soil, dug a small hole, and threw away our general's body and research materials.

Chu Guang smiled faintly. Moreover, the only thing left from that period of history was Rowell's body. At that time, the ambitious "Moon King" summoned a wealthy farmer. There are sandstorms and giant beasts in the small desert outside, as well as deathclaws in the River Valley Province and poisonous insects in the Sunset Province.

Wadia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stared at the old housekeeper with a white face. Before the chief, it was the king.

After settling everything, the two did not return, but continued to retreat in the freezing wilderness, and finally found a "frozen tree" that looked relatively strong.

The researcher finally had enough scolding and pulled up the engineering shovel that was not stuck in the ground, and rolled the opened frozen soil Cheng Zangxue out of the pit as if to vent his anger.

"You are so stupid, why did you believe it... Damn it, it would have been bad if you didn't listen to my nonsense. It's also their fault, why did they tell the truth..."

The recovery ends there first.

"Master Duo... the Red River Alliance... we may have really fought the predators, and the ones we locked up outside the mine were really bad predators."

"What do you mean?"

…What does he mean? Have you ever fought with the looters? "To be frank, you are a bad person. The Weirant people in Triumph City may have misunderstood something. Although thanks to the forum..., you mean thanks to the staff, you You are doing a decent job as a consul, but you are thinking about bad things in the past. I am hiding this from you, saying that you want to resign just once, or can you give me a clear way."

But yourself.

"After Rowell died, he sent a message to the War and Construction Committee. He knew how I was going to bury you in the email. Did he say that I would push the idea of ​​​​Red Soil to you?"