This Game is Too Real Chapter 189

   Chapter 189 Officers and Biologists

   The maintenance room of Vault 117.

   Holding a cup of hot water to warm her body, the woman who finally figured out the situation calmed down and looked at the two guards sitting behind the long table.

   "May I see your manager?"

   The two guards looked at each other.

   The older one looked at her cautiously and said.

   "We will report this matter to the manager... Could you please explain your identity, are you a resident here?"

   "Hya, Ph.D. in Bioengineering, from Wasteland Age 190... You should not be a refugee person."

   The guard nodded.

   "I really am not, the two blue jackets that brought you here just now are, but the manager treats us equally."

  Hya's expression suddenly became tense.

   "Are you Torch?"

  The two guards looked blank.

   "torch?"

"what is that……"

   Seeing the reaction of the two guards, Heya breathed a sigh of relief, her tensed shoulders slowly relaxed, and she leaned back on the chair.

   she muttered.

   "It's nothing... it's better not to be."

Too.

   Twenty years have passed.

  The older guard frowned, looked at her and said.

"what are you saying?"

  Heya paused and said.

   "I will explain the situation to your manager later. This is my obligation... Speaking of which, what is your serial number?"

  “404.”

  404?

  Hya's expression was a little dazed.

   Does Qingquan City have this number?

   She thought that the vicinity of 117 should be 116 or 115...

   On the other side, Changchang Farm.

   Discuss my problem?

   Hearing this sentence, Vanus' expression suddenly became tense,

   However, Chu Guang's next sentence made him feel a little more relaxed.

"The expedition has failed, your General Klaas has been killed, and now the war is over, you can write to your family. You only need to pay a ransom of 2 million dinars for our losses in the war, You can go back and forth from anywhere.”

   Hearing this number, Vanus almost choked on his own saliva and coughed dryly.

   "My lord, even if I sold all my property, I would not be able to scrape together so much money."

  2000 dinars can buy a able-bodied slave, 2 million dinars is 1000 slaves.

   And the slaves mentioned here are not those cloned fast-moving consumer goods, but those survivors men and women who have full lifespans and can work.

  1000 slaves…

   At least he has to be a captain who owns a "fief" to have such strong financial resources.

   He can make up to 200,000 at most, and this is still under the condition that he has emptied his entire family.

   No surprise to Vanus' answer,

   "As an alternative, I need to train a group of recruits here, do me a favor, I can give you a discount on the ransom."

  Vanus froze for a moment.

   Training recruits?

……I?

   Seeing that he did not speak, Chu Guang continued.

   "Any questions?"

   "No, my lord...Thank you very much for your trust," after a pause, Vanus said, "May I know the reason?"

  Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"As you should have heard, a huge horde of marauders is on the rise. Maybe early next year, if not, maybe we'll meet before the winter ends. If you don't want another barbarian to be your master, Better come up with something real."

"I'll give you ten, and if the training goes well, I'll give you ten percent off your ransom, then ten more, and so on. If you're doing well, maybe I'll just waive your ransom. Whether you can go home early or not depends on your own performance."

  Vanus' Adam's apple moved, and complex expressions changed in his eyes.

   There are surprises, disbeliefs, and other emotions that are difficult to express.

   He nodded slightly and said respectfully.

   "At your disposal, my lord."

   He suddenly understood.

   That man, why can he gain the loyalty of so many people from the bottom of his heart.

   Looking at the obedient Vanus, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

   "Go down."

"Yes."

   After Vanus left.

   Jiuli, who was standing aside, looked at Chu Guang nervously.

   "Sir, are you sure you want to make the Legion's instructors?"

  In the central and even northern parts of the River Valley Province, these people with the bulge in the middle of the bridge of the nose are synonymous with demons and the source of plagues and disasters.

   He couldn't trust a legionnaire, let alone a mid-level officer in the legion.

   As for Wrench and Luca, they didn't feel anything. The Legion's people were almost invisible in the southern river valley province, and they hated the local predators and mutants even more.

  Although it's a little odd to have a captive as an instructor, they themselves were captives and serf-borns of marauders.

   Besides, this is the judgment of the manager, and they have no doubt that his decision is correct.

   Looking at Jiuli, whose eyes were full of distrust, Chu Guang said bluntly.

"Why not? They are our enemies on the battlefield, but they can also be worthy of wooing outside the battlefield. The legion's power is not in the River Valley Province, and we will not have a direct conflict for a long time. We The contradictions between them can't be said to be a **** feud. Besides, he has reformed well during this time. Since he can be recognized by the workers, I think he should be given a chance. "

The tactics of the    Legion are worth learning from. Chu Guang needs an instructor to train a group of junior officers who are proficient in logistics, light infantry tactics, positional warfare, and mobile warfare.

   Vanus, who had received military education since childhood and was a mid-level legion, was undoubtedly a suitable candidate.

   It is unrealistic to let prisoners lead troops, but there is no problem in giving lectures and training to "NPCs". The only thing that needs to be overcome is the psychological barrier.

  In large-scale battles, the NPCs and players must cooperate organically to maximize the combat effectiveness of the players.

   Sooner or later they will meet stronger opponents than the Marauders.

   Of course, that's what he said, but it doesn't mean that Chu Guang completely trusts that guy.

   After that, Chu Guang will arrange two guards who are loyal enough to go in and serve as supervisors while learning the experience. If it is found that this guy has any intentions, or does some superfluous things, those survivors who regard themselves as saviors will report to themselves as soon as possible.

   When the time comes, Chu Guang will naturally handle it.

   "...I am here, identity is not important at all, it is true for anyone."

   "I hope you remember."

   This sentence is not only for Vanus, but also for the refugee representative.

   Jiuli's shoulders shook slightly.

   Even though he still couldn't trust that legionnaire, he lowered his head.

   "Yes, my lord."

  After the rest of the people withdrew, Chu Guang left Luka alone and learned about the recent situation of Changchang Farm.

   In general, the naturalization of refugees is progressing smoothly. Nearly 20 refugees who have obtained jobs have been allowed to enter the farm.

   These included two butchers, three tanners, and artisans such as carpenters, tailors, and masons.

   There are nearly 50 other workers, and the formalities are still in process.

The    refugee camp is just a buffer. Chu Guang did not intend to keep those refugees at the east gate all the time, and let them stay there just to avoid chaos.

   Anyone can enter Long-Term Farm and become a legally settled resident as long as they prove their worth through work.

   After listening to Luca's report, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

   "The number of refugees seems to have increased recently."

   Luca said respectfully.

   "Yes, my lord, in the past week, there have been more than 20 people in three batches. This does not include the Frostspear you just met and his 50-odd people."

   It seems that the days of turmoil have indeed brought a lot of trouble to the survivors of the River Valley Province.

  Especially that bone-chewing tribe...

  Chu Guang's fist clenched slightly.

   At this moment, the signal light of the VM he was wearing on his arm suddenly flashed.

With a slight movement in   's heart, Chu Guang immediately opened the VM's screen.

  The message was sent by Xiaoqi.

   "Master, Vault 117 seems to have found a living person?"

   Seeing this line of news, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

   "A living person?!"

  Xiaoqi: "Yes... Her name is Heya, she claims to be a resident of Vault 117, and said she has something important to talk to you face to face."

   Looking at the text sent by Xiaoqi, Chu Guang has not recovered from his surprise when three lines of light blue pop-up windows suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

【mission completed. 】

  【The permission of the B3 floor of Vault 404 has been unlocked! 】

  【Please check the administrator in time! 】

   I didn't expect my little players to be so powerful.

  Chu Guang originally thought that it would take two or three days for them to hide the remaining 10% - the map, but didn't expect to use it for 24 hours?

   This is too strong!

   How did you do it?

  I didn't rush to open the B3 floor, I wouldn't run there anyway.

   Chu Guang, who returned to the outpost, followed the guards to the reception room and saw the old popsicle who was said to be from 20 years ago.

   "Sir, it's her."

"I see."

   motioned the guards to leave, and Chu Guang sat down opposite her.

   His eyes fell on the striking white hair, Chu Guang thought for a while, and asked an irrelevant question.

   "Your silver hair is... born?"

"DNA defect, I heard that it was just a minor illness before the war, but unfortunately I was born in a shelter... But that's not the point," the lady took a deep breath and stretched out her right hand to Chu Guang, "Please allow me to introduce myself. Now, my name is Heya, the resident of Vault 117...probably the only surviving registered resident."

  Chu Guang noticed that she emphasized the status of a registered resident.

   Could it be that there are still black households?

   However, none of these things mattered to him.

   The point is her hair, it looks like an SSSR card!

   If this is stuffed into the Alpha 0.9 update, wouldn't it be appropriate not to blow a wave of planning, Dad's awesomeness?

  Yin Fang's shoes finally don't have to worry about someone harassing him, and soon he can feel the feeling of falling out of favor.

   There is no creature that loves the new and hates the old more than the player.

   noticed an odd pair of eyes looking at himself

   cleared his throat, Chu Guang put on a serious expression, looked at her and said.

   "Chu Guang, the manager of Vault 404, I have confirmed your identity from my assistant. I want to know what happened to you."

   buried the tip of her nose between her palms, Heya took a deep breath, raised her head and said to Chu Guang.

   "A disaster, it might take a while to get the whole thing right."

   "It's okay, the most important thing in the wasteland is time."

"you're right."

A helpless smile appeared on   's face, she brewed her emotions for a moment, and said slowly.

   "For you, this was more than 20 years ago, but for me, it seems like it happened yesterday..."

   As introduced in the publicity, Vault 117 is a community-based shelter, and in principle, there are no refrigerated dormancy facilities.

   This type of facility mainly serves some residents who are unwilling to accept frozen dormancy and wish to stay with their families, as well as those who are unwell and allergic to cryogens and thawing agents.

   After all, although the freezing and dormancy technology has come out, the longest freezing period is only 50 years. No one can guarantee that there will be no side effects for the dormancy in centuries.

   Rather than spending a terrified life in an unpredictable future, some people are more willing to spend the last good time in a shelter with their family, and then hand over the future to the future.

  After the war broke out, a total of 100 residents entered the shelter. Among them were teachers, doctors, professors, business executives, lawyers, etc., all of them were elites with higher education. After entering the shelter, they also performed their respective duties as planned, continuing the utopia for a long time.

   However, in the face of time, nothing lasts forever.

  As the first newborn falls to the ground and the eldest comes to an end, the survivors of the old era inevitably usher in old age and death.

  Mathematical models can only predict macro samples, but cannot predict love. Even if all survivors were well educated and the population was consciously controlled, the population was still growing much faster than expected, and space and resources ended up in a crisis that led to divisions.

  Some residents of the new generation believe that they can only wait to die if they stay here, and they cannot see any hope in the future, so they must go out from here.

   They call themselves the Torch, hoping to promote the transformation of the sanctuary, carrying the tools left to them by the pre-war civilization, and fulfilling their future mission ahead of schedule.

   However, another part of the older residents believes that the outside world is worse than here, and there is only a dead end. They should wait patiently for the pre-set years to arrive, pass on the knowledge to the next generation, and then open the doors to the new era as planned.

The    disagreement deteriorated rapidly in the 180th year of the Wasteland Era, and the fuse was a member of the Torch who opened the door without authorization and saved a wasteland child.

   His name is Wang Yi.

   The young children are very smart and eager to learn. Under the care of the torches, they soon became the core figures of the "Torch" organization.

In the 190th year of the Wasteland Age, a rebellion broke out, and many people died. The most serious thing was that the reactor fuel rods were damaged. Even if 10,000 were reluctant, the then manager, Seventh Willard, had to compromise and open the door. Refuge, and promised the torches that as long as they found the fuel rods, they would be given a portion of the pre-war stockpile to carry out their mission.

   Vault 117 will be closed again as planned, and will continue to wait for the planned time.

   Regrettably, however, the torches did not keep their promise, they blocked the gate of the sanctuary and forced Seventh Willard to hand over the remaining black boxes.

   Due to the lack of fuel, the full circulation system could no longer be maintained, and the remaining people had to enter the emergency shelter.

   There are twenty dormant pods stored there.

   In order to give the opportunity to others, the manager, Seventh Willard, chose one person to stay.

   After hearing all the stories, Chu Guang couldn't help but ask.

   "How old was that Seventh Willard... how old did he live?"

  Heya looked blank, shook her head and said.

   "I don't know, I just remember that he seems to have lived a long time."

All right.

  Chu Guang let go of this question.

   "But the others died anyway."

  Hya nodded.

   "Yes, most of our ancestors were unwell with cryo-dormancy technology. In fact, strictly speaking, I am too, but I am not the same as them."

   said, Heya showed her arm to Chu Guang.

   A silver trace could be seen on her pulse.

  Chu Guang frowned.

   "Prosthetic transformation?"

  Hya nodded.

   "Because of DNA defects, my prosthetic transformation rate reached 79%. Basically, the organs you can name are replaced by bionic organs. I think... This may be the reason why I survived."

   clenched the armrest with both hands, Chu Guang asked immediately.

   "How did you make bionic organs?"

   Hyja explained.

"The black box, the product of the Ark Project, is a very magical thing. You only need to input a few basic raw materials to get a preset product. Our black box is mainly for the production of bionic organs, but they are basically all In that rebellion, it was snatched by the torchbearers."

   Hearing that he was taken away, Chu Guang felt a pain in his heart.

   It's okay to be robbed, but it was still twenty years ago.

   Even if you can find it, it's hard to say whether it can be used!

   "Then what are your plans next?"

  Heya looked blank and shook her head.

"I don't know, but the manager explained to us that if anyone survives, go to other shelters and tell them our story. By the way, there is a power armor in the manager's office, and he also said that it can help We're busy-"

   "I've recycled, including his VM."

   Looking at the confused child, Chu Guang continued.

   "If you don't have a place to go, why don't you join us, we just need an expert in biology."

  Heya was stunned for a moment, and nodded lightly.

   "I have no opinion, although my research may not help you..."

   Speaking of this, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression became a little embarrassed.

   "By the way, there is something, I don't know if I can ask you."

  The helpful Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "Tell me, what's the matter."

  Heya smiled shyly and said politely.

   "That...can you lend me some DNA? I want to study it."

  Chu Guang: "???"

   At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

   "Please come in."

   The door opened.

   The deputy captain of the guard force, Liu Ding, walked quickly into the reception room and said with a serious face.

   "Master Manager, there is a plane coming from the south."

airplane?

  Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, his eyes were instantly serious, and he stood up suddenly.

   "You bring a few people over, and I'll be there later!"

   (左! The internet was disconnected just now, I used a hotspot to upload it)

   (end of this chapter)

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