This Game is Too Real Chapter 347

  Chapter 347 Aviation Fuel is a Big Problem

  Official website forum.

   The members of the Niu Ma team who went offline early, chat in the gossip section.

The reason was the reply from the Ye Shi brothers under the announcement on the official website, which was accidentally seen by an acquaintance. In order to justify that he was not giving it for nothing, but because the difficulty of the map was designed to be too outrageous, he opened a post in the gossip section, describing how dangerous the situation was at that time. .

   Just when Ye Shizheng said that thousands of drones were besieging them in the building, and how he fought and retreated to cover the evacuation of his teammates, Gu Feng's ID suddenly appeared in the post.

   Gusty Wind: "I just wondered if it would be too boring for you to come down alone, but I didn't expect you to blow on the official website. (Squint eyes

  The Tyrannosaurus Warrior has turned black: "Hahaha! I know it's fake!"

  Yes, little rebel: "I expected it! None of these Europeans are reliable!"

   The post was swiped by the reply post with laughter.

  Although 90% of the people who are pouring water on the forum have never entered the game, it does not prevent them from booing.

  These nasty European emperors!

   Eat my spear!

   Of course, Ye Shi ignored the ridicule of the cloud players. With a flick of his index finger, he changed the display settings to "Only view the feedback from the beta testers".

   This is a new function developed by Guangge in previous versions.

  The world is instantly clean.

  Yaju, pretending nothing happened, continued typing.

   "Fuck?! Wind? Why did you come down?"

   Gale: "After we recovered Luo Yu's VM, we were going to return along the same route, but when we left the building, we encountered a large number of evolutionary entities..."

   The gust of wind briefly described the situation at that time.

   Not long after they left the building, dozens of slime mold-infested bipedal robots were eyeing them.

  These droids have had their weapon systems disabled, but the mutated slime molds have given them a new weapon—tentacles.

   Then there are "snails" that use maglev cars as snail shells, and "sludge monsters" that look uglier than Zach fill the entire alley.

   In comparison, what gnaws and crawlers are simply weak!

   Same as those "Slime Mushroom Drones".

  The combat mode of most slime mold fruiting bodies can be summarized as three stages: "rush into the target", "melee melee combat", and "eat organ bite".

   Part of the evolutionary body with maternal characteristics can assimilate the "heresy" into their own units by injecting spores into the "heresy" body.

   Very few aliens rely on "corrosive liquid" or "self-destruction" to damage the target, but most of these aliens exist in the form of traps and have poor mobility.

   These fighting methods may sound a bit primitive, but it is this primitive fighting method that caused great trouble for the squads deep inside the Third Ring Road.

   The vitality of the slime mold xenogeneic is outrageously strong, and the HP is more than one zero more than the player's.

After    merged with the high-tech products of the Prosperity Era, those "evolutionary bodies" have acquired powerful hard protection capabilities and a way of maneuvering beyond ordinary things.

   And this has also led to those evolutionary bodies all being like Origin Warriors, each with an unbelievably strong combat power.

   "...Anyway, luckily we didn't encounter a monster wearing power armor like the Rotten Knight. We hurried to the evacuation point immediately after recovering the mission items."

   "However, there was an accident on the way back, and the athletic ability of the intelligence department is still a little weak... Well, that's the basic situation."

   Compared with Ye Shi's exaggerated narrative style, the physics professor's words are more reliable. It's just that Gu Feng only understated the specific cause of his death and refused to elaborate.

  Luoyu: "Hey, it's too miserable."

  Ye Ten: "Then your manipulator..."

   Gale: "I asked Fang Chang to chop off my arm."

  Ye Shi: "Brilliant!"

   Although it is a basic operation, being able to say such words with a calm face is also very strong in a sense...

   At this moment, the ID of quitting smoking suddenly appeared

   "Good guy, it's alright for you all to talk about hundreds of floors!"

  Ye Shi: "Damn! Why did your physique system come down?"

   quit smoking: "Hey, don't mention it. I touched the corpse with a cheap hand, but the thing was not cold enough, and it rushed over, and I was gone!"

   Gale: "…"

   Quit smoking: "Cough, don't worry... Lao Bai and Fang Chang should be fine, we were not far from the evacuation point at that time."

   Gufeng: "Hey, my requirements are not high... It's enough to have one person alive."

   Gu Feng, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help but pray for his teammates this time.

  Experience doesn't matter, but the equipment must not explode.

   Being diligent and thrifty is a trait that every “Wasteland Online” player has in common.

   In fact, it's not that players don't want to waste it, the key is that there is no such condition.

   A mass-produced product like the LD-47 assault rifle is fine. If it breaks, just buy one. However, some weapons with the prefix [rare] or even [special] don't know where to buy them when they explode!

  The saying of dog planning is that deciding whether to use high-value equipment considering the risks of the task is also a part of the game itself.

   The post quickly went wrong.

   Seeing that the T0 combat power of the whole server was abused so badly by the aliens in the third ring line, the players in the post and the cloud players started a new debate.

Is the future of the    version in "genetic enhancement" or "mechanical ascension"...

   Just when the discussion in the post was lively, the two surviving members of the Niu Ma team finally returned to Dawn City under the **** of Brother Edge and his teammates.

   This time the harvest is quite amazing.

  The Niu Ma team not only brought back the VM of the missing pilot, the tissue samples of the mutant slime mold in the Third Ring Road of Qingquan City, but also brought back a large number of illustrations and wrecks of the evolutionary body!

   Especially the latter.

   can not only enrich the setting set of the official website of "Wasteland OL", let cloud players eat more cakes, but also provide a lot of research materials for the scientific research team.

  The remains of those evolved bodies are like living fossils.

   They use their bodies to record the form and working methods of high-tech products in the era of prosperity.

   This is undoubtedly a huge help for the new alliance whose scientific research relies entirely on archaeology!

  Because Yin Fang was repairing fuel rods in Xizhou City, and people could not come back for a while, Chu Guang temporarily sent these samples to the medical laboratory and handed them over to Heya for research.

   On Yin Fang's side, Chu Guang asked him to help analyze the data of the pilot VM.

   Chu Guang always felt a little strange about Luo Yu's crash.

  Especially based on the description of the pilot himself on the forum, it convinced him of his guess.

   That glider did not crash by accident.

   was shot down by something...

   Without waiting for a long time, Yin Fang quickly completed the analysis of the data.

On the    communication channel, he said.

   "Let you guess right, your small plane was indeed shot down, and it was killed by weapons like EMP."

  EMP? !

  The glider made of wood?

  The expression on Chu Guang's face was full of weirdness.

   Reasonable.

   As for the plane made by mosquitoes, the structure is too simple to be simple.

  Except for the battery and a few dashboards that are a little technical, the degree of electronics of the rest of the components is almost zero.

   As we all know, in the absence of anti-electromagnetic pulse protection, the smaller the electronic device is, the stronger the killing effect of the electromagnetic pulse is.

   For those thick, brick-like "Big Brothers" and old-fashioned radios, EMPs are pretty limited.

   Not to mention the wooden airplane designed by Mosquito.

   "Are you sure you read it right?"

   "I'm sure, and very sure, that if I can make a mistake with the data written in the 'black box', I've been living in vain for more than 20 years."

   After a pause, Yin Fang continued, "Although it sounds strange, from the data traces of the VM, the time of encountering the electromagnetic pulse almost matches the time of the strong impact."

   "It is reasonable to speculate that it should be the electromagnetic pulse that caused the signal positioning element of the VM to fail. Due to the low visibility of the environment, the pilot lost his judgment on the direction, and eventually a crash occurred."

   "...That's true." A trace of solemnity was written on Chu Guang's face.

  If the cause of the crash was an EMP attack, there are only two possibilities left.

  Either it was an evolutionary body within the Third Ring Road, or the old iron of Boulder City gave him a rocket.

   The latter is unlikely.

   After all, using electromagnetic pulse weapons to fight modern equipment is equivalent to using nuclear bombs as fireworks.

   And it doesn't necessarily work.

   But if it's evolution...

  Chu Guang couldn't imagine how those mutant slime molds did it.

   Seeing that Chu Guang did not speak, Yin Fang continued to talk about his own views.

"…Honestly, I'm getting more and more impressed by those pesky slime molds. Whether it's the parasites on Bucky, or the power armor and tanks that appear in the tide, the ability of those slime molds to learn and adapt to the environment is displayed. , even gave me a kind of…”

   Having said this, Yin Fang was stuck for a while, as if he was thinking about which word to use.

  Chu Guang could probably guess what he wanted to say, but he asked anyway.

   "A kind of what?"

   "A sense of...they fit the planet better than us."

   After a pause, Yin Fang continued in an uncertain tone.

   "Didn't you find it? We are archaeological, and they are actually archaeological, although in a completely different way from us, but in fact they are indeed drawing nutrients from our ancestors."

"The first-generation evolutionary body still needs to rely on foreign objects to strengthen itself. For example, the rotten knight we encountered before, its power comes from the armor that wraps it. Although it is difficult to deal with, the number of power armors It's limited, and one solution is one less."

   "However, in the second generation, they no longer need to rely on foreign objects, but can derive a copycat version of 'power armor' by themselves, and reproduce on a large scale... You should know what I'm talking about."

  Chu Guang said thoughtfully.

   "You mean 'tyrant'?"

   The name that made countless wastelanders talk about it.

   Even the Awakened can get tricky in a one-on-one situation. Ordinary 7mm bullets are difficult to cause effective damage to it at all, and large-caliber light and heavy "riding guns" can be used to deal with it at medium and long distances, but there are almost no particularly effective means at close range.

   Yin Fang on the other end of the communication channel nodded.

   "Exactly!"

   According to previous research in medical laboratories, tyrants can be seen as two fruiting entities.

   The inner fruiting body is shaped like an underdeveloped gnawing, while the outer fruiting body is a **** armor with self-healing function.

  Although the imitation is quite poor, many similarities can prove that the tyrant evolved from the "rotten knight".

   "…The tyrant is the most typical example, we can find the correlation between behavior, sociology and biology between the knight of decay and the tyrant at the same time."

"This huge 'hive' has evolved tens of thousands of evolutionary bodies to realize the division of labor in society. Although they imitate us poorly, it is only now, and historical experience tells us that the Development is from immaturity to maturity.”

   "I can't even imagine what it will be like in a century, and what the third generation of evolutionary bodies will be like."

   "Unlike mutants who gave up being human, they are becoming us, assimilating us, and trying to replace us."

  Yin Fang sighed lightly.

   "This is the most chilling..."

  Dawn City Industrial Zone, a factory of goblin technology.

   Mosquito sitting on a pile of parts and blackboards, and his four self-taught "apprentices", still losing their hair for the tasks given to them by the manager.

  If you want to break through the speed limit, you must first solve the problem of the engine.

  The ideal situation is to directly apply the turbojet.

   However, even the simple structure of the turbojet has to include the compressor, the combustion chamber and the turbine.

  The working temperature of fan blades and compressor blades is not harsh, and A3 aluminum alloy can be used directly, but turbine blades have to be paid attention to.

  The working temperature of thousands of degrees will greatly reduce the strength of steel and titanium, so nickel can only be selected.

   However, even single crystal nickel alloys run the risk of melting under hot working conditions, so tiny internal channels and holes are often cast into the blades.

  This is a complex process, which not only has extremely strict requirements on the material itself, but also on the casting process.

  Fortunately, the No. 81 factory said that it can help find a way to solve the problem of the engine blades.

   It's unrealistic to get the MiG's engine out, but you can still try to get a MiG's grandfather-"Ta183" out.

   Sufficient numbers of long-endurance jet missiles—or jets, at least—can give the new alliance a slight advantage in the air.

  The help of friends and businessmen is undoubtedly a happy event for Goblin Technology.

  The blades can be made, and the trouble they encounter on turbojet engines can be reduced by at least half.

However…

   Before Mosquitoes could be happy, they immediately realized a problem more serious than the engine.

   They have no fuel!

   There are many options for aerospace fuels in reality.

   But this is wasteland.

  The oilseeds of the new alliance are mainly produced from the Camus tree plantation, however this biomass oil is too "light" and lacks highly branched isoparaffins.

  It is no problem to use it as an industrial raw material. After all, the new alliance industry does not have a strict demand for isoparaffins. As for processing into general fuel, it can also be accepted. After all, even if this thing is not processed, it can be ignited with an atomizer.

   But jet fuel is not so easy to fool.

  The most critical component of aviation kerosene is multi-branched isoparaffin, followed by a series of problems such as sulfur content and impurities.

   Even if the calorific value and density requirements of the fuel are reduced, there is no process for refining biomass oil into aviation fuel at all.

  Because there is no such species as "cam tree" in reality, there is no place to copy homework.

  Biomass oil itself belongs to the frontier field of energy saving and emission reduction research. Although there are many "staged achievements" and PPT, I have not heard of any company that can replace oil fields with oil crops and solve the problems of carbon emissions and industrial raw materials at the same time.

   Oil grown from the ground?

   And this good thing? !

  If there is such a thing in reality.

  The whole world has to go crazy!

   Just when everyone wanted to break their heads and couldn't think of a solution, Chasing Soul suddenly spoke and broke the silence.

   "How about... let's try solid fuel? Like burning coal?"

   The dead man sitting next to him suddenly lit up.

   "You mean Lipisch P13A?"

   Killing God said excitedly.

   "Brother cow! I have seen that thing!"

   Although it is in the game.

   Quanjia, who was sitting beside him, shook his head and picked up the chalk from the ground.

   "Stop talking nonsense, is that thing a ramjet?"

   said, he simply drew a structure diagram on the blank space of the blackboard, which seemed to be simpler than the turbojet.

   But only a little bit.

"This thing is still a concept so far. Although it has been turned out and studied, it has become a breakthrough point for N times the speed of sound aircraft, but the problem of thermal barrier has not been solved. In addition, insufficient fuel calorific value is also a big problem. As for P13A ...that thing is a blueprint machine, it has never been on the battlefield, and it is a mystery whether it has been made."

   Mosquito gave him a strange look.

   "Didn't you work in a drone factory?"

   persuaded the fight and smiled embarrassedly.

   "Hey, hobby... what does it matter, your family also runs a furniture factory."

   Mosquito said hurriedly.

   "I really run a furniture factory!"

   Persuaded Jia to be happy and said with a smile.

   "I didn't say you weren't."

  Although the problem is still unresolved, the atmosphere of discussion is always lively.

  Everyone, you put forward ideas one by one, even if many of them are unrealistic ideas, but it is still better than watching the passage of time in silence.

   Just then, there was a knock at the door.

   Mosquito got up and walked over to open the door, but standing at the door was an NPC guard.

   Seeing this black uniform, Mosquito froze for a moment, and blurted out a sentence subconsciously.

   "We didn't do it."

  The guard was also stunned, confused.

   "What...you didn't do it?"

   Noticing the confused look on the guard's face, Mosquito immediately realized that he had misunderstood, so he coughed awkwardly.

   "Nothing... I'm used to it, hehe."

   Every time the guards come to the door, it's not a good thing. Either something blows up, or something burns.

   He was almost conditioned.

   The guard stared at the mosquito suspiciously for a while, but didn't say anything, and handed out the package in his hand.

   "Someone asked me to bring this package to you."

   "The package for me? Who?" Mosquito took the package in confusion.

"A little girl, about this height... She has blond hair, she didn't leave a name, she just told me to send this package to Goblin Technology." After speaking, the guard made a rough gesture of her height, about one meter. Like five or six.

   Mosquito immediately guessed who it was and said suddenly.

   "Oh oh oh, is that Pai? Thanks!"

"You're welcome."

After the    package was delivered, the guard did not stop here, and left after completing the task given by the manager.

  The door closed.

  Mosquito carried the package and returned to his disciples proudly.

   A gift from NPC!

   Of course you have to show it off at times like this!

   The four animals really found what he was holding, and the killing **** came over first and asked curiously.

   "What are you holding."

   Mosquitoes laughed.

   "Remember that little girl yesterday?"

   Soul Chaser was surprised.

   "Pay?"

   Mosquito shook the package in his hand proudly.

   "Gift to me."

   When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they were shocked.

   "What the hell?"

   "You beast!"

   Mosquito rolled his eyes.

   "Fuck off! How vulgar! Can't you worship Lao Tzu's profound knowledge and want to worship me as a teacher?"

   Killing God retched.

   "I vomited so much."

  Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Mosquito opened the package.

   However, when he saw what was inside, he was stunned.

  I saw a glass bottle filled with transparent liquid inside the package.

   He held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, Mosquito's expression was a little confused.

   "What the **** is this?"

   Soul Chaser rolled his eyes.

   "Aren't you very knowledgeable?"

   "What the NPC gave you should be some kind of quest item... Would you like to take a drink?" Persuaded and instigated.

   Honestly, mosquitoes really have this plan.

   But you have to smell it before drinking it.

   However, when he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and just put his nose in, the stench that penetrated into his nostrils made his eyebrows twitch instantly.

   "Fuck!"

  What stinks!

   (end of this chapter)

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