This Game is Too Real Chapter 392

   Chapter 392 Embrace Evolution

   "I'm sorry about your friend, sorry... It's a pity that I only inherited part of the authority, otherwise I can help you find her."

   In the old radio, the low and hoarse voice was still the same as before, but the intermittent gasping seemed to have added a new injury.

not only that.

   In the noisy current sound, there seemed to be a few more metal bumps than before.

  According to Yong's statement, many things happened when the management authority of Vault 79 was handed over. In addition, the shelter was in disrepair, and the security system of many rooms failed.

   In short, trespassing into an unauthorized area may trigger an alarm system, causing the door to automatically lock.

   After being lost for so long, there is still no news, 80% of them are bad luck.

   If you hadn't read Si Si's post on the forum, everyone would have believed his nonsense.

   "Let's put our friends' affairs aside for now...Are you really okay?" Sesame paste holding the radio whispered.

   "I'm fine... A few mice entered the office, and I've dealt with them."

   That reluctant voice was somewhat insincere.

   lightly coughed twice, he suddenly realized something, and then said.

   "...Wait a minute, what do you mean by putting aside your friends? Did you listen to what I said just now? She may have had an accident..."

   "I heard," Tail, who had not spoken, made a painful expression on his face, and there were actually tears in his eyes, "We will miss Sisi!"

   "Me too!" Rourou raised his hand, but his face was serious.

   It's not like mourning, it's like swearing.

  Sesame paste showed a troubled expression, and nodded in disbelief.

   "I too... will miss Miss Sis."

   It's really hard not to be online for three days, but to say sadness...not at all.

  If her good friend is AFK, of course she will feel a little lonely and sad.

However, every day when she goes offline, she can see Sisi serializing the experiment log of Vault 79 from the game on the forum. At this moment, instead of feeling any sadness, she has to hold back her laughter. sound.

   There was a murmur flowing quietly in the radio, and she could probably feel the ignorance and speechlessness that was flowing quietly.

   She suddenly felt a little distressed that this was an NPC.

   is like the script kills the DM in the shop.

  Although they have played their roles very carefully, it is obviously impossible to expect players to be like them...

   In this quiet silence, the three walked to the end of the tunnel, where is the entrance of the copy.

   The continuous gunfire has been far, far away, and the Death Corps has pushed the progress of the strategy to the end.

  The building blocking the front of the research area has completely turned into the lair of Death Claws. Scales and excrement from molting can be seen everywhere, and it has completely transformed into the shape of Death Claws.

  Before the player came to visit, the ecological environment of No. 79 underground city has been in a state of dynamic balance.

   Being at the top of the food chain, no creature has ever invaded the lair of Death Claw.

   At this moment, this balance was torn to shreds.

  The players of the power system were wearing KV-1 welded steel plates in the front row, holding the chainsaw in their hands to prevent the death claw from detouring from the side.

  The player with the assault rifle followed closely, and the fierce firepower suppressed the death claw to the death.

  The orange-yellow projectile opened up a dense and airtight net between the narrow corridors, and only roars and miserable howls could pass through the net.

   The players in the back row set up a 20mm light lance, and when they saw the opportunity, they fired an armor-piercing incendiary projectile.

   With the tacit cooperation of the players, the positions of the hunter and the prey were completely reversed.

   "Brothers, work harder!"

   "Rush!"

"Awesome!"

   "Then what, can we change the slogan to be more flavorful?"

  "? What slogan can taste better than these two?"

"???two?"

  The corridors were filled with blood, and the air was mixed with the smell of burnt paste and the pungent smell of gunpowder.

   Exhausted people carried the injured people down from the front line, and soon a wave of young players eager to try came up.

   In the corridor less than 20 meters from the front line, a group of players who have just come down from the front line are sitting on the ground.

  Looking at the two scars on his chest that could almost see bones, the construction site boy and Brick said cursing while bandaging themselves.

   "Damn... I almost died."

   The drum shampoo machine sitting next to him wiped off his sweat and complained.

   "How many dead claws are there?"

"Ghost knows..." The construction site boy and Zhuan muttered, "But fortunately, the space here is narrow, and the large monsters can't be displayed. It has to wear molds like some other game, and it's impossible to play! Raise the dead claw, I think those savages are more difficult to deal with!"

   is completely different from encountering in the wilderness.

   Here, the adult dead claw has completely become the meat on the chopping board, and the juvenile dead claw will be more dangerous.

  With his countless hunting experiences, the Polypod might be a little more difficult to entangle here.

  The kind of mollusks covered with tactile hands and hands are extremely strong, and even if they take a shuttle of a rifle with their face, they can still jump forward and continue to crawl.

  The "hexagonal warrior" like Death Claw is really suitable for the jungle and city.

   Especially in cities.

  The claw of death in adulthood is a terrifying existence that can hunt down evolutionary bodies and destroy the awakened squad...

   Debt Big Eyes, who was sitting on the ground panting, suddenly said.

   "I suddenly realized... this is a good place to be a fish pond."

   The construction site boy and Brick were stunned.

   "Fish pond? What do you mean?"

   "It means fishing!"

   Seeing that my good brother was still at a loss, he took a deep breath and continued talking.

"Isn't there a psychic interferometer at the resurrection point? That thing can be used to domesticate alien species. We encountered a dead claw outside before, either we couldn't win, or we won and let the other side run away, it doesn't exist here. This problem, there is only two ends of a corridor, there is nowhere to run...hehe."

   Hearing these words, the players sitting on the side were stunned.

   "Fuck?! Are you catching Pokémon?"

   "Awesome... The intelligence department is about to rise the **** again?"

   "Hey, I'm not a human being," Bianbian sighed, "The whole sequence is being strengthened, but the perception system has not been touched... Is this so reasonable?!"

  The drum shampoo can't help but say.

   "Agreed, since the switchblade came out, the intelligence department has been so outrageous, no matter whether others use guns or knives, they have to rush to fight. This force never goes to the front line, and the output is vulgar in the back, and the DPS is not low."

   "Cut a knife."

   Seeing everyone clamoring to cut a knife, the debtor's big eyes couldn't help rolling his eyes.

   "You guys, are you too embarrassed to say it? Which sequence is the younger brother in the entire Alpha version? Just a few stronger versions... What's wrong with letting me feel good?"

   Can't you just hope for the good of your brother?

  The construction site boy and Brick looked at the ceiling and muttered: "Cut a knife, please, plan to dominate."

   Debt Eyes: "@#%@!"

  Although it's just a joke, but thinking about it, it seems interesting to think of this place as a breeding base for Death Claws.

  The play style of pet flow has been around for a long time, but it has not become mainstream.

   One of the main reasons is that the cost of raising a pet is too high, and a dead pet cannot be resurrected.

  Raising a death claw is better than raising a strength animal. The latter is at least cheap, and it will not feel distressed when it dies. Anyway, it will be alive again after three days.

   But if there is a fish pond that can stabilize SSSR, then the situation is completely different.

   A death claw with autonomous combat awareness is much stronger than a drone that needs to be controlled in real time.

   Just when the wounded who had retreated from the front line were making bad ideas, everyone from the White Bear Knights came over from the empty corridor.

  The tail riding on Rourou's shoulder waved his hand and greeted him from a distance.

   "Oh, brothers, how is the progress of the strategy?"

   The edge stroked the water and raised his head in response.

   "There's one last bit left. I guess it won't be evening. It should be done before noon."

   "Not bad, not bad." Tail nodded with satisfaction, "Come on guys! When we get the serum, let's feed the meat first!"

   "Huh?! Wait, why am I drinking?"

  Tail said with sparkling eyes.

   "Don't you want to become a human? Don't worry, Rouou, you were so beautiful when you were a bear, and when you become a human, you must be a beautiful woman!"

   "Maybe it's still white hair!"

   A player suddenly interjected, and the drum shampoo that was drinking water spurted out with a puff.

   "Fuck, you said that... I suddenly feel that Rou Rou is actually quite good-looking."

   "Really?" Tail said proudly, "Our meat is so beautiful, I have her photo."

   Hearing this, the animals were instantly excited.

"What the hell."

   "Reality? True or false?"

   "Brother, share it!"

   "Wait, is this the point! Also, the function of that serum is not sure yet! And shouldn't the serum be an injection..." Rou Rou said with tears in his eyes.

  Tail pondered for a while, then suddenly sighed.

   "Damn! Sisi is gone... Rou Rou's Tucao skills are not at the same level."

  Rourou: "Are you M..."

   Sesame paste holding the radio smiled weakly.

   "Ha...haha...I feel like I can't keep up with the rhythm of young people."

  Since the players communicated in Mandarin the whole time, Yong Shi on the other end of the radio didn't understand what they were saying, but felt that these people were a little too optimistic.

   This is Deathpaw's Den.

   Anyway, be serious!

but……

   The combat effectiveness of these people made him unable to pick out any faults. The few mercenaries and aborigines who had been fooled by him before had not even broken through the mutant spider's nest at the door, let alone pushed it all the way here.

   At this moment, a shrill howl suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.

   Everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction of the stairs.

   At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the radio that had been silent for a while.

   "Mother of Deathclaw..."

   There seemed to be a trace of fear in that voice.

   Reluctantly understood this sentence, Sesame Paste immediately asked.

"what is that?"

"...Deathclaw is a matriarchal society, and female deathclaws tend to be much larger and live longer than males. There are several rooms downstairs that are used as hatching nests by the deadclaw mother, but don't worry... those The big guys can't come out, and the widest corridor here won't hold them."

   "Then how did they get in?" Tail asked curiously.

"Climbed in before they were that big, of course..." There was a cough on the radio. "Never mind those things, you don't need to go downstairs and go through the front corridor, which is the door to the research area. There The door is open, you can go right in and I'll show you how to get the serum!"

   Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

   Everyone standing here has been seen through the drama and already knows that this guy is lying.

   Don't let them go downstairs…

   Is it because there is something in that?

"...Not so much that there is something there, is it because it is out of his control?" Sesame paste suddenly said, "I don't think what he said before was not panicking, but more like concealing part of it. the truth……"

   Rou Rou froze for a moment and said, "You mean... his authority is not complete?"

   The index finger was placed on the chin, and the sesame paste lightly nodded.

"Well, either the permissions are incomplete, or the part of the area occupied by the aliens is indeed damaged due to disrepair. Otherwise, he could have cut that part off, right? Most of the doors we passed along the way...are closed, right? ?"

   Including the corridor where Sisi disappeared.

   When they went again, all the doors that were open were already closed.

The biggest difference between    and other areas is that it is not occupied by aliens.

  Sesame paste suddenly thought of a possibility.

   Could it be because Yongshi, who is the manager, lost control of that part of the area, so that part of the area was occupied by aliens?

   In this way, there may be the only place in the entire Vault that can hide from him and cannot fully control...

   "His..."

  While saying this sentence, Tail glanced at the edge man and gave a thumbs up.

   "I'll ask you downstairs!"

   Riding the edge of the water, he grasped it, put the rifle on his shoulder, and said with a hearty smile.

   "OK."

   "...What are you talking about?" A hoarse voice came from the radio, and he vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

  Those people always communicate in languages ​​he doesn't understand, which confuses him.

   What dialect is this?

   He has lived for so many years, this is the first time I hear it.

  Tail: "We are discussing the battle plan!"

"Plan... well, it's right to have a plan, but the most dangerous area has been emptied by you, there shouldn't be any danger in the future, let's go... get the serum and leave early. This is right and wrong. land."

   The voice on the radio carried a hint of urgency.

  The treasure of your dreams is right in front of you.

   He can't wait...

  The White Bear Knights went through the emptied corridor to the research area.

The players of the    Death Corps scattered around the main entrance of the research area to prevent the aliens from escaping from other areas.

   Approached the stairs inadvertently, paddled the edge of the water and opened the tentacles of perception towards the dark corridor, allowing consciousness to merge into the darkness, and perceive the subtle fluctuations from the weak airflow.

   "...the sound of a heart beating."

   whispered in his mouth, he determined the position of the target, loaded the closed rifle, and walked downstairs.

   Downstairs is a pitch-dark hall with load-bearing columns standing up, without a trace of lighting.

   The moment he stepped on the last step, he immediately sensed that the sight that had been sticking to the back of his head disappeared.

   However, when the edge paddled and continued to move forward following the clues he sensed, the feeling of being stared at suddenly returned.

   stopped.

   Sensing that a powerful presence was approaching, he clenched the assault rifle in his hand by paddling the edge of the water, and carefully searched every dark corner with his eyes.

   And at this moment, his eyes suddenly met a pair of amber pupils.

   It was a death claw as huge as a dragon.

The ten-meter-long body was crawling on the ground, and its shoulders were tightly attached to the ceiling. The most striking feature was the two ridiculously large horns on the top of the head... In the river valley province, the ordinary death claw does not exist. of this characteristic.

  The air froze for half a minute.

   Wrapped in a hot and smelly breath, a low and hoarse voice floated out from the mouth that could only be stuffed into a cow.

   "It's strange, you can still see a living person here... How did you come here? That guy let you in?"

   Hearing the death claw uttering words, the dazed face on the edge of the water suddenly turned into surprise.

   "Fuck you, Junkman?!"

   "'Trash Jun'?"

   Those amber pupils stared at him intently.

   It obviously didn't understand what he was saying, but it read the expression on his face.

   "...you've seen any other talking Deathclaw?"

  The edge of the water quickly nodded.

  Although I don't know why this guy can speak human words, but he seems to be the hidden story that triggers the level?

   Taking a deep breath, he tried to speak in a non-standard human phrase.

   "...our shelter also has one."

   This claw of death seems to know a lot about the sanctuary, and said slowly.

   "Which sanctuary are you from?"

   "Number 404."

   "404..."

   Amber pupils shrank slightly, and the death claw pondered for a while.

   The edge of the water felt that its eyes seemed a little dazed, and seeing that it had not spoken for a long time, he followed closely and asked.

   "Are you that Yongshi?"

   "Yongshi... what is that? But the name sounds familiar."

  Suddenly, the death claw seemed to remember something, and there was a sigh of breath from his nostrils.

   "I remembered, that experiment... Hehe, after so many years, there are still people who remember that thing."

   Edge Swipe: "Experiment?"

  The death claw slowly opened his mouth and continued.

   "The Immortal Emperor...his name—or his code name is Yongshi. But that crazy plan has failed, and you can see what the **** is going on outside now."

   Regarding this plan, the edge paddle has been read in the experiment log that Si Si uploaded to the forum, but it is not unfamiliar.

   But what puzzled him was the identity of the person in front of him.

   He's not the Yong, and obviously not the manager, but he seems to know all about it.

"What should I call you?"

   After a long silence, it spoke slowly.

   "Name? I haven't used that thing for so long, I forgot myself... Anyway, I've become like this, Deathclaw or Mother of Deathclaw, call me whatever you want."

   Unable to say whether he really forgot or didn't want to mention it, he gave up the questioning by paddling at the edge, took a deep breath and continued.

   "Then I'll change the question... Can you tell me what's going on here?"

   "What happened... That's a good question. Since you know that 'Yong', you should know about the experiment conducted at Vault 79."

   Seeing the person in front of him nodding, the Mother of Death Claw spoke slowly and continued.

   "Very well, then I don't have to start from scratch..."

"After the first generation of managers died, we adjusted our experimental thinking and adopted a more radical strategy, turning the outer area of ​​the refuge into a research area, catching mutant organisms from the wasteland for genetic improvement, and then putting them into the research area to simulate worse wasteland environment.”

"This is a natural testing ground. The camera can theoretically cover every corner of the shelter, and we can completely observe the entire process of the experiment. After completing these preparations, we began to clone the unfinished experimental body on a large scale. And send them to the research area, record their survival rate, survival time and other indicators, and screen out the best individuals for improvement, and then repeat the experiment..."

   "In this process, it is not just clones that evolve. The mutant organisms we capture from the outside world also accelerate evolution under natural selection..."

   stood by and stared at the VM while watching the subtitles, and couldn't help swallowing.

   What battle royale is this?

  The Mother of Deathclaw continued without stopping.

"We got a lot of excellent samples...however distressingly, they were close to perfection in physical function, but there was still a long way to go from the 'eternity' we envisioned. And more and more experiments The data shows that when this planet enters a new era, the performance of human beings under natural selection is not as good as several other alternatives... Not to mention the birth of new civilizations, maybe in a few thousand years, on this planet You can't even see the shadow of a person."

"We've heard that some sanctuaries are studying subspecies of humans. It is said that the new human beings envisaged are even more tolerant to extreme environments than cockroaches. Although we don't know if they are successful, their research ideas do give Inspired by us. If we don't stick to the form of life, our civilization can actually continue in another form...on other forms of intelligent creatures."

   "Later, we adjusted the experimental idea for the second time, no longer stuck to clones, but expanded the alternatives to all species in the entire study area. Soon, an excellent sample stood out..."

   Swallowed the edge of the water and swallowed.

   "...Death Claw?"

"That's right," the heavy eyelids blinked, and the mother of death claw continued, "it has a strong vitality and unparalleled physical function. Even power armor is still slightly inferior to the fully developed death claw... ...and most importantly, with regular injections of a special serum, it can theoretically live forever."

"While it may seem a little unacceptable from the current point of view, it will be difficult to say in a few decades. When our civilization entered a new era, when everyone embraced evolution, then' People' shouldn't mind what their Emperor looks like, and our mission will be fulfilled in another form... The new age will celebrate our exploits."

   "In the third year of the plan, we have successfully cultivated an almost perfect sample that can be used as a new container for our consciousness. Through nerve transplantation, we have successfully transplanted the consciousness of a part of the residents into the eternal body."

   "Unfortunately, however, there was a slight deviation in our experiments. Those samples were too smart to be distinguished. We had accepted them, but they were not very happy to accept us."

   "Because of a mistake, some of the experimental subjects broke through the regional restrictions, and some even escaped outside. Among them are mutant creatures, and there are clones who have been marginalized... You should have seen those things in the wasteland."

  The source of the alien species is here? !

   This is an incredible discovery.

   The edge of the water immediately asked.

   "The death claws outside... all ran out of here?"

   Mother Deathclaw continued.

"Most of them, it's not just Death Claws. Most of the early mutants in the wasteland have very weak body functions. After the improved experimental body escapes from here, it will not take long for those naturally mutated mutants... Including the by-products of those experiments, including the clones we originally bred."

   "Clone?" The edge of the water was slightly stunned, "You mean... those savages in this sanctuary?"

   Mother Deathclaw said in a calm tone.

"Yes, they brought out the genes here, including the tribal culture formed in the experiment. For more than a century, you may not see pure blood 'savages', but you should be able to find some strange things from some primitive tribes. To ordinary individuals, especially the leaders of those tribes."

   "They often have physiques that are different from ordinary people, and even show the characteristics of alienation to some extent... Do you think that is the ability bestowed on them by nature?"

  The mother of death claw bared her teeth, and the cracked arc at the corner of her mouth seemed to be mocking herself.

   "However, they can become leaders and continue their powerful genes in the cruel jungle... This is also the result of natural selection."

   The edge stroke held his breath.

   He suddenly thought of several bosses he encountered in the previous version.

   Including the "Bear" of the Bloody Hand clan.

   There is also the "Golden Teeth" of the Bone-chewing tribe.

   Their blood and the culture flowing in their blood, the source of everything is here.

   "I thought it was an awakening..."

   Mother Deathclaw let out a dull laugh.

   "Awakening? Hehe, is that what you call that phenomenon?"

   stared at him from the edge, and suddenly said.

   "Are you a researcher here?"

   "Researchers... well, I did participate in the experiment."

   After a long silence, the Mother of Death Claw shook the long horn above her head and suddenly said in a half-joking tone.

   "Stop pretending. In fact, after talking so much, you probably guessed it... I'm the manager here."

   "Of course... I'm also called the Great Horned Deer God."

(Thanks to the leaders of "I am the most amazing cat", "What's the meaning of the name", "Kong Xiaoyuan", "Chen Zhe", and "ningyong2" for the reward!!! Brother Meng, we are in Baimeng! In addition, tomorrow Jiageng, I really didn't catch up today...)

   (end of this chapter)

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