This Game is Too Real Chapter 408

   Chapter 408 People Infected by Heroes

   "Brother, the number of hits has exceeded one million!!!"

  The real world, a certain level on the bank of Jiangcheng.

  Ye Jiu, who was wearing a cool little T-shirt, with her legs stretched high, was lying on the soft sofa in the living room in the opposite position of Ge You.

   She is holding the latest ultrlong battery life tablet in her hand, her face is full of excitement, and from time to time she makes a cheerful shout.

   The way he was jumping was completely invisible. Just over a dozen hours ago, this guy just died once.

   About five hours ago, her brother edited the battle video into a 5-minute video clip and uploaded it to the forum.

   This is not only his perspective, but also the footage provided by other players in the group.

  The smoke screen that fell from the sky, the fire and rain flying all over the sky, the clouds in the whole sky seemed to be burning. Especially in the first-person perspective facing the hail of bullets, the thick and long tracers traveled recklessly, and just looking at it made one's blood throbbing and his heart beating wildly.

  Especially after the landing, the raid that blew up the front pod and the close-range "street fighting" that broke out inside the airship made her blood boil.

   Isn't this much more popular than bloggers? !

  This five-minute video has completely turned into a "conscription" advertisement for the Burning Corps.

   If it wasn't for the short time to enter the game, the slow leveling up of this game, and the relatively high threshold for the Burning Corps, she would want to sign up for the group!

   "Brother! If this is at station B, you are already on fire!"

   Ye Wei, who had just returned from taking out, changed his slippers at the entrance, and when he heard Jiujiu's shouting, he replied casually.

   "Posting it in other places has the risk of reviewing, so you can put it in the forum."

   Sharing the joy in the game with the sand sculpture netizens on the forum is the daily life of the beta testers. As for fame outside the game, Ye Shi was not very interested.

   And in the words of elder brother Fang, it is better to be low-key, and there will always be all kinds of troubles when you are out of the circle.

   What's more, this video is not suitable for dissemination. Even if it is filtered, it is an R-rated video, and it will not pass the review on other platforms.

Moreover, domestic reports on "Wasteland OL" seem to have limited current. Although discussions and exchanges in the group are basically unaffected, there is almost no relevant news on streaming media platforms such as scarves, short videos, etc., and official reports are not at all. can not see.

   A trace of disappointment appeared on Ye Jiu's face.

   "Eh, that's a pity..."

"What a pity, can the amount of playback increase the attack power?" Ye Wei laughed and put the takeaway he just picked up on the table, "It's six o'clock, I'm going online. I'll leave the keys and change at the door. In the shoe cabinet, if you want to go out for a walk, remember to lock the door when you come back, and if you buy snacks, buy mine by the way."

   "Too hot, don't go!"

   After saying that, Ye Jiu suddenly rolled his eyes, got up from the sofa, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and said with a smile.

   "Tell me, bro."

   Ye Wei looked at this guy helplessly.

   "What happened again."

   Ye Jiu said with a wink.

   "By the way, when you put on a helmet, you can't feel what's going on outside, right?"

"That's not necessarily. The movement that can wake you up from your dream can basically get you out of the game, but it's very fast to even go up," Ye Wei glanced at her, saw the thief's smile, and said alertly, "Let me tell you first, I lock the door every time I play games."

   "Damn it! The trust between people!" Ye Jiu shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Ha ha!"

joke.

   They were all born to the same mother, so how could he guess if he was a little careful?

   Ye Wei chuckled, of course he wouldn't say that he also had the idea of ​​drawing a **** on her forehead before.

   turned around and went back to the room, he closed the door and deliberately made the sound of turning the keyhole louder.

   Looking at the tightly closed door, Ye Jiu rolled her eyes and lay back on the sofa listlessly, holding the tablet and continuing to eat melons.

  Time passed by, and the sky outside the window was getting darker and darker.

   Seeing that the number of beta testers in the forum dropped by half one after another, Ye Jiu's mood suddenly became anxious.

   Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer. She reached out to pick up the helmet and put it on. However, what caught her eye was not a new world with lush trees, but a darkness with no light.

   In the middle of the pitch black, a light blue countdown appeared.

  【Remaining resurrection time: 57 hours, 23 minutes and 11 seconds. 】

   Ye Jiu's fist couldn't help but harden.

   Damn!

   He has been dead for a long time, but there are still 57 hours left, how can time pass so slowly!

  Is this the withdrawal reaction that Boss Crow said? !

   Spicy Chicken Game!

  Resurrection time is too long!

   Jiujiu, who couldn't be idle, was depressed for a while, and stared straight at the darkness.

   Suddenly, a strange thought came into her mind.

   After a person dies, will it be the same?

  In a dark little house, waiting for the countdown to resurrection...

   took off her helmet and felt the cool breeze blowing from the air conditioner. She stared at the helmet in her hand for a long time and pondered for a long time, and finally gave up and shook her head.

   This question is too deep.

   And it seems a little too early for her who just graduated...

   Wasteland world.

  The morning sun rises from where the sea meets the sky. The ideal city on the east coast finally ushered in the first ray of morning light on this wasteland.

   At the same time, the video that is familiar with the video widely circulated on the "Wasteland OL" forum also appeared in the streets and alleys of the ideal city.

   Cyberpunk-style cafe.

   Several well-dressed men sat in front of a holographic projection device, looking at the picture projected in the light blue cube, exclaiming from time to time.

   "His..."

   "...More than 3,000 people died in a battle, which is too tragic."

   "Are those in black robes from the Legion?"

   "Is that still a man? It's like a beast..."

   "Heart of Steel, I remember it seemed to be refitted with a frigate of the Human Alliance era?"

   "That's right, and it's a clumsy modification..."

   "The Heart of Steel appeared to the east of the Great Desert. What are the big noses on the west coast trying to do?"

   "What's even more incredible is that those wastelanders actually knocked this thing down!"

  Compared with the video made by Ye Shi, Xiaoqi's edited version focuses more on the overall situation of the battlefield, running through the whole battle.

  Because it is used as a documentary rather than a game to promote CG, while showing the heroic combat of the alliance corps, it also highlights the brutality of the corps and the casualties of the alliance corps.

   And the hard-won victory!

  A battlefield with a scale of 10,000 people.

   There are more than 1,000 action recorders alone, and the Hummingbird drone is on standby throughout the entire process, so there are not too many materials for editing.

   And considering the high acceptance of **** pictures by the people of the wasteland, only simple filters are added to the video, and there is no coding.

It is precisely because of this that the shock felt by the residents of Ideal City, and the blood and cruelty that came to their faces, far surpassed not only the cloud players on the forum, but even many beta testers who participated in the entire battle... …

   As the survivor settlement in the wasteland that is closest to the pre-war era, the informatization level of the residents of the ideal city is the closest to the pre-war era in the entire wasteland.

  A series of smart wearable devices such as clothes, glasses, bracelets, etc. used by local residents, as well as bionic chips implanted in the cerebral cortex, can be used as a medium for receiving information and connected to a local network called "endpoint cloud".

   That is a tiny local area network, mainly serving the residents of the ideal city.

   On the interconnected endpoint cloud, any news with "popular elements" can quickly spread to every corner of the city with the addition of algorithms.

   In just one morning rush hour, the battle of Ruigu City between Alliance and Legion became the hottest topic in Ideal City.

  This video is provided by a friendly partner of the company and is said to have been uploaded privately by a liaison.

   However, there are other versions of the rumors circulating in the market, saying that it was deliberately released by a senior executive of the company, in order to pave the way for the company to interfere in the situation in the middle of the mainland.

   No matter what kind of rumors it is, it doesn't matter anymore.

   There is a lot of outrage on the "Endpoint Cloud" right now.

  Although the residents of the ideal city hate war, no one objected to spending some money to give those greedy wolves a little color.

   In a place like an enterprise, although the support of employees does not affect the decision-making of major shareholders, publicity and mobilization are still necessary.

   If an individual is likened to the cogs in a huge machine, then propaganda and mobilization are its lubricating oil.

  Although the machine can move without that thing, it's just that strain and energy consumption will double the cost of operation.

  People need to know where the bullets they produce are sent, and on whom the woven clothes and bandages will be worn.

   In a just war, even the workers on the assembly line will drive screws faster.

   Kangmao Group Building, a light luxury and simple style office.

   Kangle, sitting at his desk, was listening to the secretary's report while playing with the wine glass he got from his old friend Royong.

   “…Endpoint Group would vote yes on our Proposition 771, but in exchange they would demand more commitment from us in aid.”

   "How much?"

   "At least 30%."

   Hearing the secretary's answer, Kang Le smiled lightly.

   "Haha, my appetite is not small."

   The secretary standing in front of his desk is not a human being, but an android produced by the Kangle Group. Its name is Galaxy, the model is C-100, and its application scenarios are office assistants and health consultants.

  Although the entire Ideal City was discussing the battle situation on the Western Front, Kangle didn't care how the wastelanders and legion fought on the front line, let alone the life and death of the crew on the Trailblazer.

   That's what the Silver Wing Group needs to worry about. They made the mess, and it's them who should be devastated.

   In contrast, he is more concerned about the Proposition 771 that Kang Mao Group is promoting - "allowing androids to participate in public affairs".

   At present, the public utilities and construction and development business of Ideal City belong to the business scope of Ideal Group. The digital services of the municipal system are provided by Endpoint Group, which is engaged in intelligent equipment manufacturing and cloud services.

  If bionics are allowed to participate in public affairs, it means that Kangmao Group, which is engaged in medical device and bionics engineering, can take a share of the business that originally belonged to Ideal Group and Endpoint Group.

   This kind of thing, the shareholders of Endpoint Group and Ideal Group will naturally not agree, especially the latter is particularly opposed.

   So much so that its shareholders even shouted at the board meeting, "To allow androids to participate in public affairs today, will you have to give androids citizenship tomorrow?" This kind of rhetorical fallacy.

  Proposal 771 has not progressed smoothly. Except for the support of Kang Mao Group, most of the other four companies have reserved the following opinions.

   Recently, however, things have taken a turn for the better.

  Silver Wing Group's exploration plan suffered a setback, forcing the company to be involved in a direct conflict with the Legion, so it had to make concessions on non-core interests in exchange for Kang Mao Group's support for the reinforcement proposal.

   Coupled with the favor sold to the arms dealer Changge Group, the Kang Mao Group has at least three votes. The proposal 771, which was almost impossible to pass, is now no longer in suspense.

   It is estimated that the objection has lost its meaning. The endpoint group is now coming out to propose Proposition 771. On the one hand, it is estimated that it wants to sell personal favors, and on the other hand, it is estimated that it wants to spend less money.

  Standing at the desk, Galaxy said in a gentle voice.

   "...Actually, we don't need to pay attention to them. We already have more than half of the votes in our hands, and there is no suspense about the passage of Proposition 771."

  Kang Le smiled lightly.

   "Having said that, isn't the overwhelming victory of 4:1 more pleasant than the narrow victory of 3:2?"

   The pupils flickered slightly, and the Galaxy Analysis calculated for a few seconds before speaking.

   "If we get 4 votes, I think the ideal group will probably abstain, and the final result should not be 4:1, but 4:0."

   Hearing this sentence, Kangle laughed out loud.

   Leaning back on the chair, he said with a contented expression.

   "Interesting, when you say that, I'm looking forward to the shriveled expressions on the faces of those old antiques."

   Galaxy looked at the boss slightly confused.

   "But what's the point of doing that?"

   "The point is that this shows our unity."

   The corners of his mouth twitched upwards, Kangle sat up from the chair and continued to speak in high spirits.

   "In addition, regarding the endpoint group's request, I don't think it's a bad thing, on the contrary, it will be an opportunity for us... an opportunity to show our technical strength."

   Looking at the expression on his face, a trace of surprise was written in Yinhe's eyes.

   "Are you going to send androids to fight?"

"Why not?"

   Picking up the wine bottle on the desk, the man filled the empty glass with red wine.

   Gently shook the blood-like liquor, looking at himself reflected on the wall of the glass, a faint smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

   "It's just too barbaric to let the living go to war, it's not what civilized people do... We should have done it a long time ago."

   Yinhe thought for a while and nodded slightly.

   "According to the calculation results, this can reduce casualties by more than 74%, and it is also the option with the highest winning rate... Then, how many equipment do you plan to invest? I will calculate the estimated cost for you based on the calculation results."

"The specific aid plan is still under discussion, but we have made a promise to my allies that we will send the first wave of advance teams, including the first batch of reinforcements and aid materials, within 5 days. The follow-up aid will be within a month. Arrive in succession.”

   paused for a moment, Kangle squinted his eyes, and continued to speak in a leisurely voice.

"To the west is Refuge 0, and to the north is the Great Rift Valley... The chairman of Changge Group is right, we should increase our influence in the southern part of the River Valley Province, but they plan to eat this cake alone. Some are too greedy."

   Galaxy nodded and suggested softly.

   "According to your needs, in addition to mass-produced androids, I recommend dispatching 'Frost'. The 130 model is our newly developed android for war use. The information processing chip it carries is compatible with various types of weapons."

   turned the chair back to it, Kangle said in a casual tone.

"Can."

  Compared with the extremely wealthy ideal city, the living standard of the residents of Boulder City is undoubtedly much more shabby. Naturally, it is impossible to use those high-end smart wearable devices, and there is no operator that provides network services.

   However, although the medium of dissemination of information has changed from holographic screen to paper, it does not affect people's feeling of the indomitable heroism from words.

   and get almost the same shock and emotion from it.

  Thanks to Hal for his writing, and to the league for supporting journalism.

   With the follow-up report of "Survivor Daily", the deeds of the various corps of the alliance also spread all over the streets, and those heroic names have become heroes that people often talk about.

   Especially the leap at an altitude of nearly 1,000 meters.

   Stories about the Burning Corps can be heard in taverns almost every day.

   "It's tragic..."

   "I won't take on such a dangerous job, and I won't go for any amount of money!"

"No way, someone has to die. The firepower of the Heart of Steel is too fierce! I heard people say that the Burning Corps has been killed and injured by more than half before it fell. If it wasn't for a plane that suddenly killed and damaged the engine of the airship , I'm afraid they'll all be exhausted before they land."

   "The name of that pilot... have you heard of it?"

   "I know, I've read the newspaper! It seems to be called... Xiaochuan?"

   "There are pictures of him in the newspaper, he looks like a gentle and easy-going man."

"Hey……"

  Although the war has ended for two days, the heat of the discussion has not diminished.

  In the tavern by the roadside, several shirtless men sat around the table, drinking wine and sighing at the tragic battle situation on the front line.

   Thanks to those heroes.

   After a day's work, they can sit here and drink beer with water, without having to look at the steel fortress floating in the sky and worry about tomorrow.

However--

  Not everyone is enjoying the sunshine after the cloud has cleared.

   From the heated atmosphere, Dolly only felt suffocated.

  Every word wafting out of people's mouths, whether it was an understatement or a hoarse voice, was like salt sprinkled on her wound.

   Like a burning soldering iron.

   Sitting in the corner of the tavern, she took a deep breath, left the chips and the completely untouched cup on the table, and hurriedly escaped from the boss's confused eyes.

   The next day.

   "Survivor Daily" newspaper, today is as busy as ever.

   The editors who are busy writing and typesetting can't wait to bury their heads in the piles of paper.

  Because of the first-hand information of the front line, all the sub-journals under the newspaper are almost sold out of stock like the main magazine.

   Although newspapers are printed every day, they still cannot satisfy people's appetite.

   Now it's not just residents of the outer city.

   Even the nobles in the inner city are eyeing their newspapers, and even dispatched servants to the door of the newspaper office, just to know what happened on the front line one second earlier than others.

   and the Heart of Steel, what is the situation now?

Howl also wanted to know what the Alliance planned to do with the Heart of Steel that was looted from the Legion, but in the news sent to him from the Alliance office in Boulder, there was no mention of the status of the Heart of Steel. .

   He didn't even know if the airship could still move.

  Thinking that this should be a secret within the alliance, Hal was too embarrassed to ask more.

   In addition, he has been inquiring about Fang Chang's news for the past two days, and even asked Shu Yu, the head of the Alliance's office in Boulder City.

   However, unfortunately, there is no news from Shuyu's side. He only said that if there is news, he will tell him as soon as possible.

   Just when Hal was worried, a letter suddenly floated onto his desk.

   glanced at the few lines on the envelope, his expression was slightly startled, and he looked up at Dolly who was standing at the desk.

   This is probably the first letter of resignation he has received since he took office.

   And also a "star reporter" from the newspaper.

   "You want to resign?"

   Dolly nodded slowly and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

   "I'm going to... Dawn City."

  Hal knew why, but tried to hold back.

   "I'm asking for news for you... Can't you just wait patiently?"

  Dolly did not speak, but everything she wanted to say was written on her face.

   Seeing that she had absolutely no intention of changing her mind, Hal sighed, put the resignation letter in the drawer, and said softly.

   "I'll keep this letter for you... I'll make a decision when you come back. If you need travel expenses, I can advance your next month's salary in advance—"

"Need not."

  Dolly shook her head gently, under her shaky emerald green short hair, she could see a trace of tears hanging from the corner of her right eye.

  Although it is not very obvious, it makes people feel distressed.

  The newspaper office was so quiet that I couldn't even hear the sound of flipping the paper.

  The editors here all know the young man from the shelter, he is a very smart guy, his optimism and positivity have infected many people, and he is always helpful.

   They also never thought that one day he would become part of the news material of the newspaper.

   Only one of five hundred people survived...

   This probability is too slim.

   Watching the petite figure disappear at the door, Hal wrote a trace of sadness on his face, sighed, and took out the spirits in the drawer.

  Although the day is not the time to drink, he still unscrewed the bottle cap,

   Howl muttered softly.

   "War... the **** war."

   He wanted to write poetry again.

   Every climax must be Kavin...Writing triumphant tomorrow, paving the way today, sorry for the long wait

   (end of this chapter)

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