This Game is Too Real Chapter 625

  The majestic giant gate is like a fold in the judge's hand, and a small crack has been opened.

  The ice **** blown out by the breeze had a colder light than a sword.

  Standing in front of the majestic giant door, the man wearing a heavy-duty exoskeleton stared at everything in front of him dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to hold back a word.

   "Vori."

   A piece of ice withered was spread across an open space of thousands of square meters, and the curled up people were clinging to the ground, maintaining their posture in the last second of their lives.

  Some people pray with their foreheads against the ground, some people lean on each other, there are mothers and fathers holding their children, and there are also a family of three holding hands.

   This is the 100th and last floor of Vault 100. Its ceiling is the floor of the central patio, and the floor is the base of the entire sanctuary.

  Perhaps because it is a warehouse area, this is the highest single-story floor in the entire refuge.

  Ten Fist Superman thought that he could find some treasures on this floor, no matter how bad he was, he could find some valuable garbage, but he didn't expect to plunge into a pile of dead people as soon as he opened the door.

  In this warehouse alone, there are at least one or two thousand corpses lying there, and there are several more of the same warehouse here.

  Those who are not doing well are also in a similar situation.

  The soles of the boots made a creaking sound when they stepped on the ground.

  Ten Fists unconsciously walked through the crack of the door, walked into the icehouse which was tens of degrees below zero, and checked the surroundings with a flashlight.

   Rather than being shocked, he was more surprised, and muttered something to himself in a low voice.

   What the **** is going on here? "

   Following him into the ice storage, the player wearing the exoskeleton squatted on the ground, carefully inspected the ice wither lying on the ground, and took a photo of the face of the corpse.

   After a moment, he came to a conclusion.

   "Most people here should die from lack of oxygen, they didn't freeze to death, it was more like being frozen after death.

   There are also some people who can see obvious gunshot wounds on their bodies, and even have broken arms and limbs, obviously dragged here after death.

   Is there any difference? "

   Clapping his hands and standing up, the player sighed.

   "Not really."

   One thing to say one thing.

   It was also the first time for him to see so many dead people outside the battlefield.

  The strong visual impact is completely different from the feeling when seeing a corpse on the battlefield. After all, when you are on the battlefield, you don't have time to think about how a person died.

  The signal should not be sent from here, there can be no living people here. "

   Taking a last look at the rows of frozen corpses, Ten Fist Superman withdrew the flashlight, looked at his teammates behind him and continued.

   "Let's get out."

  No one wanted to stay here any longer, that player also nodded, and retreated out of the ice storage together with him, and even pressed the button to close the door for those old popsicles.

  The two continued to visit several warehouses.

  Ten Punch Man soon discovered that, as he expected, this

  The situation in some icehouses is basically the same, full of corpses frozen into ice cubes.

  There is no trace of the exchange of fire at all on the B100 floor. It is an unsolved mystery who stuffed these people into the freezer and suffocated them to death.

   Just as the two finished exploring the last icehouse, the player who went to explore on the other side came back from the front and greeted the two from afar. …

"This floor is probably a warehouse area. The north side is a cold storage for food, and the south side seems to be where engineering machinery and daily necessities are placed. However, the resources there have been licked clean, only one of the warehouses is different. It has been transformed into a In the workshop, we also found generators and batteries, as well as some incomprehensible gadgets.

  Ten Fist Superman immediately became interested when he heard the words.

   "Go, take a look."

  Following the player, a group of people quickly came to the south from the warehouse area in the north.

  The area here is larger than before

  The slice area is much larger, and the structure is much more complex. The tall metal brackets are like walls, and you need to use escalators to climb to the top.

  As soon as he walked to this area, Ten Fist Superman smelled a faint smell of motor oil, and immediately noticed that this warehouse was different. If their previous warehouses were more like a mortuary, this place is like a recycling bin full of garbage.

   Several "turtle-style" engineering armors are like crabs whose shells have been lifted. The internal parts have almost been dismantled, and their pliers and heads are hanging down beside the scaffolding made of steel pipes.

   Not far away, there is a pile of dusty coils and machines that have been pieced together and modified. All kinds of equipment that players can't understand are all here.

  The survivors living on this floor brought their ingenuity and professional skills to the extreme. They poured the slime of ghost-faced insects into glass jars one person tall to purify electrolytes, and made a one-time chemical

   Batteries power these makeshift devices.

Not only that, they also dismantled some machines picked up from other floors, transformed the entire warehouse into a small workstation that does not need to rely on the power of the shelter, and refitted a series of sophisticated devices including integrated circuits on the simple workbench. stuff.

  These weird equipment looks really powerful, but what makes Ten Fist Superman confused is that he has no idea what these people are messing with.

   "What are they doing?" The teammate who followed him hesitated.

   "Perhaps. Like in "Oxygen Deficiency", intending to engage in material circulation in this shelter?"

   "How is this possible"

   "It's not completely impossible. At least they haven't touched the corpse in the ice storage next door. Well, maybe they haven't. In short, from this point of view, they still have a lot of supplies left. At least they still have options."

   This is indeed a novel idea.

  The people here have restored the power and even made the cold storage work again, obviously they have solved the most critical energy source.

They froze the corpses, and those corpses are now preserved intact, and the bugs outside have not been eaten to extinction, obviously they accomplished their goal before the nutrients ran out, it's just confusing that those people finally Where did they all go?

   You can't just go back to the freezer and lie down after a busy day, right?

  Looking at the dissecting table full of chitinous carapaces, Ten Fist Superman scratched the back of his head through the helmet, only to feel that his head was big for a while.

  He doesn't know anything about archaeology, but at this moment, he feels like he is at an archaeological site.

   But what is intriguing is that because the technology in the prosperous era is far beyond the real world, he can't use it at all...

  Real-world experience to infer the motives of these survivors and guess what they want to do.

  As soon as he walked to an anatomy table, Ten Fists reached for the bowl-shaped insect shell on the table, and found a line of small characters engraved on it.

  Using the translation function of VM to extract the text, the light blue floating window is projected on the inside of the tactical eyepiece of his exoskeleton helmet.

   Memorial, 77,274 residents including 645 supervisors. ' he whispered.

  A player of the agility department walked up to him, looked at the worm shell in his hand and asked curiously.

   "What is this? Last words?"

  His nickname is Into the Earth, it was added to the game in Beta0.4 version, and he also joined the Stormtroopers at that time.

   "Probably so," Ten Fist Superman put the worm shell back on the table, took a glance at the manager's log that was recovered before, and then glanced around at the graffiti-like murals on the surrounding walls.

"Probably speculate, there should have been a conflict, or a war, before the shelter residents fought with the supervisors, and then the supervisors drove them to the lowest floor and cut off their power supply? But they also cut off The materials from the upper layer have been stolen, and the two sides have been inseparable for a period of time."

   In fact, there is no need to guess at all.

  The way they came down here

  There are traces of exchange of fire, especially the corridor on the B51 floor is densely packed with bullet holes.

   The two sides fought for the administrator's office, dropping thousands of corpses in just one corridor, all of which can be identified by the variable temperature coats of the shelter residents.

   Of course, compared with those in the warehouse next door, the horrors there are nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

   "Regardless of what they did, have you found that abnormal life signal?" A strength player came over and coughed

   said, "This place always makes me feel creepy, let's finish the task quickly and go up."

  His nickname is unconsciousness, a game that was developed in Beta0.1 version, before he joined the Stormtroopers, he didn't know Burrow, but the ID was so similar that it was misunderstood as a couple's name.

   I don't know where Brother Quanshui got so many top quality products.

   "I haven't found it yet." Ten Fists shook his head, walked to the side wall with murals, and took a few photos.

  Beside him, Rutu muttered something for Andi.

   "Aren't there any more precise coordinates? It's at this level. This hint is too abstract.

  Another player shook his head.

"The monitoring and sensors of B100 have been dismantled. To be precise, this is the case from the B51 floor down. The life signal was captured by the sensor on the B51 floor. It is impossible to determine its exact location. We can only weakly aware of its existence."

  Observing the details of the mural carefully, Ten Fists found another line of writing on the wall, and the person who wrote the writing and the person who carved the words on the worm shell seemed to be the same person.

  Following the rusty lines, he read it in a low voice.

  The tree man does not come from an indescribable tree. Like the tree, it comes from us from beginning to end, and the arrogance of others is also the sin of our arrogance.

   "Order should have been our fortress, but we have forged its bricks into swords against brothers."

  “We have forgotten where we are going, where we came from, and why we built this fort in the first place, and finally became its puppets. …

   "We will die eventually."

   "And I will spend the rest of my life finishing our tombstone."

   "—Gravekeeper of Vault 100."

   There is no name left at the signing place, only a string of numbers.

  Ten Fist Superman had an idea, thinking that this might be the number of cycles to record time, so he converted the numbers in this row, and concluded that the time when the last words were written was 60 years of the Wasteland Era.

   "So...the survivors all died in the end?"

  Looking at the century-old murals on the wall, he frowned slightly, and then glanced at the pile of machines next to him.

   Are these things just funerary objects in the tomb? He instinctively felt that it was not that simple.

   At this moment, a shout came from the teammates not far away.

   "There's a hibernation pod here!"

  Hearing the voice, Ten Fists immediately rushed over.

   At the end of the rows of shelves wrapped with various pipelines, stood a machine with an area of ​​about ten square meters.

  In the center of the machine is a stasis chamber, and on the right is a broken glass jar.

   Judging from the scattered fragments on the ground, the glass jar should have been broken from the inside, and something came out of it.

   Judging from the feedback results of VM's life signal radar, the life signal of Namo Lake is sent from this dormant cabin!

  Everyone's faces were filled with joy in an instant. There are living people in it! "I'll open it!"

  Ten Fists took a step forward, pulled out the data cable from the VM, connected it to the interface of the dormant cabin, and pressed the power-on button at the same time.

  The hacking applet prepared for them by the scientific expedition team worked immediately, and they quickly obtained the control authority of the dormant cabin program.

   Obviously, Yin Fang is a professional in prying out the refrigerator.

  Ten Punch Man pressed down without hesitation

  Pressed the button to open the door, but when a rotten smell wafted out along with the sound of leaking air, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

   Dozens of ghost-faced insects got out of the gap in the cabin door, and rushed towards the people standing in front of the dormant cabin with a buzzing sound.

   "Wori!"

  Burn in the ground to be safe was so frightened that he pulled the trigger reflexively. The three chug gunshots instantly tore apart the bugs crawling to his feet, and also broke the silence in the warehouse.

   "Cease fire! Don't break things here!"

   Slapped the bug that had jumped in front of him on the ground, and Ten Fists raised his foot and trampled it into a pile of mud.

  Finally, the bugs that sprang out were dealt with, and he then looked towards the open hibernation cabin, only to see an incomplete skeleton lying inside.

  The man put his hands on his chest, holding a half-broken glass bottle in his hand, and tiny insect shells and broken eggs could be seen inside.

  Based on various details, this person should have voluntarily brought these eggs into the dormant cabin. However, he did not start the freezing program, only the negative pressure program.

   After completing a certain ritual, he somehow ended his life and gave the remains to the bugs.

  Ten Fists stared blankly at the guy's remains and the bug eggs stuffed into the skeleton frame, unable to say a word for a long time.

  The suspected human-shaped life signs they detected before thought that there were survivors, but they didn't expect it to be a bunch of bugs! Is this even okay? …

   At the moment when he was in a daze, the ear-piercing siren sounded suddenly.

   Not knowing what happened, everyone quickly looked around, only to see that the warning light above their heads suddenly flashed red along with the alarm bell, making people uneasy for a while.

what happened? "Burn into the ground to be safe and looked around vigilantly.

   At this moment, the screen of the VM worn on Ten Fists Man's left arm and connected to the hibernation cabin suddenly turned white.

   Immediately afterwards, it was as if it was haunted. The UI interface of the scientific expedition applet was replaced by an old man whose facial features were mosaic mosaics.

  Noticing the change in the VM on his arm, Ten Fists immediately looked at the old man on the screen and asked vigilantly.

"who are you?"

   While speaking, his right hand has already held the data cable, ready to physically disconnect from the network at any time.

  The old man floating in the white snow looked at him quietly, and intermittent voices floated out from behind the mosaic-molded facial features.

   "I am "Tree", the manager here."

  Hearing this unexpected name, Ten Fist Superman was taken aback for a moment, and then said subconsciously.

   ".Tree?! Aren't you dead?" the old man continued calmly.

  "AI has no concept of life and death. The meaning of my existence is for the residents living here. Before they no longer need me, I will continue to fulfill my mission.

  Ten Fist Superman still wants to continue to ask, but there are more important things right now.

   "What's the situation with the voice outside? We did something. Is it a taboo?"

  Shu answered his question in a calm tone.

   "That's a forecast that my mission is about to reach its end.

   Without waiting for the man in front of the screen to ask in detail, it continued.

"The reactor is operating normally, the life monitoring sensors have been restarted, and the detection procedures continue to be executed. The number of active life signals of residents has remained below 3,000 for 24 consecutive hours. The refuge shelter agreement will enter the final stage. The self-destruct procedure of the dome will be activated to guide the surface ruins and earthwork structures to fall. into the patio.

   The players who understood the last sentence were shocked instantly.

   "What the hell?!"

   "Self-destruct?!"

   Seems to have sensed the mood swings of everyone, Shu continued calmly.

   "Don't panic, what you are about to see is the final destiny of this shelter, which was designed from the moment it was made."

  Ten Punch Man looked at the guy on the screen with a puzzled expression.

   It's okay if you don't panic

  How could you not panic!

  It is now the year 213 of the Wasteland Era!

   It is more than 100 years away from the planned time!

  If the self-destruct procedure of the dome is really implemented, the ghost knows what will happen in the end, maybe the whole shelter will be buried directly. to be honest.

   This is a program designed two hundred years ago, how can it be expected to be reliable after two hundred years.

   What's worse, the countdown is not 24 hours at all, but 10 minutes! They didn't even have time to evacuate with the black box!

   The progress bar has already gone halfway a long time ago! At the critical moment, he calmed down instead, looked at the old man on the screen and said.

   "Can you stop? The current situation does not meet the conditions for initiating the self-destruct procedure of the dome!

  Tree replied with a voice that didn't have any ups and downs. …

   "The request violates the rules, no administrator permissions are detected, and the asylum agreement cannot be modified."

   Ten Fist Man's mood sank when he heard the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the last sentence, hope was rekindled.

   The reason for the request violation is to modify the protocol, not the request itself.

   In other words -

  As long as the agreement itself is not modified, but only the original terms are reinterpreted, he still has a chance to convince this stubborn AI!

  Thoughts turned quickly in his head.

  Suddenly, he noticed the corpse holding the eggs in the dormant cabin, and the thoughts in his mind instantly opened.

  The answer has been left long ago.

  Looking at the tree on the screen, he took a deep breath and said seriously.

   "I have doubts about the rules for judging the disappearance of residents' life signals."

  Shu really responded to him. "What question."

  Ten Fist Superman looked at the virtual image on the screen, and said word by word. "Am I a Vault 100 resident?"

  Shu replied coldly.

   "The biometric information registered in Eucalyptus was not detected, and the judgment is no."

  Superman of the Ten Fists: "Therefore, only 3,000 people from 'Refuge No. 100' remain to ensure that the self-destruct procedure of the dome will not be implemented.

  Shu: "Understanding correctly, this is one of the basic conditions. In addition, the average number of people needs to be maintained above 5,000 for 180 consecutive days.

  Ten Fist Superman: "Then I would like to ask, what about the children of the residents of Vault 100? Can they also be counted as residents of Vault 100?"

  Tree: "Of course, as long as you can prove the biological inheritance relationship between different life forms, you can obtain refuge resident status—"

   Seeing that there were only a few minutes left in the countdown, Ten Fist Superman interrupted it, speaking quickly.

   "Then I implore you to open your eyes again and see how many people are there in this shelter!"

   Tree: "Zero."

  Ignoring its cold and ruthless answer, Ten Fist Superman did not give up, but continued to quibble like a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Open your eyes wider! They haven't disappeared, they are still here, but they changed their life forms while you were sleeping! Those bugs in your eyes are the continuation of their lives, and the evidence Right in front of me in this dormant cabin! What is the biometric information of the last resident on the B100 floor before lying down, and what is the biometric information after opening the door? Isn't this enough to prove their identity?”

  Ten Fist Superman is very clear that he is sophistry.

  However, this set of defenses was not made up by him, but a witness had already thought it up for him more than a hundred years ago.

  The guy who claims to be the gravekeeper.

  The rituals he completed were not meaningless, and the legacy he left behind was not meant to be buried with him.

  That guy had long expected that someone would uncover the tomb one day in the future, and he also predicted that those people would restart the silent reactor.

   To undo that because of their shared stupidity

   stupid mistake, in order to stop the self-destruct program of the dome, he

   Designed Final Death to turn himself into a bug by exploiting a loophole in the Vault's biometric procedures.

   This is the last time he exploited the BUG of the shelter rules. …

   It's just that this time it's not to fight the "tree people", but to keep the homeland he hated so much and wanted to escape at all costs.

  Tree thought for a while.

  Under the gaze of the players, he nodded slowly. "Supplementary regulations updated."

  "The judgment result has been revised, and the current number of residents is 6.79 million

  The harsh siren stopped at the last minute of the countdown, and Ten Punch Man and his teammates around him breathed a sigh of relief.

   After he regained his strength, he couldn't help being speechless.

   Unexpectedly, there are so many ghost-faced insects in this shelter, more than six million.

   But no matter what, the current hurdle is finally over. As for how to deal with this mess in the future, it will be left to the manager to consider.

   There should be a way to get the administrator rights back from that tree.

  At this time, the old man whose facial features were blurred by the mosaic on the screen suddenly smiled softly.

  Although he couldn't see the curvature of the corner of his mouth, Ten Fists was sure that he saw it right.

   "I leave it to you.

   Throwing down a meaningful monologue, the snowy white flickering on the screen disappeared before everyone could recover.

   It was as if it had never appeared before... I was stunned for a while.

   "What did he say?" Ten Fists was also stunned.

   "It seems to say. Leave it to us?" said unconsciously in a daze.

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't know." Ten Fist Superman took a deep breath and looked at his teammates. "Anyway, I'll go offline first and report the situation here to the outside. Don't touch the things here for now, maybe there are hidden things inside." Something else weird."

  The task has been completed. He didn't want to make any more troubles.

  The other teammates looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Ok."

   Ten Fist Man sat on the ground and closed his eyes. At the same time, another world's official website.

   Almost as soon as he logged onto the forum, he saw a string of red dots floating on the private mailbox. When he clicked in, it was the small window of my darkest and crazy Aite.

  I am the darkest: "Fuck, what are you doing down there?"

  Ten Fist Superman: "Don't worry about that, it's been done just now."

  I am the darkest: "???"

  Ten Fist Superman: "In addition, we have finished the last branch, but unfortunately no survivors were found. A bunch of bugs were stuffed in the dormant cabin, and that person ended his life."

  I'm the darkest: "Take your own life? Wait, didn't they turn into bugs? (Stunned

  Ten Punch Superman: "Turned into a bug? Is that so? But I

  It feels more like a normal neural connection device. "

  I am the darkest: "Ah this."

Ten Fist Superman: "According to the last words left by the last survivor on the B100 floor, he dragged the corpses of his compatriots into the freezer, and finally lay down in the dormant cabin himself. However, he did not start the freezing process, but chose to end it. His own life may be at the end of his life, he controls the robot or the bug to go out and take a look at the outside world, just like you said, he turned into a bug."

  I was silent for a long time before replying to him.

  “.This is too absurd.”

   Ten Fist Superman sighed and typed back.

   "That's right, I think so too, but this is their final end. Our mission has been completed, and it's time to evacuate."

  What he understands is only the perspective of the "worker ants", and he doesn't know what happened in this shelter more than a hundred years ago

   The whole picture of the crisis.

  Perhaps the past of this shelter will appear on the "Wasteland OL" forum in the future, just like the shelters unearthed by other players.

but.

   Probably don't need to expect the dog to plan to do this by itself.

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