This Game is Too Real Chapter 626

When Chu Guang found that the communication module of No. 100 Vault was overloaded, he judged almost reflexively that a situation similar to that of No. 79 Vault occurred in this Vault—the lingering ghosts lingered in the tomb that should have been sleeping. . However, the final result was beyond his expectation. According to the information exchanged by the players on the forum, the overload of the information module is not the man-made reason he imagined, but because the ignition of the fusion reactor led to the restart of the life monitoring module and awakened the sleeping artificial intelligence, which led to the termination of the "Dome Autonomy" a century and a half ago. Destroy the program" continue reading.

Fortunately, his little players wisely used the clues left by the "gravekeeper" to expand the detection range of the life monitoring sensor, and successfully made the AI ​​manager identify the bugs in the shelter as the residents of the shelter Descendants of , thus terminating the dome self-destruct procedure.

  The rest to do is very simple.

As long as the communication module is repaired, the authority of the administrator is regained, and then the piles of bugs left by the sixty-year game between "tree people" and "worker ants" are completely cleared, the shelter can be restored. Back to normal.

  After two centuries, the sanctuary has

   Not suitable as a casting well, at least until the bugs in it are disposed of, it needs to continue to exist as a refuge.

  When the situation is suitable, the Alliance will re-determine the purpose of this refuge.

  However, Chu Guang still had some doubts about this shelter.

  Except for the supervisor named Craig who died in the shelter as a human, where did the other 110 residents who uploaded their thoughts to the circuit board go?

  He found no trace of these 110 residents in the shelter's database.

  They will not disappear from the shelter out of thin air after uploading their thoughts to the circuit board.

   While Chu Guang was thinking, he suddenly remembered that when his players first entered the refuge, Xiao Qi seemed to have mentioned that the terminal at the door had a record of access in 2190.

  2190 is the 61st year of the Wasteland Era.

   This year happened to be the last survivor of this shelter—the supervisor named Craig, the time when the vital signs disappeared in the shelter..

  Vault 101.

   After a few days, Chu Guang visited Dr. Method again, and the meeting place was still the coffee shop where they met before.

  However, the difference from the last time was that this coffee shop located in the corner of the downtown area was almost full of people. It was only when Chu Guang found a way to wave to himself when he walked to the corner near the cabinet in the depths of the shop.

   "This way."

   Walking in front of Dr. Fang, Chu Guang stretched out his hand and pulled the chair directly opposite him to sit down, and said straight to the point.

   "Thank you for the code, the legacy of Vault 100 has been a blessing in disguise for us, especially the plasma engine.

  Hearing Chu Guang's thanks, Dr. Method smiled slightly, took a sip from the coffee cup on the table, and said in a pleasant tone.

   "Really? I'm glad to help you, and I think the residents of Vault 100 will also be very relieved that someone can continue to fulfill their unfinished mission for them.

   Chu Guang sighed softly.

"We tried to gather enough materials to produce a prototype with that black box, and disassembled the produced prototype. Unfortunately, our engineers couldn't fully digest the technology, and couldn't find anything other than the black box. The production method can only be designed around that prototype and battery to suit them. …

  Dr. Fang did not have any surprises on his face, but comforted Chu Guang who was sitting in front of him.

"This is normal. With your current conditions, wanting to independently produce that kind of thing is tantamount to fantasy. What you lack is not only the technology itself, but also the hardware conditions to realize the technology. You don't have to worry about things that can't be done. Black box It is enough to help you complete the transition from "having nothing" to "knowing what it is and why it is, and what you have to do is to take the current road step by step.

   When he was talking about this, Fang Fang seemed to think of something again, so he added a sentence later in a joking tone.

  "Of course, another possibility is not ruled out. Those black boxes are still black boxes for you until the end. They have changed from auxiliary tools to drug addictions that cannot be quit.

   “I would be wary of that happening.”

   Chu Guang who left these words paused for a moment, put his index finger on his left arm and tapped twice, and soon a holographic interface appeared in front of him.

   Seeing the holographic image that Chu Guang pushed in front of him, Fang Fang slightly raised his eyebrows.

"this is?"

  Chu Guang said concisely.

"What our residents found in the shelter is not only the black box and the manager's log, but also the records left by the "trees, tree people" and worker ants. They tried to understand the history of No. Organized.

  In fact, he just copied and pasted the content discussed by the players on the forum, deleted some subjective evaluations, and left the relatively objective part.

   Fang Fang stretched out his index finger with great interest, dragged the holographic screen in front of him, and slid his index finger to turn two pages.

".interesting."

  He looked up at Chu Guang, and said in a playful tone.

  So in the end, in the eyes of the tree man, the worker ants who would rather turn themselves into bugs than escape did not really turn themselves into bugs, nor did they really escape from the shelter. Even the poor guy who lived on the bottom floor to the end, the stupid guy who didn't hesitate to tear down the house to escape, finally let the bugs eat himself in order to save the shelter he hated so much.

   "This is too ironic."

"I think if Craig was still alive, he would be laughing and laughing, maybe he would laugh at the poor guy-if it wasn't for them hiding themselves in cold storage rather than destroying the shelter, why would Vault 100 be what it is now? The result? A group of humble bugs, even if they do a little bit of insignificant things at the end of their lives, it is not enough for them to atone for their sins!"

   While talking here, he raised the volume slightly, as if he was not talking privately, but speaking to the voice of the sitting voice.

  Someone in a noisy coffee shop.

   Or read someone's heart.

  Chu Guang noticed that someone sitting not far from them clenched his fist on the table, and then slowly loosened it.

  Combined with the playful expression on Fang Fang's face, Chu Guang was convinced of his guess that this guy had met that Craig.

  Pass through the terminal at the door.

   After thinking for a moment, he expressed his opinion. "My opinion is different from yours. From my outsider's point of view, whether it's tree people or worker ants, they are all residents of shelter 100. Some of them want to make the shelter a permanent place for power. Prison, while others are willing to destroy the entire shelter in order to be free. …

  “They used the most extreme and deadly means in the conflict, turning the rules originally made to protect them into a tool to persecute their own people. In my opinion, this is the reason for their ultimate destruction.

"In fact, everything they do is in line with the rules of the moment they are in, whether it is hiding their own life characteristics to trigger the self-destruct mechanism of the dome, or using a bug in the program to trigger the overload of the reactor to cut off the power supply. Incredible Yes, no one wants to make up for these long-standing security risks, but treats them as nuclear bombs and saves them for others."

"Generally speaking, the residents of the refuge will not go into the cold storage collectively, and the fusion reactor is almost impossible to overload, and they have done all the operations that these designers have never imagined, resulting in tens of thousands of people. death, and shutdown for more than a century.

   Paused for a moment, looking at the method that signaled him to continue, Chu Guang continued in a chatty tone.

"The guy who claimed to be the gravekeeper has finally realized that whether it is themselves or those high-level supervisors, they are essentially a part of the refuge. The tree people did not come down from the tree that did not exist, but from the tree that did not exist. And their ending is not due to any one person's stupidity, but everyone bears an inescapable responsibility."

"From the perspective of an outsider, I think his behavior at the last moment of his life is enough to atone for himself. Vault 404 will take over the torch in their hands, carry their memories, and move on for them to complete their moment. negligently forgotten mission."

   When he said this, Chu Guang had a bit of regret on his face.

  Although the shelter was kept.

   But this is obviously not the most perfect ending. After a pause, he continued.

  ".Of course, if Mr. Treant lived to the end, at the end of his life in Year 61 of the Wasteland Era,

   Take time to take another look at the bottom floor of the shelter, spend tens of minutes to understand what happened there, maybe we don't have to wait until more than a hundred years later to put an end to their grievances.

  The answer has been written down.

   It is not difficult to copy it again.

Even in the case of a language barrier and the need for a translator, the players of the alliance still relied on the only clues to understand the last words left by the "worker ant" who survived to the end, and took With the last key he made with his life, he closed the systemic error that might cause the collapse of the entire shelter.

   At this moment, a sobbing voice came from the neighboring table not far away.

   "That Craig guy would never laugh at him if he knew what that guy was up to.

   That sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.

  Chu Guang looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a man in a gray jacket with his back to them, his shoulders twitching uncontrollably.

   It's not just him. The same goes for everyone else.

  The intermittent choking sound came from another direction.

  “I remember that kid who became a prisoner in 1953

  Du, was a young man in his early twenties at the time.

  “He loves it more than anyone else, and I still remember him saying that after everything is over, he wants to open a museum in the shelter, and tell the old stories with the boys of the New Human Federation. …

   "Damn. Why didn't that guy come to me! Why not use my body? I have already decided to give up my body! Just take mine and use it!

  The originally bustling coffee shop lost its cheerful atmosphere at some point, and the faces were full of bewildered absence, weeping sadness, and the regret of closing your eyes.

   Looks like he guessed—

  The 110 residents who uploaded their thoughts to the "Great Tree" did not sleep in Vault 100, but were taken away from the hopeless Vault by someone in 61 of the Wasteland Era.

  The person is right method.

He established a complete technology recycling system for the Technical Department of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee and almost dedicated his life. He left the Great Rift Valley with disappointment in 45 years of the Wasteland Era, and went to the south along the road that was completely opposite to the Academy. .

  Vault 101 is obviously not the first shelter he visited, the access record left on the terminal outside the gate of Vault 100 more than a hundred years ago was left by him!

  Meeting Chu Guang's inquiring eyes, Fang Fang didn't explain anything, just took a sip of coffee, just like Chu Guang did when he first entered the door.

   Then, he said something meaningful.

   "What do you think would be the best ending for them?"

  Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

   “Each part does its job.

   Method: "What do you mean?"

  Chu Guang said concisely.

  " means literally, "tree" is a manager, supervision is supervision, and residents are residents. They actually got off to a pretty good start. The situation of other shelters may be much worse than their start. However, they completely deviated from the original idea when they were actually operating. The residents closest to the tree became the ones attached to the tree. Tree people, and the inhabitants farthest from the tree are not even people anymore.

   "Each perform their duties,

You are talking about the most idealized situation, but the actual operation may be completely another matter." Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, Fang Dandan said with a smile, "It's like the post-war reconstruction committee, no matter what you believe Believe it or not, it was the best way at that time. Never before have so many people of different identities dedicated themselves to the same thing without reservation. Without it, the planet might have been 'dead'. However, even so, it is

  Chu Guang said bluntly.

   "I know that the worst choices are the easiest and the best choices are always the hardest, so we won't be them."

  Method slightly raised his eyebrows.

   "Then which one are you?" Standing up from the coffee table.

   Chu Guang guessed that it was time to leave, glanced at the survivors of No. 100 Vault who were weeping for yesterday, and answered the question about the method.

   “We are somewhere in between.”

   "Neither the best nor the worst."

  The excavation work for shelter No. 100 is over. Twenty-two black boxes have been recovered from the shelter one after another, along with a large number of mechanical equipment.

Vault 100 has left an amazing technical legacy, especially a series of construction equipment including the "turtle" engineering armor, which is more suitable for complex terrain than the current "KV" and "Miner" series of exoskeletons commonly used by the Alliance. Under construction, even without auxiliary equipment such as scaffolding, you can work while climbing on a nearly vertical construction surface. …

  Because the supervisors of No. 100 originally planned to

  After a lifetime, the whole shelter has been focusing on "how to use limited resources and space to transform the environment of the shelter into a more livable environment" for a long period of time.

   Other than that, there are those little guys named Gabeng.

  The gene source of this thing is probably scarab beetles, but the original DNA has been modified so that even their own mothers don't recognize them, so they can be treated as a brand new species.

  The shells they shed are high-quality chitin raw materials, which can be used to produce polymer material bulletproof plates inserted on the exoskeleton, and can also be used to produce carbon-based integrated circuits.

  The database of Vault 100 contains various experimental data and complete industrial application methods of these chitin materials.

  According to those materials, the alliance can directly use the chitin materials piled up in the shelter patio as ore.

  Considering that there are more than 6 million bugs active there, it will probably exist as the alliance's biological mine for a long time.

   At the same time, the analysis of the ecological impact of "Cracking" is also being carried out simultaneously.

  According to the judgment of the alliance biologists, due to the

In a special ecological environment, a series of creatures including mutated water striders, warship shrimps, and even split-claw crabs are the natural enemies of "Crackling", so this kind of creatures did not spread to the wasteland outside Xizhou City like the claws of death. soil.

  But it is precisely because of this that the "Crackling" that survived the harsh environment will be more aggressive than a hundred years ago, and the thorns hidden in the abdomen will be sharper.

  At present, the Institute of Biology of the Alliance refers to the suggestion of No. 404 shelter, and officially named the "creak" discovered in 213 of the Wasteland Era as the ghost-faced insect, and further explored its biological technology and the industrial value of its carapace.

  In short, the novel gadgets recovered from Vault 100 are enough to keep the various research institutions and production units of the Alliance busy for a whole year.

  Camp 100.

  Looking at the machines piled up in the warehouse, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

   "Isn't there a normal shelter in this wasteland?"

  The scientific expedition team needs to conduct a value appraisal on the props obtained from digging graves, and then settle the rewards obtained by the Stormtroopers in this operation.

   This job will take a few days.

   While the password for the shelter and sit

  Targets are task mentions

   It was confessed that what they did was the easy work of prying the coffin boards, but the credit for saving the shelter was still on their heads, and the final rewards of silver coins and contribution points would not disappoint.

  As the head of the corps, Brother Quanshui also made great contributions to the players who went deep into the dungeon.

   Hearing my blackest brother's complaints, Quan Shui laughed.

"Is there a possibility that normal shelters don't need us to dig graves at all. They have completed their original plan in the past two centuries, either joining the survivor settlements on the surface, or becoming settlements themselves .

   Leaving aside the strange stuff of Kaimenghui, after fifty years of the Wasteland Era, Blue Coats have been added to Boulder City one after another. …

   In addition to this, the origin of the enterprise is also a refuge, and it is a single-digit number.

   Not to mention that the alliance itself is the same, and even gave back a batch of shelters that were already failing.

   "Survivor bias?"

  I sighed the darkest, and my eyes suddenly fell on the metal ball riding the robot spider, and I couldn't help but continued.

   "By the way, why did you follow along?"

  The bell riding on the back of the robot spider turned his head in dissatisfaction.

   "Ask me? I want to ask you! Didn't you agree to let me go to the museum as a tour guide? So where is the Alliance museum? How long do I have to stay in this ghost place?"

  I looked at it with the darkest expression.

   Can having this guy as a museum guide sell tickets?

   Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

  The two people standing in the room—the AI ​​looked towards the door almost at the same time, and saw a strange man standing there.

   It wasn't just him alone, there was a large group of sparse people behind him, it looked like there were a hundred or so.

  They wore blue coats, but their skin was dull gray, like mannequins in an old window.

   There is no doubt that they are androids.

  However, I don't know if it was intentional or not. They made the characteristics of the bionic person very obvious, even abrupt. Not only are they all bald, but even the facial features have only a perfunctory outline.

   It is exactly the same as Frost and Eclipse when they first came to the alliance.

  Looking at the person standing at the door, I have the darkest expression

   Suspicious, he blurted out subconsciously and asked.

"You are?"

   "My name is Gugel," the man seemed to take some time to remember his name, and he put his hands on his chest and saluted slightly, "We are survivors of Vault 100.

  I was the darkest and suddenly stunned, and the spring water standing beside me was the same, and a surprised expression appeared on my face.

  As for the bell, she stared at the man in front of her.

   "Gugel?! Is it you? You guys came back? Strange, my master said that the cowards are all dead, and he will die soon, why are you alive again!?"

  Looking at the chattering bells, Gu Geer's abstract facial features showed a touch of sadness, and he sighed softly as if he didn't want to recall more, and looked at me Hei Hei and Quan Shui.

   "The people in this camp told me that you can come here to find you, and through you you can find the manager."

  Commander Quanshui calmed down and asked with a strange expression.

   "Do you guys have anything to do with him?"

   "We want to see him again."

  The man named Gugel paused for a moment, and said sincerely.

   "We originally planned to sleep in Vault 101, but there is no longer any way to store our guilty and restless souls there.

  “So we thought, instead of spending the rest of the time repenting, it would be better to fulfill the long-cherished wishes of those compatriots who died because of us.

   "If you plan to rebuild the wasteland, our knowledge should come in handy, perhaps

  Relieve the suffering in our hearts a little. "

   "Hope he can take us in!

  Quan Shui opened his mouth and was about to say something when a loud voice suddenly came from not far from the door.

   "The League is not a charity and we don't take anyone in.

  Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from.

  I saw a blue power armor standing in the sun, looking at the crowd gathered at the warehouse door with a smile on its face.

"but-"

  As Quan Shui expected, his subject changed.

  “.Anyone with a genuine desire to end the wasteland and a spontaneous determination to contribute to this end, we welcome him to join us!”

   "Whether he is alive or dead.

  Looking at Gu Geer who was slightly moved, Chu Guang stretched out

   raised his right hand.

   "Welcome, survivors of Vault 100."

   “Tell me what you guys do best, and we can get started!

Chapter end