This Game is Too Real - Chapter 701

Chapter 701 breeds the soil of chaos

Port King Galleon.

Slums near the Governor’s Mansion.

The open space where the poor were drying their clothes was crowded with a large group of black people.

Although it is said to be drying clothes here, most of the clothes hanging on the hemp rope are rag-like tatters, which can only cover up privacy at most.

Due to the low education rate, and the lack of contraceptive measures and other forms of entertainment, people here like to create people for nothing, so that there are more people than clothes.

Some destitute survivors have even shared a gown as a family, and whoever needs to go out wears it.

It is precisely because of this that when Asin stood in the center of the crowd wearing a clean striped shirt and rough canvas pants, both his temperament and image seemed out of tune with the poor ghosts around him who were wearing old clothes or even wrapped in sheets.

Finally, amidst a burst of pushing and shoving by the people, an old man with wrinkled face and sallow complexion was pushed out.

His name is Jay, he is from the Rat tribe, he is less than sixty years old, but he looks like an old man buried in the ground.

But having said that, in the slums of Port King Gallen, living to the age of sixty is indeed considered an advanced age. Most people have lived their entire lives before they are forty years old.

People on this street agreed that since they are the children of the Rat people, it is most appropriate for them to be educated by the elders of the Rat people.

They need to figure out three things.

One is what those “iron men” said to him that day, and the other is where did he get the money for this outfit.

As for the third thing, it is also the most important one.

What does it mean to let them move out?

The old man who was pushed to the front had a look of helplessness on his face, but he also knew that it was best for him to do this by himself.

So he cleared his throat, looked at the young man in front of him seriously and said.

“Ah Xin, you are a good boy. I watched you grow up. I even hugged you when you were only as big as a coconut shell.”

Asin nodded.

“I remember, Grandpa Jay.”

There was a relieved smile on the old man’s face, but the rows of criss-crossing wrinkles soon became serious again.

“We all know that you are a good boy who is honest and responsible. You and your family are good people on this street, so you are on our side, right?”

“certainly.”

Axin nodded again, glanced at Grandpa Jay, then at the neighbors around him, and continued speaking slowly.

“I can swear to my gods, I wish you all the best of life more than anyone else.”

As soon as his voice fell, there was a shout of righteous indignation from beside him.

“Then what do you mean we moved?”

The angry shout immediately ignited the emotions of the surrounding people, and the reprimands that flew one after another instantly drowned the two standing in the crowd.

“Exactly! What do you mean!”

“This is our home! We’re not going anywhere!”

“How many benefits those people have given you!”

“Okay, I figured out where you got your clothes from!”

“Bah! Eat stuff that crawls inside and out!”

“I knew this group of mice didn’t have any good things!”

“Quiet, everyone…let me talk to this kid.” Jay pleaded in his voice, and raised his hand to try to calm everyone down, but all he received was a rain of spittle.

No one talked to him at all.

After all, the Rat People are just a bunch of lowly bastards.

Although they look like humans, their hearts are like rats in the gutter. People here look down on them from the bottom of their hearts.

Just as the werewolves produce the bravest and fiercest warriors, so they produce whores, pickpockets, thieves and profiteers.

This group of villains who do all kinds of evil are slightly higher than those of the Moon Clan who have been deprived of all property, power, and even personal freedom.

People here have no doubt that the next ethnic group to be reduced to slavery will definitely be these annoying rats.

It is a shame to allow this group of inferior people to live under the prosperity of the empire!

Everything would be better without them!

Bathed in the scolding of everyone, Ah Xin looked at the faces filled with righteous indignation expressionlessly, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

His status is indeed humble.

But where are these people?

Even if you are as noble as a wolf, living in this ghost place is just a dog picking up garbage and eating. Even if he is as docile as a sheep, he has given birth to cruel gangsters and robbers.

On the contrary, his old father, who was looked down upon by everyone on this street, lived honestly and diligently all his life. Not only did he not offend anyone, but he also taught him and his brothers and sisters to be honest. A good person, so that in the next life, he can be reincarnated as a personal master.

Touching his conscience, he said that he had indeed lived honestly and dutifully in the past seventeen years, and once planned to end his life like this.

Until yesterday, he was treated like a sewer rat by these guys, pushing and pushing him out of the crowd. The purpose was to test the origin of the group of “iron men” and their attitude towards them…

At that moment, standing alone on the street, he suddenly hated that useless self, and also hated those people who made him useless for seventeen years.

So much so that when those people handed him the gun, he wished he could kill those guys who pushed him out on the spot.

But he didn’t do that.

It’s not because of mercy.

It is that he is very clear about the gun in his hand—or in other words, who gave him the power of life and death.

Since the master can hand over the gun to him, he can naturally take it away from him.

In order to retain this power, he must do everything in his power to curry favor with them.

He will not be soft when it is time to kill.

but now.

He had to do it beautifully and with minimal cost—before he ran out of twelve bullets in the pistol.

Holding the cold metal texture in his pocket, he tried hard to overcome the fear in his heart and the instinct carved in his humanity for seventeen years.

Then, like an honest child, he nodded his head for the third time, and it was also the last time.

“That’s right, I took money, and it was a huge sum of money, a huge sum of money that you poor ghosts can’t imagine in this lifetime.”

The surroundings instantly became quiet.

He could feel that the eyes that looked at him were not only pure anger, but also had a hint of greed and desire.

It’s like a hyena meets a hare.

They only hated that they were not the ones who took over the gun from the alliance at that time, and they wished they could grab all the money in their pockets.

Without pause, Ah Xin exerted all his strength to maintain his composure, and calmly said the words he had been thinking about all night.

“A total of 40,000. Not only did I buy a new set of clothes for myself, which can be called clothes, I also bought a set for my brothers, sisters, sisters and parents. After that, we also bought a set of clothes. I plan to buy three pigs, and buy some things to subsidize the family, so that everyone’s life will be more comfortable.”

A slightly burly man took a step forward, his eyes fixed on him.

“Why are they paying you? The iron men.”

Ah Xin recognized this guy.

This guy’s name is Vikram, he is a werewolf. It is said that he has been a soldier before, but only this guy knows whether he has been a soldier or not.

He only knew that this guy was a well-known villain on the street, and he often bullied his older brothers and younger brothers, as well as his honest father.

Axin knew very well that the reason why this guy didn’t take the money from his pocket directly was not because he was afraid of himself, but because he was afraid of those “iron men” who seemed to be standing behind him.

That’s why…

No matter what he said, he couldn’t lose the support of those adults.

“I sold my house to them.” Asin looked at him blankly, imagining the group of iron men standing behind him, and continued slowly, “Now that house belongs to them , whether they blow it up or use it as a target, that’s their freedom.”

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard the words, including Vikram standing in front of him. Countless people had surprised and shocked expressions on their faces.

“You can’t do that!”

“It’s not just your house! It’s the house on this street!”

“Exactly!”

At least-

This is more than a huge sum of money and should have its own share!

Vikram’s eyes narrowed, and his tone was threatening.

“Boy, I live down the street from you! If the shell lands on me—”

“Then go and discuss with them! With those iron men!” Seeing the chattering crowd, Asin suddenly erupted, and a roar interrupted everyone’s words.

No one expected that this submissive, honest and low-key young man would suddenly lose his temper, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Even the famous villain on this street—the guy named Vikram looked at him in astonishment, like watching a freak who had taken the wrong medicine.

But even so, this guy is just watching.

Ah Xin knew that this guy would not dare to touch him.

He is extremely calm now, and even more sober.

He knew that the more unscrupulous he was acting at the moment, the more these people would think about having a backer behind them, and the more jealous they were about what gave him the courage to be unscrupulous.

What’s more, they didn’t guess wrong.

I do have that thing.

And it’s in his hands!

Looking around at the faces full of astonishment, Ah Xin continued speaking unabated.

“…Go ahead, hold together, and discuss with those iron men, let them fight with the empire elsewhere! Or you can send another cowardly guy to discuss with His Majesty, and ask him to send the port and the governor’s mansion to To those iron men!”

Looking at the speechless guys, he smiled coldly.

“…you don’t dare to do this, you only dare to find a bully who looks easy to bully, this person is the one you are very familiar with but not so familiar with, it is best that you usually work hard and won’t be beaten or scolded The one who fights back is like me standing here.”

“It’s me who wants to drive you away from here, right? Then come and kill me, and then watch your house slam into ruins! The soldiers of the empire will use them as shelters, the Governor’s Mansion The iron men here will use them as targets. When they finish beating, slap your **** and go away, you will get nothing but a pile of sand and dirt! Come on, you have no hands!”

No one did it.

Not even anyone to talk to.

Asin gasped slightly.

Never in his life had he spoken so many words, and in front of so many people.

But here he is, like a mouse cornered by a stray cat.

The only thing he can do now is bluff.

If he got scared, these people would literally kill him.

Gritting his teeth and holding back his trembling shoulders, Xin tried his best to recall the words he had thought up last night, and continued word by word.

“It’s me, the poorer poor ghost that you poor ghosts look down on the most, and now I have negotiated a suitable price for you, so that your worthless shacks can be exchanged for at least four of you. Touched fat pig!”

“40,000, 40,000 Xilan coins! If you are willing to dismantle them yourself, they will give you 20,000 more. This is the benefit I won for you! It’s me!”

He roared hoarsely, his voice was even hoarse, and when the people around heard it, they immediately boiled like a boiling oil pot.

Forty thousand!

If you take down the house by yourself, you will get an extra 20,000!

As far as their dilapidated house is concerned, let alone 40,000 Xilan coins, even 20,000 may not be taken by anyone! And even if it’s worth that much money, no one will buy it.

Many people are already moved.

As the young man named Asin said, this amount of money is an astronomical figure for most people living here.

With this money, they can not only go to the countryside to build a spacious hut, but also buy three or four big fat pigs.

And with pigs, even if they are productive farmers, it is better than being crowded in this slum to pick up those odd jobs that have a last meal.

Seeing that everyone was moved, Vikram panicked.

He usually makes a living by collecting protection fees, extorting money, and doing some sneaky things, and these jobs are all well-divided territories.

If this block is gone, he will be like a wild dog without a home, he can only go to other dogs’ territories to grab food from them.

He will be killed by those more ruthless wild dogs!

He has no objection to selling his broken house for a good price.

But at least that should be a huge sum of money that can make him live comfortably for the rest of his life!

It would be better for him to become a real werewolf, instead of hanging out with these poor ghosts like a wild dog!

“Wait! Why is it only 40,000—” Vikram put on a fierce expression, and took a step forward sternly.

If he takes a few people to discuss with those iron men, maybe he can ask for more—

However, before he could speak, a sudden gunshot interrupted it.

There was a blood hole on his forehead, and Vikram stared at the young man whose arms kept shaking with wide-eyed astonishment. After a while, he fell heavily on the ground, with red and white scattered all over the floor.

He didn’t know.

Someone has been aiming at his head for a long time.

Hearing the gunshot, there was a commotion among the crowd, like monkeys being splashed with hot oil, but instead of moving forward, they moved backward in fear.

Jay looked at the Ratman boy who pulled out his gun in disbelief, as if looking at something rebellious, and said in a trembling voice.

“You killed…”

“Yes, let me be a beast in my next life.”

Trying hard to hide the trembling of his index finger and arm, Asin put the gun back into his pocket, said this sentence indifferently, then looked at the people around him and continued.

“What about you? Do you take your money and get out of here, or do you want to be like him?”

As he expected.

Nobody cared about that body.

People die here every now and then, whether it’s from starvation or disease, no one cares at all.

Even if the Governor’s Mansion is right next to it.

What they care more about is the gun in his hand, the gun given by the iron man and symbolizing authority, even though there are only 11 bullets left in the gun.

besides-

They still care about themselves.

Or money.

As for Vikram.

That guy is already dead.

Not many people liked him when he was alive, let alone after lying on the ground, the mass grave is his final destination.

The man standing behind Vikram moved his Adam’s apple, restrained the panic on his face, stared at the young man standing in the crowd and said.

“Can you… promise to help us get the money?”

Asin said without hesitation.

“I promise.”

The man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and walked forward.

Ah Xin stared at him intently. Although he was flustered in his heart, it didn’t show on the face that was numb from seeing the blood.

One step.

Two steps…

At a distance of three meters, the man suddenly stopped and took a deep breath.

“…Thank you for everything you do for everyone.”

Adam’s apple twitched, he continued.

“As you said… this place will soon be in ruins, and even if we don’t take the money, nothing will change.”

Surrounded by silence for many seconds.

People seem to be surprised at his approval.

But soon, sparse voices began to sound.

“really…”

“The price is enough.”

“Your Majesty will not give it to us.”

“My dilapidated house has been leaking for a while, and I’m planning to build a new one.”

It’s a lot easier when someone takes the lead.

Although there was a bit of hesitation and hesitation in those words against his will, there was no surprise in the meaning revealed, and most of them were affirmation and praise for Ah Xin.

Looking at the obedient crowd, Xin heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn’t thank the man, but just looked at him indifferently and said.

“your name.”

The man said respectfully.

“Kunal… dog people.”

Ah Xin nodded.

“From now on, you are mine.”

The man looked happy.

At this moment, tiny raindrops suddenly floated up from the sky full of dark clouds, and one drop after another fell on the blood-stained muddy ground.

Finding it raining, people are like dogs hearing the dinner bell, rushing to the clothes and sheets hanging on the hemp rope to dry, scrambling to take them into their arms, for fear of being wet by the rain, and even more so. Afraid of being taken by others.

Ah Xin just squatted down, picked up a shell casing from the ground, and raised his trembling thumb to wipe off the muddy water stained on it.

“Go and bury him.” He tried his best not to show any timidity in his voice.

Standing in the rain, Kunal nodded respectfully, like a loyal servant.

“yes!”

Not just Kunal.

Several men also grabbed the hands and feet of Vikram lying on the ground, and moved it to the outside of the square.

From this moment on, they are all his little brothers.

No need to say anything at all.

Ah Xin, who was squatting in the rain, didn’t get up, but just quietly looked at the pool of blood that hadn’t been washed away by the rain in the distance, his eyes were fascinated.

This is his first kill.

He found that as long as people are not treated as human beings, but as animals, this matter is easier to do than he imagined.

Although his arms are numb now, his jaw is in severe pain, and his legs are too weak to stand up…

…

“Shit, it’s raining.”

“Hurry up and find a place to shelter from the rain.”

Near the Rowell camp, near the slums on Blackwater Street.

The four players who were patrolling along the alley suddenly saw that it was raining, and it was getting bigger and bigger, so they walked to the eaves of a nearby house.

It’s a pity that the eaves are too narrow, and it’s windy outside. No matter how they lean against the wall, the rain can fall on the armor.

The “Type Five” exoskeleton has good water wading performance, but it is troublesome for water to enter the gaps in the bulletproof plates, and some moving parts have to be reoiled for maintenance.

The more complicated the machine, the more picky it is about the working environment. I am afraid that the only one that is really durable is the small mosquito plane produced by Goblin Technology.

Maybe…

They should hire some NPCs to do this.

[Mountains and rivers into a dream] Thinking so in my heart, I saw a few pairs of dark eyes staring at them through the half-closed window.

He looked at [Zero Chong] of the perception department, who shook his head.

“No killing intent.”

Shanhe Lumeng walked to the door, reached out and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and a wrinkled face poked out from the crack of the door, the terrified eyes filled with uneasiness.

“grown ups?”

“Let’s take shelter from the rain for a while.”

After finishing speaking, Shanhe Lumeng took out a 100 denomination Xilan coin, and stuffed it into the hand of the old man whose face was full of disbelief.

“Thank you…thank you.” The old man thanked him sincerely, and stepped back to make way for the door.

It was very dark in the room, but I could barely see clearly.

In a room less than ten square meters, there is a table with some pots and pans on it, and the pair of black eyes are hidden behind the table.

They were children of eleven or twelve, with sallow complexions and dirty faces, boys and girls, wrapped in nothing but a sheet of linen wadding, as if from a full curtain or The sheets were torn off.

Looking at the shiny exoskeleton and the rifle hanging on the chest, the faces of these children are both timid and curious.

They had never seen these iron men in armor, and they only felt that these men seemed to be more powerful than those soldiers carrying rifles.

The two girls who looked slightly older, with fear and apprehension on their faces, quietly climbed upstairs along the ladder under the urging of their mother.

Shanhe Lumeng had some unbearable eyes, but he didn’t say anything. He just took three teammates and stood at the door to shelter from the rain, trying not to disturb the lives of these people.

The two sides just faced each other in silence, only the patter of rain outside the window.

After a while, it seems that these “iron men” are not so scary, and because their eyes cannot be seen through the eyepiece, the adults and children in the room gradually no longer care about them.

Except for the three women who went upstairs and did not come down, the others gathered around the table, and with their hands, they took out lumps of mud the size of a baby’s fist from the iron basin filled with maroon mud and spread them on the table. Form into cakes.

The old man murmured something plausibly, stretched out his mud-stained hands, grabbed some crushed wild vegetable leaves, pepper powder, and cardamom powder from the basket on the side, and sprinkled them on the mud cake one after another.

The players standing at the door glanced at each other, swallowed involuntarily, and whispered in the communication channel

“This is… dirt?”

“Eighty percent yes.”

“Mom…”

“From this point of view, nutrition cream is more delicious.”

“But they have condiments.”

Shanhe Lumeng did not speak.

He remembered seeing it on Sis’s post, it is said that there is a vast red land on the north side of King Gallon Port.

The red land is completely different from the “Guanyin soil” they usually understand, both in color and composition. It seems that it has been artificially improved. Although it can’t grow anything, it can be eaten directly after boiling to filter out the sand and stones and draining.

The local poor will mix some plant fibers and seasonings into it to make it less difficult to swallow.

Of course, although eating this artificially improved mud is not as dangerous as eating kaolin, it is impossible to eat this stuff seven days a week.

Most of the bottom of King Gallon Port is still based on black beans and a larger bean that looks like chickpeas as the staple food, with various berries and wild vegetables as supplementary food. As for the main source of protein, it is mainly some insects and freshwater snails.

As for the “mud cake”, it is only used as a supplement when the economy is not well off.

In short, because it is located at the junction of tropical and subtropical regions, and is located on the impact plain on the banks of the Yongliu River, the food sources in this area are quite rich.

It is precisely because of this that this settlement can accommodate so many people—so that the population far exceeds the carrying capacity of this piece of land.

But the survivors living here are just alive, not even as dignified as the cows in the barn.

At least only outsiders can eat them.

Not long after, the man’s ceremony of spreading the seasoning was over, and the mud cakes on the table turned into half-dried ones.

He picked up some cakes, put them into a palm-sized bowl, handed them to the older children beside him, and whispered to him to deliver them to the mother and sisters upstairs.

Then he rubbed his hands together, and greeted the family members who had already swallowed their saliva to start the meal.

Standing at the door, Ling Chong couldn’t bear to watch anymore. He took out the compressed biscuit stuffed in his backpack, walked forward regardless of the captain’s eyes, and gave it to the child who was closest to him in the panic-stricken eyes of the family. Lianyu said in a low voice.

“Eat this.”

He knew very well that there was no point in doing so. It was like stuffing gold coins into the house of an NPC with nothing to change.

But he did it anyway.

There is no special reason, isn’t it just to have a clear idea when playing games?

Shanhe Lumeng shook his head, but said nothing, while Erliang Yueguang, who was standing beside him, quietly gave a thumbs up.

The little girl as tall as the breastplate of his exoskeleton stared wide-eyed, stared at him through the fluffy hair, and then looked at her father. Seeing that her father did not object, she bit Take a bite of the plastic wrap.

Seeing that she had been stabbed in the mouth by the plastic sawtooth, Ling Chong quickly gestured with his hand.

“Got to tear it apart, like this.”

The little girl hesitated for a moment, followed his gestures clumsily tore open the plastic wrapping, and took another bite of it hesitantly.

In an instant, her eyes widened, and those dark eyes seemed to be painted with a layer of color, and a hazy wave of light rolled out.

That was a delicacy she had never tasted.

She stuffed it into her mouth hungrily. Seeing this, Ling Chong looked around, but didn’t see the water container, so he gritted his teeth again, took out a bottle of bottled water from his backpack, unscrewed it, and handed it out.

“Don’t choke.”

The little girl was choked, she coughed vigorously, took the water bottle and drank most of it before recovering.

Unbuttoning the mask of the helmet, Ling Chong squatted down, smiled and reached out to touch her fluffy hair, and asked in a gentle tone.

“What’s your name?”

“Arnold.”

Why does this name sound like a boy?

never mind.

Lingchong didn’t care, and continued with a smile.

“My name is Ling Chong. If you see a bad guy with a gun with a long stick, you can go over there and find us.”

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of Rowell’s camp, which was where their centurions were stationed and where the rebels were stationed.

Arnold, with a mouth full of biscuit crumbs, nodded his head vigorously, licking his fingers, wondering if he listened to his words.

The children around were all looking at this side helplessly, swallowing their saliva, and the sticky mud cake in their hands instantly tasted bad.

Thinking about giving them all, and not missing this one, Zero Chong simply took out the last few compressed biscuits from his backpack and distributed them to everyone present, including their father—the wrinkled old man .

Looking at the children gobbling it up, Ling Chong felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart, with a contented smile on his face.

A few compressed biscuits don’t cost much, not to mention that no one eats them at all, they are just a temporary supply just in case.

The older boy took his younger brother upstairs, as if he planned to share the delicious food brought by “Iron Man” with his sister and mother.

The old man stared at the biscuit in his hand in silence, with a sad face, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he looked at the smiling Ling Chong pleadingly.

“Arnold is too small… change it.”

Ling Chong’s smile instantly froze on his face.

“What?!”

Erliang Yueguang couldn’t help laughing, and leaned against the earthen wall beside him, clutching his stomach. Shanhe Lumeng looked at that guy with black lines all over his face, and then felt ashamed and looked away.

The [Version Firstborn] who had been silent all this time suddenly shook his shoulders like a comeback, and spoke.

“In Borneo Province, only elders and husbands can touch a woman’s head. If it is an unmarried woman, touching the head means proposing marriage… I just went offline and checked in Lao Si’s post.”

“Damn it!?”

Shanhe Lumeng sighed.

“Drag it out and kill it.”

Erliang Yueguang, who was still giving a thumbs up a second ago, also nodded in deep agreement.

“+1, what a f*ck newborn.”

Version nascent: “…?”

“Wait, I don’t make it! This doesn’t count!”

Quickly stood up from the ground, Ling Chong wanted to explain dumbfounded, but all three teammates looked at him with disgust.

The little girl named Anuo just licked her fingers, indifferent to the chattering voices of those people, and didn’t understand why her father sighed.

A pair of dark eyes stared straight at the delicious backpack, all she was thinking about was one thing.

It would be nice to have another piece.

Unknowingly, the rain outside the house stopped.

Just when Shanhe Lumeng was planning to leave here with three teammates as soon as possible, a gunshot from outside the window suddenly broke the tranquility after the rain.

That’s the sound of the Ripper’s rifle!

The four of them were instantly alert.

Without waiting to say goodbye to the family, Shanhe Lumeng pushed open the door and rushed to the street, followed by three teammates with live ammunition behind him.

With the addition of the exoskeleton, the four of them moved as fast as a bolt of lightning. In just one breath, they formed up in the direction of the gunfire, and leaned against the bunker to set up their rifles.

However, to their surprise, the group of guys with guns standing on the opposite street were not their enemies.

It’s my own…

(end of this chapter)