Chapter 574 We never treat those who help us badly

   "Wasteland OL" official website.

   Player communication section.

  The players who were active in Hope Town opened a separate post, shared the information they collected in the settlement, and discussed it in a hurry.

  Because the hotly discussed posts on the forum are basically related to the newly liberated Boulder City and the upcoming wave, there is no discussion on this post, and it is basically a few players of the Burning Corps.

  However, there are benefits to having fewer people.

  Everyone is basically discussing strategies and plots, and few people come out of the way.

Fang Chang: "In the 44th year of the Wasteland Era, the Ministry of Production signed the 'Act on the Restoration of the Province of the Clouds', confiscating all the research institutes of the Ministry of Technology in the Province of the Clouds, and this includes research related to the 'Gestalt Lifeform' project facility."

"Because the contradictions have accumulated for too long, the negotiation process was too simple and rough, and the peaceful incorporation turned into an armed conflict, causing some experimental subjects with unstable DNA to flee. Some of the experimental subjects fled inland, and some moved along the coastline...The information is in There are detailed records in the library of the Great Rift Valley, and I remember that it was included in the official website setting collection a few months ago."

"To make a reasonable guess, the researchers who fled to the wasteland did not give up their mission. They trekked across mountains and rivers to the Jinchuan province. After the War Construction Committee announced its dissolution in the wasteland era 45, they found Singularity City and the local residents. They collaborated to continue the study of Gestalt lifeforms and turn a small number, if not most, of the survivors into mutants."

   "The current Qi tribe is the descendants of those survivors one hundred and fifty years ago."

  After briefly sorting out the information Lao Bai collected from the pastor, Fang Zhang expressed his conjecture. After listening to his conjecture, some players were shocked.

  Ye Shi: "Damn it...are the residents of Singularity City crazy?!"

  Killing Dagger: "It's okay to take the initiative to become a mutant..."

Feng Feng: "It's not necessarily crazy. Put yourself in your shoes, suppose you are a billionaire, and now you are standing in front of... or a group of top scholars with various titles. They tell you that they are researching the ability to The technology to reverse cell aging, but now some evil forces are eyeing their immature research results. As long as you are willing to give them shelter and sponsor them to complete their research, not only you, but all human beings can use this novel technology .”

Fang Chang: "Your example is actually not accurate enough. The cake drawn by the 'Gestalt life body' is much more delicious than the aging cells, and the survivors at that time had just escaped from the asylum of the War Construction Committee, and they were all facing severe real survival tests... Now Standing in front of you are not only a group of scholars with top titles, but also scholars who have been persecuted by 'traitors', and they may have brought some black boxes. You can not only get material rewards by sponsoring him, but also morally. In the upper hand, everyone will support you, even if you accidentally take a little detour. (Squint eyes)”

Even if the imbalance between responsibilities and obligations and the gap between reality and ideals are the root of the crisis, and the plan of the production department is just a pre-judgment of the crisis, the military operation of the Yunjian Province is indeed the one that ignited the fuse. a match.

  In the eyes of the vast majority of survivors at that time, those people in the production department were traitors, and Ideal City even betrayed its own ideals.

  A group of researchers who have been persecuted by the Ministry of Production but still do not forget their mission have the halo of tragic heroes.

  When the War Construction Committee collapsed, no matter whether they went to Singularity City or Boulder City, they would definitely be accepted by the local residents.

  In that desperate era, most of the people who can still lead everyone forward have a little ideal in their hearts.

  Ye Shi: "But, mutants... are obviously not that kind of technology! (laughing and crying

Fang Chang: "Not for the time being. Don't forget that whether it is a mutant or a clone that grows at eight times faster, it is a by-product of the 'gestalt life form'. Although this by-product is not perfect, it is already stronger than this planet. The primitive life forms on Earth are too perfect. A definite investment opportunity is in front of you, what reason do you have to refuse? (Squint eyes)”

Fengfeng: "The starting point of Singularity City is actually better than that of Boulder City. At least there are no mutant slime molds in Jinhe City, and it has not been hit by a nuclear attack. Although the industrialization rate cannot catch up with Boulder City, there is no serious survival crisis, and there is no shortage of food. Yes... I think this may also be the reason why those researchers chose Singularity City as their new base."

  Old Bai: "Then some residents sacrificed themselves under the temptation of Gestalt life forms and became mutants?"

  Fang Chang: "Based on the information you obtained from the pastor, this is probably the case. And then, probably for some reason, they eliminated the original residents and installed penises on the mutants who didn't have penises."

  Guangfeng: "I heard that the reason why the earliest mutants didn't have reproductive organs was to prevent the spread of DNA... It shouldn't be difficult for those researchers to add back the deleted things."

  Quit smoking: "But why would they do that..."

  Guangfeng: "Who knows? Maybe the residents of Singularity City didn't have a pattern back then. (Slanting eyes

Fang Chang: "Actually, it's easy to understand from another perspective. A certain person and your grandfather promised that they will definitely complete the Gestalt life body in twenty years and make everyone a more perfect new human being. You firmly believe in this. In the end, you accepted it." Grandpa's class, seeing that I am about to become a grandfather, the promise has not been fulfilled."

"And at this time, a group of powerful eunuchs in the settlement lose their temper every day. They claim that their sacrifice and dedication have been cheated and ask you to change them back, but neither you nor the scholars you sponsor can do anything. This is after all It's an unfinished technology, no one has ever been to the future to see how far it is from the end, you can only settle for the next best thing to meet their other requirements...at least put their **** back."

   "Anyway, this technology is almost finished. Everyone says so, and you believe it if you say too much. When the last piece of the puzzle is completed, everything will be fine."

"Then a new problem appeared. I don't know when, a group of mutants who have never been human for a day appeared in the settlement. They found that they could knock out those weak bamboo poles full of bad ideas with a single punch. Not only do they live longer, but they hardly get sick and cold, but they look a little less popular...You can use your imagination freely, what this means in the wasteland at that time."

   "When more than 99% of the entire settlement is the new generation of mutants, and the old humans who joined them out of the worship of violence, the era of the old humans is over."

"Except for a few radicals, they will still remember where they came from, where they are going, continue with their previous plans, and continue to complete the 'gestalt life form' that will be completed at an unknown time. But most mutants will think that they It is already the most perfect form, and what we need to do now is to open up the living space of mutants in this world, and completely turn the old humans into livestock in the farm."

   "Some old humans will be loyal to them, or cooperate with them, in order to become a member of mutants and have a chance to survive in the new world."

  Gust: "From this perspective, the lines and programs of the Mutants and the Church of the Torch are almost identical..."

  Ye Shi: "No wonder they can urinate into a jug..."

  Old Bai: "By the way, Fang Chang, how did your conversation with the caravan leader of the Pine Cone Farm go?"

  Fang Chang: "That matter has been settled... He promised to cooperate with our investigation in the settlement. In exchange, we only need to take his family with us when we retreat."

   Quit smoking: "666!"

  Kidney Fighter: "Awesome! As expected of Brother Fang! The most realistic man in the whole server! (Funny

  Fang Chang: "Get lost!"

  Ye Shi: "But having said that, why are two of these profiteers running out?"

  Guang Feng: "Isn't this obvious? I smelled the smell before, but this time the fire burned my eyebrows. (Slanting eyes

  …

  The browsing room of Vault 404.

  Chu Guang, who was leaning on the sofa, finished reading the posts on the forum, and reorganized the information collected by the frontline players.

   At this time, the Union Biological Research Institute completed the analysis of the body of the prosthetic mutant, and Heya personally brought the analysis report.

   "The analysis results came out. The mutants in Jinhe City are genetically related to the mutants in Qingquan City... Most of the mutants in this area spread from there."

  Walking to the sofa opposite Chu Guang and sitting down, Heya stretched out her index finger and stroked lightly in the air, pushing the light blue window in front of him.

   "This is the detailed analysis result."

   Stretched out his index finger and opened the light blue holographic window, Chu Guang glanced at it briefly.

  The dense data and various graphics above have exceeded his knowledge, but he believes in Heya's professional level.

   "Where is the Great Desert?"

  Heya said concisely.

   "According to the samples sent by Pioneer City...the correlation between the two is very low, and I tend to think that they are branches with different origins."

   "Branches of different origin refer to..."

"To put it simply, their ancestors are mutants born from different research institutes, and each of them has made some improvements on the original basis. I remember that there are also research institutes on the west coast that are engaged in the research of 'Gestalt life forms', Legion Human clones are probably a by-product of that type of research facility.”

   When it came to this, a trace of emotion appeared on Heya's face, and she continued.

   "To be honest... I'm actually quite surprised that in that special period of material scarcity, those technicians could still use limited equipment to make such outstanding research results."

As a singularity technology isolated from the "horizon" of human civilization, the Gestalt lifeform was a mountain that the academic circles continued to climb but failed to achieve in the era of prosperity. Even with the rich DNA sample library provided by the colonial planet, the research progress is still slow .

   It is conceivable how amazing the difficulty of this grand project is.

  However, in the early days of the Wasteland Era—the most desperate era, the settlements still retained a certain ability to develop new technologies, and they were able to make some unexpected improvements on the existing achievements.

   This is actually quite difficult.

   “Really, what they did is pretty amazing in itself, if you put aside the downside of imperfect technology.”

  Looking at Heya who was full of emotion, Chu Guang suddenly thought of something, and continued.

   "By the way, the Alliance troops have collected some interesting clues in the south, which may be related to Vault 117—"

   Before his words fell, He Ya stood up from the sofa with a bang, and put her hands on the coffee table.

"Where is she!?"

   Being overwhelmed by her sudden reaction, Chu Guang, who hadn't recovered, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"she…"

   "Karen!" Staring at him intently, Heya said excitedly, "My mentor! Where is she!?"

   "Cough... don't get excited."

  Looking at Heya who was about to poke her nose on her face, Chu Guang coughed lightly, signaling her to calm down.

  Finally realizing her gaffe, Heya's cheeks flushed, and she quickly sat back on the sofa, putting her fist against her lips and coughing lightly.

"Feel sorry."

   "It's okay, I understand."

   After all, she has been sleeping for nearly twenty years, and when she opened her eyes, she was already a different person. That Professor Karen was probably her only relative in this world.

  According to the news from Vault 401, the professor is probably still alive, and he followed the torch to the south.

   Chu Guang also has many doubts about this

   Looking at Xiao Qi, he said.

   "Xiao Qi, please make me two cups of black tea."

  Xiao Qi pouted, with a displeased expression on her face, but she obediently responded to Chu Guang's order.

   "Okay, master."

   Not long after, X-16 walked in with graceful steps, put two cups of black tea on the table, nodded politely, and then exited the browsing room gracefully.

  Looking at Heya who gradually calmed down, Chu Guang spoke slowly.

"I don't have any specific information about your mentor here, but when the residents of my refuge were active in a place called Hope Town in Jinchuan Province, they found out that a group of residents of the refuge came to the settlement twenty years ago , traded some supplies from them with medicines."

"There is only one clinic in that small town. The doctor who works in the clinic is now the pastor of the town. He still has some impressions of those people... According to his memories, those shelter residents stayed in the town for a while and bought a lot supplies, and also inquired about Singularity City.”

   "Singularity City..." Chewing the word in a low voice, Heya's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

   Chu Guang looked into her eyes and asked.

   "Didn't you hear your mentor talk about it?"

   Heya shook her head.

"No…"

"That's it..." Chu Guang thought for a moment, then continued, "Since this is the case, I am more inclined to collect clues about Singularity City from the wasteland, and after learning about what happened a century and a half ago , took the initiative to contact that 'odd' tribe."

   Unless there is a special mission to perform, most of the blue coats tend to contact the survivors on the surface. Those people may even have been to Boulder City, only to leave on their own after being disappointed by the arrogant nobles.

  Singularity City is also a settlement in the planning blueprint of the War Construction Committee. They really have reasons to go south to try their luck.

  Heya muttered to herself.

   "What the **** does she want to do."

"I don't know, but according to the results of our investigation, twenty years ago happened to be the initial time point when the 'Odd' tribe showed aggressiveness. I am more inclined that the residents of Vault 117 have reached an agreement with them since then. Some kind of agreement was made... At that time, there should be no church, and the torch should be just a torch."

  Looking at the hot air on the teacup and the silent Heya soaked in the mist, Chu Guang sighed softly and continued.

   "I promised you that I will tell you the clues I have collected about Vault 117, but I hope you don't have too much psychological burden."

   "Hmm..." Heya nodded slowly, but that confused expression fully exposed the emotions in her heart.

  In her impression, her mentor is a very kind person, kind, capable, and brave, who is like her mother to her.

  She tried to understand what Professor Kallen was doing, but the closer she was to the truth, the more she felt as if she had fallen into a thick fog.

   Working with Mutants…

  What the **** are they trying to do?

   Didn’t you agree to rebuild a beautiful new world on the surface after the gate is opened?

   Heya vaguely remembered that her mentor had told her.

  One day in the future, she will have a very long dream, but don't worry, when she wakes up from that short dream and opens her eyes again, there is already a peaceful and fertile land outside.

  Thinking about it now, the crisis that overturned Vault 117 had probably been decided since then, and her mentor had decided to keep her from the very beginning.

   "I... wish I hadn't fallen asleep at the time."

  Holding the teacup tightly with ten fingers, Heya, who lowered her head, stared intently at the sparkling water in the cup, and stared at the same pair of sparkling eyes.

  Looking at her drooping eyelids, Chu Guang comforted her softly.

   "Perhaps... But thinking about it from another angle, it might not be the best arrangement now."

  He sometimes thinks about it.

   It would be great if I could travel back a few years earlier.

   Looking up, he saw a devastated wasteland. He always felt that when he opened his eyes, many irreparable things had happened.

   But at this time, he also thought, if he really woke up earlier, would the situation be different?

   Maybe it could be worse.

"makes sense…"

  Raising her sleeves and rubbing the corners of her eyes, a cheerful smile appeared on Heya's face again.

   "It would be great if I could talk to her face to face."

  Chu Guang nodded seriously.

"There will be a chance."

  …

  The night is getting darker, in the urban area of ​​Jinhe City.

  Standing on the roof of an abandoned building, Gann quietly looked towards the north direction, his brows twitched like caterpillars.

  Ogg set off in the morning.

   Logically speaking, this point should have come back long ago.

  However, it was quiet in the north, and there was no movement at all.

  He couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition.

   At this moment, a mutant sentry came running from the stairwell, and knelt down on one knee ten steps behind him.

   "Ogg, there is no news. Dust Town is in a mess."

   "They held a banquet there, with human bones, discarded weapons, and more than two hundred of our bodies."

  Two hundred?

   Gann was astonished, turned his burly body, and looked at the sentry who was kneeling on the ground.

   "Are you sure? There are so many?"

  The sentinel nodded his head like a pounding garlic.

   "Yes, many brothers died... By the way, I also picked up such a big bullet casing."

   As he spoke, the sentry pulled out his right hand behind his back, took out the shell casing he had seen on the battlefield, and handed it out respectfully.

   Gann reached out to pick up the thick shell casing, squeezed it with two fingers, and moved closer to his nose, his brows furrowed even tighter.

  At this moment, a voice of aging came from the direction of the stairwell.

   "This is not a weapon of the 'Iron Tower', it is specially designed for us."

   Gann looked in the direction of the stairwell, and saw a hunched figure standing there.

   That was the high priest of the clan, Chi Gomo, and the only old man he respected who was on the side of the secular faction. Compared with those pedantic old guys, he is one of the few good people who really care about the tribe.

  Seeing Gann looking over, the old mutant continued speaking slowly.

   "They are members of the alliance, so they shouldn't be wrong."

   "These people came prepared. The ones stationed in Hope Town are probably just outposts. There is no news about the people you sent out. It's probably a bad luck."

  The corner of Gann's mouth opened a cruel arc.

  As if venting his anger, he crushed the bullet case he was holding onto his fingertips into a twisted mess and threw it on the ground.

   "No matter who dares to oppose us, I will make them regret coming to this world!"

  Gomo nodded slowly and said respectfully.

   "I believe you have this strength, but to be on the safe side, we'd better discuss it with our allies."

  "The guys in the north have designed troublesome things for us, and we have to prepare more reliable weapons for our soldiers."

  With a hint of vigilance in his eyes, Gann nodded slowly.

   "Well, it is indeed a trouble."

  Although he has muscles all over his body, the muscles have not grown into his brain.

  The humans in the north have designed special weapons for them, and they have to find a way to forge stronger armor.

  Those guys who call themselves torches happen to be experts at this.

   If those guys don't want to see their plan go to waste, better figure it out for them.

  …

  The next morning.

  Hope the roadblock at the gate of the town has been dismantled, and there is a line of fully loaded trucks parked in front of the gate. Twenty or so heavily armed soldiers stood aside, ready to set off.

  Among these fighters, half of them are Xiao Yu wearing exoskeleton, led by Luo Yu. The other half were players from the Burning Corps, led by Brother Fang.

  The rest of the players followed Lao Bai back to the military base at the border of the provinces to stand by.

According to the NPC named Wu Wenzhou, too many people will easily cause suspicion. After all, the goods loaded in these six trucks add up to about one million silver coins. How can He De afford such a luxurious mercenary group? .

  Except for Xiaoyu who was really inconvenient to take off the exoskeleton, Fang Chang and the other players left the exoskeleton to Lao Bai and the others, and asked for help to bring it back to the military base.

   "...don't forget our agreement." Walking to Fang Chang's side, Wu Wenzhou's eyes flickered, and he reminded nervously in a low voice.

  Those mutants had terrified him yesterday.

  Now he sort of understands why his boss is in such a hurry to get out of that farm.

  Fang Chang gave him a reliable look with a bright smile on his face.

   "Don't worry, we will never treat those who help us badly."

   "Of course I believe you... Seriously, if only you would expand your territory here, we wouldn't have to leave our homes and go north."

  After leaving this sentence, Wu Wenzhou turned around and returned to the truck, grabbed the walkie-talkie hung on the central control and yelled.

"Set off!"

  The vehicle starts to start.

   Ye Shi, who climbed into the truck, sat next to Luo Yu, and suddenly looked up at the woods beside him.

   Noticing his movements, Luo Yu asked suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

   "...It's nothing." Looking away from the forest, Ye Shi muttered, "I felt like someone was watching this way just now."

   But he didn't feel the killing intent.

   Maybe it's the NPC in the town...

  (end of this chapter)