Chapter 449 Eternal "Love" (1/2)

Unprofessional reaction: "Don't move?!"

Xinghe Bumenghe: "What's going on?"

Luo Yu: "I didn't do it! I just put on my helmet and watched the countdown, but the timer kept moving. QAQ"

Feng Qing: "???"

Xinghe couldn't sleep: "I was scared to death. I quickly put it on and took a look. Fortunately, I'm fine."

Guigui: "That's weird, aren't you on the same plane?"

Xinghe does not dream: "I don't create it!! (laughing to death) (funny)"

Luo Yu: "(angry)"

In "Wasteland OL", being able to fly a plane into the sky is not considered news. It is someone who knows how to pull the joystick and step on the switch, and being able to fly the plane back safely is considered awesome.

At first, when everyone heard that Luo Yu crashed the plane again, they didn't feel anything. They even typed "Don't fuck 6" for him on the public screen.

However, when he heard that the countdown to resurrection was stuck, the players who were swiping 666 could not get up, and the plane pilots were all blown up.

Everyone expressed disbelief and asked him to prove it.

However, the problem with this game is that the image is not directly displayed on the retina, and even directly skips the optic nerve and reaches the brain.

Unless they are the owners of the helmet, even other players who are qualified for closed beta testing will not be able to see anything while wearing it.

In other words, it won't work to stick your phone into the helmet to take pictures. Fang Chang tried this operation when he first got the helmet.

Ye Shi: "Impossible. Although Brother Guang is a bit bad at playing games and a bit petty, there is no need to say that he is aboveboard in doing things. If his account is really banned, he will definitely not get you a locked resurrection CD. You put on the helmet again. Look, maybe it’s stuck?”

Kuangfeng: "Aguang: I remember you. (Squinting)"

Ye Shi: "Brother Guang, I was wrong. (Awkward)"

Makabazi: "Hahaha! Coward! Hahahaha! Damn it!"

Fang Chang: "Is there a bug? Let me ask for you."

Mosquito: "What kind of bug? It must be a cheat! Brother, tell me quickly, where did you buy the cheat? How much does it cost per month? (bad smile)"

Luo Yu: "Zhuo! This game doesn't even have an operating system, so it's so fucking messy! (Going crazy)"

Teng Teng: "It's too tragic..."

Crow Crow: "Yes. Under normal circumstances, being locked up in a small dark room by A Guang only lasts for 72 hours. It will pass if you persist for a while. At least there is hope. The countdown to resurrection is stuck... It feels like a ghost story. (╯﹏ ╰)b”

WC really has mosquitoes: "What? Crow Crow was locked up in a dark room by A Guang???"

Debt-eyed: "I bet Aguang is also in the dark room!!"

Pick up trash and pass it on for the tail! "

Crow: "???"

As the victim continued to broadcast his "withdrawal reaction" condition live, the number of posts grew higher and higher, and it soon became the most popular post on the forum, with players and cloud players coming to join in the fun.

Under the cheers of the melon-eating crowd, A Guang, who had been pretending to be dead for five minutes, finally emerged.

"Ahem, please be patient. Since no player in this game has been killed by a nuclear bomb so far, there is a slight bug in the memory program, but it's not a big problem! I have reported the bug to the technical department. My colleague said that two plumbers would come over and take a look later.”

Luo Yu: "What do you mean it's not a big problem! (angry)"

Guang: "Of course, we will provide certain compensation to the affected accounts. The compensation plan is currently under study. It should be a very special reward... I will have a meeting with my colleagues to discuss it later."

Luo Yu: "Brother!!! (excited)"

WC really has mosquitoes: "What the hell? Is there any compensation?"

Quit smoking: “Is it too late to be nuke???”

Fang Chang: "Ahem, I just wanted to ask... Where are the nuclear bombs near Ideal City? I don't mean anything else. I just feel a little homesick."

Looking at the replies in the forum, Chu Guang's brows couldn't help but twitch.

These guys...

Can you be of some use?

However, it is indeed a big problem that players cannot log in. It affects the game experience is a small matter, but triggering emergency tasks is a big deal.

The morphogenesis field is the alliance's biggest trump card.

The only thing that is uncertain now is whether this situation is due to external factors, or whether the shelter decided that the clones were risky and took the initiative to cut them.

Whatever the case may be.

Such unstable factors must be eliminated as the first priority!

Thinking of this, Chu Guang immediately ordered.

"Xiaoqi, issue a mission to all players in the area near the coordinates and ask them to go to the scene and recover the pilot's body."

Xiaoqi reminded in a low voice.

"But Master, that coordinate area is outside the communication range."

Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"Aren't they offline yet?"

"Maybe you're celebrating because you just won the battle?" Xiao Qi said in an uncertain tone.

Um……

It is indeed possible.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and then ordered.

"Copy the mission information to the VM of the player 'WC is really full of mosquitoes' and ask him to fly it to them."

Since the Beta version era, the scope of player activities has become wider and wider, and the proportion of players who have been active outside the alliance communication range for a long time has been close to 6%.

Chu Guang asked Xiaoqi to upgrade the VM's software program. Not only can players access missions from the shelter offline on the official website, but the player's VM also has the function of a mission transmitter, which can be used in certain situations. NPC preset tasks are synchronized to nearby players' taskbars.

Tasks issued this way are of very short scope and are usually only used as a contingency.

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, tilted her head.

"But doesn't it matter outside the voyage?"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter. One less plane is not a big problem. Just let him stuff a folding bicycle in the cabin and land on any flat ground."

…

North of Petra Fortress.

The market at the gate of the city is now decorated with lights and crowds of people, and the lively atmosphere is like a roaring fire.

The sound of drinking and drinking extended from the tavern to the street, where the drunkards hanging around were shouting in drunken voices.

"Long live the kingdom!"

"Long live the spirit of the sand sea!"

"Cheers to the Envoy of God!"

"Hahaha! I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight!"

There is no curfew all night today. The Lord of the City has said that they can drink until dawn as long as they want.

Only tonight, the patrolling guards will not drive these drunken drunkards home, but will only stand by and watch to prevent them from causing trouble after drinking too much.

Just a few hours ago, they had just defeated the invincible legion, prevented the curse and disaster that befell Oasis No. 4, and protected the peace of the kingdom.

I heard that His Majesty the King will personally visit the fortress the day after tomorrow to commend them for their bravery. The high priest of the kingdom will also arrive together to meet the kind and benevolent divine envoy.

Until now, no one would doubt the identity of the God Envoy.

All the soldiers or militiamen who participated in that battle witnessed the scene that happened in the Lost Valley.

The light that shattered the clouds and the flames and air pillars that destroyed the heaven and earth are undoubtedly the description of the end of the world in "The Holy Word of Silver Moon"!

Just as people were immersed in the joy of victory and survival, a plane appeared in the northern night sky and happened to be seen by the patrolling guards.

"what is that?"

Bright lights flashed in the sky.

He immediately took a look through the binoculars and saw an airplane with a shark head painted on it, flying towards here with lights on.

The bloody teeth showed that the person who came was evil at first glance, and sharks were even more dangerous beasts in the eyes of the sailors of Silver Moon Bay.

The guard immediately became alarmed and reported the discovery to the patrol leader.

The captain did not dare to neglect after hearing this and immediately gave the order.

"The cavalry team is assembled, come out with me and have a look!"

The plane did not go directly to the Petra Fortress, but landed in the sand dunes to the north.

A pair of cavalrymen rushed out of the city and surrounded the plane in the direction of landing.

As soon as Mosquito crawled out of the cabin, he saw a circle of cavalry carrying horse rifles surrounding him.

The murderous battle made him stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he immediately pulled out the Confederate flag placed in the cabin.

"Don't do it! We're one of our own!"

…

City Lord's Mansion.

In the granite hall, the orchestra played melodious and elegant music, and people in luxurious clothes also drank indulgently to celebrate this hard-won victory.

People were coming and going in front of the long tables. The long tables were filled with pottery filled with wine. The plates were filled with roasted red chicken legs, lamb legs, beef, and all kinds of strange vegetables and fruits. .

The variety of food here is astounding.

Sitting in front of the long table, the players of the Skeleton Corps gave full play to the spirit of the CD-ROM. Each and every one of them turned into a rice bucket, eating and drinking with their bellies open, and they did not forget to talk in whispers.

"Hey, if we buy some cattle and sheep from here and transport them back, we will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Let's talk about it when we get back. We have to go to the southwest of the Lion Kingdom to rendezvous with the large army, and then go north to liberate the Honey Badger Kingdom... There are still a lot of activities behind."

"When do you leave?"

"It depends on when the logistics convoy will arrive. We can't drive the tank directly across it."

"By the way, I think the princess of the Honey Badger Kingdom looks really good."

"Damn it, why aren't managers interested!"

"Why do you care about this?"

"I made a damn bet!"

"wipe……"

As reinforcements from the Alliance, they were warmly entertained by the Lord of Petra Fortress.

Whether it was for the sake of the fifteen tanks that drove the legion into hiding, or the fact that most of these people were awakened, they were worthy of this respect.

Benefits do not necessarily have to be obtained through war, but strength is always the basis of respect.

No one cared about their hungry faces.

Even traditional aristocrats like Ruskin, who even pay attention to the angle and strength of cutting steaks, would selectively ignore their indecent behavior during the banquet. Instead, they were deeply impressed and admired by their informal demeanor and appetite.

There are still some differences between the capitulation faction of the Camelback Kingdom and the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

The latter is due to interests, while the former is simply a worship of force and aversion to unstable situations.

If the Alliance could defeat the Legion on the frontal battlefield, they certainly wouldn't mind kneeling in the other direction.

"Holy Spirit of the Sand Sea... That person just stuffed at least half a lamb into his stomach!"

"Where did all the food go?"

"That guy over there ate five chickens!"

"Incredible...how rude this is."

"Rude? You call that rude! If I could eat five roast chickens in one meal, I would eat them with my hands!"

"Correct, eating a lot of meat is the elegance of a warrior...at most it's just a cultural difference."

"With so many brave and capable warriors, no wonder the Alliance dares to compete with the Legion!"

Just when the nobles who had eaten enough and had nothing to do were surprised and stunned, whispering about whether they should choose two sons-in-law to improve their collateral bloodlines, Sisi on the other side seemed to be in trouble.

Lord Sion walked up to her.

This powerful man had a bandage on his arm, and because he was slightly drunk, his stubble-covered, calm face had a somewhat rosy sheen.

"Excuse me, do you have a husband?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Where's your fiancé?"

"…What are you doing?"

"Can I be your suitor?"

Hearing these words, the sesame paste that was drinking milk next to him almost spit out. The one who was competing to eat more chicken legs and tails and meat immediately ended the battle and raised his head excitedly.

"Oh oh oh! Sisi was proposed to by an NPC!"

"Pass it on! Sis has a baby!"

Si Si was stunned on the spot.

"……ah?"

Taking those few incomprehensible cheers as encouragement, Thain looked at her intently, with sincerity in his affectionate eyes.

"...I know I may be a little abrupt when I say this, but I can't keep these words in my heart. Your beauty and bravery attract me. Can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

"If you are still angry with me because of what happened before, I sincerely apologize to you."

Sis looked at this guy blankly.

"I'm not angry...but you have a wife, right?"

The man with the beard smiled sheepishly and said slightly shyly.

"There are only three...but that's not important. They and I are not in love, just in marriage."

Sisi: "..."

Tails: "giao!"

Rourou asked in a low voice: "Awei, how...how do you pass this on?"

Tai held his chin as if thinking hard.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, but before she could say anything, her mouth was covered by a smiling sesame paste, leaving only the sobs leaking out from between her fingers.

"You can't be jealous, O Wei."

Sisi, who did not listen carefully to the playfulness of his friends, came back from being speechless and sighed.

"Sorry, you're a good person."

Although there is no need to be so realistic in the game, this guy is far from her ideal type.

Not to mention the art style of "X and the Producer", at least it must be as tall, mighty, handsome and serious as the manager...

Well, actually the first two don't matter, the main thing is to see serious people being trained to look unserious.

That kind of contrast between appearance and duplicity is very jarring.

Sion was stunned for a moment, with a confused expression on his face, and his head didn't turn around for a while.

He is a good person...

Why are you sorry?

…

The other side of the banquet hall.

Mole poured himself a glass of wine, looked at the dazzling array of barbecues on the table, and sighed.

"It would be great if Lao Na was here."

There is a lot of food here, but there are very few cooking techniques. No matter what kind of meat, it is stuffed into the oven with spices, and then served on vegetable leaves.

Then there are all kinds of fruits, some similar to those he can find in reality, and some he has never seen before.

I heard that in some nearby deserts, there are sandworms that are taller than city walls.

If Lao Na were here, she would definitely be ecstatic.

A captain sitting next to him thought he was talking to him, but didn't understand what he was talking about, so he said embarrassedly.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"Nothing, I said... it would be great if my good brother Lao Na was here." Mole repeated it in human couplet unhurriedly.

"he……"

The captain's Adam's apple moved, and he vaguely guessed something from his expression, so he stopped talking.

"died."

After saying the unspoken word for him, the Mole burped with a sad look on his face, and narrated what happened at dusk in an embellished way.

"In order to buy me time, he took the initiative to rush out with the tank. He used it as a decoy to attract the enemy's firepower, and ended up colliding with the artillery shell of the legion tank... When the battle was over and I walked up to take a look, there was not a single body inside. No intact bodies were found."

The captain was silent for a moment.

This tall and thick man patted his shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice.

"...Don't be too sad. The spirit of the Sand Sea will remember his bravery and die for sacred honor, and his soul will enter the eternal oasis."

"I'm not sad, there's nothing to be sad about," Mole shook his head and sipped the red wine slowly, "Anyway, I'll be able to see that guy when I fall asleep soon."

After hearing this, everyone around was silent for a while.

The captain sniffed, and an unknown wealthy lady next to him secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

They went to fight in a foreign country, but their comrades collapsed at the last moment before dawn, unable to drink the wine of victory together.

That pretending to be strong is heartbreaking.

However, they didn't know that everything this man said was true.

After the banquet was over, he found a place to lie down and brag on the official website with those guys.

Nothing wrong!

The captain didn't say any more words of comfort, he just raised his glass and touched it with the mole.

"The Alliance will always be our friend. I will remember this friendship. I hope our friendship will last forever!"

The tone was extremely sincere and sincere.

The Mole grinned and clinked glasses with him.

"May our friendship last forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened.

Amidst the melodious music, a guard wearing bulletproof armor walked quickly to the side of the Lord of Sion City.

"Sir, a plane landed in the Gobi Desert north of Petra. The pilot who got off the plane claimed to be from the Alliance."

Sion, who had just been given the good guy card, was still confused and couldn't figure out why he was rejected.

But after hearing the guard's report, he immediately put aside his love for his children and became serious.

"Invite him here."

The soldier stood up straight and saluted, then quickly turned around and walked back.

Sion cleared his throat, went to find the regiment leader named Mole, and walked with him to the door of the banquet hall.

The pilot was soon brought in.

He wore a pilot hat with hyena skin seams on his head. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the dazzling array of food and wine in the banquet hall, and his eyes widened for a moment.

"Damn it, I was beaten to death on the front line, and you guys are eating too well!"

It was he who blew the head and blood.

The battle in the afternoon was not difficult at all. The planes on the opposite side didn't even have a chance to rush up to engage in a dogfight, and were completely wiped out by a round of artillery fire from the administrator.

This was the most enjoyable time he had ever fished for French fries. He was not as comfortable as when he was fishing for bone-chewing tribes.

Seeing that this guy looked like he had never seen the world, Mole hurriedly coughed.

"Don't embarrass the alliance... why are you here?"

"Hey," Mosquito raised his eyebrows and said with joy, "The manager personally asked me to come over and deliver the letter."

As he spoke, he tapped the VM twice with his index finger, and soon a slight vibration was synchronized to the mole's arm.

[Task 1: Investigate the crash area of ​​the "Yunting" ornithopter. 】

[Task 2: Recover pilot Luo Yu’s body (or remains). 】

The moment Mole saw these two tasks, he was confused.

Recovering the remains is okay.

Good guy, after being hit by a million-yield three-phase bomb, what remains would be left...

Can there be two taels of ashes left?

"...Isn't this fucking forcing others to do something difficult?" He finally couldn't help but complain.

Mosquito chuckled.

"I also think that only brothers who force others to find it can find this thing."

Mole: "No...what's the use of that thing?"

Mosquito: "The devil knows! But it's reasonable to know how to complete this mission. You may not know it if you haven't logged out. Brother Luo Yu seems to have been bombed into a bug by a nuclear bomb."

Mole: "What the hell?"

Is there really a bug in this game?

No wonder it is being revised every time it is updated...

Mosquito continued.

"Anyway, Aguang is contacting the technical department for emergency repairs, but he probably didn't notify the NPC in the game. The manager asked his most loyal Mr. Mosquito to come and take a look."

Mole: "..."

Mosquito chuckled and said, "Give me a lift when you go there. I'm also quite curious, mainly because I've never seen what it's like to be blown up by a nuclear bomb."

I couldn't understand the conversation between the two at all.

The confused Lord Sion was about to ask what the two were talking about, when Si Si came out of the banquet hall, looked at him and said.

"The new prophecy shows that the evil spirits awakened by the legion have not been completely sealed. We need to deal with the barrier that seals the curse... This is what the envoy told me just now."

Apparently she also received that mission, including everyone from the White Bear Knights.

After hearing Sisi's words, Thain was not embarrassed at all because of his previous rejection, but frowned solemnly.

"But now there are a lot of curses accumulated in the Lost Land. The negative energy there can even make the vegetation wither, unless you use-"

"We brought anti-radiation agents and radiation-proof clothing, so it's not a big problem."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Thain asked seriously.

"Do you have to go?"

Such serious nonsense.

"This is for the safety of the residents of Petra Fortress. We must ensure that the curse there has been permanently sealed... The envoy said that this is her obligation and responsibility. I hope you can understand."

Thain was silent for a while and nodded.

"I understand, I will arrange a guide for you."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

The mole and mosquito standing nearby looked at each other, exchanging the surprises in each other's eyes.

"Awesome..."

"666."

He spoke nonsense in a serious manner without even blushing. The most outrageous thing is that the other person actually believed it!

There is actually something...

…

Lost Valley.

Hidden in the deep and dark cave is a room filled with bottles and cans. If it weren't for the several malfunctioning terminals and the petri dishes connected to the terminals, you wouldn't have known it was a laboratory.

The white pigeon, whose face looked as grim as a swamp, touched his chin in confusion, looked at the young man lying unconscious on the iron bed, and muttered to himself.

"Shouldn't it?"

The cardiopulmonary function has been restored, but the person just can't wake up, as if he has lost his soul.

It was really a ghost.

He had lived for so long, but this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre thing...

Time went back a few hours ago.

Some idiot detonated a nuclear bomb outside, causing half of the nearby mountain to collapse, almost burying him alive.

Fortunately, the center of the explosion occurred in the center of the valley, nearly 10 kilometers away from the mountain.

Fortunately, there were a lot of alloy structures left in the wreckage of the river bank, blocking some of the high-energy rays.

If there weren't so many "losses", I'm afraid only the mother body "Xiaohong" could survive.

Although he survived with his strong recovery ability, the mortal guy was not so lucky. The macromolecules in his body were instantly pierced into a sieve by high-energy rays, and the organic tissue was necrotic on a large scale.

If this guy was left alone, he would definitely die.

For the sake of fate, Bai Ge decided to help him, so he asked Xiaohong to make a "seed of life" and gave it to him.

The so-called seed of life was the name Bai Ge gave himself.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the hyphae of the mother body split.

However, unlike slime molds in other regions, these "symbiotic slime molds" will neither extract the host's own nutrients, nor devour the host to seek its own evolution, nor turn the host into itself.

Instead, it will sacrifice its autonomous consciousness, become a part of the host, give the host powerful abilities, and slowly replace the aging, dead and no longer replicable cells in the host in the years to come, so that the host will always remain healthy and young.

Just like all-inclusive, selfless love!

In this symbiotic relationship, the host will completely get rid of the shackles of age, will not be physically dull due to aging, but will become stronger due to growth within the year.

Because the longer you live, the more cells will be replaced, and because the "symbiotic slime mold" does not have autonomous consciousness, even if the cells on the body are completely replaced, the host's autonomous consciousness can still be maintained.

As for the cost that the young man was worried about.

In Bai Ge's opinion, it can't be called a cost at all.

Any known form of life cannot escape metabolism. Whether it is an organism or an inorganic body, it is necessary to regularly replace the worn parts of the body.

Even if there is no influence of any external factors, the cells in the human body will be completely replaced every six years. This is just normal metabolism and does not affect the person.

The slime mold that coexists with him cannot escape metabolism either.

The only difference is that the slime mold can reproduce indefinitely, while his somatic cells are limited by telomeres and will gradually become unable to cope with the long river of time.

But the slime mold that coexists with him will never dislike his aging, and eternal "love" will always surround him.

Even if all the cells in his body have rotted, he can still stand here like a healthy young man, not only can he maintain a flexible mind, but he can even reproduce with his own DNA.

This is simply a miracle in biology!

As for whether he is a white dove now, or a slime mold fruiting body called a white dove, it doesn't matter to him at all. He is still the one who controls this body.

Thoughts are the root of human existence!

The body is just a shell that contains thoughts!

Moreover, this kind of slow and gentle change, which only replaces a few cells at a time, is at least more reliable than "brutally destroying the body and uploading the mind to the circuit board".

If it was in the prosperous era.

His research would definitely become one of the greatest discoveries of that era!

"Eh?"

Xiaohong, who was standing in the laboratory, tilted her head.

The round and smooth tentacles were like the mouth of a dolphin, slowly floating on the back of the head, floating like seaweed. The blurred facial features were full of confusion, just like the white dove standing by the bed.

"Don't you understand it either?"

The white dove sighed and scratched the rotten back of his head.

Xiaohong nodded.

But at this moment, it suddenly looked up at the door of the laboratory, and the tentacles floating on the back of the head tightened slightly, and a crisp sound floated out.

"Eh."

"You said someone is coming?" The white dove muttered, looked at Xiaohong who nodded, and then glanced at the young man lying motionless on the bed.

Recently, someone has been tinkering with something in the Lost Valley. Maybe it's the explorers from the academy, or maybe it's other people who come to hunt for treasure. To be honest, he doesn't want to pay attention to it, and he doesn't care much.

But thinking of the nuclear bomb that exploded before, he still sighed and twisted his stiff neck with his hands.

"Wait here for a while... I'll go outside and take a look."