Chapter 574 We Never Treat Those Who Help Us Badly (1/2)

"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 started discussing it.

Since the hotly debated posts on the forum are basically related to the newly liberated Boulder City and the upcoming wave, this post does not have much discussion heat, and is basically communicated by several players of the Burning Legion.

However, there are advantages to having fewer people.

Everyone was basically discussing strategy and plot, and no one came out to mess around.

Fang Chang: "In the 44th year of the Wasteland Era, the Ministry of Production signed the 'Cloud Province Revitalization Act' and confiscated all the research institutes of the Ministry of Technology in the Cloud Province, and this included research related to the 'Gestalt Life Form' project. facility."

"Due to the accumulation of conflicts for too long and the negotiation process being too simple and rough, the peaceful integration 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... these The information is well documented in the Great Rift Valley library, and I remember 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 traveled across mountains and rivers to Jinchuan Province, and found Singularity City and the local residents after the War and Construction Committee was disbanded in the 45th year of the Wasteland Era. They reached a cooperation, continued the research on Gestalt life forms, and turned a small number or even most of the survivors into mutants."

"And the current Qi tribe is the descendant of those survivors a hundred and fifty years ago."

After briefly sorting out the information Lao Bai collected from the priest, Fang Chang expressed his conjecture. After hearing his conjecture, some players were immediately shocked.

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

Murderous Dagger: "It's okay to actively become a mutant..."

Gale Feng: "It's not necessarily crazy. Put yourself in his shoes. Suppose you are a billionaire, and now there is a person... or a group of top scholars with various titles standing in front of you. They tell you that they are studying Technology that can reverse cell aging, but now there are evil forces eyeing their immature research results. As long as you are willing to give them shelter and help them complete their research, not only you, but all mankind can use this novel technology. technology."

Fang Chang: "Your example is actually not accurate enough. The cake drawn by the 'gestalt life form' is much more fragrant than the aging of cells. Moreover, the survivors at that time had just escaped from the protection of the War and Construction Committee, and they were all facing a severe test of survival... What is standing in front of you now is not only a group of scholars with top titles, but also scholars who have been persecuted by "traitors". They may also have some black boxes. You will not only get material rewards by supporting them, but you will also get moral rewards. Stand on the upper hand and everyone will support you, even if you accidentally take a slight detour (squints)."

Even if the imbalance between responsibilities and obligations and the gap between reality and ideals are the root cause of the crisis, and the production department's plan is just an advance prediction of the crisis, the military operation of Yunjian Province is indeed what lit the fuse. A match.

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

A group of researchers who are persecuted by the production department but still do not forget their mission have the aura of tragic heroes.

When the War and Construction Committee collapsed, whether they went to Singularity City or Boulder City, they would definitely be accepted by the local residents.

Most of those who could still lead everyone forward in that desperate era had a glimmer of ideal in their hearts.

Ye Shi: "But mutants... obviously don't have that kind of technology! (laughing and crying)"

Fang Chang: "Not for the time being. Don't forget that whether they are mutants or clones that grow eight times faster, they are all by-products of the 'Gestalt Life Form'. Although this by-product is not perfect yet, it is already better than this planet." There are too many perfect primitive life forms in the world. A definite investment opportunity is in front of you, what reason do you have to refuse? (Squints)"

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

Lao Bai: "And then some of the residents sacrificed themselves under the temptation of the Gestalt life form and became mutants?"

Fang Chang: "Based on the information you got from the priest, that's probably the case. And later on, 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 did not have reproductive organs was to prevent the spread of DNA... It should not be difficult for those researchers to add back the deleted things."

Quit smoking: "But why do they do this..."

Kuangfeng: "Who knows? Maybe the original residents of Singularity City had no structure. (Squints)"

Fang Chang: "Actually, it's easy to understand from another perspective. Someone promised your grandfather that he would complete the Gestalt life form in twenty years, turning everyone into a more perfect new human being. You firmly believed in this. As a result, you accepted Grandpa’s class, I’m looking at myself almost becoming a grandpa, and my promise has not been fulfilled.”

"At this time, a bunch of powerful eunuchs in the settlement lose their temper every day. They claim that their sacrifices and dedication have been deceived, and ask you to change them back. However, neither you nor the scholars you sponsor can do anything about it. After all, this is It is unfinished technology. No one has ever been to the future to see how far it is from the end. You can only settle for their other requirements...at least put their penis back on."

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

"Then a new problem arose. From one day to the next, there was a group of mutants in the settlement who had never been human for a day. They found that they could knock out those weak bamboo poles full of bad ideas with one punch. Not only do they live longer, they almost never get sick or catch a cold, but they are a little less popular... You can freely imagine what this meant in the wasteland at that time."

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

"Except for a few radicals, they will remember where they came from and where they are going. They will continue their previous plans and continue to complete the 'Gestalt Life Body' that they don't know when they will be completed. But most mutants will think that they It is already in its most perfect form, and what we need to do now is to open up the living space for mutants in this world and completely turn the old humans into livestock in the breeding farm.”

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

Gale: "From this perspective, the routes and programs of the Mutants and the Torch Church are highly overlapping..."

Ye Shi: "No wonder they can pee into a pot..."

Lao Bai: "By the way, Fang Chang, how was your conversation with the caravan captain at Pinecone Farm?"

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 server! (Funny)"

Fang Chang: "Get out!"

Ye Shi: "But then again, why are these profiteers running out one by one?"

Kuangfeng: "Isn't this obvious? I smelled the paste before, but this time the fire burned to my eyebrows. (Squints)"

…

Vault 404's browsing room.

Chu Guang, who was leaning on the sofa, read the posts on the forum and sorted out the information collected by the frontline players.

It happened that at this time, the Alliance Biological Research Institute completed the analysis of the remains of the cybernetic mutant, and Heya personally brought the analysis report over.

"The analysis results are 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."

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

"This is the result of a detailed analysis."

Chu Guang stretched out his index finger to open the light blue holographic window and glanced at it briefly.

The dense data and various graphics above were beyond his knowledge, but he believed in Heya's professionalism.

"What about the great desert?"

Heya said concisely and concisely.

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

"Branches with different origins refer to..."

"To put it simply, their ancestors are mutants born from different research institutes, and each 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 The clones are the by-products of that kind of research facility."

When she said 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 were able to produce such outstanding research results using limited equipment."

As a singularity technology isolated outside the "horizon" of human civilization, gestalt life forms were a mountain that academic circles continued to climb but failed to achieve results in the prosperous era. Even with the rich DNA sample library provided by colonial planets, research progress was still slow. .

One can imagine how difficult this magnificent project is.

However, in the early days of the Wasteland Era - the most desperate era, each settlement still retained a certain ability to develop new technologies and could make some unexpected improvements on existing results.

This is actually quite difficult.

"Indeed, what they did is quite surprising in itself, if you put aside the negative consequences of imperfect technology."

Looking at Heya with a look 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 he could finish his words, Heya stood up from the sofa with a loud noise and put her hands on the coffee table.

"Where is she!?"

Chu Guang, who had not come back to his senses, was stunned by her sudden reaction.

"she……"

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

"Ahem... Don't get excited yet."

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

Finally realizing her own loss of composure, Heya's cheeks turned red, and she quickly sat back on the sofa, put her fist against her lips and coughed lightly.

"Sorry."

"It's okay, I understand."

After all, she slept for nearly twenty years, and when she opened her eyes, everything had changed. Professor Karen was probably her only relative in this world.

According to the news from Shelter No. 401, the professor was probably still alive and went to the south with the people of Torch.

Chu Guang also had many questions in his mind

Looking at Xiaoqi, he said.

"Xiaoqi, please make me two cups of black tea."

Xiaoqi pouted, looking a little unhappy, but heard Chu Guang's order, still responded obediently.

"Okay, Master."

After a while, X-16 walked in with a graceful step, put two cups of black tea on the table, nodded politely, and then gracefully left the browsing room.

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

"I don't have any specific information about your mentor, but when my shelter residents were active in a place called Hope Town in Jinchuan Province, they found out that a group of shelter residents came to the settlement 20 years ago and traded some supplies from them with medicines."

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

"Singularity City..." Chewing the word quietly, Heya's eyes were blank.

Chu Guang looked into her eyes and asked.

"Haven't you heard your mentor talk about it?"

Heya shook her head.

"No..."

"Is that so..." Chu Guang thought for a moment and continued, "If that's the case, I'm more inclined to believe that they collected clues about Singularity City from the wasteland, and after learning about what happened a century and a half ago, they took the initiative to contact the 'Qi' tribe."

Unless there are special missions to be performed, most blue coats tend to contact the survivors on the surface. Those people may have even been to Boulder City, but they left on their own because they were disappointed with those arrogant nobles.

Singularity City is also a settlement in the blueprint of the War Construction Committee. They do have reason to try their luck further south.

Heya muttered to herself.

"What on earth does she want to do."

"I don't know, but according to our investigation, twenty years ago was exactly the time when the 'Qi' tribe showed its aggression. I am more inclined to believe that the residents of Shelter No. 117 have reached some kind of agreement with them since then... There should be no church at that time, and the torch should be just a torch."

Looking at the steam on the teacup and Heya who was silent in the mist, Chu Guang sighed softly and continued.

"I promised you that I would tell you the clues I collected about Shelter No. 117, but I hope you don't have too much psychological burden."

"Well..." Heya nodded slowly, but the confused expression exposed her emotions.

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

She tried to understand what Professor Kallen was doing, but the closer she got to the truth, the more she felt like she was falling into a thick fog.

Cooperating with mutants...

What on earth do they want to do?

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

Heya vaguely remembered what her mentor had said to 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, the outside world will be a peaceful and fertile land.

Now that I think about it, the crisis that overturned Shelter No. 117 was probably decided from then on, and her mentor decided to keep her from the beginning.

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

Clasp the teacup with her ten fingers, Heya lowered her head and stared at the sparkling water in the cup, looking at the pair of eyes that were also sparkling.

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

"Maybe... But from another perspective, now is not the best arrangement."

He sometimes thought about it.

If only he could have traveled through time earlier.

When he looked up, he saw a devastated wasteland. He always felt that when he opened his eyes, many irreversible things had already happened.

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

Maybe it would be worse.

"That's true..."

Raising her sleeves and rubbing her eyes, Heya's face showed a cheerful smile again.

"It would be nice if I could talk to her in person."

Chu Guang nodded seriously.

"There will be a chance."

...

The night gradually deepened, in the urban area of ​​Jinhe City.

Standing on the roof of an abandoned building, Ga En looked quietly in the north direction, his brows knitted together like a caterpillar.

Og set out in the morning.

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

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

He couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.

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

"Og, 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 corpses."

two hundred?

Ga En's face was stunned, and he turned his burly body and looked at the sentry who was kneeling on the ground.

"Are you sure? There are so many?"

The sentry nodded his head as if he was pounding garlic.

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

As he spoke, the sentry reached behind his back with his right hand, took out the cartridge case he had seen on the battlefield, and handed it forward respectfully.

Ga En reached out to pick up the thick bullet casing, pinched it with two fingers, and brought it close to his nose, his brows furrowed tighter.

At this time, a voice with a hint of aging came from the direction of the stairwell.

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

Ga En looked in the direction of the stairwell and saw a rickety figure standing there.

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

Seeing Ga En looking over, the old mutant continued slowly.

"They are from the alliance, so they can't be wrong."

"These people came well prepared. The ones stationed in Hope Town are probably just outposts. There is still no news about the people you sent out. They are probably in danger."

The corner of Ga En's mouth opened in a cruel arc.

As if to vent his anger, he crushed the bullet casing held on his fingertips into a twisted mass of waste and threw it on the ground.

"No matter who dares to go against us, I will make them regret coming into 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 alertness in his eyes, Ga En nodded slowly.

"Well, it is indeed a problem."

Although he is covered in muscles, the muscles have not grown into his brain.

The humans in the north have designed special weapons for them, and they also have to find ways 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, it's best to think of a way for them.

…

The next morning.

The barricades at the entrance to Hope Town have been removed, and a line of loaded trucks is parked in front. Twenty or so fully armed soldiers stood aside, ready to set off.

Half of these warriors were Xiao Yu wearing exoskeletons, led by Luo Yu. The other half are Burning Corps players, led by Elder Brother Fang.

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

According to the NPC named Wu Wenzhou, too many people can easily arouse suspicion. After all, the total cargo carried in these six trucks is only about one million silver coins. How can He De afford such a luxurious mercenary group? .

Except for Xiao Yu who found it inconvenient to take off his exoskeleton, Fang Chang and several other players left their exoskeletons with Lao Bai and the others for help to take back to the military base.

"...Don't forget our agreement." Walking next to Fang Chang, Wu Wenzhou's eyes flickered and he lowered his voice to remind nervously.

Those mutants scared him yesterday.

Now he somewhat understood why his leader was eager to get away from the farm.

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

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

"Of course I believe you...seriously, if only you were willing to expand your territory here, we wouldn't have to leave our hometown and go north."

After leaving these words, Wu Wenzhou turned back to the truck, grabbed the intercom hanging on the center console and shouted.

"Set off!"

The vehicle starts to move.

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

Noticing his movements, Luo Yu asked doubtfully.

"What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Looking back from the woods, Ye Shi muttered, "I just felt like someone was watching here."

But he didn't feel any killing intent.

Maybe it's the NPC in the town...