This Game Is Too Realistic

In the mud pit, the iron lump lying on the ground suddenly twitched like it had an electric shock.

His hands braced on the ground, trying to get up. But before he could get up from the ground, a gun had been pointed against the back of his head.

"Do not move." Xu Shun stared at this guy intently, ready to fire at any moment.

"How to… How do I get to the northern suburbs?" The dull voice floated intermittently from under the armor, making one wonder if this was the only sentence he knew.

"What the hell is this guy?" Yu Xiong frowned, staring at this strange man covered in steel plates, "Is he a human?"

"Don’t know." Xu Shun squatted down to check the man’s armor, and found that the man’s helmet was actually welded to the breastplate.

Not only that, the joining parts of the breastplate were riveted with a neat row of hexagonal rivets, and there didn’t seem to be any mechanism to open it.

That brought a serious question to mind.

How did this guy shit?

If it’s the administrator, he’ll definitely have a solution.

Yu Xiong nodded, got two guards to watch over this guy, and then went to the captive’s side.

There were 4 captives in total.

Except for 6 who ran away, a total of 15 people had been killed in the battle.

Their leader, Wu Chou, was also killed in battle.

After interrogation, they learned that the attackers were mercenaries from Boulder Town, but they were not part of a mercenary group; they were all temporary workers who could not normally get serious jobs.

As for why they couldn’t get a job… Each had their reasons.

Whatever they were, Yu Xiong didn’t give a fuck. He simply ordered people to tie their hands and feet, let them squat by the wall, and wait for the administrator to come.

The situation of the players and the guards was not too bad. Since the support came in a timely manner, no one suffered serious injuries.

There was also a guy who got shot in the leg. The bullet luckily passed through his leg, not hurting the bone, or the artery, so the possibility of disability was very low.@@novelbin@@

But as an ordinary person who was not awakened, he would probably not be able to continue being a mercenary with an injury like that.

Getting out of the alley, Roshan lowered her head in shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide. "I, I’m sorry, I’m scared of the sound of gunshots..."

"It’s okay, it’s a small problem." Sisi patted the shoulder of the white bear and comforted her.

Stroking her chin, Tail analyzed, "Could it be because there is something missing on Roro’s back? She was quite brave when she was at the experimental base the other time."

Sisi was slightly surprised, then recalled seriously, and nodded thoughtfully. "Hmmm, maybe you’re right."

"Don’t be discouraged Roro! The space here is too small to show your strength. Next time, I will definitely ride you!"

Roshan frowned. "Wait, wait a minute, why do I feel like there’s something wrong with what you said?"

Sisi mumbled, "You’re thinking too much."

Tail also added from the side, "That’s right! You’re definitely thinking too much!"

Roshan stared at them, speechless. "???"

On the other side, with the help of Teng Teng and Sesame Paste, Yaya, who was stuck in the half-collapsed wall, finally broke free from the pile of collapsed concrete. ℞АN𝘰ВΕȘ

"Damn it…" Taking off the helmet stuck on the breastplate with great difficulty, Yaya shook her dizzy head and muttered, "That hit just now almost made me lose connection."

"Are you really okay?" Teng Teng looked worriedly at the dented breastplate, and suggested, "I think… You should go back to save your progress just in case."

"No need. No need. Don’t worry, I’m fine!" Shaking the still dizzy head again, Yaya put on a smile she thought was assuring, and gave a thumbs up, "Don’t worry Teng Teng, I will definitely escort you to the destination safely!"

Teng Teng held her forehead with a troubled look. "How can I not be worried if you act like this..."

Yaya gasped, "Huh? Don’t you feel touched at all?"

Teng Teng subtly moved her gaze away. "Maybe a little bit."

How was she supposed to describe it?

Although it was just a game, it actually didn’t feel that bad to be protected.

Looking at the two people who seemed to have a good relationship, Sesame Paste interjected in a low voice, "By the way, who helped us just now?"

Yaya was dazed for a while. "Yeah, I almost forgot about that."

Teng Teng wondered out loud, "Maybe... Could it be Boss Xia?"

Yaya looked at her in surprise. "Boss Xia?!"

"Mhm." Teng Teng silently pointed to the corner of the street not far away.

An exoframe painted in a pretty azure blue was walking towards them from the end of the street that was painted golden by the setting sun with a lithe figure.

Behind Boss Xia was an LD-47S semi-automatic rifle with a scope.

A surprised expression appeared on Sesame Paste’s face and her cat’s ears twitched slightly, "The administrator?"

"Mhm." Teng Teng nodded, with a trace of curiosity written in her eyes. "We seem to have triggered a storyline."

...

Qian Lai, who had previously been hiding next to the two-headed ox, came out of the alley, patting the ashes off his clothes, just in time to bump into Chu Guang who was coming from the west.

A surprised expression appeared on Qian Lai’s face, obviously not expecting to meet the big shot from the northern suburbs here. "Administrator?"

Chu Guang looked at him and asked, "Are you injured?"

"I’m fine. Thanks to your subordinates, otherwise we might have lost more than one ox today." Qian Lai admitted that his judgment before was wrong.

Those people weren’t weak at all!

Although they seemed unreliable, they were much stronger than he had imagined, both in terms of perception and fighting power.

"You should say this to them." Chu Guang nodded and walked toward the strange man in armor.

Xu Shun and two guards were watching over the man in armor.

Even until Chu Guang walked up to the man, the man was still sitting against the wall, repeating that sentence like a recorder. "How to… How do I get to the northern suburbs?"

"This is the northern suburbs, and I am the administrator here," Chu Guang looked down at him and said, "Explain your purpose for coming here."

Hearing these words, the man in armor finally had a different reaction. He slowly raised his head, hugging the helmet with both hands.

Chu Guang caught a glimpse of the scarlet from the visor.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that these eyes looked familiar.

At this moment, with a sudden click, the strange man in armor removed the helmet from the breastplate.

Seeing the man’s face clearly, Chu Guang was slightly taken aback.

And the faces of Xu Shun and the guards standing by the side changed instantly, and they quickly raised the rifles in their hands, aiming at the rotten head.

"It’s a Creeper!"

"Wait!" Raising his hand to stop the guards who were about to shoot, Chu Guang stared at the scarlet eyes and rotten face with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Your name?"

What a surprise.

A Slime Mold Mutant can actually speak human language?

The rotting face panted lightly, and no rationality could be seen in the scarlet pupils.

Chu Guang was slightly disappointed.

However, just when he was about to give up this meaningless attempt, that rotten face suddenly opened his mouth slowly. "Bucky… Bucky."

Seeing this guy speak, the guards standing around were shocked.

Xu Shun was no different.

Although there were some mutants who could speak the human language in the outpost, in his cognition, they were all shelter technology and blue coats’ pets.

But to think that wild mutants like this, especially Slime Mold Mutants, could actually open their mouths to speak human words!? He had never heard of such a ridiculous thing!

"Bucky?" Chu Guang stared at him and asked, "Your name is Bucky?"

The man nodded slowly. "Yes."

Chu Guang frowned.

This name… It sounds familiar.

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