This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 372.2: Thats The Guy You Used To Get So Drink Hed Pass Out!

Chapter 372.2: That's The Guy You Used To Get So Drink He'd Pass Out!

Roshan and Sesame Paste also looked puzzled. They had sufficient provisions and more than enough to eat.

Seeing a few desert traders nearby slurping down instant noodles, practically licking their bowls clean, a meaningful smile appeared on Sisi's face. She mumbled quietly, "Emmm... how should I put it?"

"I just suddenly felt that this stuff might sell well in Sunset Province."

Maybe it can even be used as money.

Perhaps noticing her gaze, a few desert traders wearing white turbans whispered among themselves. Seemingly reaching a consensus, two young men stood up and walked toward her.

Noticing the two, Sisi silently slipped her hand into her pocket, gripping the pistol hidden inside.

"Don't be nervous... We mean no harm. My name is Kariman, from the Lion Kingdom of Oasis No. 9," said the young man in the lead. He raised his hands to show he was unarmed.

However, Sisi did not take her hand out of her pocket. She stared at them with an indifferent gaze as she spoke in a less-than-perfect Federation language. "What do you want?"

Kariman took a deep breath and said, "... May I ask if you are merchants from Clearspring City?"

Sisi nodded. "Yes."

Seeing her nod, Kariman and his companion exchanged a look of joy.

Just as Sisi was wondering what they were happy about, Kariman continued, "Here's the thing... Before leaving the desert, we encountered an injured traveler. He was severely injured and delirious. When we found him, he was barely breathing. Following the teachings of the Spirit of the Desert, we couldn't just leave him, but we also had our own matters to attend to..."

Sisi immediately asked, "Is he from the northern suburbs?"

Kariman shook his head. "We don't know... But after he woke up, he only asked us to take him to Clearspring City, to find a man named Chu Guang in the northern suburbs."

Hearing the administrator's name, Tail’s eyes widened in shock. "Oh! A friend of the administrator!"

Sisi also snapped back to attention. "Did he mention his name?"

Kariman hesitated for a moment before responding, "I think it was Luo something... Luo Hua?"

Luo Hua?

Sisi fell into thought. It seemed she had heard that name somewhere...

...

At 8:00 at night, at Dawn City's North Street.

Although night had already fallen, the street was still bustling with people.

In Zhang Hai's Noodle House.

Sitting at a table near the entrance, Su Ming slurped his noodles and suddenly let out a heartfelt sigh. "To be honest, I'm kind of reluctant to leave this place."

He was a soldier of the 26th Assault Team. He was their squad's sniper.

Following the team leader, Yun Song, from the East Coast all the way to the middle of the continent, it was the first time he felt the desire to stay somewhere outside Ideal City.

His companions teased him from across the table. "Are you reluctant to leave the food here, or just this place?"

"Both!" Su Ming chuckled, finishing the soup in his bowl.

Happy days were always brief.

They could only stay in Dawn City for 3 days. It was their last day, and they would be on their way the next morning. All of them were having their final dinner before their departure.

If he had to choose between Ideal City and Dawn City, Su Ming would choose Ideal City without hesitation. And he was sure that anyone who had been to Ideal City would make the same choice.

However, the local cuisine also made it hard for him to leave.

If only he could open a noodle shop in Ideal City...

Su Ming couldn't help but entertain the thought.

Well, everything would have to wait for him to get back alive.

"I suddenly kind of envy Old Shen," said a companion suddenly.

Su Ming knew he was referring to Shen Feng, the unlucky guy whose arm was infested with Slime Mold.

To be fair, calling him an unlucky guy wasn’t really appropriate at the moment. No one knew who the unlucky ones were.

They had to delve deeper into the desert to the west, while that guy could comfortably stay in Dawn City for a month before joining a caravan passing by to head home.

With the medicine from Dawn City, Slime Mold had stopped spreading. Apart from some inconvenience when using his arm, his daily life was hardly affected.

Su Ming couldn’t help but feel al little sour when he thought of Shen Feng.

"Take a look at his arm, and you won't be envious."

"That's true," his companion said thoughtfully, nodding. "I've never seen that symptom before, and I guess even Ideal City won't have a good solution."

Another companion nodded.

"He'll probably have to amputate it eventually..."

As they spoke, everyone fell silent, their mood becoming complex.

No one knew what dangers lay ahead. They didn't even know if the people they were supposed to rescue were still alive...

...

The next day.

On the northeastern side of Dawn City, near the military airfield, 10 trucks were neatly lined up.

The trucks were loaded with ammunition and supplies, some produced by the New Alliance and a significant portion imported from Boulder Town.

The spoils of war and high-grade goods brought from Ideal City had been left in the warehouses of Dawn City.

Millions of silver coins were enough to support the team that numbered less than 200, for a very long time.

20 shiny exoframes and over 100 soldiers in exoskeletons had assembled beside the convoy.

They carried LD 47 rifles, the wooden stocks contrasting starkly against their sci-fi armor, an odd combination though they didn't seem to mind.

After 3 days of practice, they had roughly familiarized themselves with the simple, retro-designed weapon.

Until the ammunition production line was up and running, it was an excellent substitute.

Standing in front of the troops, team leader Yun Song took a step forward, looking at Chu Guang with a serious expression while he spoke. "Thank you for your hospitality, but our comrades are waiting for us ahead, and we must continue on our way... We'll meet again!"

"You're welcome, the doors of the New Alliance are always open to its friends, and we welcome you back anytime," Chu Guang replied with a friendly smile, extending his right fist. "Safe travels!"

"Take care!"

Yun Song bumped fists with Chu Guang, then turned sharply and led his subordinates toward the west.

Hedin followed the team.

Although he wanted to stay, as a merchant attached to the military, he had to move with the troops.

However, to cooperate with Chu Guang, he left his apprentice behind.

In addition to his apprentice, five logistics personnel stayed to help the New Alliance build the production line for G9 Black Swan assault rifle ammunition and parts.

The work would continue until the end of the month.

Watching the Enterprise's departing team, Chu Guang turned back to the military camp and looked at the fully armed Spring Water Commander.

At that moment, he was wearing the previously drawn Annihilator Type I exoskeleton, with a short, thick 120mm automatic mortar perched on his back.

Not far behind him, 200 players from the Storm Corps were ready to go.

They were to escort the New Alliance's expedition team 150 kilometers to Lucky Valley Municipality, where they would build an outpost.

Shelter 79 was significant for the New Alliance not just for archaeology but also as a potential newbie village.

After securing the shelter, Chu Guang planned to ship 3,000 nurturing cabins there, turning it into the New Alliance's third survivor settlement.

That was probably the first time since the creation of the Corps System that he had entrusted the task of expanding the New Alliance's territory to players.

Looking at the eager Commander Spring Water Commander, Chu Guang spoke solemnly. "Lucky Valley Municipality lies at the border between River Valley Province and Sunset Province, crucial for both our strategic plans and economical future.”

"We need to establish an outpost there to lay the foundation for developing the wasteland. Your mission is not just to explore Shelter 79, but also to unite the local survivors and bring the spark of civilization there!"

"That will be our next settlement."

"I'm entrusting this task entirely to you, and I hope you'll consider every decision you make carefully."

Expanding a new settlement!

Given full authority by the administrator!

Spring Water Commander was immediately thrilled. He stood tall and gave a military salute. "Rest assured, respected Administrator, I promise to complete the mission successfully!"

"I'll be watching you." Chu Guang nodded, tapped his right fist on his chest in return, and gave a military salute. "Go forth."

Under Spring Water Commander's leadership, the Storm Corps set out with high spirits.

Chu Guang glanced at the trucks behind them, noticing an extra that seemed to be brought by the players themselves.

That truck was loaded with boxes of instant noodles. There were easily tens of thousands of packets.

Chu Guang's expression turned a little strange and he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

What are these guys doing with so many packets of instant noodles? It’s not like I see them eating instant noodles...

But Chu Guang didn't think too much about it. According to the rules he had set, aside from the supplies managed by the New Alliance, players were free to bring whatever extra items they wanted.

About 2 hours later, the 200 players from the Storm Corps had left the New Alliance's communication range. Their little green dots gradually disappeared from the map.

Though their signals were gone, Chu Guang could still sense the presence of those players through the Shelter System based on morphogenetic field technology.

"... Safe travels, warriors of the New Alliance."

Chu Guang was about to close the map when suddenly, 4 green dots lit up near Lucky Valley Municipality, 150 kilometers away.

Looking at the dots on the screen, Chu Guang was a bit surprised.

"They're moving fast."

The night before, he sent a Dragonfly transport aircraft to Lucky Valley Municipality, stuffing communication equipment into an airdrop box and dropping it off.

It seemed his little minions had successfully recovered it and set up a temporary communication base.

Restoring communication meant he could issue missions remotely, keep up-to-date with local developments... And more conveniently direct his little players.

Thinking this, a smile appeared on Chu Guang's face. He couldn’t be more pleased with the players he had cultivated himself.

Their excellent sense of self-management was as comforting as ever.

Opening the mission editor, Chu Guang pulled up a pre-set template. He was about to assign a few exploration tasks to those outstanding little players, when Little Seven’s voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Hmm... Master! Your players have found a crew member of the Pioneer in the area around Lucky Valley Municipality, and he's badly injured..."

Chu Guang’s finger paused.

He didn’t wait for Little Seven to finish when he asked, "What's his name?"

"It's Luo Hua, the guy you used to get so drunk he'd pass out!"

Recognizing that person, Chu Guang nodded solemnly. Several plans formed in his mind.

Whether Luo Hua's unexpected appearance would complicate or ease the unfolding scenario, only time would tell.