This Game Is Too Real

No matter how you put it, it was the Academy that lost the research ship, not the Alliance itself.

Even if this research ship was important, as the Manager of the Alliance, Chu Guang couldn't spend all day fixating on investigating the work of a criminal investigation team leader.

Besides informing Chu Guang about this, the Academy was too embarrassed to inform any third-party forces. Apart from searching for clues, they could only temporarily swallow this silent loss.

In short, although the Enlightenment Society made some small moves behind the scenes, this little episode did not cast a shadow on the great victory.

On the third day of the Alliance's occupation of Yavente City, troops from the Welch Governorate also arrived there.

The two sides met in the eastern suburbs of Yavente City and held a grand parade in the city's center district.

Soldiers wearing exoskeletons marched in neat phalanxes past the gate of Yavente City's Parliament Building.

To show their importance to their southern compatriots, the Leader of the Weilant Alliance, "Pangolin," personally arrived at the frontline by Iron Airship to negotiate with Vanus, the commander from the Alliance side, on the rebuilding of the occupied zones and the post-war order formulation.

Although the former is a survivor of the River Valley Province, he represents the Alliance of the Weilante people. The latter, although a Weilante, represents the River Valley Province's Alliance.

This identity contrast, at first glance, is quite amusing.

However, amusing as it may be, on the issue of rebuilding the post-war order, both held the same position—

That is, to bury the ghosts of the old era.

Leading the survivors of the Bartoya Province into the new era, to place the final brick on the grave of the old epoch!

At the parade.

In the viewing stand at the entrance of the Conference Building, while the Battlefield Atmosphere Group clapped with smiles, they conversed with Vanus standing beside them.

"Teil is already dead, and so is Augustus. Although failing to catch these two guys is regrettable, what's more important now is to prevent new war criminals from emerging."

Watching the Expeditionary Army formation march past, the clapping Vanus slightly nodded.

"The Alliance's position is the same. We do not support colonizing the Bartoya Province, nor do we advocate continuing the old mistakes. The Manager hopes the locals can establish their order and actively integrate into the new era's order."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group smiled and said.

"It seems that fundamentally we are of the same viewpoint. We plan to assist the survivors of the Attoya Province in establishing their constitution, just like the survivors of the Welch Governorate."

Vanus had probably received guidance from the Manager. After hearing his words, the veteran in the battlefield had quite a grasp of the situation. The "Ah Guang" from the City of Dawn was still the same "Ah Guang" he knew.

While the battlefield veteran was probing Vanus, the latter was also testing him.

However, Vanus was unaware that the "Pangolin" in front of him was actually a resident of Shelter No. 404.

After verifying this person indeed considered the interests of the Weilante people, he finally relaxed.

"Let's talk about practical issues next. There are about... 2 million survivors stranded in the southern part of the Welch Governorate?"

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group shook their head.

"Two million? You're underestimating Teil. Our statistics show it's ten million, and among them, eight million are Weilante people."

Vanus looked at "Pangolin" in astonishment, his face full of incredulity.

"Ten million?! But... how did they flood in such numbers across the Whirlpool Sea in such a short time?!"

He had always been commanding the battle on the front lines. Although he had heard that Teil was urging the survivors of the Bartoya Province to move northward, he wasn't aware of what exactly happened in the Whirlpool Sea.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group knew this guy couldn't access the forum, so they concisely explained.

"Through various methods, even reckless ones, like using bathtubs as boats. In short, many people died along the way. I shouldn't say this is fortunate, but at least they have tasted the bitter fruit of their own choices. I reckon they wouldn't choose the same path next time."

The survivors of the Southern Legion fed a monster with their own flesh and blood.

And then, that monster viciously bit off an arm.

This lesson was deep enough.

Vanus was silent for a while, then said.

"We hope they can return to the Bartoya Province. This mess needs them to clean up, but of course... it's ultimately their decision. We won't force them to go anywhere."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group smiled and nodded.

"No problem, while the Welch Governorate welcomes fellow countrymen to visit Triumph City, we truly don't have enough houses to accommodate such a large number of people. The quarantine zone by the coast is also not suitable for permanent residence... Moreover, with Teil dead, they should be willing to return to rebuild their homes."

He paused for a moment to contemplate before continuing.

"How about adding ten routes across the Whirlpool Sea? Transporting 100,000 people a day could suffice in about three months."

Vanus shook his head.

"Thirty thousand a day at best, and it's better to span it over a year... Our logistic transportation also has its limits. It might be better once the container port on the west side of Yavente City is built."

Currently, the reason the Alliance has so many supplies to spare for the locals is mainly because there aren't many residents in Yavente City, and the logistics network constructed by railroads and highways can support the supply of resources.

Once the survivors gradually return home, the local logistics resources will inevitably become strained, and even if there are supplies at the rear, it will be difficult to transport them immediately.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group nodded in understanding.

"Understood, let's increase the number of flights by five for now, we can communicate this anytime... Additionally, regarding the stationed troops, we want to know your arrangements."

Vanus thought for a moment and said.

"We plan to station ten divisions in the Bartoya Province, including three divisions from enterprises, five divisions from the Alliance homeland, including the Weilant Expeditionary Army, and two divisions from Jinjaron Harbor... and depending on the situation, reduce the stationed troops to two divisions within ten years."

"The Manager's opinion is that we must ensure that the new government in power can fully represent the opinions of the locals. Of course, if you are worried about the safety of your compatriots, you can keep two teams of ten thousand troops here to supervise our work locally."

As for the specific timeline for withdrawal, it mainly depends on the development progress of local society.

Nevertheless, Vanus is optimistic about the southern compatriots, even more so than about those in the Weilant Governorate.

Putting aside tactical details and elevating the perspective to the strategic dimension.

The reason the Eastern Empire struggles to modernize is not because Salun isn't smart or visionary enough; fundamentally, it's because the vast old military aristocracy group owns extensive land, and land along with its attached resources are the economic pillar of the Eastern Empire.

Vanus himself, from a military aristocratic background, is well aware of the enormous power associated with those hereditary honors and lands.

And the fact that Salun could play the card of Eastern expansion to defeat the "Eastern Expansionists" and retreat safely, accepting the interests of the Eastern Southern Legion without firing a shot, is enough to prove that his tactics are far beyond the surface-level golden armor.

He understands clearly that the Eastern Empire needs industrialization, or rather the new classes that become wealthy through industrialization.

Whether factory owners or workers.

When their power grows to balance the inner military aristocrats within the Eastern Empire, the Eastern Empire will naturally step into the next social process.

The Poluo Country is similar.

The failure of their constitutional process was not because Absek wasn't smart enough, Laxi not ruthless enough, or Zayed too unethical, but rather the "dock workers leader" and "slave officers" respectively representing the "citizen class" and the "officer class" in Poluo Country are too niche, only holding influence in Jinjaron Harbor, while the majority of Poluo people are serfs or mentally serfs.

Killing the aspiring emperor Anush only brings forth the next Zayed, who doesn't want to be emperor but a patriarch, and killing Zayed reveals yet another harder-to-deal-and-not-as-easily-recognizable Zayed.

There are smart people in the Poluo Province as well who see this, like Niyan.

Changing a society isn't a matter of writing a few textbooks; you must dive into the very grassroots of society, rewriting from the bottom codes entirely, changing every person's way of life and even the habit of language use on that land.

If the population of Poluo Province accounted for only 1% of the Wasteland, changing them wouldn't be difficult.

But the truth is, they could be more numerous than all the survivors of the Wasteland combined. If the Alliance truly went all-out to achieve this, it is more likely that they would end up being assimilated.

As an old subordinate who has followed Chu Guang for many years, Vanus believes this might be the real reason why that lord chose to "fulfill" them.

Although other Weilant people are more bitter about the Poluo people's attitude toward their heroes, Vanus himself doesn't really prefer using the heroic history view to explain objective matters.

Even if results speak, the Poluo who disregard history and heroes have indeed faced consequences.

Whether they realize it or not.

On the other hand, survivors of Bartoya Province are much luckier.

There isn't as much vast land as the Eastern Empire, nor are there many landlords; most military aristocrats have almost died out.

Those young officers have only tasted the hardship of war, not its sweetness. As long as they aren't living too suppressed, another Teil is unlikely to emerge.

Those teenage soldiers need not be mentioned, they can't quite count as a soldier class — merely citizens forced to hold guns and put on the front line, better considered as militia.

Thanks in part to the madman Teil, whose insanity removed himself and indirectly accelerated the social process of the Southern Legion.

On this land, the old power has died off completely, the citizen class is exceptionally strong, and everyone generally received basic education, standing on vast factories, railways, highways, and the ruins all awaiting reconstruction.

Adding to the fact that Weilant people are natural artists and architects.

With these foundations, it's hard for them not to become another miracle of economic takeoff on the Wasteland — the second South Sea Union.

And an even larger one at that.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group clearly had the same thought, showing a pleasant smile.

"Since you all have mentioned it, then we'll gladly accept. We will keep two teams of ten thousand troops locally to ensure that Weilant people and Indigenous People of Bartoya Province receive fair and legal treatment."

Vanus also showed a pleasant smile.

Coincidentally, the parade was also almost finished.

He paused, using a casual tone, threw out one last topic, both important and unimportant.

"The final issue, regarding the formal designation of the Southern Legion, the Alliance's stance is that 'Legion' should become a historical term."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group casually said.

"How about the Southern Alliance?"

Vanus paused for a moment, then said with a wry smile.

"The concept of the South is too broad... Why not call it the Bartoya Federation."

There's already a South Sea Union on this planet.

Moreover, the ownership of the 2.7 million square kilometers of colonies is an issue that must be considered.

The Alliance hopes to establish new authorities on that land, rather than having the newly formed Bartoya Province inherit settlements such as the Lavanka Industrial Zone and Evernight Harbor.

Doing so would be retracing the old path.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group's eyes lit up, and they praised with a thumbs up.

"Bartoya Federation... It's a good name, let's use this for now."

Feeling a bit embarrassed by the praise, Vanus smiled modestly and spoke gently.

"It's just a temporary name."

"Once a new order is established locally, if the local survivors have better ideas, they can change it then."

...

[Good news! Victory in war! The alliance's flag flies over Yavente City! A joint parade is held in the city center of Yavente City!

Chief war criminal Teil dies without an intact corpse, secondary war criminal Augustus commits suicide out of shame! High-level officials of the Southern Legion were all arrested and will be tried separately in Triumph City, City of Dawn, Jin Galun Harbor, and Ideal City.

——Survivor's Daily Tiandu Edition

]

[Bartoya Federation established! The Southern Legion becomes history! Let's congratulate the survivors of Bartoya Province and welcome the friends from the South Shore of Whirlpool Sea into a new family!

The Weilant Alliance leader and the Alliance Expeditionary Army commander have already reached a consensus on rebuilding Yavente City, and plan to build a container port in the west of Yavente City.

Due to the surge in local engineering equipment demands, North Island Heavy Industries signed a massive order worth 500 million silver coins with local companies!

——Survivor's Daily South Sea Edition

]

[Tiandu sent a congratulatory message to Bartoya Province! Zayed's patriarch welcomes the reform of the Weilante and says the Poluo are family with the Weilante, and the Southern Legion is the true enemy of the Poluo that should be annihilated.

The great victory has finally arrived; let's thank the patriarch for his personal deployment! The situation in the Northern Three States is unstable, with the Mammoth Nation's regression provoking public anger. "Iron General" Grov marches 800,000 troops northward! Target Tasang River! Sweeping away remnants of the old era is around the corner!

Also, Tiandu has seen a spike in cockroach numbers recently, and honorable Chairman Sava stated in a committee meeting to once again rally families to declare war on cockroaches! Our reporters also urge everyone to pay attention and ensure that not a single cockroach egg remains in any household!

If we unite together, we can transform our homeland into a paradise on earth!

——Survivor's Daily Tiandu Edition

]

[

The Western Port Winter Swimming Tournament enters the second round, this time affecting the factory? A Looter who prefers to remain anonymous said after reading the report that it's outrageous to demand ransom and still kill hostages, which will be despised by other Looters!

The Free State's corporate war intensifies, the Alliance's "volunteers" are suspected of getting involved?

Bugra currency crashes again and again, the most stable currency in the Free State turns out to be stock in the "Continuously Losing Firestone Group?"

A large number of employees face unemployment, returning to wander the Wasteland, which could benefit the prosperous and stable New West Sail Port!

Salen suddenly coughed during today's morning meeting, or strongly indicated the Alliance should take heed.

General Mclen declined to comment on whether he is actually the district governor but did not clearly refuse on whether he would become a special commentator for this newspaper.

Moreover, congratulations to the compatriots of Bartoya Province for finally getting rid of the foolish Teil.

We sincerely recommend to you our wise, prophetic Salun.

Compared to other areas in the Wasteland, New West Sail Port is truly heaven within heaven.

——Survivor's Daily New West Sail Port Edition.

]

[Waste Land Wanderers talk too much, Blue Ground Squirrel says it's speechless.

Every frown and smile of Emperor Salen is a hint, residents of City of Dawn say the writings of New West Sail Port's newspaper have nothing to do with them, and everyone is more curious about when the Manager will have their own children.

The former leader of Poluo Country established Ah Bu Aerospace, reportedly already secured an investment of 1 billion silver coins! South Sea Union President Li Minghui submitted his resignation again, suspected of facing another delay by the representatives; rumors claim the latter plan to extend wartime legislation and are considering declaring war on Gaia Planet five light-years away?

In addition, the Poluo Province Big Escape has entered the next round, reportedly the current leader Shaluk starved to death in prison, a tragically dismal death. A leader's position has become a high-risk job? "Hot-Blood Prince" Sava first declared war on rats and now cockroaches, is the fire looming towards the boss of Goblin Technology?!

More and more chaotic news emerges, with customers sending feedback saying they want to see some normal news… The editor suggests that you can't expect a chef to also provide refrigeration, our boss was never a normal person; for serious news, please visit Survivor Daily Dawn City Edition.

Finally, let's shift our focus to the "Halloween" in Yavente City. Due to the commotion caused by Santa "Debt Giant Eye" scattering chocolates, the title of "small fry" has officially become a friendly blessing among the survivors of Yavente.

Also, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Mosquito, it's unfair to blame Mosquito whenever something goes wrong, even if you've guessed the master behind the scenes, these methods are extremely unethical!

——Goblin Observation Report]

...

"Wasteland OL" Official Website.

The forum is more lively than ever.

On the one hand, angry Backseat Drivers find that darn it, the Wasteland Era is about to end, and their headgear hasn't been shipped yet.

On the other hand, that lengthy war finally freaking ended victoriously!

["Southern Barbarian Invasion" expansion pack ends! Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation! Expansion pack rewards, titles, and honors have all been distributed.]

[The expansion pack point lottery system is now open, please check your mailbox to claim! And please use up any remaining points quickly to avoid them expiring and resetting to zero!]

[Additionally, players not in City of Dawn can receive expansion rewards remotely; Alliance Post provides paid delivery services (limited to areas within communication coverage).]

Thunder Mage Professor Yang: "Ugh, I watch as the Alliance develops from a small local force to the world's 'third polar', and yet I don't even have a headgear! This is so damn frustrating! T.T"

Grandpa Ao's Deference: "Haha, do you think I believe that?"

Thunder Mage Professor Yang: "Even if you don't believe it, it's useless. Now even the trending search can't control it… Honestly, I'm starting to suspect, could Ah Guang be an alien? (gazing at the sky)"

Dinosaur Warrior: "Dear planner, I have a question. If I win a nuclear bomb, can it be mailed to me? If I set the address to Shelter No. 404, can I directly reboot the server? This shouldn't count as violating the rules, right? Asking politely. (0.0)"

Old White: "Haha, this kid is quite polite, but not very smart. (grinning)"

Gnome King Riches: "Ah Guang: Why don't you first win it before talking!"

Elena: "Ah Guang: Let me see whose headgear is itching, I'll scratch it for him. (funny)"

Night Ten: "No, he doesn't even have a headgear; you're all presumptuous. (funny)"

Silver Daddy: "Speaking of which, Proud Brothers' ages should be fine by now, it's been open for quite a while."

Silver Sword: "In theory, yes, but whether it's necessary to let Bear Kids in is another matter."

Tarlan Raider: "Ah… reopening, that's appealing; if it really reopens, I might be able to be a T0. (mischievous smile)"

Escape from Canyon Mole: "Don't even think about it. If Fang Chang takes his memory back to when it opened to start over, he could roll a snowball to the Moon. Do you believe it? Unless you reboot everyone's brain too."

Fang Chang: "Tsk, am I the kind of selfish eater person? Reflect honestly and rephrase your language, when have I not thought about you in good times. (side-eye)"

Canyon Escape Mole: "(guilty.jpg)"

Spring Water Commander: "Hahaha, Brother Mole is not very honest, I testify, the Bull Horse Group is very generous, never cuts their own people's turf. (side-eye smile)"

I Max Black: "Damn! Another consolation prize! Damn Spring Water, confess honestly, did you take the jackpot again! (angry)"

Spring Water Commander: "Cough, brother, let's not talk about the jackpot… Even if I really have that luck, you being unlucky can't blame my good luck. (sweat)"

I Max Black: "@#$#!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "I Max Black is enraged by the Exalted again. To me, it's the fault of this ID; can't blame others. (grinning)"

Prohibition: "Whoa! Pangolin is here!"

Tail: "Oh oh oh! Vellante Alliance's Leader! (✪ω✪)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Don't be like that, it's embarrassing. (sweat)"

Night Ten: "Haha! Why are you getting shy. (funny)"

Spring Water Commander: "How was the parade? Damn it, you guys are doing the best! By the way, did you check that expansion pack lottery? What did you draw? (mischievous smile)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Some random stuff, maybe just a purple-labeled bionic limb that's worth something, sigh… Honestly, it's useless; I've stored multiple expansion pack rewards in the warehouse to collect dust."

I Max Black: "Give it to me!! (angry)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "That's unrealistic, but if you're looking to buy, I might consider it. (grinning)"

I Max Black: "@#$#!"

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(Many thanks to the Alliance Master "執孑徔掱" for the reward!!!)