This Game Is Too Realistic

"Wow?! The Great Stag God?!" Tail, who was wearing her headphones, yelled in shock as she strolled around the serum storage vault.

At that moment, Roshan and Sesame Paste also revealed their surprise, though the shock on the face of the giant white bear wasn't so obvious.

Because Sideline Slacking had kept his mic on and the signal wasn't blocked, the translated subtitles quickly synced and transmitted to all nearby VMs.

The Order of the White Bear weren't the only ones. Those from the Death Corps could also read what was happening.

All players active nearby experienced the storyline triggered by Sideline Slacking.

"No wonder... It's no wonder that guy said half the chaos in this land originates from this place..." Roshan muttered softly.

Through genetic engineering, they artificially accelerated the process of natural selection, cultivating mutants far beyond the normal standard...

Creatures weren't the only ones affected. Even humans were part of the experiment, turning into powerful marauders...

Not all of them were descendants of the cloned subjects from Shelter 79, but a part of them clearly possessed genes that originated from Shelter 79.

They possessed robust physiques, some abnormally developed organs, and some could show beast-like traits under certain conditions...

It wasn't a type of awakening. Instead...

"It's genetic pollution." Sesame Paste mumbled softly as she held the radio.

Tail also seemed to discover something and she yelped, "Wait a second. The Mother of Deathclaws said that she was the administrator of Shelter 79... Who is the guy in the radio then?"

"Mr. Yong?" Roshan asked.

Tail tilted her head and muttered, "But wasn't that plan a failure?"

Sesame Paste pondered for a moment before speaking. "Maybe... The administrator administrator of Shelter 79 thought it was a failure, but maybe some don't think the experiment failed? After all, didn't the Mother of Deathclaws say that some of the subjects ran outside..."

In terms of results, they failed to cultivate an immortal and morally flawless Emperor, but it wasn't for nothing.

They successfully broke through the limit of 23 pairs of chromosomes, transplanting human consciousness onto some more powerful being, thereby breaking through the limits of human capabilities.

That was also what they meant by possessing power beyond their lifeform.

The guy who claimed to be Mr. Yong obviously believed from the bottom of his heart that the experiment was successful.

He not only fully embraced evolution but also fully accepted his current self, considering himself the ultimate form of the experiment in Shelter 79.

All of them instantly thought of the Deathclaw outside the library.

That Deathclaw clearly treated Xiangling Town as its territory, herding the survivors in the library to guard the legacy of pre-war civilization and the entrance to Shelter 79.

On their way to the research area, they discovered the bodies of mercenaries and bounty hunters.

From their clothing and weapons, it was clear they were not from there, but rather wanderers from the wasteland.

Clearly, they weren't the first group of survivors fooled into Xiangling Town, nor the first to help that guy get the serum.

With all their clues linked together, the truth finally surfaced.

Roshan spoke to herself with a look of sudden realization. "No wonder he relies on others to get the serum... With his body, he clearly can't enter."

The shelter was designed for human habitation, without any passages or rooms prepared for Deathclaws.

The so-called Great Stag God, the Mother of Deathclaws, was the best example. After becoming so massive, it could only lie motionless inside the shelter.

It couldn't even obtain food by itself, instead relying on the smaller descendants to help... It was really difficult to say which side was relying on which.

For some reason, Roshan's mind suddenly conjured a distasteful image, but she quickly shook her head to drive the image out of her mind.

Tail frowned and stroked her chin thoughtfully. "But... The administrator is still alive, right? How did he get the administrator's authority?"

Sesame Paste shook her head. "That's unknown, maybe it was through deception, maybe coercion, or perhaps the transfer of administrator authority involves some mechanism we don't understand. Whatever the method, he obviously got the authority to the shelter's door after that, allowing him to escape.

It wasn't just the authority to the main door either. He also gained authority over all the rooms from the research area to the shelter's main door.

The authority of the shelter seems to be fragmented and not entirely in the hands of the administrator.

After a pause, Sesame Paste looked at the vault holding the serum in front of her, her expression complex as she continued, "I even have a feeling that maybe the experiment here never ended, and natural selection is still ongoing. Us... And even those mercenaries who died a long time ago are all part of an ongoing experiment."

"The reason Mr. Yong desperately wants the serum isn't just because he needs it to prolong his life, but also because he wants to use the experimental results here. He wants to use that serum, which is a culmination of numerous experimental findings, to become stronger."

Roshan hissed. "Sss...That's actually possible."

"Wow!" Tail's eyes sparkled as she spoke, "Awesome! Sesame Paste, are you a detective in real life?"

Watched by two pairs of shining eyes, Sesame Paste's cheeks reddened slightly, and the cat ears on her head wiggled in embarrassment.

"I, I... am just an ordinary teacher."

There were already so many clues. Any normal person would be able to connect the dots...

Standing at the laboratory door, two humans and one bear were openly discussing what had happened.

Although the radio was held in Sesame Paste's arms, Mr. Yong couldn't understand what they were saying because of the language barrier.

Moreover, the voice from the radio had disappeared earlier. Not even the clanking of metal could be heard.

"What do we do now? Should we take the serum?" Tail asked while stroking her chin.

Roshan muttered, "That two-story-tall Deathclaw is definitely waiting for us outside... the Army's 100-stong team was driven away by it before... We'll probably be in for a tough time if we bring it out now."

That dude was practically immortal...

Even when bombed by a 100mm cannon, he could still hop around as if nothing had happened. Even if shot in the head, he was still able to survive with his strong regenerative abilities and toughness.

The next moment, Sesame Paste's eyes shifted slightly. "... I have an idea."

Tail didn't even ask before giving a thumbs up. "Oh! Then let's do what you said!"
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Roshan looked at Tail as if she was looking at a dumbass. "...?"

...

There was an entire box of serum stored in the lab. There were 26 in total, and they seemed to be produced by an automatic production line.

As Sesame Paste had guessed, the experimental facility was still operational, and it had been working according to the pre-set experimental procedures for close to a century.

With the intelligent models observing everything that happened, genetic samples from species who were winners of evolution would be chosen and imbued into the next batch of mutation-inducing serum.

Through conversations with the administrator of Shelter 79, the players had learned about the use of those serums.

They were not intended to reverse the mutations that had already occurred, but to allow those individuals who had mutated to continue evolving in more extreme directions, ultimately giving birth to a terrifying existence that surpassed anyone's imagination.

And that would be... The King of Deathclaws!

In wasteland online, those doggy developers never bothered to name their bosses. As such, players could only come up with a name themselves.

The next second... A wild idea formed in Eye Owe Money's mind. "What if we give Garbage a shot of this?"

Drumhead Washing Machine paused before mumbling softly, "I don't know, should we bait his stupid ass over to try this?"

Construction Boy yelled in excitement, "That's a good idea! I'll call him on the forum later!"

Sideline Slacking coughed and patted his brothers' shoulders. "We've got the serum... we should retreat now."

After obtaining the serum, the players gradually withdrew from Shelter 79, returning to the library on 79 Xiangling Street.

Placing the radio on the table, Tail, Roshan, and Sesame Paste looked at each other. They cleared their throats with force, and with serious expressions, turned on the power. It was as if they were completing some religious ceremony.

"Dear Mr. Yong, we have successfully obtained the serum!"

After a brief burst of electrical noise, a raspy, deep voice came from the radio. "Really?!"

The voice, though weary, couldn't hide his excitement that seemed to spill out from the radio.

"Yeah! For real, for real!" Tail nodded vigorously, responding to that bit of excitement, then continued, "By the way, how should the serum be used? Do we just grab a mutant and inject it?"

"Cough cough!Of course not, this serum only works on Deathclaws." Mr. Yong quickly spoke again, afraid they would waste the serum.

"Ah? I see." Tail revealed a look of disappointment as though Mr. Yong would be able to see her. "But... How do we catch a Deathclaw?"

The voice from the radio patiently explained, "Deathclaws... They are indeed tough to handle, but don't worry about that. I know an expert in this field who can make wild Deathclaws behave and willingly accept treatment."

Sesame Paste suddenly interjected thoughtfully, "But, if you reverse the mutations that have already occurred... The regressed Deathclaws would quickly be eliminated by natural selection, right? How can you ensure their traits are passed down?"

"Don't worry, the change in traits won't happen immediately, but will gradually accumulate through the process of inheritance... It will be a slow process." Seeming unable to continue making up his lies, Mr. Yong abruptly ended the conversation.

"The technology involved is too complex. It's not something that can be explained in a few words... You don't need to understand so much, just do as I say. Please, do it for the sake of the people still alive in this world."

It was the same line again...