This Game Is Too Realistic

When he pressed the enter button, the responses under his post instantly shot up to the very top.

Compared to Battlefield Cheerleader's tidbits, players were clearly more interested in the new map's situation and whether he, 'doggy' Ample Time, was wearing Teng Teng's products.

Tail: Wow wow wow! Pass it on, Ample Time and Night Ten are basically the same type of pervert! After all, everyone thinks they're the same person!

Teng Teng: Another strange ship is here... UWU

Night Ten: Damn! Ample Time, you're not human! What the hell is this ship?! Why am I in this?! QAQ

Teng Teng: Hmm... Gale seems more suitable.

Sisi: Professor X student fantasies, huh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Teng Teng: Damn, Sisi knows everything! (⸝⸝˃ ་། ˂⸝）

Sisi: Ahem... I wouldn't know! Tail taught me everything...

Tail: !!! Huh? Sisi, do you want to be student?! Then... Why don't you call me Teacher Tail?

Gale: ...You guys better take it to your private chat before you get banned...

Sisi: Sorry, professor, I was wrong.

Ample Time: I can't be blamed for this, I can't deny it under those circumstances, right? (awkward)

Mosquito: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Irene: Some people are dead but actually alive, others are still alive but already dead. (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Elf Wang: Feeling sorry for Brother Night Ten. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ample Time: Ahem, anyway, that's basically it, it's not easy to visit Ideal City right now, entering is much more complicated than going to Boulder Town. We were registered as diplomatic personnel. We can't work there, participate in the securities market, or do business... It's probably because the mission system hasn't been developed yet. As for photos, we can't send them back yet. @Escaping Mole, come here and start drawing your hent... art.

Escaping Mole: Such a big city, what the hell am I supposed to draw?! Besides, you type too fast, I was only half done when you posted! (¬_¬")

Ample Time: (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Battlefield Cheerleader: Damn! Is anyone still listening to me?! (ᗒᗣᗕ)

Spring Water Commander: Good brother, we're all waiting for your coordinates.

Construction Boy: That's right! You're pretty shit as a spy, it's been half a month and you haven't even reached the enemy's position, just get it over with.

Darkest: So embarrassing! It's been half a month and you haven't become a marshal yet!

Battlefield Cheerleader: @#%!

Seeing the active little players under this post, Chu Guang smiled faintly while staring at his screen.

Obviously, he had to listen to all these intelligence reports.

Unlike the players, he couldn't afford to mess around.

Compared to the new things in Among Clouds Province and Ideal City, as well as the rich content of the new map, Chu Guang was more concerned about Battlefield Cheerleader's post about his stories as Pangolin.

How to develop the Ideal City market according to local conditions, how to scam some fools without annoying others... Those were issues for his Lifestyle Players to consider.

As an administrator, Chu Guang's current considerations were more strategic. If his intelligence was accurate, the problem might be more serious than he had imagined.

"... The supply line from Bugra Free State to Falcon Kingdom has been tacitly approved by the Golden Lizard Kingdom."

"Is this the intention of the Academy, or is it the Golden Lizard Kingdom's own decision?"

His gaze fell on the map of the River Valley Province, and he sank into thought on his sofa.

The Army was far on the West Coast, thousands of kilometers away.

Without railways or highways, their supply line would either have to cross a tundra and swamp area far larger than Siberia on Earth or traverse the Great Desert scattered with space debris.

The Falcon Kingdom could solve some of the supply issues, but the classic militaristic kingdom had a weak economic foundation, and it would be difficult for them to sustain a military power far stronger than theirs alone.

Considering the Army's debuffs in supply efficiency, the New Alliance's chances of victory were actually high, which was why Chu Guang had made so many contingency plans for post-victory.

But now the situation was completely different. The Army was actually able to get supplies from Bugra Free State.

That was not some feudal kingdom, but an industrialized commercial city-state.

As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, their industrial capacity was no less than that of Boulder Town, and they had taken over a large number of supplies originally belonging to the Army's expeditionary forces. Those were usable resources!

Chu Guang couldn't help but break into a sweat.

It was a good thing they chose to go all in, and thankfully his little players were so effective that they managed to shoot down the Heart of Steel.

If that airship had managed to return to join the main force, not to mention Falcon Kingdom and Yun Song lasting for so long, General Griffin might have been parading in Boulder Town by now.

"It seems the relationships between the desert kingdoms are not as united as Kariman said." Picking up a marker to circle a red spot on the map, Chu Guang fell into contemplation.

Sitting at the desk, Little Seven tilted its head. "Master, did Kariman lie to you?"

Chu Guang shook his head. "Not necessarily, how much can an envoy know? Besides, this is the wasteland, where information spreads even slower than in the Middle Ages. The River Valley Province itself is a hub for east to west trade, and a secret supply line hidden among the commercial routes is hard to detect."

Intelligence work wasn't magic. Something like that wasn't something they could understand just by sending someone or a rat to take a look. Someone needed to be integrated deeply into the supply chain to unravel the hidden clues.

The New Alliance's investment in intelligence had never been low, but building an intelligence network took time.

Getting that piece of intelligence was indeed partly luck. To understand the entire supply chain, Adan might become a key clue.

Cowley should also be an important figure in it.

The failure wasn't his fault. Murder for venting anger was what feudal kingdoms did. Although the Army didn't treat outsiders as humans, they still had rules and regulations internally.

If he successfully returned to the Army, he might not be demoted but instead promoted for his loyalty.

The only obstacle to promotion might be belonging to the McClennan faction, possibly facing suppression from General Griffin.

Whether he could climb up the ranks depended on background and personal ability, which was guesswork.

His thoughts slightly stirring, Chu Guang looked at Little Seven sitting on the desk. "Assign a mission to our little pangolin... Let him maintain a friendly relationship with Cowley and establish a friendly relationship with that merchant named Adan. Make sure he doesn't reveal his identity and motives."

"We need to understand how much equipment is being transported from Bugra Free State to the Army, including the types, quantities, and values of the equipment... It's best to obtain relevant evidence."

"The deal between the Bugra Free State and the Army might not be instructed by the Great Rift Valley. If we can obtain key evidence, we might be able to paralyze the Army's eastern supply line without firing a shot... But the prerequisite is that we must not expose ourselves and must not act too hastily. We don't need just a head or an order, but something more substantial!"

Merchants could be bought.

But in their eyes, the New Alliance might not be a suitable trading partner.

The mission was probably on a hellish difficulty mode. And frankly, levels and such probably wouldn't be much help.

To get Battlefield Cheerleader to work hard, Chu Guang pondered for a moment before speaking again, "Put up an exoframe as the ultimate reward for the mission, one without contribution registration or level restrictions."

He had originally considered it a casual move, not expecting it to be very effective.

Unexpectedly, that little guy was reliable enough to continue with his poor Federation language and made-up identity.

He's a damn talent!

Of course I need to make the sunk cost fallacy even greater for him!

Little Seven's eyes widened in surprise. "Exoframe? But Master... there are only two in the entire Alliance."

One was bought by Old White.

The other was the iconic azure Exoframe Chu Guang wore.

Naturally, that piece of equipment was not meant to be given to anyone else.

Responding to Little Seven's reminder, Chu Guang said without hesitation, "There are only two now, but by the time he completes the entire mission chain, I'll have at least ten."

It was just equipment worth a million silver coins.

After a pause, he continued, "Also, summon Prince Kariman to the Dawn City reception room."

Seeing Chu Guang had a plan, Little Seven no longer offered reminders but eagerly nodded. "Hmmmm! Alright, Master! I've already sent the notification."

"Well done."

Getting up from the sofa, Chu Guang casually picked up Little Seven and stuffed it into his pocket, heading toward the door.

The New Alliance was still in the preparation stage for war, and it wasn't time to strike yet.

His plan was to meet Prince Kariman to see what this native of the desert thought about the betrayal of his allies.

Also, it was to seek a political way to solve his troublesome issue.

Although it was probably difficult, it was worth a try...