This Game Is Too Realistic

"Do you think I’m a black box?" Yin Fang felt quite comfortable when he heard the first half of Chu Guang’s words, but when he heard the rest, he couldn’t help but reply angrily.

The camera is pretty good.

Too bad I can’t make a phone call with it?!

Does it sound like something any decent human being would say?

However, Chu Guang obviously did not reflect on whatever he said. "Can it be done?"

Seeing that he was serious, Yin Fang was silent for a moment and nodded reluctantly. "Yes! But I’ll be frank with you, you should go to someone else for this kind of low-tech thing, instead of wasting my precious time…"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Sure, I will find others to make it, but I need the final product that other people can make a copy. So I can only trouble you to design it."

Seeing that Dr. Yin Fang didn’t seem to take this matter seriously, Chu Guang pondered for a moment and continued in a gentle tone, "Don’t underestimate this work. Imagine that the members of your scientific expedition team have earphones attached to their ears, and can report new discoveries to you anytime, anywhere, as well as feedback on the situation in the ruins of the pre-war civilization. And you don’t need to go out personally, just sit in an air-conditioned room, and double-tap your finger on the screen to switch to their perspectives… They’ll be your eyes… Doesn’t that sound interesting?"

After saying that, Chu Guang hung the pen-like camera on his ear, and slightly adjusted the direction of the pen head, pointing forward. "I need a headset with an integrated camera, like this, with the camera just facing the front. The wider the angle of view, the better. It can take pictures, video, and make calls. Those are the three most critical functions, it would be even better if they could be used with a VM.”

Of course, he didn’t do it for any kind of online live broadcast. Did he lack players now?

Obviously not.

Food, clothes, fuel, and resources were all prioritized before nurturing cabins, and the new players who had made the applications but were still waiting to get into the game were waiting for them. Chu Guang didn’t need six billion people in the world to work for him, nor could he get so many nurturing cabins. He only needed to ensure that there was a 5:1 to 10:1 difference between the number of players who were still waiting to get into the game and the number of the players in the server.

In fact, the ratio was now almost 30:1, and there were even more netizens who hadn’t made an application, so Chu Guang was not worried that there would be no new players coming in.

What should be considered when he was a game designer?

Of course, it was to enhance the experience of players in the game!

A headset with integrated camera functions would not only facilitate players to communicate on regional channels and team channels, but would also become his eyes, allowing him to see what they saw and capture some key elements that were easily overlooked by others.

At the same time, it had both the functions of the action recorder and the walkie-talkie. In the future, he could also consider adding the simultaneous interpretation function. Therefore, the significance of this thing was too important!

If nothing else, at least the cooperation between the teams would no longer have to rely on shouting at the top of their lungs!

Even if the cost was expensive and not everyone could have it, Chu Guang had to ensure that each squad leader could be equipped with one in the event of a battle.

Mhm, the NPCs of the guards have to wear it too!

After listening to Chu Guang’s words, Yin Fang fell into deep thought.

The fact that he could make the members of the scientific expedition team his own eyes moved him.

To be honest, although the scientific expedition team had been established for so long, its work efficiency had not been very high.

On the one hand, due to the influence of objective factors such as heavy snow, many places were indeed off-limits to him.

On the other hand, the players didn’t have an accurate concept of what was important and what was not. Many times when key details were missed, he could only re-issue the mission and let the players make another trip again. 𝙧𝒶Ɲ𝘰𝔟Ёȿ

This back and forth not only wasted time, but also wasted a lot of budget.

Being able to control the actions of scientific expedition team members in real time, and micromanage them in action, sounded like a very attractive proposition indeed.

After all, those players were sometimes smart, sometimes dumb, and their erratic performance levels really made him, a former middle-level cadre in the Academy, a little anxious.

Stroking his chin, Yin Fang mused, "I’ll think of a way..."

Chu Guang smiled slightly. He knew that his persuasion had succeeded. "Mhm, I’m counting on you!"

...

Day 10 of the Wartime Regulations, outside the concrete wall of Longevity Town.

Looking out at the expanse of white snow, there was a straight line of pitch-black figures, different from the color of the snow.

They were new recruits to the guards.

The day before, a new batch of Arbiter I rifles and jet-black uniforms were shipped from the new industrial area to Longevity Town, and distributed to each of them.

These uniforms were designed by Teng Teng’s Hut and were modeled after 19th century military uniforms, incorporating the style of the shelter uniform with simple lines and textures.

As for the production, it was stitched by the refugees from the survivor settlements such as Winter Willow Camp, Battery Factory, Highway Town and the rest.

The fabric of these uniforms was a cloth woven from Devil Silk, dyed black with a dye made from shellac. There were two layers on both the inside and outside, and the middle was stuffed with shredded banknote paper.

The thermal performance of the coat they were given was very good, and it was not very heavy. Moreover, it looked very neat as well. The only disadvantage was that it could not be washed.

After all, no matter how waterproof the banknote paper was, it was still broken fibers. Even if it would not immediately turn into pulp when soaked in water, it would easily ruin the pores of thermal insulation, which would greatly weaken the thermal insulation performance.

But no matter what, this coat was better than wearing hyena skin.

The color difference of the fur itself determined that no matter how good-looking the clothes made of fur were, they were not suitable to be uniforms.

After all, a group of people wearing fur coats, even with a standardized rifle on their shoulders, would look a bit like a puppet army.

From this point of view, the design of the current uniform was much better.

Dressed in neat black uniforms, a hundred guards lined up in front of the wall, carrying heavy-barreled Arbiter I rifles on their backs. The bayonets underneath the gun barrels reflected cold gleam, and the entire group looked like a menacing dark forest. Just looking at them, one could feel the chilling aura rushing to their face!

Walking at the front of the team, the former Army brigade commander, Vanus, let out a breath of cold air and shouted at the new recruits, "Everyone, attention!"

He was answered by a uniform salute.

"At ease!"

Looking away from the new recruits, Vanus walked over to Wrench and asked the captain of the guard, "What do you think?"

Wearing an exoskeleton, Wrench’s eyes stopped for a while on the neat line of new recruits.

He did not immediately give an evaluation, but said, "I will give you an answer after the review by the administrator."

Vanus pressed, “I want to know what you think."

Wrench answered without hesitation, "What the administrator thinks is what I think"

Disappointed by the boring answer, Vanus gave up the questioning. He looked back at the neat line of new recruits, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he mumbled, "Citizens of the Army enroll at the age of six, receive basic education, including literacy and numeracy, and decide at the age of 12 whether to become a technologist or go to the military academy for a militarized education."

"If you enter the military academy, you will graduate at the age of 16. The outstanding performers can be promoted to the squad leader and go to the front line to be assigned to each brigade as an adjutant. The remaining people are incorporated into the youth corps as young soldiers, and sent to the most dangerous front lines to fight side by side with the front-line troops, and they could not become a squad leader until they obtained merit there."

Wrench glanced at Vanus and raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to say?"

Vanus continued. "If the Bonechewer Clan absorbs not only the equipment of the expeditionary force, but also some low-level officers, you will be in a very dangerous situation."

Wrench smiled faintly. "You actually started to worry about us?"

"After all, I have to think about my own safety." After a pause, Vanus continued, "What’s more, you are a group of worthy opponents. Your story should become an epic legend, and it should not end abruptly in the hands of a group of savages."