This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 187.1: What Year is it Now?

The passageway hidden behind the wall was dark.

In fact, it wasn’t just black. It was so dark that not even the outlines could be seen.

The entire place didn’t seem to be connected to the outside world. Although something like a light-emitting strip was stuck to the corner, there was no response when people approached it.

With the light from their VM, Yaya and Teng Teng explored the passage with excitement and anxiety.

Teng Teng, with a red nose, rubbed her arms with both hands, and glanced left and right. "It’s so cold here... Why does it feel like the temperature here is lower than outside?"

"It really is a bit cold... Also, it feels so creepy..." Yaya hunched up her shoulders and looked at the front nervously, "Do you think something strange would suddenly pop out?"

"Like?"

"Maybe, a ghost or something..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

Hearing her foolish thought, Teng Teng sighed, "No way, it’s a sci-fi game after all. Even if there’s something, it should be something like Crunchers, Leeches, or big spiders, right?"

"Hey! Don’t scare me..." Yaya stopped suddenly, not daring to go forward.

Teng Teng looked back at her helplessly. "Are you serious? I was just joking... Aren’t you a perception type player? And your level is not low, right? Even if there is such a thing, your perception attribute should have already warned you."

Yaya’s face flushed red and she muttered, "I... I’m not very good at fighting, and my experience is all accumulated while mushroom gathering..." she said in a low voice after acting coy for a while.

Although her level has risen, her combat experience is almost 0...

Teng Teng tried to understand it from her perspective. "It’s okay, so am I... But I thought that you are someone who has died once, so you should have some experience in this area."

Yaya said with a sad face, "Although that’s true, I don’t want to die. Do you know how hard the nights are when I can’t log into the game?"

Indeed.

Teng Teng couldn’t imagine how boring her nights would be without playing Wasteland Online.

This game is really addictive.

Since she got the helmet, her social needs in reality almost completely dropped to 0. She disappeared completely after getting off work, and no one would send messages to harass her again; even if there were, she wouldn’t be able to read them.

A world where she didn’t have to deal with complex relationships and could do what she wanted without any scruples was simply too amazing!

With her hands on Yaya’s back, Teng Teng pushed her forward and urged, "Yes yes yes... let’s hurry up; otherwise it will be too late to reveal the easter eggs."

"Okay, okay, don’t push me."

If there was really something ahead, the noises they created would have already caused them to be noticed.

Teng Teng, whose lips were curled upwards slightly, didn’t seem panicked at all.

If something really appears… Yaya has a lot of meat, so it should take monsters some time to finish eating her, right?

So please go die you big boobs alien, hmph!

I, Teng Teng, will go out and call for reinforcements to avenge you!

The corridor soon came to an end.

Passing through a door, the two quietly walked into a room of about twenty or thirty square meters.

It was like a warehouse, with twenty nurturing cabins on display.

Seeing these nurturing cabins, Yaya’s eyes suddenly turned into silver coins. "nurturing cabin!"

A well-preserved nurturing cabin could sell for 50 to 100 silver coins!

Turning her head to look at Teng Teng, Yaya’s eyes sparkled. "Teng Teng, we can split it!"

"What are you talking about, we can’t take the things here away... But this should be the Easter eggs."

All 20 nurturing cabins were closed.

Teng Teng walked over and glanced inside the closed hatch cover closely. However, what she saw next made her little face turn pale, and her lips tremble. "De-dead..."

The dry corpse was wearing a blue coat, and the organic matter inside had almost decayed, leaving only a layer of dry skin and mildew.

Fear rose in her heart and she subconsciously took a half step back, but the back of her head suddenly hit a ball of soft mass.

"There are so many corpses, is it because the nurturing cabin is powered off?" Yaya, who was standing behind Teng Teng, wasn’t scared. Stroking her chin with her right hand, she stared at the mummified corpse in the nurturing cabin, lost in thought.

Seeing that Yaya was so composed, Teng Teng couldn’t help swallowing and whispered nervously. "You, aren’t you afraid?"

Yaya tilted her head and mumbled, "Hmm... If I have to say it, I’m not completely fearless. Even if the filter is added, the model is quite realistic, but this is a game after all, right?"

"But, even if it is a game..." Yaya continued as a matter of factly, "And there’s nothing to be afraid of what’s already dead, it’s not a moving monster. Anyway, it’s much better than a slimy mutant leech."

"..."

What the hell?!

She didn’t feel any better at all.

While talking, Yaya had already walked to the side of another nurturing cabin.

As she muttered something in a low voice, she shone the light of the VM on the floor, searching for something that she could not see.

Suddenly, as if she had found something, she quickly walked to the other side in surprise.

"Teng Teng, come here! This way!"

Teng Teng’s eyes widened in shock and she squealed, "I’m not going there. Tell me what’s there first!"

"Don’t worry, it’s not a corpse! The person inside seems to be alive!"

"?!"

Hearing that there was a living person, Teng Teng hurried over.

It was at that moment that Yaya, who was fumbling with both hands on the nurturing cabin, seemed to have touched a switch.

With a soft whistle, cold gas leaked from the gap between the hatch cover and the pod of the nurturing cabin as the frost-covered hatch slowly opened.

Teng Teng noticed that in the ice coffin-like pod lay a woman dressed in a blue coat.

She looked young, about twenty or so, with a slender figure. She was shorter than Yaya but taller than Teng Teng. The feature that was especially striking was her long silver-white hair and blue eyes.

As the hatch opened, the woman also woke up from her slumber.

However, it seemed that because she just woke up, her expression was a little dull. Only after a long while did she glance around blankly.

After her eyes fell on Yaya, who was the closest to her, the woman lying in the cabin spoke in a hoarse voice, "What year is it now?"

Teng Teng and Yaya glanced at each other.

"What did she say?"

"It seems like she said something about it being now?"

Occasionally, nomads would come to her stall to buy mushrooms, so Yaya learned a few phrases, but she didn’t know the grammar.

Teng Teng suddenly had an idea. She hurriedly approached, and gestured three numbers with her fingers.

"211?" The woman looked blank, but she seemed to understand what Teng Teng tried to tell her; there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

"The 211th year of the Wasteland Era?"

I slept for more than 20 years...

That’s really long enough.

Staring at Yaya for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up. She raised her weak arm and held Yaya’s right hand. "DNA... Can you lend me some? I want to study it."

Yaya looked bewildered.

Uh what did she say...

Was she trying to say thank you?

"... You’re welcome?"

Seemingly realizing her abruptness from Yaya’s confused expression, the woman took her hand back embarrassedly and said with a light cough. "Sorry... I have an occupational habit."

Teng Teng and Yaya looked at each other and whispered softly.

"What do we do now?"

"It seems that the hidden mission has been triggered."

"But there are no subtitles... By the way, do you understand what she was saying?"

"No!"

"Then... Let’s take her to the guards first."

The two reached a consensus.

"That’s the only way."

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