This Game Is Too Realistic

Xiaoyu nodded, but she didn\'t seem to understand Chu Guang\'s words completely.

"Aren\'t you coming back?"

All she wanted to ask was actually this.

"Mhm, my companion needs me, I will stay here from now on." Chu Guang said euphemistically.

"Okay."

Xiaoyu felt a little dispirited when she thought that there would be no more candies to eat in the future, but she cheered up very soon.

"Thank you for the gift! Then, can I give it to my elder brother? My home is pretty good, but my second brother needs a bigger house to get married, so he doesn\'t have to marry too far, and can often come back."

"You don\'t need to ask me, it\'s now yours."

Chu Guang stroked her little head, took out three lollipops in his pocket and stuffed them into that little hand.

"Take them, these are for you… Remember to tear the wrapping paper."

Then he said worriedly,

"Also, don\'t just stuff all of them into your mouth, you can only eat one at a time, or all the flavors will be mixed together, it won\'t taste nice."

"Oh, thank you!"

Finally getting the lollipops that she was thinking of, although she was a little bit reluctant, Xiaoyu still went back with her family obediently.

It would get dark in a while, and the monsters would crawl out of those tall and big buildings and go to the streets to hunt for food.

That was what she had been hearing since she was a child.

...

Evening.

The north gate of the outpost was very lively.

Here it seemed to have formed a custom-made bazaar.

Players inserted wooden boards on the ground, engraved with their own identification numbers, and drew a small area, indicating that this was their own fixed booth.

The people who were here yesterday were still here today, and no one would mess things up.

There were not many people in the game now, and they all got into the game because of the recommendations from their friends, so most of the players were very friendly and very civilized.

After all, what good is it to hinder others?

Everyone here will be in the first echelon in the future. At the worst, they would be in the second echelon, or the third echelon.

If they don\'t work hard to maintain their reputation now, how would they be able to face newbies?

Seeing the players in such an orderly manner, Chu Guang, the administrator, was also very happy, and simply followed the "public opinion" and posted a piece of paper in front of the north gate.

[From now on, one hundred meters from the north gate is the "Market", and shelter residents can freely set up stalls and trade. ]

[The consignment shelf is located in the Shelter Resident Hall, and you need to pay one silver coin rent to consign items. If no one is buying it, it will be removed from the shelves after seven days, and the rent can be renewed after removal. ]

After posting a note, players all ran to check out the announcement. They all cheered after seeing what was written on it.

"Good job, administrator!"

"Great! Is this an in-game update? The market function is finally out! Good!"

"Does anyone want the fangs of the mutant hyena? The market function is finally available, it means that the equipment enchantment function will not be far from us. If you don\'t stock up the material now, it will be too late!"

"Does anyone want mushrooms? Fresh big mushrooms! Wuwuwu, please, come buy it, I promise I will never increase the price again, in the future. It will just be four copper coins, really!"

"Boss Ya, did your mushroom go to college?"

"Can your mushroom lay eggs?"

"Can you buy it and release it?"

"Can I make Diona spit in my wine?"

"Fuck, you are perverted!"

Looking at the noisy players, Chu Guang had a satisfied smile on his face.

Life is getting better every day.

It was on this day that it was getting darker and earlier...

...

Before dark, the Yu family returned to Bett Street, but the atmosphere here was a bit different than usual.

There was a cart in front of Bett Street. Next to the cart stood two men wearing animal skin jackets and carrying iron-barreled rifles, and there was an unkempt slave who was wearing ragged clothes.

Old Charlie stood at the gate, negotiating with the man in front, with a flattering smile on his face.

The latter had obvious impatience written on his face, and he spat out a smoke ring on Old Charlie\'s face. The other strong man also urged the latter to hurry up.

Before long, Old Walter, the guardian, pulled out a woman.

She was wrapped in a robe, her hands and feet were shackled, and her ankles were printed with stripes. The slightly exposed skin could even make women\'s hearts beat faster, let alone men.

Xiaoyu had never seen such a beautiful elder sister. Her bright eyes blinked, filled with curiosity and envy.

"Elder Brother, who is she?"

Yu Hu whispered.

"I don\'t know, but the old town mayor bought her from outside. I heard that she is a clone or something?"

"It\'s a clone. Look at her eyes, there\'s no soul in them!" The old man obviously knew more. He dragged his son and daughter, and whispered, "Don\'t make any noise, and don\'t make eye contact with those people, we will wait for them to leave."

The two followed the old man obediently, hiding in the shadow of the street corner.

The man in animal skins checked the goods, smiled, patted old Charlie on the shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up.

Then Xiaoyu saw that the rude man tied the Elder Sister\'s hand to the cart and signaled his companion to leave.

"Elder Brother, where will they take her?"

Yu Hu didn\'t know how to explain this question. He was a man, he could guess it, but he didn\'t know how to say it.

Whenever winter is approaching, every household on Bett Street must respond to the town mayor\'s mobilization order and hand in supplies. But does the old mayor not need to pay tribute to others?

Obviously not.

There is always a bigger fish.

"You are still young, don\'t ask so much."

"I\'m not young anymore," Xiaoyu said, displeased.

Yu Hu chuckled after hearing what she said and rubbed his younger sister\'s head.

"There, there, eat more meat if you think you are old enough, and you can grow taller only by eating meat... What is your plastic stick thing? Is it delicious? Is there any more, can I try it?"

"No! If you want, you can ask for them from Brother Chu yourself." Xiaoyu swiftly avoided her elder brother like an agile fish.

"It\'s time to go."

The old man carefully hid the salt in his arms, then reached out and took off the plastic stick that Xiaoyu had held all the way in her mouth, and threw it into the corner. Regardless of the latter\'s grievance, he dragged the two to Bett Street.

Old Charlie glanced at the three of them, and didn\'t say anything, just chatting with Old Walter next to him in a relaxed tone, as if nothing had happened.

"Did you have such a beautiful girl in that shelter before?"

"No, the people used to live in my shelter were normal people anyway."

"That woman is not normal?"

"There are two types of clones, one starts from babies and grows up naturally. They are almost the same as normal people. The other is fast finished products, which stay in the culture chamber until they are fully developed, and are no different from livestock... This category is very diverse, with different uses and development cycles. You won\'t understand even if I tell you."

Old Walter grinned and gave Charlie a cigarette.

"Anyway, there\'s still some time before it gets dark, tell me about it."

Old Charlie sighed and told him the short and good time he had in a shelter like telling a story.

Xiaoyu also wanted to stop and listen, but her old man didn\'t want her to stay. He pulled Yu Hu and her and hurried home....................................................................................................................................