This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 95: Dairy, Clues and Origin

"Finally." Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Chu Guang put down the diary and notes extracting key information along with his pen in his hand.

Although he did not find the answer he wanted, the story still provided him with many interesting clues.

At first, he thought that the diary was about a group of survivors who lost their humanity and finally transformed into a group of marauders.

But later, he learned that it was actually a pure modern version of The Farmer and the Snake.

There were three main characters in the diary.

The name of the diary’s owner was Li Xiu, an ordinary sports news reporter. For simplicity, They would call him Little Li.

The other was a woman named Sun Lai, but Chu Guang decided to call her Little Sun.

The third person was Little Sun's husband, the guard of a shelter.

Since the name of the guard was not mentioned, Chu Guang decided to call him the Sufferer for the time being.

That was because after reading the diary, Chu Guang felt that the man it described led a really miserable life.

The narration at the beginning was very plain. Little Li, who had survived the catastrophe, briefly described what he saw and heard when the nuclear war broke out.

- When that was happening, the stadium in the northern suburbs of Clearspring City was holding a regional basketball game. In the second half of the game when the game was at its most intense moment, the radio suddenly sounded the alarm that indicated a nuclear strike was fast approaching.

- ... Almost no one reacted. Even my assistant thought that this sound effect was a special effect to hype up the atmosphere arranged by the organizer. However, I still panicked and ran almost instinctively. I rushed into the basement and found the dormant cabin placed there. When I was about to use it, I hesitated for a moment.

- What if all this is just a bad joke? It will only take a month and my audience will forget me completely, and I will have nothing... I thought to myself... But eventually, I still closed the hatch and pressed the activation button.

- The surroundings started to get cold, and my consciousness went away little by little. But when I opened my eyes again and pushed open the hatch, the mechanical watch on the door told me that a nuclear war had indeed occurred. I had been asleep for more than three years, and now everything outside had changed. I was right, but I didn’t feel lucky at all... I would rather be wrong, and I much preferred it to be a bad joke; at least I would be able to get a lot of compensation from the organizer that way. Or maybe I should've died three years ago. Dying in a utopia is not a bad thing. After all, being alive is torture.

In the following paragraph, Little Li described the scenes he saw on the street from his perspective.

- Fragmented streets, riddled concrete buildings, and dead bodies abandoned in the streets to be eaten by crows. It felt like hell on earth.

- The atmosphere was so desperate that it would make people suffocate! _{𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝘣.𝘤𝘰𝑚}

- It was obviously still August, but it was already snowing. In the gray sky, one couldn't see the sun, or feel any warmth.

- Wandering aimlessly, I found a group of poor people who had also survived in a nearby waste tire factory before I collapsed.

- In that era when humanity was far from being annihilated, the survivors of the tire factory rescued me, and I also met a woman named Sun Lai.

- The woman was a nurse, and she had a child who wasn’t even seven at the time. She was separated from her husband when the nuclear war broke out, and had been looking for her husband for all these years.

- I sympathized with her and expressed willingness to help her.

- There was a yellowed photo in the diary which contained the two of them. Although the woman's face was covered with traces of experiencing hardship, it couldn't conceal her good looks.

Chu Guang didn't care about their relationship’s development or the complicated ethical entanglements, so he quickly skipped at least thirty pages of psychological activities and detailed descriptions until he finally saw the clues that really interested him.

Both Little Li and Little Sun used scrapped parts to assemble a primitive but reliable radio, and successfully received a broadcast from a shelter.

The person on the radio was Sun Lai's husband... That was, the Sufferer who served as a guard in the shelter.

In the past three years, the broadcast has not been interrupted for a single day. It sounded punctually at noon and continued to broadcast until three o'clock in the afternoon.

The content of the broadcast was information used to look for his wife and child who had been separated from him for three years.

When Little Sun realized that her husband had never given up looking for her, she, who was already a little shaken, cried in Little Li's arms.

Chu Guang could feel that the owner of the diary didn't seem to be very happy. He didn't even mention her husband's name in the diary. He just used ‘that man’ to refer to him and described the whole thing in just a few sentences.

But what happened next gradually became interesting.

- As the guard of the shelter, that man was kept in the shelter before the outbreak of the nuclear war.

- Knowing that his wife and child were still alive, he immediately found a way to contact his friend who had worked in the police station, guided his friends to bring supplies, and rescued the poor people living in the tire factory.

- These supplies came in great use.

- Moreover, that man relied on the almost unlimited knowledge reserve in the shelter to actively help the survivors of the tire factory, instructing them on what they needed to collect, how to build their own shelters, and how to survive the severe cold weather and hunger.

He was like a remote control, helping them with every move.

Little Li and Little Sun were very cooperative, but they concealed one thing. They hid the existence of the shelter.

People were selfish.

If those survivors knew that there was a shelter that could be contacted nearby, it was difficult to say whether they could still live as brave, united, and mutually supportive as they were now. They may even harbor malicious ideas and force them to disclose the location of the shelter, or do something even more outrageous.

The credit all went to Little Li temporarily, and the existence of the shelter was concealed. He was like an omnipotent genius and won everyone's support.

It wasn’t actually a bad thing. However, leading a group of survivors was not an easy task.

Especially since the collected materials would run out one day, and there was no hope for the end of the endless winter.

The owner of the diary had a clear idea from the beginning. He knew very well that only by entering the shelter could he get absolute safety.

So he tried to persuade Little Sun, telling her that shelter was the only way out for them. It wasn’t only about her either, but also about her child.

No matter what the reason was, Little Sun was obviously persuaded. When compared with a shelter with a good environment, no one wanted to stay in hell and suffer.

Besides, her husband was inside the shelter, and it was not impossible to get in.

However, the two of them didn't know that once the door of the shelter was closed, it was not so easy to open it. Entering a locked shelter was just wishful thinking on their part.

Although The Sufferer also wanted to see his wife and child, only the administrator had authority over the shelter gate.

As a security guard, let alone open the gate, he didn't even have the qualifications to see the administrator.

That wasn’t all.

In principle, after the shelter gate was closed, the radio was to be silenced immediately. No one was allowed to send messages to the outside world in any form. If found, they would be severely punished.

A large part of the reason why he could send signals to the outside world and receive information from the outside world was that the shelter he was in is a bit special.

The shelter hid a low-power signal tower on the surface, and monitoring the signals in the nearby area every day was his job.

Yes, he took advantage of his position.

For whatever reason he did it, it was not a glorious thing.

He hadn't even figured out how to confess, let alone how to beg the administrator to open the gate.

The worst result was that when he explained everything truthfully, he would be sentenced to life imprisonment by the administrator on the charge of a traitor. He would be kept in a cabin forever, and tried by law after the order was restored.

When that happened, he would lose contact with his wife and child forever.

That was Chu Guang's speculation based on the content of the diary.

After all, the diary did not record the psychological activities of The Sufferer, but briefly stated clues about the radio going silent and them being unable to open the gate.

Later, out of guilt for his wife and child, The Sufferer guided them via radio and found some hidden supply points that would not be marked on the regular evacuation map.

The supplies there were very rich as they contained not only food, medicine, and clean drinking water, but even police weapons for anti-riot purposes.

These supplies allowed the survivors of the tire factory to live a period of worry-free life and even rescue another group of survivors that wandered over from the nearby city.

The owner of the diary had naturally become the savior in the eyes of these people, and even the hero in the eyes of other people's wives and children.

However... Their worry-free life did not last long.

It could be seen from the second half of the diary that as the supplies were exhausted, the conflicts and disagreements between people gradually intensified.

At the beginning, everyone, regardless of age or sex, was able to enjoy two boxes of canned meat, an unlimited supply of self-heating rice, and even iced and delicious beer to drink every day.

Later, the survivor community began to ban alcohol. Meat could only be reserved for young and middle-aged men who went out to explore, hunt, scavenge, and pregnant women. The porridge became thinner and thinner and even had to be mixed with some bark.

In the end, all the hoarded supplies were exhausted. But the weather only got colder and colder.

Everything was getting worse. There was no sign of improvement, and even the most optimistic people couldn't see any hope at all.

Some people said that the winter would last a long time.

Some people said that it was a rumor and that there was no nuclear winter at all.

Then there was a voice mentioning something different, saying that maybe it was not just nuclear weapons. After all, it was once said in the news that they had already mastered something more dangerous than nuclear weapons.

But if it really existed, was everything in front of them fake?

They had not seen even the most primitive nuclear bombs, and the source of their knowledge came from other people, so they couldn't distinguish what was true and what was just speculation and conjecture.

Suspicions and complaints spread among the survivors. Some chose to leave, while those who stayed gradually turned against each other.

Perhaps...

From the beginning, they shouldn't have taken in the wandering survivors.

However, all of them were wanderers at that point. In other words... They didn’t know who they could exclude.

When the disagreement increased to an irreconcilable degree, it eventually turned into a fierce conflict. The cause may just be a piece of moldy bread, or even a bone. Nothing mattered anymore.

The fight was finally suppressed by Little Li's guns, but from that moment on, his dream about being the savior was also completely shattered.

Sun Lai's child died in the fight, and she went crazy. She disappeared in the heavy snow one night and never appeared again.

Little Li was immersed in regret and pain, and the content of the diary gradually moved to the other extreme, the original neat and meticulous writing becoming scribbled and perfunctory.

Sometimes, there was an entry once every few days, and sometimes, the owner of the diary forgot to even update it for a month.

The date on the last page was fixed in the fourth year of the Wasteland Era.

- ... I am still looking for that shelter; that is my only hope. Although I know that hope is very slim, the outside world is hell.

That was his last entry.

Until the end of his life, he was still looking for a utopia that he couldn’t find.

"This diary can be put in a museum for exhibition... If, one day, museums and history become valuable on this planet again, someone should know what happened here."

"Forget it, it's better to update it on the official website. Mhm, I’ll keep it under the information of the Bloodhand Clan."

"A server in another world is more reliable than a museum in the wasteland."

Although the diary explained the origin of the Bloodhand Clan, it did not mention the ending of Little Li.

Well, that wasn’t important anyway.

The bloody handprint on the cover, in a sense, had explained everything, and it was no accident that he left it.

Chu Guang once heard Hein say that two years ago, the leader of the Bloodhand Clan was not called Bear, but a man called Eagle. His body was hung on a street lamp not far from the entrance of the tire factory.

Before the Eagle came Snake whose eyes were scooped out.

In terms of even older leaders, no one could remember their names anymore.

Legend has it that none of the leaders of the Bloodhand Clan had a good end, and almost all of them were killed by their successors.

This diary with a bloody handprint seemed to be under a certain vicious curse. It was regarded as a spiritual totem by those marauders. Together with the bloody and violent culture, it has been passed down from generation to generation.

In Bear’s cycle, the cycle of evil was finally shattered by the hammer of justice.

With a light sigh, Chu Guang closed the diary in his hand.

"Little Seven, I'm going to sleep. Help me turn off the lights, and remember to wake Xia Yan up."

"As for me, We’ll do the same and wake me up at one o'clock in the afternoon... Forget it, let me sleep until I wake up naturally."

"Those spoils will be split after I wake up. If players ask you about it, you can tell them that... I’m not done appraising what we gained from the war."

As we all know, unapprised equipment cannot be equipped. This is the common sense of MMORPGs, which is very reasonable.

Little Seven’s sweet voice rang through the air once again.

"Okay, Master. Night night."

The light in the room gradually softened, and the room finally returned to darkness.

Maybe Chu Guang would have a good dream.