This Game Is Too Realistic

Late at night.

Chu Guang slept very uneasily, waking up several times, touching the gun hidden in his sleeping bag, and then fell asleep intermittently.

It was so comfortable in the shelter, and he didn't have to worry about any danger at all, that he couldn't adapt to being suddenly returned to such an unstable environment.

"I'm slacking off."

Chu Guang sighed, and unconsciously touched the gun hidden in the quilt. The thick and long barrel was full of security.

I don’t know what’s going on with the players.

Although he and Xiaoqi had explained what to do when he was away, he still couldn't let go after his absence.

After sleeping until five in the morning and waking up again, Chu Guang couldn't fall asleep, so he kept his eyes open and waited quietly.

It wasn't until it was light outside the window that he got out of the sleeping bag, put on his clothes, and carried the steel pipe and the gun he just bought on his back.

This time I go out, I guess I will have to come back after a long time.

The mayor's demand forced him to advance his moving plan, and all preparations had to be completed before the end of the month.

If we cannot reserve enough supplies for a hundred people, we will have to wait until February or March next year before conducting the next round of testing.

The whole winter must be wasted.

open the door.

Chu Guang, who had packed his equipment and was about to set off, happened to meet the men of the Wang family.

Wang Defu, who was causing trouble at his door yesterday, glanced at him without saying a word, but his eyes were somewhat provocative.

Perhaps it was because his father, eldest and second brothers were all around, plus the fact that he was carrying a hunting guy on his back, his courage was obviously much greater than yesterday, and he seemed to be showing off his power.

Of course Chu Guang would not be as knowledgeable as a little kid.

The sixteen-year-old boy was already considered a man of his own in Beit Street, but in his eyes, he was just a kid with no hair at all.

"Hey, don't die."

Chu Guang ignored him and didn't even look at him.

The Wang family child was angry, gritting his teeth and blushing. He felt humiliated by this stranger's disregard.

However, just when he was about to make an irrational provocation, the elder brother next to him suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

Although he was still a little angry, Wang Defu quickly calmed down.

It can be seen that this child listens to his brother's words.

Chu Guang glanced at the eldest son of the Wang family, and the powerful man was also looking at him.

From that person, Chu Guang sensed a hint of danger, but it was not obvious.

Interestingly, when observing him, the man's face clearly showed a hint of surprise, although it was carefully hidden.

Hunter's intuition——

This guy is difficult to deal with!

After a brief eye contact, both parties quickly looked away.

There is no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

The Wang family members were gone.

Chu Guang is also ready to set off.

At this time, a crisp sound came from behind.

"Be careful on the road."

Chu Guang stopped and turned around, seeing Xiaoyu hiding behind the door and peeking at him.

Chu Guang smiled and said lightly.

"Well, thank you."

"Need not."

In the blink of an eye, the little girl slipped back into the house and disappeared.

…

At six o'clock in the morning, it was almost dawn.

The gate of Beit Street slowly opened. Survivors carrying backpacks, bows and arrows, daggers, crossbows and other equipment walked in groups on the cracked concrete pavement and weeds emerging from the cracks. Heading into the ruins.

But today, two hundred years later, it is no longer so easy to find good things in the wasteland. Occasionally, the bullet casings dropped by mercenaries or looters can be regarded as treasures.

Chu Guang did not leave the settlement immediately, but spent some time at the door. After everyone had gone away, he went to Old Charlie's recycling bin.

"I need 7 kilograms of green wheat. These are blackjack chips. There are also tobacco leaves for curing meat... How much can I exchange for 4 chips?" Chu Guang asked, having never bought any.

"One o'clock or two."

"Then four taels!"

Food is key to development.

Only by preparing more food can you recruit more players to work for you.

It is impossible for the survivors to drink green wheat every day to make porridge. Even if they could bear it, they themselves would not be able to bear it.

Now that you have a gun, hunting is much easier than before.

Chu Guang planned to buy some tobacco leaves and make pickled products from the endless meat to keep as a reserve for the winter.

Old Charlie raised his eyelids.

"I remember you just bought five kilograms of green wheat a few days ago."

"Any questions?" Chu Guang answered casually.

Old Charlie grinned.

"It's nothing, it's good to save more money."

Chu Guang, who was planning the future, suddenly felt alarmed.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

He suddenly realized a problem.

It has been a while since I brought back any useful garbage or other harvests, but I purchased a large amount of supplies twice in a row.

The mayor may not notice that he is a small person, but others will inevitably wonder where he got so much money.

But old Charlie didn't say anything, or maybe he didn't care at all. He helped him weigh the food and sent him out with a smile.

"I was careless..."

After leaving the gate of Beit Street and turning a corner, Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, stopped and observed for a while, and then continued forward.

More than 10 chips are already a "huge sum" of money for scavengers, because they usually cannot save money.

However, twice in a row, he spent a huge amount of money, more than 20 chips, to purchase supplies that he could not consume in a short period of time.

Old Charlie was quite kind to him, after all, he came from the shelter, but after all, he was the mayor's servant.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but frowned.

It's a pity that the businessman named Liszt only sells grain and sells industrial products from Boulder City.

Perhaps, he should try his luck at Brown Farm.

…

Seven kilograms of green wheat and ten liters of drinking water, plus bullets and equipment, weighed more than twenty kilograms, which was heavy on his shoulders.

In addition to moving things, Chu Guang also had to carefully conserve his strength and beware of dangers lurking in the shadows.

Even if there is strength that is different from ordinary people hidden in his muscles, he can only walk for a while, stop for a while, and observe the road conditions before moving forward.

The roads outside the settlements are not easy to walk, and sometimes you have to avoid collapsed roads and pass through collapsed high-rise buildings.

Chu Guang suddenly felt envious of the protagonists in "The End of the World" and "Dying Light" who could parkour in the ruins with a lot of things on their backs, while he could only walk one step at a time.

perhaps……

Should I buy a cow next time?

I just don’t know if that guy Liszt can sell it.

Fortunately, none of the alien species he encountered along the way found him.

Walk through the ruins.

After walking along the road for a while, Chu Guang finally arrived at the sanatorium in Wetland Park before 8:30 in the morning.

However, what surprised Chu Guang was that when he arrived, he found that all four closed beta players were already online.

not only that.

Outside the walls of the sanatorium, there were four earthen stoves half as tall as a person and a hemispherical earthen kiln about as tall as a person.

this……

What is it?

He didn't remember that he had given him the task of building the furnace.

"Master Manager! You are finally back." Looking at the surprised manager, Fang Chang stepped forward and said with a smile.

"I was delayed outside all night." Staring at the stoves intently, Chu Guang even forgot to put down the things he was carrying on his back. "...How is the situation here? Have you encountered any aliens or other survivors? ?"

"Everything is normal! There is no unexpected situation!"

Fang Chang reported their work to Chu Guang with a red face.

The four half-person-high furnaces are used to burn charcoal, and the furnace with a blast vent next to them is used to calcine coarse cement materials at high temperatures.

"We burn the bark into plant ash, then add it to water and stir, filter out the potassium-alkali water in the upper layer, and squeeze out the remaining mud to obtain calcium hydroxide and calcium carbonate for making cement."

"Then, we added these raw materials to the blast furnace and calcined them into orange-red color, then mixed them with the sand picked up from the river, added water and mixed well, and we got plant ash cement!"

Damn it?

To be honest, Chu Guang was surprised by the hands-on abilities of these players.

He had tried mixing plant ash and mud to make cement before, and he used the method taught by Bianhu, but the resultant material shattered as soon as he squeezed it and was of no use at all.

Looking at it now, it turns out that my method was wrong.

Is the key to blast furnace and secondary calcination?

And the purity of plant ash...

Fang Chang's mouth didn't stop and he continued.

"...We plan to use cement to repair the walls of the sanatorium! By the way, we also collected the filtered potash water in containers. This stuff can be used to tan leather, it is very useful!"

"You...did a great job."

After thinking for a long time, Chu Guang couldn't figure out what to reward these players, and he only wanted to come up with this word of praise.

But when Fang Chang heard these words, he became excited.

Up!

Favorability!

It’s definitely gone up!

Not missing this opportunity, Fang Chang read out the lines he had been thinking about all night with a serious face.

"For the continuation of civilization!"

"It's an honor for me to share your worries!"

"..."

Chu Guang suddenly didn't know how to face him.

Compared with myself, these players are too noble.

"Well said...for the continuation of civilization and for the future of all of us."

After coughing, Chu Guang maintained a majestic expression, looked at the excited players and continued, "I'll go!"

Fang Chang's back was straight and he was full of energy.

"As you command, Master Manager!"

"You should also pay attention to the balance between work and rest, and don't be too tired." Chu Guang asked.

It's not because of conscience or anything, but because I'm worried that these players are using too much force and overdrawing their enthusiasm prematurely.

However, the player didn't seem to appreciate his good intentions and expressed his loyalty with his head held high.

“It is our mission to serve you, and this is also my declaration under the banner of the People’s Federation!”

Chu Guang almost couldn't hold back when he heard this.

The declaration is okay...

Have you ever seen what the People’s League flag looks like?

"...Okay, I'm very energetic, let's go."

Watching the players trot away, Chu Guang sighed silently in his heart.

In short, my worries are unnecessary.