This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-08-15

  Chapter 53 is supposed to be a benefit for the players.

"Huh? 30 bonus points. Already?"

The players have been a little hardworking lately.

Chu Guang, who turned off his computer, was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he turned on the manager allowance and found out that his reward points were enough for 30 points, so he allocated 20 points to On the intermediate blind box, the remaining 10 points were skimmed to the primary level blind box.

However, the rewards offered are not ideal.

At least not what he wanted.

"A box of oral antibiotic capsules, about 12 capsules. A box of hemostatic bandages, containing two packs, can be used twice...Unfortunately, no muscle strengthening needles have been prescribed."

"Even a treatment needle is not bad."

Picking up the supplies from the conveyor belt, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.

It's not that it's totally useless.

Just mean it.

And ten primary level blind boxes, in addition to a bunch of colorful lollipops, useful are a 500ml bottle of soy sauce and a bag of 500g salt.

But this bag of salt is Interesting.

"...A single intake of more than 10g can increase immunity by 1~5% and metabolism by 1~5%, good guy, is this a legend?"

What happens if you take in a whole bag?   Chu Guang had just the idea of ​​stacking buffs in his mind, and soon realized how stupid this idea was.

Take a whole bag of salt.

I'm afraid it's all pickled.

"Anyway, I will put it on the shelf tomorrow."

500g can be disassembled into 5X100g independent small packages, one pack sells 3~5 Silver Coin, isn't it too much?

It's not too much to tell your conscience! At any rate, it is refined salt that does not contain sulfur, sulfate ions, and organic impurities, the white flower, and there is a buff addition.

It is a welfare for the players.

The soy sauce is not easy to divide, and the 100ml sealed container is not easy to find. Just hang a 20Silver Coin and put it on the shelf.

Anyway, it is not a chef who plans to open a restaurant, and it is estimated that no player will buy this thing.

"Let's go to sleep... Xiao Qi, wake me up at six tomorrow morning."

Xiao Qi, who was squatting in the corner and hanging up his phone, turned on the signal light.

"Okay, Master."

Chu Guang fell asleep soon.

However, Xia Yan, who was squatting in the corner of the next room, couldn't sleep at all.

It wasn't because of someone's snoring that the soundproofing effect of this room was quite good, and almost nothing was heard when the door was closed.

What really makes her toss and turn is that tomorrow will be her first day on duty.

Is the job of this "weapon shop Lady Boss" really serious?   The past few days Chu Guang gave her "good food and drink" every day, and she always felt unreliable in her heart.

After all, generally speaking, the treatment of captives is usually nutritional cream with no nutrition, or simply mixed with wood chips and bark, or it may be something else.

Let alone meat and porridge, all foods that can be normal are thankful.

However, after these two days, she felt that she was about to grow flesh...

After thinking about it for a long time, she was easily sleepy, and she fell asleep unconsciously with the script of Xia Yan. . And when she was awakened from the daze, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

"Get up."

Looking at the man standing at the door, Xia Yan rubbed her eyes, leaning on the wall and was about to stand up from the ground, and found that there were two in front of her. Walking stick.

"Is this... for me?"

Chu Guang was happy.

"Who else needs this besides you here."

If you have the conditions in the future, let's give her a bionic prosthesis. It looks a bit miserable.

"..."

This guy!   Why speak so annoying!

Xia Yan gritted her teeth, and stood up from the ground with a cane in the creek nest with her arms one on each side.

Standing aside watching her complete the whole set of actions alone, Chu Guang approvingly nodded, very satisfied with her strong performance.

"Yes, it looks like it suits you."

Xia Yan said stiffly with a cold face.

"Whatever you say...I'm your captive anyway, even if you want me—"

"Okay, stop talking," I don't want to know this guy Chu Guang interrupted her without the slightest hesitation, coughed and continued, "I will arrange work for you in a while. Now, you will go outside with me first."

The last time I breathed the outside air was three days ago.

Follow the Chu Guang station to the elevator and go directly to the surface.

Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the nursing home, Xia Yan subconsciously raised her left arm with a cane, her slender eyelashes narrowed, and she felt that the light was a bit dazzling.

"You built the outer wall?"

Chu Guang said casually.

"Evaluate it."

Xia Yan twitched his lips.

"So so, it can be used against a few rural robbers. But if you change to a mutant, you can turn it over with a foot pad, let alone encounter a wave. It’s a similar situation."

Hearing words that he had never heard before, Chu Guang glanced at her more.

"Langchao?"

Xia Yan said in a casual tone.

"There are often things that happen along the Third Ring Road, and you probably won’t feel it here. Crowds of gnaws began to migrate from the second ring road to the third ring road, and there are many crawling spots in them. ——A mutant even stronger than a creeper...Even if I say that, you can’t imagine it."

Because of the huge volume of Boulder City, as long as there are alien species migrating northward from the city , You will definitely pass this fortress of survivors.

And the war between humans and alien species is naturally inevitable.

Although the mercenary squad where Xia Yan is located is only a fringe squad, she has also participated in several tasks to deal with the wave.

Acting with a large force, the risk factor is not so high, and the money for this kind of task is generally very good.

In order to resume trade and production as soon as possible, the great characters in the city often spend a lot of money to invite them to shoot, and they don’t hesitate to provide them with ammunition.

All they need to do is pull the trigger and hold the butt with their shoulders.

Many poor people living in slums walked on the road of no return mercenaries during the wave.

"Indeed," Chu Guang nodded, "I have only seen gnaws a few times... They seem to be photophobic?"

That was the one who just came to the wasteland Son.

It's really almost gone...

Xia Yan is nodded.

"Yes, it's not just photophobia, but heterogeneous species such as mutant hyenas, jackals, moles, and bats, flies, mice, etc. are not welcome to see them, and they will be prey when they are extremely hungry... So these guys are often crowded in the subway or in the sewer."

"Generally speaking, when you see one, you see a group. It is still very dangerous to run into a narrow place."

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After taking these clues down silently, Chu Guang decided to wait a while to update the term "langchao" in the database on the official website.

But now, it's not the time to do this.

"...From now on, this house will be your studio. In the future, if conditions permit, I will find someone to build a new one for you."

"In short, first It will be used."

Bringing Xia Yan to the door of the weapon store, Chu Guang hung the wooden token placed at the door on the hook beside the door frame for her.

"I engraved the price on the wooden token, and taught you the corresponding skills. If you have any questions, you can find Xiao Qi... But it is on the third floor and it is not easy for you to go up. My players are very friendly. If you don’t understand what they are saying, just stare at them blankly."

For the dead house who is not good at socializing, face to face. Staring blankly was already lethal enough.

"The player?"

Because Chu Guang said this word in Chinese, Xia Yan didn't understand what the word meant.

"It translates to the meaning of'refuge residents'," Chu Guang explained casually, "you don't need to remember their names or deeply understand the meaning of the word, just call them that way. "

I always feel that it is not polite to use the term "refuge residents" to call refuge residents...

But Chu Guang has said so, and Xia Yan has no other opinion.

Her identity is just a slave, and having a decent job is the greatest kindness to her.

"Remember, you need to keep an account for every item sold. I will check the account book and inventory every day. However, the cheapest iron-barreled rifle also costs hundreds of Silver Coins. Can’t afford it, your job It shouldn’t be too busy. In your spare time, help me fix that assault rifle, and help me make some bullets and weapons within your ability."

Xia Yan glanced at the empty room. Except for a table and a chair, there was only a wooden board with nails left in it.

There are some inferior iron-pipe weapons hung on the nails. It seems that she is afraid that she will forget the price. A wooden tag with the price is hung underneath.

With a dull gaze, Xia Yan looked towards Chu Guang and couldn't help asking.

"Are you going to let me use my fingernail to pick a gun for you?"

Chu Guang: "Can it be done?"

Xia Yan: "You can do a ghost! Even if you don't have an electric lathe, you still have to have a workbench that can be operated manually?!"

There are often mercenaries because of the use of DIY weapons. , The bullets and accessories you need cannot be found on the store shelves. At this time, they usually go to some small and medium-sized studios that order machine parts or precision instruments, rent a workbench there, and process what they need.

Because of poverty, Xia Yan has made weapons and bullets by himself. Although he can’t afford high-end intelligent automatic processing machine tools that are “input and shape”, he can use some affordable electric motor beds to make these things. It's not difficult, it doesn't take much time.

But the situation before her is beyond her imagination.

Let alone the electric bed, there is no electricity and no bed here. Not to mention various types of tools, not even the most basic turning tools, boring tools, and milling tools.

This can be a ghost weapon!   Chu Guang didn't care about her complaint, lightly continued.

"So, just say if you need it, don't let me guess."

"Now I ask you to make a list and write down what you need, it's best to be simple Draw what they look like. If I can find them, I will ask the players to help you find them. If I can’t find them, I will find a way to buy... By the way, remember to write down their prices. I don’t want to spend the money. "

Xia Yan: "Turning tools, boring tools, milling tools, as well as pliers and hammers, these are the most basic. Apart from this I also need a card slot with threads and scales... …Forget it, let me draw it down."

"A picture is the best. You can draw as much detail as possible. Maybe my players can make it."

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Chu Guang took out paper, pen and a wooden ruler, and handed them to Xia Yan.

After the latter took it, frowning, with the help of memory, he began to write and draw on the paper.

Chu Guang did not urge her.

It is not easy to draw these things for others to understand, especially for an unprofessional mercenary.

But doesn't everything start from the first time? After    Xia Yan finished painting, Chu Guang took the blueprint to fill in two lines, then went to the warehouse and found the player on duty sitting at the wooden table.

Passing the paper in his hand to him, Chu Guang said concisely.

"I need these things on paper."

"If someone comes here to sell things, you can tell them for me and let them pay attention when picking up waste."

"When you are okay, just copy this blueprint and draw a few more for me, post it at the door, and send one to the steelmaking blast furnace by the way."

The warehouse manager's job is also the publisher of collection and production tasks. After all, it is too troublesome to send tasks one by one.

The player took a look at the paper and his eyes became round.

[Task: Forge or collect a turning tool (with photos)]

[Reward: 10Silver Coin, 100 contributions]

10Silver Coin!

Damn me!

equivalent to wages for burning one day of cement!

If this can be picked up, wouldn’t it be a fortune? !

There seems to be more than one task, and there are boring cutters, milling cutters and so on in the same style.

Regardless of how greedy the players sitting in the warehouse clerk's position, Chu Guang turned around and left after giving the job.

Although the task says forging or collecting, he honestly doesn't have much hope for players to pick up such a good thing from the wasteland.

Not to mention that it is now the 211th year of the Wasteland Era. The pre-war society before the outbreak of the nuclear war did not necessarily use this "primordial" processing tool. Maybe people have already popularized and more advanced. Means of production.

For example, 3D printing.

Although the technology of Earth in the 21st century is still immature, who is good about the future? What   Chu Guang really expects is that his lovely players can solve this problem with limited tools and materials.

For example, the big brothers who often exchange metallurgical technology on the forum are all on the list of the third batch of test players, and the fourth batch has added a few more.

In addition to the people who talk about war on paper, he believes that among these players, there are always one or two people who can really solve the problem.

(End of this chapter)