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Just as the topic of discussion on the official website forum changed from "Alpha 0.61 version" to "How many silver coins did the cows and horses earn", a sneaky figure took advantage of the dusk to cross the snow-covered street. , Arrived near the abandoned tire factory.

Looking at the Zhaimen not far away, Wang Biao swallowed with the envelope in his arms, and an ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart.

"...Why is this door open?"

Not to mention the door is open.

The black appearance seemed to have been burned by fire.

There are no guards on the fence.

What made Wang Biao feel most incredible was that he had walked here, and he hadn't encountered a patrol.

Swallowed again.

Wang Biao patted the snow off his collar, trembling with his hands, pulled out a letter from his arms and held it high above his head. As if surrendering, he walked out from the shadow of the roots of the wall and walked in the direction of the Zhaimen.

"I, I'm from Beit Street! Deliver a letter for our mayor!"

To be honest, Wang Biao was very reluctant to take this job.

After all, here are the guys who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

If it weren't for Old Charlie's repeated emphasis, those predators would not embarrass him after seeing this letter, and promised him a reward of 5 chips, he said nothing would take this dangerous job.

This is simply changing your life for money!

Every step forward, Wang Biao felt his heart beat for a while.

When he finally reached the door, he just wanted to move his head over, and when he reached into the half-covered door to take a look, two tentacles suddenly shook out from the crack in the door, almost hitting his nose.

"NS!"

Mutated cockroach!

Looking at the cockroach about the size of a wolf dog and poking its head from a crack in the door, Wang Biao, who was already nervous, was so scared that his soul was about to fly.

The letter was thrown aside, and he almost reflexively pulled out the stick tied to his waist, and smashed it over.

The mutant cockroaches on the wasteland are not terrible. As long as they don't enter the cockroach's nest and are surrounded by a large group, even the weakest survivor can easily kill a few.

Two stick headshots!

The juice splattered!

Looking at the cockroach falling on the ground and turning his belly, Wang Biao knelt down nervously, picking up the letter that fell to the ground in a panic, for fear of being wet by the snow.

Then he yelled at the door.

"Yes, anyone?"

no respond.

The Adam's apple moved, Wang Biao Qiang endured the anxiety and fear in his heart, and cautiously passed through the burnt gate.

Sure enough, there was no one in the stockade.

The predators who should have been stationed here seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

Only the remains of the broken limbs inserted on the wooden stakes and the blood stains smeared on the walls, indicating the traces of their existence.

"Damn..."

These predators will not be eaten by cockroaches, right? !

Part of Wang Biao's heart was shock, but more of it was joy.

None of the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City did not hate the predators who feared the bloodhand clan.

Don't dare to stay here for another second.

After confirming that there was no one inside, Wang Biao ran away.

After running all the way with the wind and snow on his back, he finally hurried back to Bethe Street a few kilometers away before it was completely dark, panting and standing in front of Old Charlie with his hands on his knees.

Looking at the letter Wang Biao had in his fist, Old Charlie frowned.

Before he could ask, Wang Biao, who was out of breath, took a deep breath and said excitedly.

"Bloodhand! Those predators at the tire factory! No more!"

"What did you say?!"

Charlie was taken aback and glanced around subconsciously. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately pulled the stupid and stupid man into the room.

Closing the door curtain, Charlie stared at him and asked, "You make it clear, what does it mean to be gone?"

"The stockade! The whole stockade is empty! There is no one!" Wang Biao said with surprise and joy on his face, gasping for breath, "I went in and took a look. There was no one at all...the predators just disappeared. It’s the same!"

After listening to Wang Biao's narration, the expression on Charlie's face was somewhat intriguing.

People don't die by themselves.

The Bloodhand clan also moved suddenly without reason.

But this way, it also makes sense.

Charlie pondered for a moment.

Counting out 5 dirty chips from the drawer, he squeezed it upside down in his hand, suddenly as if making some kind of decision, gently placed the chips on the table.

"My lord mayor’s letter is here, as if you have already delivered it. These chips are the rewards the lord has promised to give you. Take it."

"Thank you old housekeeper!"

Putting down the letter in his hand, Wang Biao didn't think much about it, and grabbed the chips on the table with joy.

5 chips!

A lot of good things can be exchanged!

Charlie glanced at him, silently folded the letter on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, and said in an unhurried tone.

"Don't say anything about the Bloodhand Clan, you know what I mean."

Hearing these words, Wang Biao was stunned for a moment and asked cautiously.

"...Well, old housekeeper, I'm a bit stupid, can you make it clear?"

He didn't understand why the old butler's expression was so serious.

The predators are gone...

Isn't it a happy event?

He can't wait to take this good news home and share it with his family.

But having said that, why did Lord Mayor write to the predators?

He hadn't thought about this issue before, and now he became a little curious about what was written in that letter.

Charlie sighed and explained patiently when looking at the foolish big man.

"I want you to be stricter with your mouth."

"You have already received payment for sending the letter. If you let the mayor know that the bloodhand clan members are gone, and this letter has not been delivered, you know what the consequences will be."

Does this kind of thing still need to be emphasized?

He also took it.

This time I finally understood, Wang Biao's heart trembled when he came back to his senses, but he nodded only innocently.

"Yes! You are talking about the blood hand clan, I promise not to say a word! But, but...what if the mayor finds out by himself?"

When he first got the bargaining chip, he was still very excited. Now that I think about it carefully, the bargaining chip is a bit hot.

As the old butler said.

He did not deliver the letter at all.

If the Lord Mayor knew that he had fooled him, he would definitely peel off his skin and fall at the door to feed the mice.

"Anything can happen in winter," Old Charlie said casually. "You just do what I say and nothing will happen."

Although there was confusion in his heart, Wang Biao nodded stiffly.

"Okay... I will listen to you!"

Not out of trust in the old housekeeper, but not wanting to return the chips in his hand.

But in this way, the happy event that the Bloodhand clan has disappeared can only be held in his stomach temporarily.

"Just remember, there's nothing for you here, let's go down." Old Charlie waved his hand, indicating that he can go.

Wang Biao walked to the door with his chips. Just about to open the curtain to go out, he suddenly remembered something and hesitated to stop.

Old Charlie glanced at him.

"What else do you have?"

Wang Biao smiled and whispered.

"Um, about that kid from the Yu family..."

"roll."

After being scolded inexplicably, although Wang Biao was confused, he did not dare to talk back, and did not dare to let a fart slip away.

Old Charlie sat on the chair cursingly, and rubbed his eyebrows.

To be honest, he is old. Looking at the world like this, he has nothing to pursue in his life, let alone what "prosperity and wealth" he pursued in the past. He just wants to live the rest of his life safely and steadily in this world after the collapse of the utopia.

But now this situation can no longer help him.

Pulling out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer, Old Charlie conceived it for a while, picked up the pen, and wrote on it.

"I hope my judgment is correct."

Although he hasn't been right a few times in his life...

…

Late at night.

As the last batch of materials arrived at the warehouse of the outpost, Chu Guang finally rushed to count the windfall that the cattle and horse team had unearthed for him before ten o'clock in the evening.

First of all, in terms of metal materials, the most stocked in that shelter is the steel ingots marked with various models, which add up to 2,200 kilograms.

The surface of these steel ingots is coated with a gel-like anti-oxidation coating, which physically isolates the intrusion of oxygen and moisture, so even after two centuries, they are still well preserved.

In addition, there are 1,000 kg of aluminum ingots, 1,000 kg of lead ingots, 1,000 kg of copper ingots, 500 kg of chromium, tungsten ingots, etc., as well as 5 kg of gold and 10 kg of silver.

These amounts are almost twice the amount of metal consumables bought from merchants in Honghe Town!

And it's not just metal consumables, some non-metal materials are even more surprising to Chu Guang.

This includes 200 kilograms of glass fiber, 200 kilograms of graphite, 200 kilograms of oxidation-resistant synthetic rubber, 20 bottles of one-liter hydraulic oil, 30 bottles of 300ml lubricants, 50 bottles of special-component adhesives, and a small amount of other consumables.

Of course, what surprised Chu Guang most was the tool table.

If Xia Yan's own DIY tool bench can barely be regarded as a black iron level, then this tool bench is at least platinum level.

Even barely able to get to the diamond!

Among other things, the tools and various components that have not been oxidized or deformed for these two hundred years, as well as the brand-new guide rails and replaceable modules that have just left the factory, are enough to prove how awesome this thing is.

No trace of rust can be found on the entire workbench.

At least it looks like this on the outside.

"...The motor can't start. It's probably a circuit problem, maybe some part of it is aging. But the problem is not big, it should work after a repair."

Inside the weapon shop.

After studying around this brand-new workbench for a long time, Xia Yan reached out and closed the electrical box on the side of the workbench, looked at Chu Guang who was standing aside, and asked curiously.

"Where did you get this good thing?"

There was a bright and sunny smile on Chu Guang's face.

"It doesn't matter where I got it. The important thing is that I have a group of hardworking and brave little players. With them, I can always get something good."

With this slightly ostentatious tone, Xia Yan couldn't help but lower his head and continued to ponder the device in front of him.

This is not because of how hard she is.

It was purely a small gesture that I didn't want to roll my eyes and was seen by my dear boss.

"If this workbench can be repaired, the bullet production speed is estimated to be much faster. Moreover, this workbench has quite a full range of functions. In addition to cutting tools, it has stamping modules and drill bits...what kind of material is this drill bit? It feels harder than diamond? Well, with this thing, it is not a big problem to process a few seamless steel pipes."

Hearing the word seamless steel pipe, Chu Guang moved in his heart and asked immediately.

"In other words, can you make a gun?"

He couldn't understand something too professional, but he heard players say that the main reason why No. 81 Steel Plant could not make a gun was that it couldn't handle seamless steel pipes.

If you can get this thing out, at least half of the problem will be solved.

Upon hearing Chu Guang's question, Xia Yan answered naturally.

"Although it's not as simple as you think, it's not too difficult if you have tools. Let's put it this way, as long as the steel ingot is molded into a steel rod at high temperature, you can get a barrel blank, and then drill, rifle, and The barrel is almost done."

"The more difficult part is the drilling and rifling at the back. As for the first half... if there are ready-made materials available, the difficulty of making a barrel blank is not very difficult. I think your steel plant should be able to handle it."

Chu Guang glanced at Xia Yan unexpectedly.

It seems that this guy is still a little capable.

It's just that the simple ones are lazy.

"I will find someone to find a solution for the barrel blank. Where are the receiver parts? Can you make it."

"That's simple. Once I have repaired the workbench and show it to you, it will only take two days...If it goes well," Xia Yan couldn't help but yawned, looking at Chu Guang and suggested." Look at this black lamp... it can’t be repaired. Can I go back first? I have to get up early tomorrow."

"You go back first."

"How about you? Don't you go back?"

Chu Guang glanced at the time on the VM and replied casually.

"I still have something to do. I should be able to finish it before 12 o'clock in the morning."

"Twelve o'clock? All right, then I won't wait for you."

Turning off the lantern on the table, Xia Yan closed the door of the weapon shop, with a cane in her elbow, and walked towards the nursing home.

Chu Guang did not stay here, but returned to the warehouse, looking at old Luca and the two warehouse stewards, sorting the materials into the warehouse.

This batch of supplies was enough for the outpost to digest for a while.

Even if his life professional players can spoil them and let them spoil the spring of the coming year, the problem shouldn't be too big!

The materials that should be counted were also counted, and this huge windfall made Chu Guang completely refreshed, and then it was time to refresh his little players.

"The benefits of the copy...I think about it."

In terms of value alone, these resources are worth at least 2,000 silver coins or more. However, from the perspective of game balance, more than 1,000 silver coins will affect the balance. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It only took 4 days for the cattle and horse squad to discover the entire copy. If the total income is 1,000 silver coins, it means that each of them has an average daily income of 62.5 silver coins per day.

Emmm...

Well, it's not very outrageous.

Equipment wastage, consumed ammunition and supplies... these are all costly, and there seems to be a passerby in their team halfway through.

So it's actually five people?

After five minutes of entanglement between the two issues of actual value and balance, Chu Guang finally came up with a reasonable number-1,500 silver coins!

As for how they divide the money internally.

Chu Guang really didn't bother to worry about it.

Let them go.

These figures are enough for them to be happy for a while.