This Game is Too Real

Chapter 122: Mission: liberate Beit Street

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Sanatorium on the 3rd floor.

Looking at the cattle and horse squad who had put on long weapons and hunter equipment and set off again, Chu Guang showed a satisfied smile on his face.

good.

These little players are getting better and better.

Thanks to them being so sensible and saving a lot of effort, Chu Guang can spend the time for micro-operations to plan what should be done.

For example, play two more games.

"...By the way, players of Alpha 0.6 version should be online tomorrow."

Many of the raw materials in the outpost are almost exploding, and it is urgent for life professional players to increase their efforts to catch up with the footsteps of combat professional players.

Especially the cocoons of the devil moth, there are several hills next to the warehouse. When the cattle and horse team knocked down the first floor of the greenhouse ruins, I was afraid that they would have to pile up another one next to it.

The guaranteed income of 200 silver coins seems to be a little bit higher.

But it didn't matter. For Chu Guang, something like silver coins was just a number. After he had an electronic account, he wanted to send as many as he wanted.

The key is to enrich the store shelves, so that players can buy more things, only in this way, the money sent will have meaning.

Otherwise, what if you send a copy of one billion to your account?

Give you a billion dollars today, and two billion dollars tomorrow. From now on, everyone will be happy to buy potatoes with a dozen zero dollars?

Presumably at that time, the little puffer fish who don't think the task is given will miss it again, and a good time for a croissant is only a few copper coins.

Fortunately, even if such people are not sober, their planning is sober, and this kind of thing will not happen.

In order to increase the production capacity of the outpost, most of the 50 players recruited in this version update are randomly selected from the user pool labeled "Life Profession".

As for how this label is applied, it is naturally based on the questionnaires filled out by these users when booking games.

For example, when answering the question "Which stand-alone game do you like to play?", their answers frequently appeared in "Stardew Valley", "European Truck Simulator", and "Round World". ", "Famine", "The Sims" and other leisure and elderly care games.

This means that after they enter "Wasteland OL", they will be more inclined to choose the way of life and occupation.

Such as production, transportation, farming, building houses and so on.

I believe that these small players who are willing to create should be able to use those raw materials to make something valuable.

Um.

By the way, the users of version 0.4 are completely different styles, because Chu Guang stole it from the user pool of the p club game.

These people are not only proficient in the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipes, but also have in-depth research on the formula of gunpowder. In "City Skyline", the natural disaster DLC is used to accurately clean the elderly population, and in "The Stars", they use alien meat to make cans.

It can be said that war criminals per capita.

"250 players are still not enough, there are 250 units left in the training cabin."

"It would be great if I could get more food."

After the stronghold of the Bloodhand clan was defeated, the food reserve in the outpost was theoretically enough for 300 people to last until the end of winter.

However, there is a problem here is that the actual consumption rate of food is often much faster than expected.

If it weren't for the expensive condiments and limited cooking conditions, Chu Guang would bet that this group of players could eat five meals a day and burp every meal.

In addition to the nomads who have taken refuge in, and the survivors working in the brick factory, Chu Guang is not too afraid to make the plan too dead.

The 250 players are already a bit tight, and the food reserves are better to be safer at more than twice the actual consumption.

"Speaking of...Should I go to Brown Farm to get some good points?"

Looking at the warehouses of the predators, Brown Farm paid them protection fees.

How can I say that for the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, we have solved such a big problem once and for all. It can't be justified not to give a thank you gift?

It's not good to reach out directly. After all, it is not suitable for civilized people to do bandit work, so they have to find a way to let them take the initiative.

Chu Guang touched his chin and began to think about it.

But at this moment, Xiao Qi, who was crouching aside playing with the drone, suddenly raised the camera.

"Master, some guests are here."

...

Outside the south gate.

With the wind and snow all the way, Yu Hu hurried over towards the outpost.

When he arrived at the south gate, he happened to see Chu Guang who was standing at the gate, his eyes lit up, he waved his fist clenching the envelope, and shouted from a long distance away.

"Brother Chu!"

Looking at Yu Hu, who was trotting over with an anxious expression on his face, Chu Guang asked.

"What's wrong with you? So anxious."

Did something happen at home?

Yu Hu put his hands on his knees and said breathlessly.

"Charlie... is the old butler of the grocery store, he asked me to bring you a letter!"

To be honest, when Charlie handed the letter to him and ordered it to be sent here, Yu Hu was so scared that his heart would stop.

After all, Beit Street has rules, not to trade privately with foreign caravans. If found, he will be punished heavily!

Therefore, Yu Hu has been very careful all the time, avoiding old Charlie, but he was still discovered unexpectedly!

Brother Chu is not considered an outsider and said otherwise. What made Yu Hu wonder is that Old Charlie neither blamed himself nor reported himself to the mayor or guard, but handed the envelope sealed with blood and handprints to him. On hand.

Yu Hu was illiterate and didn't know what was written on the envelope, but looking at the **** handprint, he always had an ominous premonition.

So, he dared not stay for a moment, and immediately rushed over from the side of Beit Street with the letter, and delivered the letter here.

"Tell me in the house."

Take Yu Hu to the reception room on the first floor of the nursing home.

Chu Guang lighted the brazier smoothly, sat down on the chair next to him, opened the envelope with blood handprints and glanced at it.

There are two letters in it.

One of them is the old mayor...oh no, it should be said that it was written by the old leech.

The content is probably to tell the predators of the Bloodhand clan that there is a group of survivors in Linghu Wetland Park. Skip those grand-sounding reasons, and respectful wording, full of white and black words, can be summed up into four words-borrowing a knife to kill.

And the other one is old Charlie's handwriting.

And the ink marks should have been written not long ago.

Dear Administrator, my name is Charlie, and I am a survivor living on Beit Street.

I believe you have read the other letter in the envelope, and at this moment you must be furious with the content of the letter.

No offense, I understand how you feel. In fact, I am just like you. When I heard that our respected Lord Mayor colluded with predators and tried to persuade them to attack our neighbors, I could hardly believe my ears and eyes.

I persuaded him and told him that this was not a good choice, but he said lightly, he still insisted on going his own way and wanted to send this letter to the predator.

This kind of behavior has broken through the bottom line of morality. No matter what kind of contradiction, I don't think it can, at least should not, let a group of villains who cannibalize people without spitting out bones to arbitrate.

We have had enough of unreasonable oppression, the people of Beit Street long for civilization! As long as you are willing, we are willing to make every effort to cooperate with your actions and drive that vampire away from his castle! Every orion on Beit Street will thank you for your kindness!

Good guys.

This is handing myself a knife.

A pinch of sparks floated from the charcoal in the brazier.

Chu Guang slightly lowered the two letters in his hands, looked at Yu Hu sitting on the opposite chair, and said for a moment.

"Do you know what the old butler wrote in this letter?"

Yu Hu was stunned and shook his head.

"The old butler didn't tell me... He only said that it is very important things that concern your safety."

It's okay for our safety.

Chu Guang smiled.

Old Leech didn't know that the Bloodhand Clan was gone, or he wouldn't come up with such a stupid idea to send a letter to the dead.

In fact, this is easy to understand. Beit Street is already far away from the abandoned tire factory. Those scavengers will not go along the elevated out of the city and explore north as a last resort. After all, they all know that it is not safe. Who will approach the predators? Where is our lair?

Now there is only one suspense—the letter written by Old Charlie tells a few truths.

There are two possibilities.

One possibility is that Old Charlie first sent someone to deliver the letter, and only after finding that the stronghold of the Bloodhand clan had been taken away, did the old mayor's letter be sent to him.

Another possibility is that, as old Charlie wrote in the letter, because the mayor’s actions broke his bottom line, he decided to stand on the side of justice and rebel with the survivors of Bette Street. The tyranny of Lord Mayor.

In fact, it doesn't matter which version of the story you believe in. Reasons are never important, and you can even make up another one after everything is over.

Chu Guang's heart moved slightly.

He suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

Not only can it justifiably bring Bette Street into one's sphere of influence, but it can also make the people of Brown Farm take the initiative to present themselves with tribute.

"...Your mayor is really not a thing."

Seeing Chu Guang's suddenly serious face, Yu Hu, who was sitting opposite, was slightly taken aback, his expression also became nervous.

"Town, mayor? Isn't this letter written by Old Charlie?"

"There are two letters in it. One was written by Old Charlie, and the other...the one that was originally stuffed in it was handwritten by your mayor to the Bloodhand Clan."

"To the Bloodhand Clan?!"

The boss of Yu Hu's eyes was staring, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while.

He remembered that Big Brother Chu had said before that those predators would not bother them anymore. And he also saw Zhao Shu who was taken away by the predators here, and he heard that Yang Ergou was also alive.

Why did the mayor write to the dead?

Wait, the mayor still has correspondence with those predators? !

The news is getting more and more explosive.

Looking at Yu Hu who was in chaos, Chu Guang calmly continued.

"Yes. And judging from the content of the letter, your mayor also intends to encourage the predators of the Bloodhand clan to come and rob us."

"Encourage the predators to rob you?! How dare he—"

Chu Guang nodded.

"In fact, after we broke the stronghold of the Bloodhand clan, we did find something interesting in their stronghold. There are indications that your mayor seems to have reached some kind of secret covenant with them. He is not simply Blackmailed by the looters, but actively cooperating with the looters to harvest your property...Do you understand what I mean?"

After listening to what Chu Guang said, Yu Hu's face was incredibly shocked.

For this reason, no matter how bad his brain is, he can understand it.

It just made him wonder, why did Lord Mayor do this?

"I want to go back and tell the people in town!"

Suddenly stood up from the chair, Yu Hu's face was full of anger, and his fists were squeezed.

"That bastard, he deceived all of us!"

"Don't be impulsive," Chu Guang stood up with him, "I'm glad you are on my side, but you are Xiaoyu's brother, and I can't watch you die in vain."

"...Death?"

"Do you think that if you just go back and shout, the other survivors of Bette Street will immediately believe what you say?"

Yu Hu blushed and said stiffly.

"I... I can convince them!"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"Language persuasion is meaningless. Your mayor will persuade them with a gun~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Yu Hu is anxious to argue, but he can't speak in an orderly manner, and only hates his stupid mouth.

Chu Guang wasn't surprised at his reaction.

After all, if he were a thoughtful person, he wouldn't be sent by Old Charlie to deliver this letter.

"Do I just look at him like this and keep everyone in the dark!"

"of course not."

Chu Guang put his hand on Yu Hu's shoulder and gave him a firm look.

"This is not your business alone. The stupidity and shamelessness of that old leech has exceeded the bottom line that we can tolerate."

"I will go with you!"

At the same time, all the players carrying VMs near the outpost received a task pop-up window—

[Task: Liberation of Beit Street]

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