This Game is Too Real

North Gate of Beit Street.

Watching the guns and ammunition being transported out of the caravan, and watching the prisoner's old Walt shook his tongue, there was a mixture of flavours in his heart.

"If that guy fired the gun earlier, he might not lose."

The survivors of Bette Street never touched a gun, because their respected Lord Mayor did not intend to make them affordable at all.

As for the reason, he can think clearly.

Compared to the predators who can be comforted with money, the hungry scavengers under his feet are what he really fears.

Old Charlie, who had just returned from comforting the survivors, happened to hear these words, smiled faintly, and replied casually.

"The result is the same."

"why?"

"Do you have faith?"

Old Water was taken aback.

"Belief?"

Charlie glanced at the blue jackets who were vigorous and holding on to their posts, and said meaningfully.

"they have."

What made this world a wasteland was never because of a terrible weapon, but because of the despair of witnessing the collapse of heaven.

Before being sold here, he had seen a rich man who used a bionic robot to plow the fields, a war madman who installed a nuclear fusion engine on an airship, and he had also seen an eight-article modified prosthetic body installed and changed himself into an octopus. Lunatic.

Many of the compatriots who came out of a refuge with him were obviously very good people before the door was opened, and went crazy shortly after they came out.

Many people also choose to commit suicide because they cannot accept the cruel reality.

And these blue coats seem to be the other extreme.

how to say…

They seem to be a little optimistic and not normal?

Old Charlie couldn't figure out how to describe their state.

But one thing for sure is that if even the despair of the collapse of heaven can't destroy them, then they must be supported by some kind of strong belief in their hearts.

Without paying attention to what Old Charlie was thinking, the two little players standing guard at the door were passing the time with nonsense.

"I have the following six points about the situation in Af Khan..."

"You are right, but the permanent population of the Vatican is 800, and Australia alone has 47 million kangaroos. If kangaroos decide to invade the Vatican, then every Vatican will fight 58,750 kangaroos."

"By the way, that old man seems to be watching us?"

"Is there a task to do for us?"

"Unlike, there is no exclamation mark on the map, and he is not wearing a VM."

"Forget it, or leave the old guy alone... By the way, where did I just say it?"

…

The generator that powers the castle is located on the first floor. It is the same type that Chu Guang bought from Liszt before. It is a combination of wood vaporizer and gas generator.

However, the power of this firewood generator is much larger than the one that Chuguang bought before. With four feed ports connected to four huge cylinders, the maximum output power can reach 150KW!

It is a waste to put the generator in this castle.

Chu Guang planned to take it back.

At present, the power of the "grid" of the outpost is only 10KW, and it is already very tight to supply power to an active material extractor.

150KW, can do a lot of things!

However, before moving it back, Chu Guang had to use it.

The players skillfully stuffed the wood into the feed inlet, pulled up the switch, and as the generator restarted work, the lighting in the castle also resumed.

Chu Guang, carrying a sledgehammer, stepped into the castle and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

According to reports from players, this is the study of the old mayor.

Chu Guang told them not to dig through the things here, and talk about everything when he came.

These players obediently followed suit, except that in places other than the study room, they weren't chewed down by the wall.

The elevator stopped steadily.

Looking at the fireplace directly opposite, and the neatly stacked triangular piles of firewood in the fireplace, Chu Guang couldn't help but smash his tongue.

"It's so corrupt."

Even the corridors have heating!

Does this old leech usually wear no clothes at home?

The scene was a bit spicy, and Chu Guang decided it was better not to make up for it.

Passing through the carpeted corridor, Chu Guang went straight to the study room marked by a special mark on the VM map.

It is more like a collection room than a study room.

In addition to some pre-war novels, poetry collections, and cooking recipes, there are also some strange gadgets and ornaments on the bookshelf.

Chu Guang reached out and took out a small brass-colored pistol from the bookshelf, held it in his hand for a while, and then squeezed the trigger at the side wall, only to see a small flame bursting out of the muzzle.

"lighter?"

In addition to a lighter shaped like a pistol, there is also a beetle clock made of golden clockwork and gears, which looks very valuable.

Chu Guang even found a few gold bars in a rusty iron box.

It seems that in this area of ​​Qingquan City, gold is not a rare thing, at least not as valuable as those colorful chips.

Otherwise, it is not it that is thrown here.

"Tsk, this iron rooster."

"It's so terrible that I didn't have a single chip left for Lao Tzu!"

Appreciated his spoils for a while.

Chu Guang temporarily put these flashy things aside, and his eyes fell on the radio on the desk.

Stepping forward, he reached out and pressed the switch.

After a short pause, the melodious and soothing music and noisy current sounds quickly floated out of the old speaker.

Chu Guang was surprised.

"There is a signal?"

Is it from Boulder City?

Or other survivors’ colony...

Chu Guang was planning to tune in to see if there were other channels.

However, just when he touched the black **** with his hand, the melodious and relaxing music stopped abruptly, and he was replaced by a slick host.

"...The following is a piece of news. To the north of us, that is, the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, there was a battle of hundreds of people. A group of refugees suspected of coming from the north, armed with rifles made of water pipes, attacked the local survivor settlements. The most advanced weapon is a funny smoothbore gun?"

"Tsk tsk, it's cruel. We saw those refugees blasting the homes of the locals with black powder and smashing their heads with rifle butts. They hanged the man on the city gate, tied the woman with a rope, Old women from one to fifty years old were all dragged into the dark alleys... Tsk tsk tsk, these beasts are really barbaric."

Chu Guang: "...?"

Is this host taking drugs?

What a stupid thing.

The window of the study is facing the Fifth Ring Road in the north of Qingquan City.

Looking out the window, Chu Guang could only vaguely see rows of jagged and crooked ruins of tall buildings, as well as the wreckage of viaducts and bridges.

The urban area a little further away is either blocked or obscured by winter fog.

"...Can you actually see this from Boulder City?"

Or did they set up an observation station along the Fifth Ring Road or on a tall building? Observe secretly with a large telescope?

Chu Guang raised his eyebrows slightly.

interesting.

The sound on the radio continued to play.

After composing the barbaric deeds of the refugees in the north, the host on the radio then changed the conversation and planted an advertisement abruptly in the news.

"The continuous turbulence in the northern part of the River Valley is threatening the safety of the southern region. The Giant Stone Military Industry reminds you that guns are the foundation of life. For your safety, we solemnly recommend to you our latest products-salamander assault rifles, The dragon fruit grenade launcher and the crowbar brand bread from the cafeteria of Workshop 1."

"If they can't keep your neighbors calm, we also provide a series of military outsourcing services including persuasion and mediation."

"As long as you have enough chips in your pocket, the mercenaries of Boulder City will never let you down!"

…

[Task: Liberation of Beit Street (completed)]

[Explanation: The flag of Refuge No. 404 was floating on the castle on Beit Street. Our enemies squirmed with their heads and dropped their weapons and surrendered. Although the whereabouts of the old leech is unknown, it does not matter. The people of Beit Street will thank us, and they will embrace a better tomorrow. 】

[Reward: 50 silver coins, 100 points contribution, a lucky draw opportunity, a 330ml bottle of wine, and Xiaoyu’s thanks. 】

At noon.

Almost at the same time they received a reminder that the mission was completed, and the players standing in front of the castle showed surprised expressions on their faces.

"Huh?! Am I getting dazzled? What is the chance of a lottery?"

"Good guy, the closed beta hasn't started yet, so the lottery function has been made!"

"The next function of blind guessing is to draw cards!"

"Operator: Testing the cash-returning system is also a part of the packaging and testing. Don't play if you are upset. Manually be funny."

"I smoke! Hey, a brass pistol lighter exploded?!"

"Fuck, I'm here too... Gan! Why the **** did I smoke a croissant!"

"Hahahahaha, the Africans are really hammering!"

certainly.

Not everyone is busy with the lottery.

For example, a girl with short hair.

"Thanks, Xiaoyu! Ooo, how would Xiaoyu thank the tail! Will the tail hug it? Can I hold it up for a bite?"

Standing on the side, Sisi sighed and poked the arm of his tail with the **** of his rifle.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, too abnormal, but you will be kicked offline."

The lottery function was developed by Chu Guang asked Xiaoqi to use it last night, and I have not found a chance to use it, so I edited it and tried the water in the task reward.

So far, the feedback from players seems pretty good?

Although the prizes in the prize pool are all gadgets that do not affect the balance of the game, occasionally one or two European emperor’s excitement shouts can always push the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

What surprised Chu Guang was that from the players' reactions, the recognized SSSR was not an iron barrel rifle priced at 150 silver coins, but rather a "brass pistol" that was useless.

The appearance of brass color looks very "golden legend" feeling, and the cool shape is even more popular.

The only disadvantage is that you can't shoot, you can only light a cigarette, after all, this thing is a lighter.

However, this is not important!

Anyone who has played "Dropping All Over the World" knows that named weapons are not necessarily better than those popular orange outfits, but everyone will still keep them as collectibles and take them to the forum to install the big brother to cheat Mengxin.

"Wasteland OL" is the same.

"Legend" weapons do not provide any damage bonus to bullets. Whether it is a submachine gun or a bear shotgun, apart from a unique story, it is no better than those iron barrel rifles bought from Boulder. .

Of course, to say that the lighter of the old leech is completely useless and not enough, after all, the players in the outpost now mainly rely on matches to ignite.

This kind of lighter with piezoelectric ceramics is relatively "high-tech".

The mosquito brother who had smoked a croissant yelled angrily in the square.

"Bad review! Why not hold an auction this time! I want that old leech lighter!"

The players around looked at him with a smile.

Let you show up the placard!

This time I won’t follow the rules of Group G, so I’m dumbfounded.

The [Macabazi] who drew the lighter had a hippy smiley face and wanted to wear the VM around his neck to show off.

"Do you want 1,000 silver coins? Just this opportunity."

"Gan! A lighter sells for 1,000! Why are you stealing money!"

Who can get a four-digit number!

Brother Ba raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

He didn't plan to sell at all, of course the price was falsely quoted.

"1000 silver once, 1000 silver twice...Are there any cards? No? Very good, it's 1500 now."

Mosquito: "%￥#@!"

After the task is completed, the rewarded silver coins and contribution points will be credited to the account immediately.

As for the prizes drawn and the wine rewarded by the mission, they need to be collected in the NPC warehouse after returning to the outpost.

It's better to save the drink to the dinner to celebrate the victory.

If he were to send the wine to the players now, Chu Guang was really worried that these little fools would lose the connection on the spot and would have to arrange for someone to carry it back.

That is purely asking for trouble for myself.

In addition to the rewards that everyone can receive, there are some players who perform additional tasks will receive additional rewards, and this part of the rewards are mainly composed of silver and copper coins, which will not affect the balance and will not let you lose your claim. The players who arrive are guilty of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In fact, Chu Guang has recently been considering the development of an additional military merit system in addition to the contribution system and the production of some electronic medals and military ranks to further separate the growth paths of life professional players and combat professional players.

However, other problems will arise in this way.

Sure enough, when there are more people in the future, players need to go outside to expand their territory, and then consider enriching this part of the game.

The gate of the castle.

Chu Guang found Old Charlie and asked him to make simple statistics on the supplies on Beit Street.

For this work, old Charlie can be said to be familiar with the road. He quickly found the account book left in the warehouse and took Chu Guang to the granary to check it.

"A total of 8,000 kg of croissants, 12,000 kg of green wheat, 5,000 kg of cabbage, 800 kg of dried meat, 30 kg of coarse salt, and two sacks of pepper and pepper...all the materials are counted in this ledger in the granary on Beit Street. Above, every withdrawal of materials is recorded, please check it out."

With that, Old Charlie respectfully handed the crumpled ledger to Chu Guang's hands.

After Chu Guang took the ledger, he glanced roughly.

What surprised him was that in addition to the grain reserves, there were actually two packs of 500g of refined salt and 20 kilograms of white sugar in the warehouse.

It even has soy sauce and vinegar!

The food for this old leech is too good.

"What about stocks of supplies other than food and ordnance?"

Old Charlie replied respectfully.

"The storehouse is mainly used for trading fur, which can be found at the back of this ledger. But after Liszt’s caravan came last time, the bloodhand clan came here to blackmail it again, storeroom There is not much left in it."

"In addition, at the grocery store, there are 173 chips and a hyena cub fur. Although it is not on the ledger, I have already cleaned it for you. It is on the table at the door of the warehouse."

Chu Guang nodded.

173 chips are not a small number.

As for the furs used by the old leech to honor the **** hands, he is walking in his warehouse right now. Some of them seem to have been bought by Fujito to make clothes. Many players wear them.

Just when he was about to let Old Charlie take himself to the warehouse for a round, a small, gray-headed player walked over from the direction of the castle.

"Master Manager!"

Looking at the midnight killing chicken who came back alone, Chu Guang probably had guessed the result, but he still looked at him and asked.

"How is it going?"

Killed a chicken at midnight and said with a look of shame.

"...As we went down, there was an explosion in the passage, and then the sewage overflowed to the soles of our shoes. We continued to move forward, and soon encountered a few frightened rats and mutant cockroaches...After we got rid of them , We used shovel to try to clean up the rubble that was blown up, but the wooden beam of the passage was broken. We digged, and collapsed in front of us, so we had to withdraw."

Sewage?

It seems that the underground passage of this wine cellar should be connected to the sewer of Qingquan City. When the old leech spotted the explosives, it was estimated that the water pipe buried nearby was blown up.

After listening to the report of killing the chicken at midnight, Chu Guang didn't blame him, but just nodded.

"I see, you have done a good job, don't blame yourself."

Just forget it if you can't find it.

The survivors of Bette Street already knew about the crime of the old leech. Whether he died or not, the people here would never let him come back.

After speaking, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger to slide on the VM screen, and clicked "Confirm completion" for the little player's task.

Watching [Kill the Chicken at Midnight] leave with joy, Chu Guang then looked at Old Charlie, and threw the account book in his hand.

"I will take away all the materials in the warehouse. As for the food, I will take half of it. I will put the rest here temporarily for the residents of Beit Street to buy. You keep the ledger, and I will have someone check it regularly."

"In addition, the official currency of Beit Street has been changed to copper and silver coins. The old chips can still be used, but they are no longer actively placed on the market. In the future, if there is a villager's prey to exchange money, you will directly pay him silver and copper coins."

It may be difficult to implement a new currency at the beginning, but Chu Guang will use the lever of price to make his own choices imperceptibly.

The same commodity is cheaper to buy with silver coins, and survivors will naturally tend to use the new currency for transactions.

After hearing Chu Guang's instructions, Charlie immediately understood what he meant, and nodded and said.

"I understand what you mean."

Chu Guang nodded.

At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly remembered that there was another important thing that he didn't say. So, he watched Old Charlie clear his throat, raised the volume, and continued with solemn expression.

"The tyranny has been overthrown, and the survivors of Beit Street will usher in a new order."

"From now on, you are the new mayor."

"I will pay you a salary of 400 silver coins every month, and your first task is to draft a rule in black and white as a plan for the first law on Beit Street. Everything here will follow Do it as written in the law."

Charlie's expression was a little surprised.

Although he guessed that Chu Guang would let himself help him to help clean up the mess here, the salary and the law had actually exceeded his expectations.

Does this adult still think that there is still salvation in this world?

Although his heart was full of confusion, Old Charlie didn't say anything. He just bowed his head respectfully and accepted the appointment happily.

"Follow your orders, my lord."