This Game is Too Real

In the Linghu Wetland Park, outside the deserted sanatorium, there are wooden piles of various thicknesses and sizes.

　　 "I heard that the wood that has just been cut will crack and deform if it is not processed." Lao Bai, who was pestering an axe, said with a frown, looking at the logs piled up on the wall indiscriminately.

　　 Fang Chang asked.

　　 "How do you usually deal with it?"

　　 Lao Bai said.

　　 "To dry the moisture in the wood, or to dry the wood with lacquer on both ends. You can also throw it into the water, but it will be more difficult to handle... I hope it will not rain these days."

　　 Lao Bai made a rough estimate and counted the results of yesterday’s labor. He cut all these logs into 3~4 meters long logs, sharpened the two ends into the soil, and repaired the north and west walls of the sanatorium more than enough.

　　 It's just that these logs are untreated logs, and it is difficult to guarantee their solidity. They may rot after a few rains.

　　 So he discussed with Fang Chang and decided to change his mind and use cement as building material.

　　 There is a lot of concrete waste on the waste soil, even in nursing homes.

　　 After time of weathering, thermal expansion and contraction, wind and rain, most of these concrete blocks peeled from the steel bars have turned into slag.

　　 There is no need to count on how reliable these materials are.

　　 But mixing these materials with cement, and then fixing them with steel bars removed from the ruins, it is no problem to build simple concrete fortifications.

　　 Although it is a tofu residue project, it is much better than wood.

　　 I have no plans to build a skyscraper anyway.

　　 However, if you want to use these concrete waste materials, you must first have cement.

　　To make cement, they first need enough coal and a furnace that can withstand a high temperature of 1450 degrees.

　　 Just then, Kuangfeng and Ye Shi came back.

　　 Fang Chang noticed that the plastic bucket carried by Kuangfeng was full of a bucket of uniformly-textured mud.

"There is a river to the east of Linghu Lake. There is no river on the map. It should have been formed in the last two hundred years. We have explored the entire lake shoreline from the east to the south. The areas where the alien species are active and the locations of suspected nests are marked On the map."

　　 said, the wind caused Ye Shi to take out the map, and some marks were drawn with charcoal on the map.

　　With this map, it will be much safer for them to go to the lake to fetch water.

　　 Fang Chang's attention is not enough, but it is in the bucket in his hand.

　　 "What's in this bucket is..."

　　 "I found it by the river," Put the bucket on the ground, and the wind continued, "I suddenly thought that I could use this thing as a building material, and I brought it back."

"This thing can't be used as a building material. The water is gone as soon as it is washed." Crouching on the ground, Lao Bai stretched out his hand to pick up some mud, rubbed his thumb and forefinger, and an expression of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, "but this thing It’s a good thing, our kiln has gone."

　　 "Kiln?" Ye Shi was taken aback.

　　 "I have discussed with Lao Bai and plan to make cement." Fang Chang said.

　　 The wind looked at him in surprise.

　　 "Can this... work?"

"What's wrong? Isn't this a sandbox game," Lao Bai stood up and said excitedly, "It's all right if the mud pours here, you can get some more buckets back, Fang Chang helps me pick some branches, move faster ."

　　 "Okay." Fang Chang went eagerly.

　　 Kuangfeng and Ye Shi glanced at each other and left with a dazed expression.

　　...

　　 The small river is not deep, but there is a lot of silt next to it, and it is not far from the location of the nursing home. It didn't take much effort to get a bunch of it back.

　　 Lao Bai made a circle with silt, dug two holes next to it as air inlets, and then put charcoal and dead leaves from the previous fire and cooking in the mud circle, and lit it with the match left by the manager.

　　 The fire rose quickly.

The mud around 　　 is slowly dried.

　　 Lao Bai dug the new mud with his hands, and built it on the wall of the furnace while baking it, until the furnace reached his thigh, he began to push the wooden stick thick with his thumb into it.

　　 "What is this?" Fang Chang looked curious. Although he had played survival games, he had never done such meticulous work in a game.

　　 "Burning charcoal! Without coal, we can only use carbon instead. If we want to make cement, we cannot burn wood. We have to start with the most basic."

　　 "How do you still understand this."

　　 "I played in my hometown when I was young."

　　"..."

　　 It’s okay to play.

　　Who is okay to play this.

　　 stood up, Lao Bai clapped his hands, and began to cap the stove before the fire in the stove had ignited the wood.

　　 This step is very important.

Before the wood is ignited, he needs to leave a hole on the top, wait until the temperature in the stove is high enough, and then seal all the holes with mud, let the wood inside be stuffy for a day, and tomorrow he will be able to harvest a full one. The charcoal of the stove is out.

　　 "If you fill in all the holes, the fire inside will go out."

　　 "It won't be destroyed right away, and what I want is this kind of effect."

　　 Lao Bai wiped his sweat and patted the square shoulder.

　　 "Don't be idle, let's run a few more kilns, and by the way, get out the cement burning tomorrow."

"good…"

　　 Not only Fang Chang joined Lao Bai's "construction team", even the two people, Feng Feng and Ye Shi, were called in after they had moved enough mud.

　　 The four players worked together to build four earthen kilns for making charcoal, and built a slightly larger one with aluminosilicate clay dug by the river.

　　 In Lao Bai's words, tomorrow they can try to make some cement.

　　 What he intends to make is plant ash cement.

　　 The cement made by this earth method has no technological content and is not too reliable, but it is definitely stronger than wood.

　　 And with plant ash cement, he can try to build a cement kiln that can withstand higher temperatures.

　　 Lao Bai has made up his mind and will look up the information online when he goes offline.

"What's so... I understand now, why the manager asked us to find a way to get a bathhouse." Smelling the odor of sweat, Ye Shi, who was a bit hygienic at first, felt like he was going to be stinky to death. NS.

　　 This game is too hardcore.

　　 "Why don't we go to the lake and take a bath before we go offline?" Old Bai suggested.

　　 "I agree...but, what about the manager? It's almost time to go offline, why hasn't he returned yet." Kuangfeng asked.

　　 "Maybe there is something."

　　 "Then how do we let him know the results of our labor this afternoon?" Ye Shi asked quickly.

　　 Fang Chang glanced at the nursing home behind him.

　　 "Don't worry about that. I have already talked to the robot named Xiao Qi. It said that it has counted our results and will truthfully report the situation to the manager."

　　 Hearing these words, Ye Shi finally felt relieved.

　　...

　　 Just as the players went offline, took off their helmets and got up, ready to start a new day, they were still in Chuguang on Beit Street, carefully removing the plastic bucket under the water purifier.

There are public wells on Beit Street, and each household has its own water trap, and Chuguang is no exception.

　　 Except for the "glowing rain" with radioactive dust, or when the cloud cover is obviously abnormal, the level of rain on the wasteland is still very safe, even safer than the pre-war era.

　　 After all, this has been two hundred years after the decline of civilization. The special products of industrial society such as acid rain and smog are hard to see here.

　　 Of course, even so, drinking rainwater directly is not a wise thing.

　　 By cutting the plastic water bottle from the middle, Chu Guang placed a layer of dried pine needles and Tess under the mouth of the bottle, and topped it with crushed charcoal ash.

　　 In this way, a simple water filter is completed.

　　 Whether graphite can absorb radiation Chu Guang doesn't know, but in the outer suburbs far away from the nuclear crater, radiation is not the main threat to survival, but diarrhea and dehydration are.

　　 He still remembers that in the month he had just lived here, he pulled water almost every other day. He didn't die in the hands of the alien, but almost died in his stomach.

　　 "Less than 10L...a drop in the bucket."

　　 Looking at the bottles and cans in the room, Chu Guang sighed.

　　 I have collected supplies for several days, this player has only been here for a few days, and they have almost used them.

　　 I have to think of something.

　　 At this time, there was a knock on the door.

　　 Chu Guang got up and walked up, pulled out the latch, and opened the door.

　　 I saw Xiaoyu standing in the doorway with his hands behind his back, staring at him intently with big smoky eyes without speaking.

　　 Chu Guang, who just wanted to say hello, suddenly remembered the second child of the Yu family, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed about the marriage that he had previously told him.

　　 Take ten thousand steps back.

　　 If there is no refuge No. 404, no system, no players, and helpless, he can only try to integrate into the society here... he can't get that hand!

too skinny.

　　 somehow raise it for another two years.

　　 "What's the matter?" Chu Guang said calmly.

　　 Yu Xiaoyu stretched out his arm hidden behind his back.

　　 At this time, Chu Guang saw that she was holding a small piece of black cake in her hand, which should not have been accidentally squeezed from green wheat.

　　 "My second brother asked me to give it to you, and he told me to say that I made it for you." The words are read word by word.

　　 This is the subject-verb relationship between you, me and me. It took Chu Guang around for a long time, and it took a long time before it became clear that it was Yu Hu who asked her to give this cake to herself.

"thanks?"

"Need not."

　　 Throwing the cake into Chu Guang's hand, Xiaoyu turned around and ran away, leaving Chu Guang alone in the wind.

　　...

　　 this world.

　　 Jinling.

　　 took off the helmet, Iwakaze rubbed the bridge of his nose, reached out and fumbled for a while on the bedside table, and found the glasses to put on.

　　 sat on the bedside and brewed for a long time before he got up and went to the bathroom. After washing up, he put on his coat, went downstairs and stepped on the bicycle, and swayed slowly to the cafeteria.

　　 The time now is five thirty.

　　Except for graduate students, few people come to the cafeteria at this point. The whole hall is empty, only a few windows by the door are open.

　　 The aunt in the cafeteria, who was busy behind the window, recognized the regular customer at a glance, and said with a big smile.

　　 "Professor Iwa, it's so early today."

　　 "Well, I went to bed early yesterday... Here are two buns."

　　 "The buns have just been steamed, you have to wait a while."

"Not in a hurry."

　　 Yanfeng took out the meal card and swiped it on the card reader.

　　 The mist from the steamer is very fragrant.

　　 Iwakaze likes this taste very much, it makes people feel very comfortable, but unfortunately, it is not friendly to him wearing glasses.

　　 took off his glasses and wiped the fog on them, Iwakaze couldn't help thinking of his role in the wasteland OL.

　　 In the virtual world, although the initial strength is slightly inferior, it is still much stronger than the real self.

　　 And the most important thing is that the one in the virtual world is not short-sighted.

　　At this time, someone patted him on the shoulder.

　　 Yanfeng put on his eyes and turned back to see Professor Wang Haiyang.

　　 "There are classes in the morning?"

　　 "No class, I got up if I couldn't sleep."

　　 "I thought you guys would be late for physics."

　　 "That's an illusion. I rarely take my work home." Pushing his glasses, Iwakaze suddenly thought of something, looked at him and said, "By the way, I want to consult you about something."

　　 Professor Wang Haiyang raised his eyebrows.

　　 "Is that the topic yesterday?"

　　 Yanfeng nodded.

"Um."

"Wait a minute, let me ask first, the novel you are talking about, shouldn't you have written it yourself," Professor Wang Haiyang said with a smile, "It's good for a novel to be a plausible thing. It really has to be exactly the same as in reality. It's not pretty."

　　 "In fact, it is not a novel, but frankly speaking, it is...a game."

"game?"

　　 "Well," took the buns from the aunt in the cafeteria, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com Yanfeng peeled off the plastic bag and took a bite, "A game with apocalyptic theme."

　　 Professor Wang Haiyang came to be interested and asked.

　　 "Are you more specific?"

　　 "I don't know the specifics. I don't know much about the game. I don't know much about it. I don't know much when the game is currently in beta." Iwakaze paused for a while, "You said how developed a society is to make cars without power."

　　 "No power supply?" Professor Wang Haiyang was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Do you want to use remote power supply technology to replace fixed power supply?"

　　 "Is it difficult?" Iwakaze asked.

"I don’t know if it’s difficult or not, just from my professional point of view... Wireless power supply technology is not difficult. The difficulty lies in how we obtain clean and cheap energy, so that even if the energy loss reaches 90% or more, The cost is still acceptable."

　　Speaking of this, Professor Wang Haiyang paused and continued in a joking tone.

　　 "Apart from the kind of controlled nuclear fusion depicted in science fiction, I can't think of a better solution.

　　 Nuclear fusion?

　　 Yanfeng looked thoughtful.

　　 "This way..."

　　 It seems that the story background in the setting of "Wasteland OL" is bigger than he imagined.

　　 There should be many places worth digging deeper.

　　 "When is your novel going to be published? Can you show it to me?" Professor Wang Haiyang joked, "Maybe I can advise you."

　　 Yanfeng glanced at him.

　　 "I said it's not a novel."

　　 "It's okay, if you say it's not, it's not it."

　　 took his own breakfast from the aunt in the cafeteria, Wang Haiyang smiled and patted the colleague on the shoulder, "I still have lessons, take a step ahead. Good luck!"