This Game is Too Real

Guns are more convincing than words at all times.

　　 Like now.

　　Li did not take too long to make a decision. He had no doubt that these people in front of them would not even need a charge to destroy them.

　　 Even though the refugees behind him were not willing, he still tried to convince them.

　　 "We have no choice. They won't let us go forward, nor can we go back."

　　 A ragged wastelander couldn't help but yelled: "What if we hand over the weapons, what should they do if they open fire on us?"

　　 "What if we don't hand over the weapons?" Li looked at the man and said, "They don't even need a charge to kill us."

　　 The wastelander couldn't refute it.

There are a total of more than 180 of them, most of whom are old and weak women and children. There are still less than 70 young men who can form combat effectiveness... and this still counts children over eight and under fourteen. The situation.

　　All the firearms together are only more than 20, and the rest are bows and spears. These equipments are enough to deal with some predators who are also pulling their hips, but they can only stay far away when they encounter hard stubble.

　　 It is not the first time that they have been driven away by other survivors' strongholds. Almost no one will open their living room in winter.

　　 At least, these people did not directly fire when they were capable of destroying them.

　　 This is already the greatest kindness...

　　 After the refugees put down their weapons, Chu Guang asked Wrench to send two people in to take away their weapons, and at the same time, keeping their promise, set up a cauldron on the open space at the east gate.

　　 Chu Guang couldn't give them as good food as the players, but he would not watch this group of refugees starve and freeze in the cold wind.

　　 He issued a task through vm, letting tomato scrambled eggs go to the warehouse to collect 50 kilograms of green wheat, and make a pot of porridge for them.

　　 At the same time, the man who called for Li, with a young and middle-aged labor force who can still work, set up a camp on the open land fifty meters away from the east gate.

　　 The terrain here is undulating, with dead trees embedded in the snow everywhere, as well as concrete debris and a small amount of building debris that can be used.

　　 Building a shack is an essential skill for every wastelander, and these people are no exception. After giving them some tools such as shovels and carts, the work went smoothly.

　　 At the same time, the big pot at the east gate was also set up. As the water in the pot boiled, the scrambled egg brother poured all the green wheat into it.

　　 Wheat with an oxalic sour taste is difficult to appetite, and the astringent taste can be removed after cooking for a while.

　　 But this is for the players.

　　 For those hungry people who are about to starve to death, even a little bit of muddy soup is supremely delicious.

　　 The white gas floating on the pot made all the refugees unbearable to swallow, and the construction of the camp has also accelerated.

　　 Standing behind Chu Guang watching, several players whispered.

　　 "These people look pitiful."

　　 "It's very pitiful, even the kids are helping."

　　 "But I didn't expect someone to come to this survivor stronghold just after it was built."

　　 "This works too quickly."

　　 Listening to the whispers of the players, Chu Guang also felt puzzled. Although he ordered the smoke, he didn't expect to draw people over only the next day.

　　 How did no one come when the Blazer was still there? At that time, the smoke in the camp was much larger than it is now, and his little players got up early in the morning to cook for themselves.

　　 just now!

　　 If these refugees come two days earlier, the food will be much better than they are now. Those on the Pioneer are not lacking in food and clothing, and they are even less pitiful than themselves. Chu Guang even bet that as long as he can accept these refugees, I believe they will generously support him with a certain amount of supplies.

　　 As for now, Chu Guang can only say do his best.

　　 Taking advantage of the efforts of these refugees to build camps, Chu Guang asked Old Luca to make statistics on their population.

　　 There are a total of 187 refugees. Among them, there are more than 61 young and middle-aged men over the age of 14, and the rest are old and weak women and children. There are even 5 babies under the age of one year and 4 pregnant women.

　　 Chu Guang estimated that when their team was the largest, there should be about three or four hundred people, and they were afraid that they would be reduced by half along the way.

　　 But even so, their condition is much better than the nomads who settled near the wetland park.

　　 If I remember correctly, Tie Axe brought his people all the way from the north of the river valley. When he came here, even the male was almost dead, and even his own seeds were missed.

　　 The guards had finished paying their guns, but they were allowed to keep the knives, axes, and bows.

　　According to the statistics of wrenches, they handed in 23 iron-barreled rifles of different calibers, including 5 old-fashioned muskets, which really surprised Chu Guang.

　　 They actually got here with these equipment.

　　 is really unimaginable.

　　 "My lord, I was in their camp just now and found that someone had contracted typhoid fever." Luca, who returned from the refugee camp, reported to Chu Guang.

　　 Chu Guang: "Is it serious?"

"I'm not sure, most of them are in poor health, maybe they are hungry, maybe they are really sick...I can't tell," Luca said cautiously, "I'm worried they will bring plague, we neither The doctor does not have enough medicine to deal with this situation."

　　 After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang nodded.

　　 "I see, I will figure out a solution for this."

　　 To be honest, Chu Guang didn't have any good solutions.

　　 Hygiene issues are not a problem for players at all, at least not the core issue.

　　 Even if you are not a physique player, as long as your level reaches lv7 or higher, you can basically have 6~7 points of physique, which is already 120%~140% of the working efficiency of the normal adult immune system.

As for Chu Guang himself, his physique reached 14, and the efficiency of the immune system was close to three times that of normal people. Not to mention that ordinary diseases are of no use to him, even a certain dose of poison and milder radiation would be harmful to him. All can be immune to a certain extent.

　　 Seeing that the manager understands, Old Luca paused and continued.

　　 "In addition, it is food..."

"you say."

"We rescued them according to the lowest standard. More than 180 people consume nearly 50 kilograms of food every day, and one month’s expenditure is 1,500 kilograms, and this is still under ideal conditions. Although you have learned from the development Some food was exchanged from the Zhe, but this cold winter may last until the end of February next year, or even the beginning of March...Our own food is already very tight."

　　 The number of players in the outpost is now 500, and the daily food consumption has reached an astonishing half ton. Sometimes old Luca really feels that those people are just like rice buckets, they don't have the energy to save at all, and they can't wait to eat twice or even three times his amount in one day.

At present, the total grain reserves of the outpost base are just over 30 tons, of which corn, rice, and potatoes purchased from the Pioneer account for one-third, and raw meat, jerky, and fish obtained from hunting account for one third. It's one-third.

　　 The rest are the spoils obtained from the **** hands and the old leeches, as well as part of the voluntary tribute of the Brown Farm.

　　 It is conservatively estimated that if the current trend is consumed, the food will probably be enough to last until the end of the year.

　　 "Food is indeed a problem," Chu Guang thought for a moment, "I will figure out a solution for this matter."

　　 Just a month ago, the food in the outpost was not even enough for dozens of people to eat for half a month.

　　 Big deal.

　　 Just ask the neighbor to borrow some more.

　　……

　　 The porridge for the relief of the hungry was distributed, and the noise in the refugee camp gradually subsided.

　　 Many people have been rushing all the way, and they have long been unable to bear fatigue, and now their stomachs are filled with warm food, one after another curled up in sleeping bags under the shack to fall asleep.

　　Although they were asleep, the wrenches did not dare to relax their vigilance. They arranged for people to stand on the fence and keep an eye on the situation in the refugee camp.

　　 Chu Guang wasn't too worried.

　　 He didn't even pay attention to the Bloodhand Clan, let alone some refugees?

　　 In the room near the east gate of Changjiu Farm, he met the man named "Li".

　　 This man should be the representative or leader elected by this group of refugees.

　　 "Thank you for your generosity!"

　　 Kneeling on one knee after entering the house, he nodded and said, "If you were not for you, many of us would probably not be able to survive tonight."

"We are not happy to kneel here, get up," Chu Guang continued looking at the man who stood up, "We can provide shelter for you, but you must be conscious of being under the fence and abide by our rules and customs. At the same time, you have to Clearly, this is not free."

　　 Li nodded.

　　 This is a reasonable request.

　　No one welcomes unruly guests.

　　Besides, before they became refugees, they had their homes, and they were conscious of the unpopularity of the status of "homeless people".

　　 "What do you need."

　　 Chu Guang: "It's very simple. Work for us. We will pay you. You can exchange your rewards for food, fuel, or other things."

Before the unlocking of the b3 layer, the number of players temporarily fell into a bottleneck. Without new additions, he needs more aboriginals to replace the grown-ups and engage in low-end, low-value-added repetitive benefits. .

　　 Although he always teases players that they work harder than animals, but he can't always use them as animals.

　　Occasionally moving bricks is to experience life, moving bricks every day is work.

　　 Hearing what the adult said, Li's expression relaxed a little, and even a hint of joy was revealed.

　　 Originally in his expectation, it would be good to have a mouthful of food. In other survivors’ settlements, the status of refugees is no more noble than slaves, and he has never thought about remuneration.

　　 "Thank you for giving us the chance to live."

"We can only give you opportunities. Whether you can seize them is up to you." After a pause, Chu Guang looked at him and continued, "I heard from my subordinates that you had a survivor colony before. In other words, you are not nomads?"

　　 Li nodded and said quickly.

　　 "Yes, my lord."

　　 Chu Guang: "Talk about what you all know."

　　Li said immediately: "We can do a lot, including hunting, farming, weaving hemp rope, we also have woodworkers and blacksmiths...As long as you need it, we can do it for you."

　　 Seeing Li's hurried sales promotion, Chu Guang nodded slightly satisfied.

　　 Hunters, woodworkers and other handicraftsmen are exactly what he needs. As for the blacksmith, he can arrange to enter the steel factory with a little training.

　　 Although these labors are not as good as his players, they are always better than nomads. But relatively speaking, the physical fitness of these survivors may be slightly weaker, and they did not bring the livestock that Chu Guang wanted.

　　 "In these two days, you first settle yourself down."

　　 "After two days, I will arrange things for you."

　　 "By the way, your name is not auspicious, and it is easy to confuse. You can either give yourself a surname, or I will give you a name."

　　Giving a name and giving a surname means acceptance, and it also means recognition of conversion.

　　 I didn't expect the lord here to be so generous, the man suddenly felt happy and said quickly.

　　 "Please give me your name!"

　　 Chu Guang thought for a while and said.

　　"Our name is Changjiu Farm. Your surname is not suitable for your long name, so your surname is Jiuhao. Change the word Li to Li Liming."

　　 "From today, your name is Jiuli."

　　……

　　 official website:

　　 [Announcement: A group of nomads (prosperity +50) came to Changjiu Farm.

　　 [Changjiu Farm adds the "migration wave" buff: the demand for food and fur has risen, and the population inflow has increased. 】

　　 [Old Luca’s troubles: We don’t have much food, and we can’t always raise them. It would be great if we could find something to do for them. (Hint: There are many excellent hunters and handicrafts among the refugees. After reaching the "Friendly" prestige level, they can operate the local industry and hire them to work.)]

　　 [Recommended recipe today: salt and pepper corn, mapo tofu (not spicy or spicy)]

　　【Teng Teng Hut: The Teng Teng Hut is new, and a lot of silk fabrics are waiting for you. 】

　　 Tail: "!!! New plot! What did you do while the tail was away?!!!∑(?д?ノ)ノ"

　　 Quit smoking: "Fuck! There is a new npc!? Planning father is awesome!"

　　 Canyon is at large. Mole: "I really guessed it. Prosperity is really linked to the number of NPCs! It's just that this number doesn't seem to be calculated by a fixed formula based on population, but is driven by events?"

　　 Night Ten: "It is suspected that the operator has hired a P agency to plan to come in, waiting for the immutable law of the ancestors and the comet to descend on our heads. (Funny

　　 Irene: "Speaking of which, how did your tail crab hunting result? Is it done? (Funny

　　 Sisi: "Hey, don't mention it, Awei sent me away first, and soon came down by himself."

　　 Tail: "Wait, can you blame the tail! There is a problem with the bazooka, it can't be shot at all! It will spit fire backwards! (?д?;

　　 Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm: "How can the recoilless gun not spray..."

　　 Tail: "But the mosquitoes sold clearly don't breathe fire!"

　　 Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm: "That's because his thing is not a recoilless gun at all. How can there be any deep penetration? It's just a conscientious gun on your shoulders."

　　 Mosquito: "!!! This can also get me involved!"

　　 Crow Crow: "Hahahaha! 鶸! Hahahaha! Dish! o(*≧▽≦)ツ"

　　 Because of the heroic sacrifice of the tail and Sisi, I remind everyone to wake up. This tube is not like a mosquito's firecracker. Don't face people when launching.

　　 Anyway, VM and equipment are picked up.

　　Ob only three days, no problem.

　　 The arrival of the refugees caused a lot of topics in the official website forums, but they did not become the focus of discussion among players as before.

　　 After all, this is not the first time that refugees have come here. There are too many things that have happened today, and they can't be discussed at all.

　　 Makabazi, who got the seeds from the manager, exchanged the skills of growing corn with people in the forum.

　　 The mission of Refuge No. 117 that Brother Mole and Mosquito teamed up has also attracted the attention of many players. The mission is suspected to be related to the main line of the game.

　　 But unfortunately, there is no progress today.

　　 The situation under the subway entrance is very complicated.

　　 Just like Boss Xia said, there are hundreds of eaters, let alone crawlers.

　　 A handful of "black swan" with limited ammunition is not enough.

　　 They need more automatic weapons, Molotov cocktails, grenade and other throwing objects. After two days, the automatic rifle with a unit price of 200 silver coins will be officially put on the shelves, and the situation may be better.

　　 Compared with the bad news that the strategy of Vault 117 was blocked, the good news is that the second floor of the greenhouse site has been successfully won by the cattle and horse team.

　　 They successfully controlled the gate between the second underground floor and the third underground floor. Now the space on the second underground floor of the greenhouse site has been liberated.

　　 It is incredible that even after two centuries, the facilities there still maintain an energy-saving mode and operate slowly.

　　 Many of the light-emitting bars on the petri dish have been broken, but there are still lights on. The temperature in the room is around 25 degrees, and the spiritual leaves in the petri dish are growing in good condition.

　　 Fang Chang wrote a strategy, which is a summary of the playing skills of the insect nests.

　　 But compared to the strategy that is not available for the time being, the players on the forum are obviously more concerned about how much money the cow and horse team made from the second underground level of the greenhouse ruins.

　　 Fang Chang did not say.

　　 But Chu Guang, who was watching the screen, knew it, after all, he personally sent them the money.

　　 Calculating the difficulty and income of the dungeon together, they got a total of 1,200 silver coins, divided equally among 4 people, and 300 silver each.

　　 As for the cost, Chu Guang did not calculate it for them, but it is estimated that they consumed some ammunition.

　　 If you use cold weapons to grind slowly, even if a piece of heavy armor can resist it, it will probably take a long time to grind. Moreover, a lot of manpower has to be hired, relying on crowded tactics to pile up.

　　 Once the income is shared, it is not as cost-effective as consuming some ammunition.

　　 After returning from the Changjiu Farm, Chu Guang finished updating the announcement, and sat in front of the computer in the residents' lobby and walked around on the official website.

　　Many players have already begun to discuss what should be arranged for the refugees.

　　 Some talk about opening a textile factory, and some talk about opening a cement factory, anyway, there are all kinds of things. Of course, starting from version 0.8, setting up factories has requirements for regional prestige and needs to be friendly (1000) or higher.

　　Completing the task of helping the development of the region can increase the prestige of the region, or directly donate the materials needed by the local area, which can also be quickly improved.

　　 Players have complained, and this setting is simply copied from Qichuang.

　　 May the dog plan a long life!

　　 In addition, what caught Chu Guang’s attention was that the Commander of Spring Water, with a new sensory system, found an abandoned military camp in the northern town.

　　 The military camp is very small, like an operating base, located in the playground of a community school.

　　In the early years of the Wasteland Era, there seemed to be a group of refugees, but they might have been evacuated soon, so it did not develop into a survivor stronghold like Beit Street.

　　 I wandered around there, but I didn’t find anything useful.

　　 The entire school was searched clean, and even the library bookshelves were mostly torn down. I think it was in the early days of the Wasteland Era that they were used as firewood by local survivors.

"...It's very strange, that town seems to be a dead city, and so is the school. There are no traces of survivors' activities there~www.wuxiamtl.com~ nor predators, only the gnawing that fills the house. Eaters and the smelly basement...We are not equipped with enough equipment to explore the building."

　　 "I plan to set off again tomorrow, maybe I can find something."

　　 Chu Guang was also curious about what they could find there.

　　 Although it is estimated that it has been searched countless times in the past two centuries, according to his experience, there is always something left that has not been taken away.

　　 While Chu Guang was sitting in the refuge and surfing the Internet, 15 kilometers north of Changjiu Farm, several men with rifles and thick coats were carefully searching for something nearby.

　　 "That group shouldn't have gone too far." The man with the beard muttered and pulled the dog chain in his hand.

　　 The hound he was holding hissed and sniffed carefully on the ground.

　　 Suddenly, the hound suddenly raised his head and barked to the south.

　　 The man leaned down, patted it on the head, then stretched out his index finger and wiped it on the floor.

　　 Below the snow are traces of footprints.

　　 He got up again and squinted his eyes while looking at the south side.

　　 "Running quite fast."

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　　 (Sorry! It’s four minutes late...Say it should be 4D today? But I forgot the progress bar. (??д??))