This Game is Too Real

The staple food for lunch is slap-sized white bread, toasted corn kernels that are crispy and charred, and wolf meat cooked with soybeans.

　　 Not only Liu Jiuyue, who was an envoy, was entertained, but also the eight serfs and two guards who were pulling the cart with him.

　　Leave aside the guard, after all, he was a servant with the same status as him, but Liu Jiuyue hadn't expected the serfs to also eat at the table.

　　 But after all, I didn't eat in the same place, so Liu Jiuyue didn't say much.

　　 Hands folded, thanked the owner who gave them food, he couldn't wait to reach out and grab the white bread on the plate.

　　 is different from the cold and hard green wheat biscuits. I don’t know what raw materials are used to make this bread, let alone how it is made. It is actually soft and soft. Just holding it in her hand, Liu Jiuyue couldn't help but shake her mind, and hurriedly took a bite in her mouth.

　　 It smells so good! ! !

　　 His eyes were almost bulging. Before the food in his mouth had been swallowed, he quickly picked up the spoon and scooped another spoonful of bean stew into his mouth.

　　 is soft and scented, it melts in the mouth, and his taste buds gave a very high evaluation in the first time!

　　 Before he could taste it, he ate hungrily, reincarnated like a starving ghost, and completely forgot what the boss had told him before leaving.

　　Wolf meat is usually sour, but they are stewed terribly with soybeans, and it tastes a bit fragrant. As for the method of corn, it is absolutely unbelievable. Have they deep-fried it?

　　 This is too extravagant!

　　 The white bread is enough. When Liu Jiuyue ate the fourth one, he felt that the fortress was too strong.

　　 drank a sip of hot water, he tried hard to swallow the food stuffed into his throat, and looked at Guo Niu who was sitting across the table at the table with an expression that he had never seen before.

"what is this?"

　　 Guo Niu is a real person and answers truthfully.

　　 "Ban tou, salt and pepper corn, braised pork and soybeans."

　　 Liu Jiuyue looked blank.

　　 There were three words that I had never heard before. He couldn't hide the envious eyes anymore, he couldn't help asking.

　　 "Do you eat this every day?"

　　 Guo Niu shook his head and said.

　　 "It depends on what is on the market."

　　 There is no canteen in the outpost, and the residents of the refuge are cooking.

　　 Although the noon market is not lively at night, there are also many people who set up large pots there to cook some weird food.

　　 The manager set the standard for lunch, with a budget of 3 silver coins per person, and Guo Niu took the money to the market to purchase.

　　 The residents of the refuge at the north gate were very enthusiastic, rushing to pull him to their booth, and even said that large purchases can be discounted.

　　 Although Guo Niu does not understand why large purchases can be discounted, it is always a good thing to save money for managers. The last meal only cost 70% of the total budget, which can be said to be very economical.

　　 "Bazaar?"

　　 However, after listening to Guo Niu's explanation, Liu Jiuyue's expression became even more dazed.

　　 This sounds weird indeed.

　　The average small survivor base would not have such a thing as a bazaar.

　　 After all, trade is the product of prosperity. If more than half of the people in a place are slaves without private property, who can sell the things on the market? They may not even own the flesh of their own body, let alone something worthy of being exploited.

　　 I heard that there is a grocery store in front of Beit Street. It was run by the old mayor and allowed the trashmen there to change some daily necessities. This can be regarded as a great act of kindness in the vicinity, but the family has been chased away by the barbarians with guns, and now I don't know if there is anything like a "shop" there.

　　 Liu Jiuyue has never been there. He only heard people say that a group of beggars picking up **** lived there. They will occasionally pick up things near the farm, but they are usually driven away unless they have a bargaining chip.

　　 "Thank you for your hospitality." Wiping her mouth with her sleeve, Liu Jiuyue took a moment to hold back her burp and stood up and said respectfully.

　　 Guo Niu shook his head, and seriously corrected: "All this is the generosity of the adults. You should thank him instead of me."

　　 Liu Jiuyue glanced at him enviously.

　　 is strange.

　　 He actually saw loyalty in the face of a serf!

　　 However, what is even more surprising is that I actually have to please him...

　　 After coming out of the dining room, Liu Jiuyue greeted the serfs he had brought, and led the two-headed cows tied to the door.

　　 He waved the whip in his hand, as if he wanted to vent his depressed emotions on these people.

　　 "Hurry up, lazy dogs, we should be on the road."

　　 The serfs did not dare to disobey him, let alone disobey the iron barrel rifles on the backs of him and the guards.

　　 However, people's simple desire for a better life cannot be stopped by a whip. Several serfs whispered to each other while Liu Jiuyue and the two guards hadn't noticed here.

　　 "The food just now was too delicious."

　　 "Yes, even in a fat year, we haven't had such a good experience..."

　　 "This is heaven!"

　　 "Speaking of which person is... Crustacean?"

"seems like it."

　　 "Unbelievable, it was him! I almost didn't recognize it!"

　　 "You said that if we defect to him..."

"Hush! Don't let the man with the gun hear you. Don't blame me for not reminding you that the kid who brag about traveling with the caravan was hung by the door for three days and three nights and put it down. At the time, half of my body was gnawed away!"

　　 The serfs were silent, afraid to speak any more.

　　 Watching the tributary camel team disappear at the end of the woods, Chu Guang, who was standing by the window on the third floor of the nursing home, suddenly spoke with envy.

　　 "It would be great if you send me a few more cows."

　　 Xia Yan jokingly ran over here.

　　 "Is it like eating in the bowl and thinking about the pot?"

　　 She learned this sentence from Chu Guang, and it is said to be used to describe a person who is greedy. Although she didn't think it was accurate to use this sentence to describe the manager, it was unexpectedly applied at this time.

　　 "Of course it doesn't count," Chu Guang looked back at her and said dissatisfied, "I taught you this sentence, but you didn't let you say it to me."

　　 Xia Yan gave him a light look, and continued to concentrate on the popcorn she was holding in her hand.

　　 Although Chu Guang always said it was junk food, she didn't think so at all. Sprinkle a little sugar on it, the taste is simply extraordinary!

　　 The silver coins are awesome!

　　 She has already started to calculate how to spend tomorrow's salary.

　　……

　　 It's just noon.

　　 At the entrance of the Huayuanjie subway station, about 4 kilometers from the Wetland Park, the pungent smell of gunpowder permeated the street, and even the whistling north wind could not dissipate it.

　　 A group of happy little players, skillfully repeating the work of yesterday-pulling monsters, collecting fire, counting the results, busy and full of joy.

　　 No fun except for the two.

　　 One is a mole and the other is a mosquito.

　　 These two "contractors", one big and one small, have bought more than 400 silver coins in order to clear the passage from the entrance of the subway station to the gate of Refuge No. 117, and they have bought two LD-47 rifles!

　　 If you can't pass this task again today, whether it is in terms of time or cost, it is difficult to say whether the reward of 1200 silver coins is worth it.

"Perhaps we should learn from Elder Fang," the mosquito said with a frown looking at the Mole standing next to him. "I talked with Lao Bai yesterday. They didn't use that much when they passed through the greenhouse ruins. People go to the pile. Although it has spent some ammunition, the cost is not much higher than ours."

　　 Mole shook his head and said.

"Brother Mosquito, this is wrong. You think they are sharing their game experience with you, but you don’t know that they are just in Versailles. Elite tactics? You don’t look at what their teams are. A set of managers with the same exoskeleton, A full-service mechanical compound bow, a manipulator that stretches the output of the intelligence department, and...the highest perception of the full-service."

"This kind of hexagonal team, what tactics are you discussing with them? Their output is only three times higher. To ensure that you are not dead, you can earn blood. If we learn from their style of play, this task can go to next month. Listen to me, if you don’t have enough equipment, you have to use a sea of ​​people to get together. There is no shortcut!"

　　 I know the truth.

　　 But it's so envious!

　　 With an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, the mosquito couldn't help yelling.

　　 "Gan! These nasty European emperors!"

　　 Mole also nodded and said in agreement.

　　 "Really? Now you understand the importance of balance, right?"

　　 The output of that manipulator is unreasonable, and the projectile is almost turned into a cannonball in his hand. Has the planning really considered the feelings of power players? There is also that mechanical compound bow, which is more powerful than a gun, can penetrate armor and can project explosives, and the ammunition is cheap. Is it reasonable not to cut a knife?

　　 Of course, if he finishes the mission of Vault 117 and can reward him with a set of equipment of the same level or even better, then he said nothing.

　　 I don't care, anyway, I will be a shady if the European Emperor's wheel is not reached!

　　 Zhang Hai, who was previously responsible for pulling monsters, finally checked his own results, and happened to hear the conversation between the two when he walked.

　　Although he didn't understand at all, he still clumped up a sentence in excitement.

　　 "The right line of the sea of ​​people will always drop the gods!"

　　 "Nizoukai, what's the fun of you, cute, do you understand your own sequence?" Envying the mosquito above, he didn't want to talk nonsense, and stuffed his hand with a coin, "Take it! No need to find it!"

　　 Zhang Hai counted, a copper coin is not bad, hehe smiled.

　　 "Thank you boss! I wish the boss rich!"

　　 The mosquito that was irritated by this phrase made a fortune, his eyelids jumped again.

　　 Make a fortune?

　　 Keep playing like this, let alone make a fortune, he is about to go bankrupt!

　　 Seeing the pain of the mosquito, the Mole who felt the same way sighed and patted his shoulder lightly.

　　 "Come on, victory is just around the corner. I have a hunch that the money for this task may not be weaker than that of the greenhouse ruins, and I will definitely earn it back then!"

　　 The mosquito sighed while looking at the sky.

　　 "I hope."

　　 In fact, the words of Brother Mole were not entirely comforting him. Victory was already in sight.

Sixty-seven eaters were killed in this round, which is much less than yesterday, and the new agile type named Zhang Hai, this time he spent more than twice as long as he was yesterday. Obviously, the density of the alien species is not as high as the previous few days.

　　 Mole thought in his heart, if the situation is optimistic, at most two more rounds, it should be able to complete the task.

　　 It happened to be lunch. The players who participated in the strategy took a break, walked into the abandoned shop on the side of the road, and used the charcoal and the branches they picked up to boil a pot of boiling water.

　　Meng newbies want to save money to buy equipment, and most of them are reluctant to buy expensive supplies. The dry food they bring is mainly green wheat cakes or scones made from croissants.

　　 Although this kind of dry food is not nutritious and tastes very ordinary, it is better than convenience. Whether it is thrown into the pot and boiled into a paste, or directly holding and nibbling, you can fill your stomach.

　　 There will be a low blood sugar debuff on an empty stomach, which will affect the output. Players are going to wait until the dry food is eaten before starting the next wave of offensive.

　　 But at this moment, neither the mole nor the mosquito brother noticed. On the road just one street away from the Fa Yuen Street subway station, a group of heavily armed mercenaries were quietly entering this area.

　　 They are not many in number, there are only eight. Although the equipment is not the most elite kind, it is more than a little bit stronger than the skirmishers who stray in the wasteland. They are not only equipped with automatic weapons, but two of them also carry bazookas with thick thighs on their backs, and they have plenty of firepower.

　　 It can be seen that their boss has laid down the capital and learned the lessons of the last failure. Not only did they hire a stronger mercenary group, but they also bought air tickets to and from the northern suburbs for this group.

　　 Their mission is simple.

　　 Arrived at Huayuanjie subway station, cleared the alien species below the subway station, and then entered Vault 117, brought the contents to the evacuation point and returned.

　　 Actually, if the situation is optimistic, they should have completed this task two days ago. However, no one thought that there would be a group of people also eyeing Vault 117.

Those people seem to be from the newly emerging survivor force in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. According to the host of Boulder Radio’s mouthful of the train running, these people not only killed the Bloodhand Clan, but also killed the mutants on 76th Street. It even hooked up with companies passing through the northern suburbs.

　　 Although the equipment of those people is very weak and their own advantage is obvious, no one dares to take it lightly.

　　Especially yesterday, the scouts who went to the high-rise building to establish a sniper point came with news that they had found the target of a suspected awakener.

　　 Awakened!

　　As the captain of these twelve people, Pritt felt that things might not be as simple as imagined.

　　 didn't do it right away, they occupied a half-collapsed building along the street, placed a radio station, set up a temporary command post here, and got in touch with the scouts who had reached the front line first.

　　 "Carl, is the awakened yesterday still there?"

　　 After a while, the voice of a scout came from the communication channel.

　　 "Not here...I suspect that he is not fully awakened, but signs of awakening have already appeared."

　　Pritt said solemnly.

　　 "What is ability."

　　 Carl replied.

　　 "It may be related to the intuitive system or the mental system."

　　Intuition system or mental system.

　　 Pritt frowned tightly.

　　 The so-called awakening refers to the "alienation" of a part of the body's traits, showing some characteristics that are different from ordinary people.

　　 There are many factors that may lead to awakening. The more common ones are the use of genetic modification drugs, or the survival instinct is stimulated at the moment of life and death, which leads to the dominant expression of the unactivated fragments of the gene fragments.

　　 Compared with the "risk-controllable" mechanical prosthesis transformation, awakening is undoubtedly a road full of thorns~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although it can bring great power, it is not without cost.

　　 However, it is undeniable that the awakened are indeed difficult to deal with, especially the mental and intuitive types. Many abilities are simply unreasonable and hard to defend.

　　 is like the branch of energy weapons in light weapons!

　　 "The group of people is preparing for the second wave of offensive. I feel that the alien species under the subway station have been almost cleaned up by them... Boss, when shall we do it?"

　　Pritt said calmly.

　　 "Don't panic, wait for them to lead the alien species out from below."

　　 It may be a genius idea to draw the alien species out from under the subway station and set the fire. However, these people obviously did not realize how big the movement they made and the flaws behind their buttocks were.

　　Pritt’s thinking is very clear.

　　 They didn't have to face the survivors head-on, they just need to wait quietly for the aliens to come out, and then take advantage of the survivors to rush up with cold weapons.

　　 What if there are awakened ones?

　　 Eating these mashed survivors and aliens in one bite is as easy as eating a sandwich biscuit.

　　 Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Pritt's face.

　　He will teach these survivors a lesson.

　　 Tell them what a praying mantis means to catch a cicada, and the oriole is behind!

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　　 (Starting to recover two more shifts this Sunday, I feel that the hollowed-out body has recovered a bit. _(:3」∠)_)