This Game is Too Real

On the streets of Boulder City, the closed doors and windows were rustled by the wind.

No pedestrians can be seen on the street, only in the middle of the road, a group of poorly dressed poor people are pushing a cart of snow and dumping outside the city.

In the slums on the edge of the outer walls, there are crushed shacks everywhere, unkempt people braving the howling wind and snow, rummaging in the snowdrifts looking for missing relatives and friends. Others stood numbly by the collapsed shack, or knelt on the ground to pray.

The wooden poles crooked by the wind lay across the doorway of the slums and no one was in charge. Two loudspeakers were tied to them by wire, intermittently emitting that disturbing greasy tone.

"...Hello, dear friends in the audience, hello, this is the Voice of Boulder City, and I am your dearest host, Mr. House."

"Just ten minutes ago, a sudden blizzard swept across the southern part of the valley province. This blizzard is expected to last two hours, but don’t worry, in front of the huge wall, whether it is a raging'wave' The howling cold wind can't hurt us at all! Under the leadership of the great Lord Lord, we are invincible!"

"However, our neighbors are not so lucky."

"Although the sight of our neighbors could not be seen at our observation station due to heavy snow obstructing our vision, I can imagine what a miserable scene it was."

"If your house collapses, please don't be upset, the Wind of Far Away Hotel will always welcome you!"

"This will be your second home!"

...

The sudden blizzard caused a mess in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Especially the young players hunting in the Elm District, thanks to the VM's built-in map and compass functions, otherwise they almost never got out of the forest.

There are trenches and foxholes left by the legion everywhere here. I stepped into the ditch without saying a word, and occasionally I could touch the dead who weren't eaten by jackals, hyenas, mice...

In general, players are not too affected by the blizzard.

Even if someone is in trouble occasionally, they can send a distress signal through the map. When nearby players see it, most of them will eagerly rush over to help.

However, relative to the players' optimism, the situation of NPCs is not so optimistic.

Two of the Burakumen’s wooden huts collapsed, and a cowshed collapsed.

Chu Guang issued a mission to let Teng Teng, who often deal with the tribesmen, send them two boxes of bandages, and let players with experience in ambulance and veterinarians go over to help the wounded and livestock.

As for the brick factories and industrial areas by the river, the conditions are pretty good.

As the houses were built of bricks, they were not affected much by Blizzard. Workers stay in the factory, the temperature inside is much higher than outside, and the problem of keeping warm will not be big.

However, on the Changjiu Farm side, the situation is a bit tragic.

Although the "bubble houses" that the Pioneer helped build were fine, and some of the brick houses built later were good, it was a mess when they arrived at the refugee camp at the east gate.

The houses of the nomads are made of wood anyway, and most of the houses are not bad enough to withstand snowstorms.

Most of the shelters these refugees live in are made up of **** such as aluminum alloy plates and steel bars picked up from the waste soil. Not to mention to withstand the snowstorm. If the wind is a little bit stronger, they will be blown everywhere. fly.

In the face of this sudden blizzard, the shack of the entire refugee camp can only be described by the words "total destruction".

The whole camp seemed to be razed to the ground!

"Is this our new home?" Looking at the messy camp in front of him, the man standing at the entrance of the camp had a blank face on his frozen face.

The remains of the shack.

Garbage buried by snow.

And the wounded lying on the stretcher...

Standing behind the man is a group of villagers carrying large bags. They came from the camp of Dongliu, and many of them had just escaped from the looters' butcher's knives. They were still wounded and had only been simply bandaged.

After a one-night rest at the Xinlianhe Gas Station, they were arranged in the first group to go to Changjiu Farm.

However……

When they walked here in a sudden blizzard with longing for a new life, they saw such a picture.

The longing for a new life can't help but cloud a layer of haze.

"So where is the camp?"

"Maybe there was no..."

"I'm starting to miss my cabin. I just made a fireplace for it... Damn it."

"Don't think about it, you can't go back there anymore."

Just as the villagers from Dongliu camp were silently watching everything in front of them at a loss, the refugees standing in the messy camp were also looking at them.

Most of those eyes were suspicious and vigilant.

In the past, although there were occasional new people joining them, it was never like today. There were more than a hundred people who came at once.

"Is the disaster so serious?"

"Bone chewing... the chaos is spreading."

"The big horned deer will come back again, please protect me and wait for peace..."

Jiu Xun, who led his tribe to search and rescue his compatriots, frowned as they watched these newly arrived refugees, turned back to the camp, and went to look for his brother.

In the crowd.

Ma Shan, who was trembling from the cold, opened and closed his lips tremblingly, his eyes desperate.

"I said... we should have fled south a long time ago. Now, it's **** everywhere. We have no way to go."

The soldier wearing the exoskeleton had said that he would take him to see the manager, but so far, except for the guards who came to ask him a few questions, this matter seems to have disappeared.

Maybe the manager doesn't want to see him.

There was no hope of entering the refuge, and only despair remained in his heart.

The cold north wind slashed on his face like a knife, feeling the eyes behind his back, the horsepower of the Adam's apple moved, and it felt like his neck was frozen.

"...Or else, I'll go to the manager."

After all, on behalf of Dongliu Camp, he agreed to the transfer plan for the shelter.

Hearing what his son said, Ma Zhanqiu slowly shook his head.

"When everyone is unlucky, it's not easy to find anyone."

No one is obliged to save them.

Only myself can save them.

After being silent for a while, he looked back at the villagers and shouted in a hoarse but still loud voice.

"It seems that the warm bed and hot soup will have to wait a while."

"The wounded, the elderly and the children looked at the luggage, and the others followed me."

"Our lifesavers are in trouble, we have to help them!"

The survivors of the winter willow camp joined the search and rescue work.

Thanks to their participation, soon more people buried under the snow were carried out.

Many people still have weak breathing, but they are still alive, but they are frozen stiff.

They were carried into the temporarily dug trenches, where they could escape part of the wind and snow.

The guard set up temporary rescue stations in the trenches, gathered the injured for rescue, and helped the injured with fractures to fix their limbs.

Because the truck broke down on the road, Chu Guang delayed for a while, and the second half was on foot to the Changjiu Farm.

After arriving at the farm, he quickly found Luca who was directing search and rescue operations at the east gate.

It just so happened that the head of the guard wrench and Jiuli, the person in charge of the refugee camp, were also here.

Without greetings, Chu Guang went straight to the topic.

"How is the situation."

Luca said with a solemn expression.

"My lord, the disaster situation in the refugee camp is very serious. Almost all the shacks have been destroyed. I have arranged for the workers in the long-term farm to put down their work and go to support the search and rescue work. At present, 7 people have been confirmed dead and injured. Twenty-one, and two others weren’t found... 80% of them are ill-adjusted."

Chu Guang's mood sank slightly.

Jiuli, who was standing on the side, said immediately.

"My lord, the original camp is no longer able to live in. Please allow us to enter the farm. We can assure you that it will not cause you trouble."

Before Chu Guang opened his mouth, the wrench looked at Jiuli and said for him.

"Even if you enter the farm, there are not enough rooms for you to live in. The new apartment is still under construction. Even if you enter, you can only lay the ground floor in the open space. This will not solve any problems."

Jiuli said anxiously.

"At least the wall can block part of the wind..."

"How is it possible?" Wrench shook his head. "The roof of our guard station was blown away. I just let someone pick it up."

Jiuli was at a loss for words and wanted to say something, when old Luca saw this, he also persuaded him.

"The wrench is telling the truth, even if we allow all of you to come in, it won't make things better."

Wrench is really telling the truth, Changjiu Farm simply cannot accommodate so many people.

The scale of the refugee camp has grown from 187 people at the beginning to nearly 300 people now. Coupled with the more than 100 villagers in Dongliu Camp, the population might be more than 500.

The previous dormitories left by the Pioneer crews were only 200 single rooms in total, and more than half of them have been rented by players in the Changjiu Farm and Elm District as offline places. The other half is used to provide those who have already found a job in the long-term farm,

The two "Home of Refugees" apartments currently under construction only have more than 400 rooms in total.

Putting people in is to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and it will not solve any problems. It can at best give them some psychological comfort.

Chu Guang thought for a moment, then looked at the wrench.

"Do you bring the map of the northern suburbs of Qingquan City? I mean the paper map."

"Take it, sir."

The wrench immediately took out a map from his arms and handed it to Chu Guang's hands.

Chu Guang unfolded the map, stared for a while, and finally locked in an abandoned department store not far from the new industrial area.

His cattle and horse team had found a personal shelter there before, where Boss Xia's workbench was found.

Chu Guang still remembered clearly that there were two underground garages there, the space was very large, and the radiation and slime bacteria in it had been cleared before.

Although a small amount of alien species may have spread there during this time, the number should not be large, and it is not difficult to clean up.

In particular, the most important thing is that the location of this department store is not too far from here, only about five kilometers, and it is close to the new industrial area, perhaps it can find some work for some of them.

The only flaws may be ventilation and sanitation issues, but these issues are minor issues in the face of severe snowstorms.

Before the beginning of spring next year, Chu Guang intends to temporarily relocate the refugees here. The conditions here are not very good, but it is better than fending off in the wilderness.

Using a pen to draw a circle on the map, Chu Guang handed it to Jiuli, who was standing aside, and ordered.

"The area near Changjiu Farm is wasteland. Except for withered shrubs and shrubs, it is just undulating mud. There is no shelter from the wind and rain, and there is not enough material for you to rebuild in a short period of time. Camp."

"This blizzard will come again at some point. It is not a wise choice to rebuild a camp. Before the end of the winter, we must use the ruins of the pre-war society to build temporary shelters. I know this is not easy, alien species. , Disease...many problems need to be overcome, but this is the only option that allows more people to survive right now."

"I need you to organize manpower to bring the refugees to the resettlement area on the map. I will arrange for guards to assist you in establishing temporary shelters there."

"Afterwards, a batch of wood will be delivered to you. I will arrange staff to assist you in making fuel. I will try my best to find a way for the food. The ration standard will be the same as when I was here. I cannot guarantee how good it is, but I It can be guaranteed that no one will die of hunger and cold."

Although he was in a heavy mood, Jiuli knew in his heart that this was the most realistic choice.

Wei Weihan, he respectfully said.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord."

Whether it is to calm the migrants' emotions or arrange the transfer of work, it takes time. Jiuli did not delay here, and quickly turned and left with the map and the manager's promise.

Let Luca assist him in the past, and Chu Guang was not idle after explaining the work. Then, using the administrator's authority, he released a task without threshold restrictions on the task channel.

The task will be posted at the door of the warehouse at the same time, for the newcomers who have not yet obtained the VM.

[Task: Changjiu Farm needs wood! 】

[Release target: all players]

...

Outpost.

A group of cute newcomers gathered in front of the task notice board at the door of the warehouse, staring at the line on the list, one or two eyes protruding.

[Task: Changjiu Farm needs wood! 】

[Requirement: Cut down the marked trees in the selected area, and drag the felled trees to the designated place for loading]

[Reward: Each tree rewards 2 silver coins, 5 points of contribution, 10 points of regional prestige (Longjiu Farm)]

There was a sound of discussion around, and all of them were surprised and surprised.

Even unbelievable!

"I rely on? A tree 2 silver coins?!"

"Give back 5 points of contribution and 10 points of prestige!"

"Ma, is this a limited time event? Why is the reward so high!"

As we all know, an LV0 liver emperor can only earn 10 silver coins a day.

After LV3, the single-day income will gradually increase to 15-20 silver.

The reason for this is determined by the game's mechanism, and the early contribution points will play a bigger role than silver coins. After reaching the level of citizenship, the monetary gains will increase with the tide.

The operator’s explanation is that only those who have made enough contributions to the refuge are worthy of enjoying the fruits of their predecessors’ efforts and occupying more “social resources”.

For ordinary daily tasks, the reward for cutting a tree is no more than 5 copper coins, and the smaller one may be two copper coins.

And now, it's four times over!

And there is no income limit!

Not only the cute new players, but even many old players above LV6, seeing such inflated rewards are very excited.

Canyon is on the run. Mole: "Could it be that the AI ​​made a mistake when it sent the mission? This income is too unreasonable, and the power system can't go to the sky?! It is strongly required to plan the task of adding agility to quickly make money!"

Spring Water Commander: "+1, the intelligence department is about to cry."

Kill the chicken at midnight: "The logging convoy departs, is there anyone following the car, the speed is private."

Kakarot: "Brother killer, take me! Hahaha, I'm a force!"

Elf Wang Fugui: "Brothers go! Taking advantage of the dog plan hasn't found this bug, let's rush the silver coins to the sky!"

Keep someone under the knife: "I'm so liver out!"

Quit smoking: "Oli here!"

A group of players slammed into the Elm District.

Especially the power players, all excited like children of 200 catties, the timber axe in the warehouse has been sold out, vowing to cut a piece of sky.

Unlike previous logging missions, this time the felling area is specified, and NPCs mark the trees. Only the marked trees can be rewarded.

The total area of ​​the development area is about 10 acres, which presents a rectangular area on the map. Pine and cypress trees with a diameter of more than 30 cm and a height of more than 10 meters are all marked.

Three guards and eight NPC laborers set up a temporary camp next to the felling area, used simple cutting equipment such as saw blades to process the wood, and loaded it on trucks in sections, and towed them to the long-term farm and the abandoned department store where the refugees were temporarily placed.

Some children will definitely want to ask, if I make the mark myself, can I cut a slightly thinner tree?

Of course Xing.

That's too much.

As long as the NPC is blind enough, it will definitely not be spotted...

Within 10 acres, Chu Guang sent the NPC to mark the wood and placed a total of 6,000 marks.

The duration of the entire task is preset to one week.

However, what Chu Guang did not expect was that in just three days, in the absence of modern logging tools such as chainsaws, his little players froze by relying on an axe to give all these more than 6,000 marks. Empty!

According to a tree and 2 silver coins, in just three days, Chu Guang issued a full 12,000 silver coins for these pieces of wood!

A total of 170 players participated in this mission, with an average income of up to 70.5 silver!

The best midnight slaying of chickens in the whole game. Just two axes were broken. One person contributed 120 trees and made 240 silver in three days. The logging level rose from 5 to 6, Chu Guang couldn’t help but want to give it. He posted the achievement of Forest Destroyer.

If this trend continues, Brother Killer will probably become the second awakening in the refuge.

The strength version is the strongest real hammer!

...

Changjiu Farm.

Temporary office.

Looking at Chu Guang sitting behind the wooden table, Luca cautioned.

"My lord, we have enough wood at the moment, and the fuel reserve has returned to above the reserve line you set, but food is still a big problem."

"The weather is getting colder and fewer prey can be caught. And we now have nearly two thousand mouths to feed. At the current rate, we will only have enough food to last until the end of this month... "

After listening to Luca's report, Chu Guang fell into deep thought and tapped his index finger on the table.

Wait two months for the first batch of corn at the greenhouse site.

The actual planting area is about 40 mu, and the estimated yield per mu is 700 to 800 kg, which is about 30,000 kg.

The output of the seeds sold by the Trailblazer is still guaranteed.

When the breeding in the planting area on the B3 floor of the refuge is completed, the entire greenhouse site strategy is completed, and soon a new batch of seeds can be planted.

However, the near thirst cannot be quenched by the far distance.

He can print banknotes at will, but after all he cannot exchange the printed banknotes for food.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Guang said.

"We still need to hold on for two more months."

"As long as we can persist until the end of January next year, the victory belongs to us!"

There is no more grain to search around~www.wuxiamtl.com~Chu Guang even sent someone to Brown Farm to see it. The granary there was indeed not much left, and the farmer did not hide the truth from him.

It is already difficult to find prey in the forest farm in Yumu District. As for the city... even the rats are almost killed.

After all, those slime mold species cannot be eaten, even if they are trained into active substances, those paste-like liquids cannot be absorbed by the digestive system at all.

If you do not intend to break through the bottom line of morality.

There is only one remaining method...

Sitting at the desk, Chu Guang pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision. He opened the drawer and found a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote six words on it——

"Wartime Management Regulations"

"Include some food varieties under control, restrict purchases, ration them uniformly, and centrally supply them."

This should last until two months later.

Perhaps he should have done this long ago.