This Game is Too Real

Abandoned town in the north of Changjiu Farm.

The whistling north wind caught light snow, and the blowing roadside branches swayed gently.

The truck carrying quadruple anti-aircraft guns in the rear was hidden on the edge of the woods, and the horizontal rows of machine guns were aimed at a snowy field to the north.

And beside the truck, Gray Wolf raised his binoculars and looked towards the north, his face was a little anxious, his mouth kept softly thinking.

"This is impossible……"

It stands to reason that when he fires the signal flares, a team of one hundred people will depart from Yuanxi Town and immediately go to Changjiu Farm to help him consolidate the defense of the fort. Follow-up troops and supplies will also be transferred to Changjiu Farm to be stationed in the northern suburbs. The territory of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

But now, it is noon the next day.

Not to mention the Centurion, he didn't even see the shadow of a person from the north.

A trace of irritation flashed in Gray Wolf's eyes, and he felt that he had been deceived.

Obviously, when he handed the flare gun to his lionfang, he had no intention of sending reinforcements at all, and even treated himself and his subordinates as cannon fodder from the moment he set off.

But why?

Grey Wolf couldn't understand why Shiya did this.

If that stupid thing possesses the intelligence and thinks it is impossible for him to get here, why agree to take the risk?

Even if he is a foreigner, he is still a fighting force anyway, and he asks himself whether his strength is weak. Even though he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out why Shiya gave up on himself.

The expression on the face of the orange standing next to him was no surprise.

Before setting off, the manager explained to him that this mission might be exhausted.

The predators in Yuanxi Town probably didn't even plan to reinforce them.

Because of some factors outside the battlefield.

With an assault rifle hanging on his chest, the orange standing next to him glanced at VM Time on his arm, and said blankly.

"It seems that your'reinforcement' will not come."

The gray wolf's apple moved.

"Maybe it was heavy snow..."

Orange ignored him, knocked his fist on the door of the truck, and greeted the player sitting in the driver's seat.

"The mission is over."

"Retreat."

Sitting on the truck, [Ward's athlete who Levin] yawned, started the engine of the light truck, and shouted into the rearview mirror.

"Close work, close work, don't really doze off."

[Aer, I'm going to the toilet cable], who was about to fall asleep, shook his head abruptly, then climbed back to the truck after waking up, and muttered while looking at the half box of ammunition.

"Oh shit."

"The sleepy Lao Tzu is going to be disconnected..."

It was the first time to be sleepy in the game.

The operator of "Wasteland OL" always puts extra effort in strange places.

Is it reasonable not to be online 24 hours a day?

Is it reasonable for the characters in the game to sleep?

No one can do this with the anti-addiction system!

...

I barely slept all night, and the work in the morning was piled up like a mountain.

There is no new movement in the north for the time being, and the next attack must come from the thousand-man team led by the black snake in the northeast.

In order to prevent a sneak attack, Chuguang deployed two patrol routes near the Zhongzhou Aerospace Ecological Experimental Base, using the old sites of the Dongliu Camp, Highway Town, and Battery Factory as patrol nodes to search for possible occurrences in the northeast of Qingquan City. threat.

The patrol task will be jointly undertaken by the guards and professional combat players. It is not only the patrol task itself, but also familiar with the terrain of this generation by the way to prepare for the upcoming battle.

By the way, Delat rubber is really easy to use.

It is not only used to seal the device, but simply and rudely made into a crawler, replacing the tires, so that the light truck can "fly" on the snow.

However, the poor quality of the suspension is a problem, and the people in the car may be uncomfortable. A small intellectual player was thrown up last night.

After returning to the refuge, it was already noon, and Chu Guangfan fell asleep without eating. When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was already afternoon.

"It's time to work and rest again."

Shaking his dizzy brain, Chu Guang, who sat up on the bed, lowered his head and glanced at his sweat-soaked clothes, then looked at the sheets and the floor.

"...This has to be misunderstood by seeing the designation."

Chu Guang just said to himself, a vibrant voice floated from the side wall.

"Owner who is okay, Xiao Qi won't tell others."

I don't know where the voice packet was stolen.

Is it senpai style today?

"Okay, you can shut up."

The sound stopped.

A line of pop-up windows popped out of the VM on the bedside table.

"QAQ"

"..."

After closing the pop-up dialog box on the VM, Chu Guang expertly took off his clothes and threw them into the basket beside the door.

Picking up the towel hung on the side of the basket, and simply wiping the metabolites on his lower body, Chu Guang put on clean clothes and went to the bathroom on the B3 floor. After a simple wash, he turned a corner and continued to the medicine on the same floor. laboratory.

Seeing Chu Guang appearing at the door, Heya slightly raised her eyebrows, her expression was a little surprised.

"Are you'upgraded' again?"

This is a new word she learned from Chu Guang.

Similar to "players", in short, they are words that "it is difficult to understand what is meant by just listening to the pronunciation."

"Yes."

Lying on the scanning bed consciously, Chu Guang said simply.

"let's start."

"Wait a minute! I'll put the samples away."

Stopping her work, Heya skillfully removed the slice from the microscope, carefully put it back in the sample library for cryopreservation, and then walked over enthusiastically.

Compared with the tissue sections of Death Claw, the genetic samples preserved in this refuge are obviously more interesting.

For her, this place is like a treasure house with unlimited potential.

It's great to be able to wake up 20 years later!

Walking to the terminal on the bedside, Heya stretched out her index finger and tapped a few times on the touch screen, operating the equipment proficiently and starting to work.

The scanning device starts.

After a while, the updated property panel quickly appeared in front of Chu Guang.

【

ID: Chu Guang

Gene Sequence: Manager (Phase 2)

Grade: LV.15→LV.16

Basic attributes

Strength: 17

Agility: 11

Physique: 16

Perception: 12

Intelligence: 14→15

】

This time it is intelligence.

Chu Guang closed his eyes and felt for a while, but maybe because he was smart enough, he didn't feel too intuitive.

Heya, who was standing next to the terminal, was full of surprise on her face.

Nerve cells are non-renewable cells. Theoretically speaking, the human brain will not add new neurons after it has matured.

At least not under natural conditions.

However, at this moment, the changes in his body have subverted her cognition.

Without the help of drugs or other auxiliary equipment, the fully developed body has actually grown twice in a row!

This is not growth based on exercise.

It's that the way of gene expression has fundamentally changed.

In fact, it is not just Chu Guang alone. Almost all the residents in this refuge have experienced many similar situations in terms of DNA expression that make her feel puzzling.

"Unbelievable... the speed of your growth is amazing! I remember that I had a physical examination for you more than a week ago? The last time it was the immune system and metabolic function and bones... So this time is it a neuron? Really Outrageous enough!"

Chu Guang didn't feel much at all, but felt that he had neglected to exercise a little during this period of time.

"Is it soon?"

Heya nodded solemnly.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't use the word incredible."

Chu Guang glanced at her strangely: "How do I think you use it often."

Heya was stunned.

"Have it?"

Without wasting time on irrelevant issues, Chu Guang turned the topic back to the issue of gene sequence.

"So growing fast is a good thing or a bad thing."

Heya thought for a while and said.

"It's hard to say. From different standpoints, the definitions of good and bad are also different."

Chu Guang: "What do you mean."

Heya: "In short, the growth of an individual helps to increase the probability of an individual's survival in the environment, but relatively, too complicated gene expression is not conducive to heredity... Can you understand what I said?"

In fact, this is not a big problem.

It is said that in the remote era of prosperity, a considerable number of people have abandoned their old social relationships and reproduced the next generation entirely through technological means.

Especially with the prosperity of bionic companion and virtual reality technology, it has directly accelerated the process of this social change.

After all, who can reject a paper man whose personality will never collapse?

Especially when this paper man can come out of the screen.

"That's right, but I'm not sure what I understand is the same as what you want to express."

All in all, it is difficult to win a lottery?

Chu Guang sitting on the edge of the scanning bed was lost in thought.

So here comes the problem.

So is this a good thing or a good thing?

...

Getting up late has the advantage of getting up late. In the evening, it is the busiest time of the North Gate Market, and you can eat as soon as you open your eyes.

The bonfire standing at the north gate has been extinguished, but the festive atmosphere is not inferior to last night.

Even warmer than last night.

The popular snacks at the celebration were preserved and continued to shine in the market.

The prey collected from the wasteland by the players racked their brains, and the unused ingredients, greatly enriched the recipes of the local residents.

Sure enough, eating is always the first pursuit of man.

Only when they are full, will people have the mind to think about other things and think about how to improve their lives.

When Chu Guang was strolling in the market, he found that members of the Frostspear clan were selling a black and red dye made of shellac.

This is the technology they brought from the northern survivor settlement. The raw material is some small bugs that are not rare in the wasteland, but until here, this technology has been useless.

And when the people of the Frostspear clan discovered at the celebration that the blue coats needed paint, they immediately made this thing.

Facts have proved that the performance of this dye is indeed very good, especially for silk fabrics. The wetting power is very good. After successful coloring, the color will not fade after repeated scrubbing.

In addition, the people of the Iron Axe tribe have also found some experience in spinning, and at the booth of Qiucao Qiuye sisters, many varieties that Chuguang had never seen before were born.

For example, some beautiful accessories, durable gloves, scarves or socks.

Some of the products were obviously taught to them by Fujito.

A prosperous bazaar helps to boost the morale of producers, and the rewards for production by commodity circulation help stimulate creativity and encourage people to improve production tools and production methods, thereby driving the overall prosperity of the entire survivor’s stronghold.

Chu Guang walking in the market can intuitively feel that the harsh winter and the negative impact of the "Wartime Regulations" are slowly fading.

The bud of prosperity seems to come earlier than spring.

On almost everyone's face, he could feel the vigorous vigor, as well as the expectation and yearning for tomorrow's life.

On the wasteland, it is almost hard to see.

When passing by the barbecue stall, Chu Guang bought a few skewers.

The oily meaty smell penetrated into the tip of his nose, which made him move his index finger after he hadn't eaten all day, and it was satisfying to bite it down.

Just as Chu Guang was thinking about whether to drink something, he happened to hear a familiar shout from a mushroom stall not far away.

"Fresh devil jelly!"

"Just made it, come buy ducks everybody!"

Are the mushroom stalls open?

It seems that this winter is indeed passing soon.

Chu Guang, surprised in his heart, looked at Boss Crow's booth.

Unfortunately, there is no mushroom soup that countless NPCs and players are thinking about there. Instead, it is a big bucket.

On the wooden table next to the big barrel, there are several delicate small bowls with crystal clear jelly inside, which look like jelly.

Chu Guang remembered that it seemed to be a masterpiece of Teng Teng. The devil pupa was boiled into a jelly and made into something like a bamboo shoot jelly. It tasted strangely, and its appearance was not as unappetizing as the devil pupa looked at.

After the end of the New Year's event, the beautiful and kind Fujito seems to have passed this craft to Yaya, and Yaya who smelled the business opportunity immediately stunned the stall.

The only pity is that this amount is too small.

It would be nice if she was half her age.

Not long after the yelling sound, a large circle of players surrounded Mushroom Beach unexpectedly.

"Hey! Mr. Duck's mushroom stall has opened?!"

"Hey! Not a mushroom!"

"Damn it, why are you selling weird food? How is this different from selling dog meat?"

"Where is the mushroom soup? I want to be able to see Xiao Keli's mushrooms!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu can not see the big mushrooms eaten raw, what's the point of a mushroom stall without talent!"

"Wait, the jelly seems good too?"

"Good brother, I suddenly had a bold idea"

"Go away!"

The blushing crow raised his hand and a bowl of Devil Frozen smashed it past. The player who was hit was overjoyed and picked up the bowl and ran away.

Yaya, who was still breathing, realized that he was being routine, and regretted immediately.

Damn it, careless!

I lost a bowl just after opening, and it was a blood loss!

But ridicule belongs to ridicule, everyone takes care of Boss Crow's business.

After all, that was the first meal that many players ate after entering the game, and the five copper coins given by the novice gift package were just enough to buy a bowl.

The bowl of mushroom soup carries their memories of the distant version, even longer than the history of the North Gate Market.

After the little player finished eating, he quickly returned the bowl, and said sorry, it was delicious, and said with a hippie smile that he would dare next time.

Other players also took out VMs one after another, ready to pay for their feelings.

But when they learned the price, everyone was stunned.

"Wait a minute, is this jelly too expensive for a silver coin?"

"Yes! Your bowl is only half an apple, which is too small!?"

"I take Sister Ya as my brother, and Sister Ya takes me as the prince."

"It's too dark, it's too dark!"

Seeing everyone complaining, and the rhythm was full, Yaya suddenly became anxious, and quickly argued.

"The ramen next door is sold for ten silver coins a bowl, I, I, I sell one silver coin too much?"

Zhang Hai, who was pulling the noodles at the ramen stall next door, was immediately unhappy when he heard it, and stared at him.

"Damn!"

"When did I sell it so expensive?"

Irena, who was eating noodles, raised her head and couldn't help but uttered a word.

"You really didn't sell it so expensive, but you cut the meat, two pieces are really thinner than one piece."

Zhang Hai glanced at him nonchalantly.

"Do you know a hammer? This is the most authentic drip."

When the diners heard it, there was a scolding sound.

These profiteers are too dark!

Hang on the street light!

Holding the roasted wild boar skewers that he had just bought in his hand, watching the noisy little players, Chu Guang couldn't help showing an old father's smile on his face.

so good.

It seems that we have to find excuses to hold more celebrations in the future.

Just wait for the crisis in the northern suburbs to be resolved!

If the situation is optimistic, the ceremony to celebrate spring ploughing may be held together with the triumphant ceremony.

However, the prerequisite for all good visions for the future is that they must drive away the jackals from the north.

Otherwise, everything is just empty talk.

Biting the last bite of meat on the skewers, Chu Guang wiped his mouth and walked towards the next stall with interest.

...

After dinner, Chu Guang strolled in the street for a while.

It wasn't until the sky was completely dark that he returned to the refuge, returned to his office, sat down, and started planning the work that should be done.

Usually, most people are offline at this point, but today there are still many people online.

It seems that on New Year's Day, everyone has nothing to do. It is also lying down. It is better to lie down wearing a helmet.

For the whole day today, the average online time of users has increased by at least 20% over the previous few days.

The total number of silver coins issued, a key indicator of the player's "liveness", also increased by 13% compared to yesterday.

Although a lot of money has been sent out, this is a good thing.

According to the economic system of "Wasteland OL".

Players' rewards from tasks and orders are positively related to the value of players' contributions to the collective.

Generally speaking, every time a player gets a silver coin, the value of the refuge is between 1.5 and 4 silver coins.

Even if the silver coin is obtained from the market or from transactions with other players, it does not matter. The value also exists, but it is moved from the warehouse to the market and precipitated in various forms to provide a basis for future transaction taxes.

With the consumption of inventory by life professional players, these issued currencies will return to the refuge, thus forming a virtuous circle.

In addition to the prosperity of the market.

Chu Guang also noticed that after the battle last night, five new Awakeners were born.

So far, the number of awakened people in the server has risen to 27, and there are still three people short of forming three full ten-man teams.

"A step away from the ‘Awakening Company’." Chu Guang couldn’t help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of joy.

Is it okay for one awakened person to hit three people?

In the same way, it’s okay for a company of awakeners to beat a regiment, right?

Although the predators also have the Awakened, and maybe there are some weird things, but the problem is not big.

His small players not only have higher purity, but also have a stable evolutionary direction. The most important thing is that the output is still large.

One life for three days, just ask if you are afraid?

After reading the report of the macro data, Chu Guang then opened the report uploaded by Changjiu Farm.

Among the trophies seized this time, there were about 101 rifle rifles, the remaining 21 submachine guns, and 32 assault rifles, 9 quick-to-throw iron fist bazookas, a number of molotov cocktails and hand grenades.

Based on the trophies counted by the NPCs, with the assistance of Xiao Qi, Chu Guang settled the players' rewards through a preset calculation formula.

Defensive mode and offensive mode have different war goals, and the number of kills contributes a little more war points.

Among them, the MVP is naturally the "anti-aircraft artillery" group. The number of people counted is 42. Nearly 40% of the targets were harvested by mosquitoes alone, which directly led to the collapse of the offensive team.

At that time, the shuttle cannon swept through, and the predator who had occupied the wall was directly frightened, and it didn't take long for him to jump down and shoot.

So that the "Edge" team rushed forward and became lonely, and the battle was over when they rushed to the door.

However, although the head is taken by the mosquito, the score is still calculated for the group score.

In other words, Brother Levin and Brother Toilets, who acted as drivers and fillers, can also get rewards provided by points.

Counting the points provided by the squad mission, the three got 480 silver rewards, as well as 200 contribution points and 1,000 regional prestige~www.wuxiamtl.com~. In addition, the three life professional players finally got them. The first silver medal in a gaming career!

Although it is a basic medal.

But it can be regarded as a light up an achievement.

Chu Guang, who had finally finished his work, stretched while leaning on the office chair.

Just as he was thinking about which game to pick up on for a while, a post on the forum suddenly aroused his interest.

The title of the post is not gimmicky, even mediocre, but the popularity of the discussion is unexpectedly high.

"It was an ordinary morning, about my friend's life"

[Owner: Don't talk about the calf]-

(Please take a long time off. The efficiency of staying up late codewords is too low, and it is difficult to concentrate. I will write after sleeping. Today is only 6K...)