This Game is Too Real

early morning.

Li Niu yawned and walked out of the workers' dormitory.

As usual, he first carried the aluminum basin to the public washbasin to wash, and then went to the factory gate to pick up two buns, planning to stand and go in to work after eating.

It has been two to three months since Li Niu joined the No. 81 Steel Plant and became an honorable worker.

Catching up with the crisis of the Bone Chewing Tribe’s invasion, the steel factory expanded production. With his hard work and cleverness, he was quickly promoted by the factory director.

Up to now, Li Niu has become a foreman in charge of No. 5 and No. 6 from the original handyman, and he is familiar with the operating instructions and safety manuals issued by the factory. Not only has his monthly salary doubled, but the residents of those shelters even matched him with a VM.

As we all know, only the core employees of the factory are eligible to bring VMs and communicate directly with the omnipotent shelter residents.

For the wastelanders living in this area, the VM worn on the arm is not only a communication tool, but also a status symbol.

It means recognition!

If there are no accidents, he will sit in the position of the workshop director next year if he is uncertain.

In fact, it is not just Li Niu himself. Recently, more and more residents of Beit Street have come here to work. Few people do the work of picking up waste and hunting.

I heard that Yu Hu seems to have become the president of the Hunter Union?

But Li Niu didn't envy it.

Firstly, that guy Yu Hu is really good at hunting, and secondly, he is quite satisfied with his current life.

No matter what they do, they have a bright future!

After eating the buns in his hands, Li Hu clapped his hands, and was about to walk towards the factory, but saw a little lively on the corner of the street.

Where seems to be the workshop of Goblin Technology?

Compared with the wide gate of No. 81 Steel Plant, the Goblin Technology, no matter the gate or the scale, can indeed be regarded as a workshop.

"What happened there?" Li Niu stopped a passing fellow and asked curiously, "Why is it so lively?"

The fellow replied.

"It seems that Goblin Technology has opened a new factory and is hiring people. I just took a look and paid 10 silver coins a day, monthly!"

10 silver coins can buy two kilograms of potatoes, or three kilograms of corn...or two bowls of ramen.

Most of the factories here include food and housing, and the wages they give can be saved. It is very conscientious to have 10 silver coins a day.

However…

There is Goblin Technology.

Most of the survivors have a bad impression of there, because they can always hear deafening noises from the factory building.

Strange rumors often come out

Some incredible weapons of mass destruction are being studied there.

Li Niu found that there were many people around the entrance of the factory, but few people applied for it.

He is not surprised that Goblin Technology cannot recruit people...

…

"Gan! Why no one!"

Only eight people were recruited throughout the morning.

Looking at the staff roster in his hand, WC really has a mosquito that can't help but explode.

Obviously, the treatment is the same. Why is the gate of No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant crowded every time, and I always watch the excitement at the gate every time?

Is this reasonable!

Obviously unreasonable!

After thinking about it, the mosquitoes only came up with one reason.

There is no doubt that I must have been "balanced" by the dog!

Mengxin, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but interrupted.

"Have you ever thought that your salary is too low?"

The other three players also agreed.

"Yes, 10 silver coins a day...you can figure it out!"

"That is, I don't do anything for this little money dog. I gave 10 silver and 10 tribute to the ammunition yesterday!"

"Damn capitalist! Watch out for being hung on the street lamp!"

These four people are new employees recruited by Mosquitoes, and they are all newcomers to the game in the Alpha1.1 version. The ID is also a very neat two-character nickname.

When I hear this ID, my age is not very big.

However, all four of them said that they had graduated, and even their diplomas were exposed.

"You cute new people know a hammer!" The old mosquito blushed and stared at the four newcomers, defending his Zhou peeling behavior, "The salary for NPC...10 silver coins is already a lot, okay? The 81st steel next door? The factory, don’t you also give these!"

Touching his conscience and saying, is 10 silver coins rare?

In the previous versions, the daily salary of these NPCs was less than 2 silver coins, so I have already given a lot!

It's all due to the fact that the managers have given too much money and given too much rewards for tasks, which has led to severe inflation in the past few months.

Earlier, the cute newbies only earned 10 silver coins a day, and there were people rushing to do 5 copper coins. It would be happily to give 1 silver coin.

It's like now.

The work of 10 silver coins per hour is too small for these cute newbies.

And they also plausibly speak of laziness

For the same task of 10 silver coins, running errands for the refuge will have a contribution point. Once the contribution point is in place, you can buy land and buy high-tech equipment.

Even if you run errands for Changjiu Farm, you can gain regional prestige. Not only can you open a store with a high reputation, you can also work in a municipal organization.

This is not much more interesting than part-time work!

Whenever hearing this argument, the mosquito couldn't help but sigh with sorrow.

Now the little Meng newbies, there is really no dedication at all.

If he doesn't work hard, how can he rush to T0?

How does Goblin Technology become bigger and stronger?

If it weren't for the professional ability of these four people to "repair engines", the mosquitoes would not hire these extra guys.

Seoling didn't believe this guy's nonsense, and rolled his eyes very shamelessly.

"Can it be the same? No. 81 Steel Plant is a refuge-invested enterprise. In addition to salary, it also gives gift certificates."

Chasing the soul: "Yes, and I heard that the companies controlled by the refuge not only hire for life, but also occasionally give pots and pans soap, oil, salt, etc., to work in the refuge for the first half of their lives, and to raise them in the second half."

Killing God: "Hey, for such a comparison, Goblin Technology is simply too picky!"

Persuade: "Can't agree more, capitalists are too hateful!"

WC really got mosquitoes when they heard this.

"Gan! How much money can that gift cost!? Also, do you take it seriously that those are all game settings?"

The four rolled their eyes at the same time.

Gifts are not worth a few dollars.

Then you are so special!

Ignoring these Mengxins who were against him, Mosquito took out his pen and notebook, and silently calculated an account.

After thinking for a while, he muttered while biting his pen.

"NPC's salary will be increased to 12 silver coins..."

"No amount of money will be earned!"

For a daily salary of 12 silver coins, one month's salary is 360 silver, and 20 people is 7,200 silver coins.

The thought of increasing the cost of 7,200 silver coins made the mosquitoes feel painful.

hateful!

Why can't we engage in slavery?

It's all wasteland. Is it too much to spend money to buy two slaves for work?

I don't care about what they eat!

In the end, the mosquitoes raised their wages.

The facts have indeed proved that there is some use in giving more money.

In the morning, those who were still watching the lively temporary workers, after seeing a daily salary increase of 2 silver coins, also came up to sign up.

It's scary to work at Goblin Technology, but as long as the money is in place, no one cares so much.

and…

I haven't heard of anyone who was killed?

Before the evening, the mosquitoes who had finally recruited enough staff finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to arrange production.

As for the reason for the sudden recruitment, the main reason is that Goblin Technology recently opened a new factory.

The reason for everything is that mosquitoes learned on the forum yesterday that the gas masks in Boulder City are very expensive and in high demand!

Even a civilian whose salary is only two or three chips will buy one for himself and his family.

The mosquitoes with a keen sense of smell immediately smelled the opportunity to make a fortune.

What is the just need of the wasteland?

That must be a life-saving thing!

The wave came, and the entire Qingquan City was shrouded in a cloud of spores.

Those slime molds and spores can't be killed with muscles and bullets.

Even the awakened person cannot bear the continuous inhalation of harmful substances.

Whether it is a trader going to Boulder City to do business or the locals living there, they need at least one gas mask to ensure their own safety.

After discovering this business opportunity, the mosquitoes were suddenly happy from ear to ear.

He went online without saying a word, went to the manager's assistant overnight to register a branch company whose main business is "military equipment production" and applied for a new factory.

What technical content can a gas mask have?

Three holes are made in the rubber, the plastic bottle is stuffed with activated carbon to make a filter, and the two rings of aluminum ring clamp the lens to solve the problem!

Because their neighbor Brown Farm has planted many cam trees, the rubber in the shelter is very cheap, a little more expensive than grain.

The plastic used for the filter is also very easy to handle. The most common garbage on waste soil is plastic bottles. And even if you don’t have to pick up the garbage, the chemical plants in the industrial zone can synthesize polyethylene independently from biomass oil, and the price is a bit cheaper than wood.

The mosquito studied it carefully, and after including the labor cost and the cost of purchasing raw materials, the cost of a mask is at most two silver coins.

If the scale of production goes up, the cost can even fall below two silver coins!

Even if a mask can only sell 10 chips, it is more than double the profit for him!

If the earned chips are exchanged for local specialties in Boulder City and shipped back, the profits will be even more terrifying.

Looking at the busy workers in the brand-new factory building, the mosquitoes' faces were covered with triumphant smiles, and he couldn't help boasting.

"I am a genius!"

The life-death following behind him couldn't help but spit out honestly.

"I remember this idea came from Mole, right?"

The mosquito said nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter! I was the first one to do it!"

Death: "..."

Ma yeah.

This guy's cheek is too thick!

…

Although other players are always complaining about profiteers, I have to admit that the mosquito's mobility and efficiency are definitely T0 level among all players!

From a post on the forum to a new factory with 20 people, this guy only took less than 48 hours.

While other players are still arguing about the market size and are showing their own design drawings on the forum, the gas mask produced by Goblin Technology has been put on the shelf at the north gate.

It perfectly explains what time is money!

The design of the gas mask is quite concise, even to put it bluntly, it was copied directly from the World War II movie.

The awl-shaped outline plus two oblate filters the size of a fist make it look like returning to the set of the German headquarters. The two aluminum rings sandwich a resin lens. The whole is a replica of the M38 rubber gas mask!

And because the people of the wasteland do not have high quality requirements and can be used, the mosquitoes can be considered to meet everyone's needs. The material of the entire mask is even less than half of the M38 rubber gas mask!

Mosquitoes simply named it N19.

Since the cost is only half of M38, so the numbering is of course also half.

Although this gas mask is full of grooves all over, it still looks much more beautiful than the thing that Old Mole made out of trash.

In addition, there are also twenty gray-black protective clothing made of chemical fiber cloth.

Although slime molds and spores have no direct damage effect on the contact target, for those players who fight deep into the infected area, this kind of protective clothing that can cover the whole body and does not affect the movement is still a bit better than nothing.

At least a little better than body armor.

In order to take care of the players' wallets, the price of mosquitoes is also quite "conscientious." The price of a protective suit is only 80 silver coins.

If you choose a mask + chemical protective suit, a set is only 100 silver coins!

It can be said to be quite "conscience".

The person in charge of the sales was a little girl from the Frostspear tribe. Mosquito did not give her a basic salary, but promised to give her a 15% sales commission.

According to the price of 10 silver coins for a mask, she will receive 1.5 silver coins for each mask sold.

In order to make money to subsidize the family, the little girl was also full of enthusiasm, and she yelled vigorously as soon as she started to work. That exotic face and sweet voice attracted many players to come and watch.

However…

Not long after the booth opened, players immediately discovered the problem.

Silver Sword: "Wait, why is the price of the suit more expensive than the single purchase?!"

Just about to pay for quitting smoking, he suddenly got excited and took back the VM that had just been stretched out.

"Fuck! Really!"

"Dog mosquitoes are crazy about money!"

"This is too dark!"

Seeing everyone's emotions and reaction so great, the little girl of the Frostspear tribe who sold the mask was a little at a loss, and looked at the mosquito standing next to her asking for help.

Anticipating that someone would complain about their own pricing, the mosquito dug out his ears with his little finger, stood out from the crowd, and said nonchalantly.

"What's the noise, there are gifts for the suit! Didn't you see that you also sent an engineer shovel and a belt?"

The engineer shovel was assembled from a knife head made by the No. 81 Steel Plant and a wooden handle wholesale from the woodworking hut. The cost is only 5 silver coins.

As for the belt, the thing is even cheaper. It is cut by the leather factory to make clothes. The wholesale price is only 3 silver coins.

At a loss?

nonexistent.

Make a little bit the most.

Silver Sword: "Can I just buy a mask and an engineer shovel?"

Silver Hand: "I only need a gas mask and belt!"

The mosquito shook its head into a rattle.

"If you don't sell it, you can't sell it. Engineer shovel and belt are gifts, not just for sale!"

Father Silver: "Gan!"

Quit smoking: "@#￥!"

Despite the scolding, many players still took out the VM and paid for the gifts. Looking at the gas masks and protective clothing that were snapped up, the mosquito's face bloomed with joy.

What is a life professional player?

Is this okay?

…

The third day of the Alpha1.1 version being online.

The countdown to four hundred helmets finally returned to zero, and the little players who had been waiting for countless days and months finally logged in to the game as they wished.

When they opened their eyes and allowed the dazzling white light to shine on the retina, almost every face upside down was filled with surprise and shock.

This light!

This wind!

This realistic touch!

And that solemn broadcast!

The immersive shock hits their faces, and every frame to every decibel makes them feel that their funds are burning!

And this is just the opening animation...

"Awesome! I actually played such an awesome game in his lifetime!"

"Isn't this much more awesome than that meta universe?!"

"The child cried excitedly!"

"Open the door! Let me out!"

"...You can only go out with your pants? Why don't you need to wear pants?"

"Can you take it off after going out?"

The voice of twitter is exactly the same as before.

Finally, when the broadcast was over, more than 400 cute new people swarmed out of the room and squeezed into the square under the guidance of the broadcast.

It is different from Vault 404.

The facilities of Refuge No. 117, which is neglected in maintenance, are slightly outdated, but the relative space will be slightly larger.

But these newcomers obviously don't care about it.

Being able to become the emperor of all nations and witnessing the birth of an epoch-making game with his own eyes is already a cheering thing in itself.

As for which refuge was born in, who cares?

Under the gaze of expectant gazes, a azure blue power armor stalked in front of all the players.

The bright armor and powerful warhammer focused the attention of the audience as soon as they appeared on the stage.

The visor of the helmet opens.

Looking around at the players present, Chu Guang cleared his throat, and re-read the opening statement that he had finally thought of, solemnly.

"...Now is the 200th year after the end. Fortunately, we have successfully survived the most difficult years. You are already more fortunate than 12 billion people to stand in, and now I need you to recognize it as soon as possible. Clear the status quo, and then fulfill your declaration under the banner of the People's Federation to rebuild our homeland!"

"The one next to me is my assistant. Its name is Xiao Qi. You can ask him any questions about the shelter or things you don't understand."

After the routine work was over, Chu Guang gave the rest of the time to his assistant Xiao Qi and the old players on the side.

The threat of the wave is looming.

There are places where manpower is needed everywhere.

Regarding how to play "Wasteland OL", these players are bigger than their brains, and they can be more tortured than their own.

All they need is a little bit of correct guidance.

When the task of "passing on from the fire" is completed, I believe these newbies should have a basic understanding of the rules and gameplay of the game.

After the opening animation ends.

The cute newbies scattered in swarms.

A little player with a probe, walked to the side of the quit smoking brother, and asked curiously.

"Boss, how should I play this game?"

Hearing someone calling his own boss, he immediately became happy when he quit smoking. He hurriedly put on a master's style and gave the player a calm look.

"What's your ID?"

The player laughed.

"Sixth in the corner! I play Sniper VI, and I can sniper, jump, and sniper blindly. If you don’t understand, just ask, where can I buy a sniper in this game?"

Quit smoking looked at him lovingly and said patiently.

"First of all, a basic LD-47 assault rifle costs two hundred silver coins. If you are new, I recommend the more maneuverable Pu-9 or the bolt-action ripper... Before you want to buy a gun, touch it first. Do it yourself."

The old sixth in the corner touched his pocket and turned out a coin with N and F written on the front and back.

"Uh, I only have 5 silver coins...what can I buy?"

Quit smoking gave him a surprised look.

"The newbie gift package has actually risen to five silver coins?"

He was still a silver coin at the beginning, and it actually doubled five times!

The sixth in the corner was taken aback.

"is it a lot?"

Quit smoking and smiled: "Probably enough to eat bowl of noodles."

Sixth in the corner: "..."

Quit smoking old fashioned patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged, everyone comes here like this. Anyway, you first get a fire-passing mission. I will take you to finish the novice mission. You can save 500 and contribute 50 silver coins to buy a VM first. Without a player interface, you don't do anything. convenient."

The old man in the corner was shocked.

"Fuck?! The system interface of this game has to be paid for?"

Quit smoking and nodded.

"After all, it is a function that we forced to plan to make. At the beginning of this game, let alone the operation interface, there is no currency for trading."

"Nice!" Old Liu in the corner looked at him enviously, "Big brother, you should be playing Gao, right?"

Quit smoking with a mysterious smile.

"Don't dare, this game is very deep, there are too many big guys, I'm just average."

Hearing this, the old six's eyes in the corner suddenly lit up.

Just for this sentence, it must be a big brother!

"Boss! Can you take the brother who took me with you to drive the black?"

Quit smoking and said with a smile.

"Yes, I can take up to four, how many of you have?"

The old sixth in the corner smiled.

"Not much, count me exactly four!"

Damn it?

Come in four at a time?

Quit smoking looked at him in surprise, raised his arm and clicked on the VM.

"What are the IDs of your three friends?"

"Give a sniper for nothing, a props guide, a new one when lost!"

Can.

This ID sounds like an FPS player.

Quit smoking entered the nickname on the screen, clicked on the application, as long as they went to Xiaoqi to confirm, UU reading www.uukanshu.com the task of passing down the fire would be officially started.

"Finished... if you have been in line for long enough, right."

The sixth in the corner smiled embarrassedly and scratched the back of his head.

"It's true that I have been waiting for a long time...Anyway, I only filled out the appointment when I saw the promotional photos of the new map of Alpha1.0 version. I have been squatting for a month."

Having said that, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This game has become so popular recently, the reservations are all over 100,000!"

Quit smoking: "..."

MMP!

It’s been a long time after waiting for a month!

The mood that was originally beautiful because of those big guys is not so beautiful in an instant-

(A bowl of beef noodles, I squatted in the toilet for half an hour...)