This Game is Too Real

　　 The construction site on the old sanatorium.

　　 The dust is rolling, the beating sound is constant, and the sound of unloading is ding ding bang, and it is full of enthusiasm.

These players seem to have endless strength and enthusiasm, pushing carts picked up from the abandoned construction site, transporting the stones one after another, breaking them with a hammer before transporting them to the cement kiln, and then pour them into the kiln. Coarse material calcined into cement.

　　 The player squatting next to him pushed the bellows hard, trying to make the fire in the kiln more prosperous. And not far from it is a charcoal kiln that keeps running, and further away there are earthen kilns for bacon and fish racks, the rising smoke and noise, and even drove away the birds on the trees.

　　 The players worked together to pour the fired cement into sand and water and mix it into a viscous grout, and soon the foundation of the first section of the wall was built.

　　 The green smoke swirls into one piece.

　　 This is like a new born tribe, young and full of vitality.

　　 handed over the construction site to Tumu-born [Knife Under the Sword], Lao Bai and Fang Chang have already begun to study the "indigenous steelmaking".

　　 The violent wind also improved its fishing traps, using mutant leech larvae as bait, and getting more than a dozen fish a day was no problem at all, and the scrambled eggs were left over to the scrambled egg brother to make dried fish.

　　 The aquatic products in this lake are more abundant than he thought.

　　 The only thing to pay attention to is that too much prey should not be placed in the trap, and the water level should not be too deep, otherwise the big fish that attracts can easily damage the trap.

　　 But these are minor problems.

　　 As long as you master the trick, everything will gradually become proficient, and the process itself is full of fun.

　　 The same goes for new players.

　　 You don’t even need to deliberately look for it. Everything here is so novel to them that it’s almost impossible to experience it in modern society.

　　 Many people sit in the office all day long, repeating tasks that anyone can replace day after day, losing themselves in trivial things.

　　 But here is different.

　　 This difference not only stems from temporary freshness, but also from a kind of satisfaction in the sense of self-worth realization.

　　 A civil dog who has not been in the management for five or six years on the construction site. Just shouting "I'm doing engineering" here will be immediately praised by other players as a big boss and entrusted with important tasks.

　　 There are also workers who mix cement and plaster on the construction site.

　　 The vast majority of players are ordinary people, and the work they do in reality may not be that compelling, but as long as they have a skill, they don’t even need to be prominent, they can get collective affirmation.

　　 The surface outpost of the refuge is also getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye because of the efforts of each of them.

　　In Maslow's needs hierarchy, this is the most advanced need. It breaks away from any low-level taste, and the spiritual pleasure it brings is unmatched by any taste.

　　The most important thing is that you don’t have to pay a big price to get it. Even if your tired muscles are sore, the tired ones are the characters in the game and will not affect your life the next day.

　　 instead, because of falling asleep early, the next day will be more vigorous.

　　 All of the above, Chu Guang, who returned to the outpost with the trophies, guessed it when he saw the players' enthusiasm.

　　 Of course he can't know what the players think.

　　 For managers, that kind of thing is not important at all, and they don’t care.

　　As long as the number of reservations is always greater than the players in the list, there is no need to worry about not having fresh chives coming in to sweat.

　　Retire?

　　AFK?

　　 Still the same sentence, please give the helmet and account to those who need it, and try a more primitive game method.

　　 Get back to the subject.

　　 The harvest this time out is quite gratifying.

　　 Two 5mm iron-barreled rifles, 62 rounds of 5mm ammunition, and three backpacks that didn’t have time to turn over.

　　 These were found from the two predators and the hapless man who was chased and killed by them.

　　 Chu Guang is a person who doesn't like to waste, including the mutant hyena that was shot in the neck, all put away.

　　 Domestication does not affect its taste, anyway, it is a different species to Chu Guang.

　　 threw the mutant hyena to the scrambled egg brother who was the chef, Chu Guang and Ye Shi and Jun Jun began to turn over the backpacks they picked up.

　　 "A match, a compass, a map and... a few pieces of jerky? And some plastic pieces? What is written on this thing?"

　　 Hearing Ye Shi's muttering, Brother Garbage, who had a weak paw, also leaned over, picking up one with interest and taking a closer look.

　　 "It's kind of like a casino chip."

　　 "Give me the plastic sheet, it works for me."

　　 Chu Guang confiscated the twenty or so white "plastic pieces" without any change, anyway, these things were useless to the player.

　　 Then, he looked at the jerky in Ye Shi's hand.

　　 "...Never mind these jerky, I don't recommend you to eat it."

　　 Ye Shi was stunned when he was about to take a bite.

"why?"

　　 Chu Guang thought for a while, using a euphemism.

　　 "Predators are usually not taboo, you can't be sure what kind of meat it is."

　　 Jun Jun hasn't reacted yet, and Ye Shi next to him has thrown away the jerky and started yue.

　　 Even in the game, he can't accept certain settings.

　　 Looking at Ye Shi's reaction, Chu Guang suddenly became a little curious about what these players thought, so he looked at Jun Jun and asked.

　　 "What does it feel like to kill."

　　 Jun Jun was stunned and touched his head.

"Did not notice…"

　　 How does the game feel? It's not that he hasn't played even more bloody.

　　 On the contrary, the blood effects of this game are not very exaggerated, so that he didn't pay much attention at the time.

but…

　　 When he rushed and pierced the javelin into the chest of the last predator, blood splashed on him, at that moment he suddenly had a desire to eat.

　　 is like biological instinct.

　　 Chu Guang glanced at this "lizard man" unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that the player's psychological quality was unexpectedly good.

　　 Could it be that dreams have faded the feeling of death?

　　 It still means that the players’ perspective on the world, there are some filters that they don’t understand.

　　Not sure.

　　 After all, this device was not designed by Chu Guang, and he has never used the helmets of the players, let alone whether the world in their eyes is exactly the same as the world in his own eyes.

　　 It seems that I will use the capacity of a planner to chat with the players...

　　...

　　 As of 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the fence on the north side of the nursing home has been basically repaired.

　　 I have to say that these players are simply geniuses.

　　 Chu Guang even felt that his own NPC was redundant.

　　 Although some talents are not written on the attribute panel, they are engraved in their bones. As long as they are given a piece of land, they will become a field tomorrow.

　　 Even if the server is reset, the world will be destroyed tomorrow, they can rebuild it brick by brick.

　　 The treasures on the construction site are not just the blue-gray stones, but also the piles of cement blocks covered in sacks.

　　 These things are too heavy for ordinary survivors to take away and use them, so they still maintain their original appearance at the beginning of the nuclear war until now.

　　 Although these cements have long been hardened and cannot be mixed with sand to pour the foundation, but another way of thinking is that they can be used directly as bricks for piling up walls.

　　 At least, it is much more reliable than the pile of yellow mud bricks burned by the old white!

Under the leadership of [Knife Under the Knife], the players drove the sawn four or five meters long pine into the soil, piled cement blocks transported from the construction site in the middle, and then inserted the steel bars stolen from the construction site to fix it. Finally, pour the mixed calcium carbonate cement on top.

　　 When the cement dries up, a simple but reliable concrete fortification is completed.

　　 As for the inside of the wall, cement blocks and concrete waste are piled up to form a slope.

　　 If there is an attack, the players in the wall only need to crawl on the slope, and they can use the cover to fight back against the offender.

　　Considering that the scale of the outpost will be further expanded in the future, a fortification can be built on the outside of the fort, and it can be used with guard posts and watchtowers for security.

"...The terrain of the entire wetland park is relatively flat, and the sanatorium is surrounded by a forest plain, and there is no steep **** to use as a shelter. I can cut down all the trees around it, so that any target that is close to the outpost, we can Found it the first time!"

　　 "Yes, brother dei, what are you doing in reality?" Old Bai looked surprised when he looked at the new player next to him.

　　 [Retaining people under the knife] This ID is a bit of an impression on him, but only a little bit. He only remembers that he joined the group a long time ago.

　　 I didn't expect that in the small game group, there are so many big guys squatting crouching.

　　Knife stayed under the knife with a shy smile, and said embarrassedly.

　　 "...I'm just a civil dog, a marginal man in the unit, drinking tea and reading newspapers all day long, and few of them look at me directly."

　　 "No no, you are at your level! To be honest, I didn't even think about it. I could actually finish a whole wall today."

　　 "Thank you, I’m really sorry!"

　　 It was already evening, and the horizon turned yellow.

　　 The scrambled egg brother, who is the chef, set up a cauldron in the open space in front of the nursing home, threw in the fish caught from the lake by the wind, and made a pot of fresh fish soup with pine nuts.

　　The players are all sitting on the floor, UU reading www. uukanshu.com one bowl per person, with a piece of dried bacon. One bite of fish soup and one bite of meat, just eat like this, it has a special flavor.

certainly.

　　 Not everyone can accept this flavor.

　　 For example, Fujito, who is sitting on the ground, pinches his nose and looks sadly at the bowl in his hand.

　　 "Uh, it's so fishy..."

　　 Whether it is in the game or in reality, she is very sensitive to smells and can't accept this kind of heavy-tasting cooking method.

　　 The scrambled egg brother not far away heard it and rolled his eyes.

　　 "You think I think... there is no cooking wine here, I have tried my best."

　　 The expression is clear, whether he likes to eat or not.

　　 "Let's just eat, this game will make you hungry if you don't eat," Ye Shi also comforted beside him, "Would you like to pinch your nose and pour it down? I can help."

　　 Fujito hides aside.

　　 "It's not necessary."

　　 Speaking of which, do NPCs also need to eat?

　　 Fujito looked around and found that the manager was not far away.

　　 However, he didn't dine with the players, he just stayed here for a while and then hurriedly left.

　　 And when he came back again, many players who were close to him saw him, his face was pale, and his mood seemed not to be very good.

　　 There was a commotion among the players.

　　 noticed the situation not far away, Lao Bai was curious, so he put down the bowl in his hand and got up from the ground.

　　 hurried forward, and he caught the wind which was closer to ask.

　　 "Brother, what happened?"

　　 The wind had a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice.

"It is said that…"

　　 "It looks like a dead person."