This Game is Too Real

Chapter 53: Think of it as a welfare for the players

   "Huh? Are there 30 reward points?"

   Recently, the players are a bit hardworking.

Chu Guang, who turned off his computer, was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he turned on the manager allowance and found that his reward points were enough for 30 points, so apart from anything else, he allocated 20 points to the intermediate blind box. The next 10 o'clock is skimmed to the primary blind box.

   However, the rewards offered are not ideal.

   At least not what he wanted.

   "A box of oral antibiotic capsules, about 12 capsules. A box of hemostatic bandages, containing two packs, can be used twice...Unfortunately, no muscle strengthening needles have been prescribed."

   "Even a therapeutic needle is not bad."

   Picking up the supplies from the conveyor belt, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.

   said that it is completely useless.

   is just medium meaning.

   And ten primary blind boxes, in addition to a bunch of colorful lollipops, useful are a 500ml bottle of soy sauce and a bag of 500g salt.

   But this bag of salt is a bit interesting.

   "...A single intake of more than 10g can increase immunity by 1~5% and metabolism by 1~5%. Good guy, is this a legend?"

   What happens if I take a whole bag?

   The idea of ​​stacking buff just appeared in Chu Guang's mind, and soon realized how stupid this idea was.

   Ingest a whole bag of salt.

   I'm afraid it's all pickled.

   "Anyway, wait for it to be put on the shelf tomorrow."

   500g can be disassembled into a 5X100g independent small package, a pack of 3~5 silver coins is not too much, right?

   Touching my conscience to say this is not too much! At any rate, it is refined salt that does not contain sulfur, sulfate ions, and organic impurities, the white flower, and there is a buff addition.

   is a welfare for the players.

   The soy sauce is not easy to divide, and the 100ml sealed container is not easy to find. Just hang a 20 silver coin and put it on the shelf.

   Anyway, it is not a chef who plans to open a restaurant, and it is estimated that no player will buy this thing.

   "Let's go to sleep... Xiao Qi, wake me up at six tomorrow morning."

   Xiao Qi, who hung up in the corner, turned on the signal light.

   "Okay, master."

   Chu Guang fell asleep soon.

   However, Xia Yan, who was squatting in the corner of the next room, couldn't sleep at all.

   It wasn't because of someone's snoring, the soundproofing effect of this room was quite good, and basically nothing was heard when the door was closed.

   What really makes her toss and turn is that tomorrow will be her first day on duty.

   Is the job of this "weapons shop owner" really serious?

   In the past few days, Chu Guang gave her "good food and drink" every day, and she always felt unreliable in her heart.

   After all, generally speaking, the treatment of captives is usually nutritional cream with no nutrition, or simply mixed with wood chips and bark, or it may be something else.

   Let alone meat and porridge, food that can be normal is already thankful.

   However, after these two days, she feels that she is about to grow flesh...

   After thinking about it for a long time, it is easy to get sleepy, and Xia Yan, who was holding the script of lines, fell asleep without knowing it. And when she was awakened from the daze, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

   "Get up."

   Looking at the man standing at the door, Xia Yan rubbed his eyes, and was about to stand up from the ground while leaning on the wall, when he found two walking sticks in front of him.

   "This is... for me?"

   Chu Guangle was happy.

   "Apart from you, who else needs this here."

   If you have the conditions in the future, let's give her a bionic prosthesis. It's really a bit miserable to look at it like this.

  "..."

This guy!

   Why is talking so annoying!

   Xia Yan gritted her teeth, stood up from the ground strenuously, with her arms creaking on each side of her crutches.

   stood by and watched her complete the whole set of actions alone, Chu Guang nodded approvingly, very satisfied with her strong performance.

   "Yes, it looks like it suits you."

   Xia Yan said stiffly with a cold face.

   "Whatever you say...I am your captive anyway, even if you want me—"

"Okay, stop talking," Chu Guang didn't want to understand this guy's brain, Chu Guang interrupted her without hesitation, coughed and continued, "I will arrange work for you in a while. Now, you Follow me outside first."

   The last time I breathed the outside air was three days ago.

   followed Chuguang to the elevator station and went straight to the surface.

   Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the nursing home, Xia Yan subconsciously raised her left arm with a cane, her slender eyelashes narrowed, and she felt that the light was a little dazzling.

   "You built the outside wall?"

   Chu Guang said casually.

   "Evaluate it."

   Xia Yan pouted her lips.

   "It's normal, it can be used to deal with a few rural predators. But if you change to a mutant, you can turn it over with something, let alone a wave."

   Hearing words that he had never heard before, Chu Guang glanced at her more.

   "The wave?"

   Xia Yan said in a casual tone.

"There are often things that happen along the Third Ring Road, and you probably won’t feel it here. The gnaws started to migrate from around the Second Ring Road to the Third Ring Road. There are also many creepers-even more than the creepers. Strong mutant... even if I say that, you can't imagine it."

  Because of the huge volume of Boulder City, as long as there are alien species migrating northward from the city, they will definitely pass through this survivor fortress.

   And the war between humans and alien species is naturally inevitable.

   Although Xia Yan's mercenary squad is only a fringe squad, it has also participated in several tasks to deal with the wave.

   Acting with a large force, the risk factor is not so high, and the money for this kind of task is generally very good.

  In order to resume trade and production as soon as possible, the big figures in the city would often spend a lot of money to ask them to take action, and they would not hesitate to provide them with ammunition.

   And all they need to do is pull the trigger and hold the **** with their shoulders.

   Many poor people living in slums took the mercenary path of no return during the wave.

   "Indeed," Chu Guang nodded, "I have only seen eater a few times... They seem to be photophobic?"

   That was when I first came to the wasteland.

   is really almost gone...

   Xia Yan nodded.

"Yes, it's not just photophobia, but heterogeneous species such as mutant hyenas, jackals, moles, bats, flies, mice, etc. are not too welcome to see them. They are very hungry and will treat them as prey... So these guys often crowd in the subway or In the sewer."

   "Generally speaking, when you see one, it is equivalent to seeing a group. It is still very dangerous to run into a narrow place."

   silently wrote down these clues, Chu Guang decided to wait a while to update the term "langchao" in the database on the official website.

   But now, it's not the time to do this.

   "...From now on, this house will be your studio. In the future, if conditions permit, I will find someone to build a new one for you."

   "Anyway, let's use it first."

   brought Xia Yan to the door of the weapon store, Chu Guang hung the wooden sign placed at the door on the hook beside the door frame for her.

"I carved the price on the wooden sign, and taught you the corresponding skills. If you have any questions, you can find Xiao Qi... But it is on the third floor and it is not easy for you to get up. My players are very good. Friendly, if you don’t understand what they are saying, just stare at them blankly."

   For the dead house who is not good at communication, staring blankly is enough to be lethal.

   "Player?"

   Because Chu Guang used Chinese when saying this word, Xia Yan didn't understand what the word meant.

   "It translates to the meaning of'refuge residents'," Chu Guang explained casually, "You don't need to remember their names or understand the meaning of the word deeply, just call them that way."

   I always feel that it’s not very polite to call shelter residents as “refuge residents”...

   But Chu Guang said so, and Xia Yan had no other opinion.

   I am just a slave, and having a decent job is the greatest kindness to her.

"Remember, you need to keep an account for every item sold. I will check the books and inventory every day. However, the cheapest iron-barreled rifle also costs hundreds of silver coins. The'player' cannot afford it for the time being. Your job should be It won’t be too busy. In your spare time, help me repair that assault rifle, and help me make some bullets and weapons within your ability."

   Xia Yan glanced at the empty room. Except for a table and a chair, there was only a wooden board with nails on one side.

   There are some inferior iron-tube weapons hung on the nails. It seems that she is afraid that she will forget the price. A wooden tag with the price is hung underneath.

   His eyes were dull, Xia Yan looked at Chu Guang and couldn't help asking.

   "Are you going to let me use my fingernail to pick a gun out for you?"

   Chu Guang: "Can it be done?"

   Xia Yan: "A ghost can be done! Even if there is no electric lathe, there must be a workbench that can be operated manually?!"

   There are often mercenaries because they use DIY weapons, and they can’t find the bullets and accessories they need on the store shelves. At this time, they usually go to some small and medium-sized studios that order machine parts or precision instruments, rent a workbench there, and process what they need.

Because of poverty, Xia Yan has made weapons and bullets by himself. Although he can't afford the high-end intelligent automatic processing machine tools that "input and shape", it is not difficult to make these things with some affordable electric motor beds, and it does not cost too much. time.

   But the situation before her was beyond her imagination.

  Don't talk about the electric bed, there is no electricity and no bed here. Not to mention various types of tools, not even the most basic turning tools, boring tools, and milling tools.

   This can be a ghost weapon!

   Chu Guang didn't care about her complaint, and continued lightly.

   "So, just say if you need it, don't let me guess."

"Now I ask you to make a list and write down the things you need. It is best to simply draw what they look like. If I can find them, I will ask the players to find them for you as much as possible. Find a way to buy... by the way, remember to write down their prices, I don’t want to spend the wrong money."

Xia Yan: "Turning tools, boring tools, milling tools, as well as pliers and hammers, these are the most basic. In addition, I also need a card slot with threads and scales... Forget it, let me draw it down. ."

   "A picture is the best. You can draw as much detail as possible. Maybe my players can make it out."

   Chu Guang took out paper, pen and a wooden ruler, and handed them to Xia Yan.

   After the latter took it, he frowned, and with the help of memory, he began to write and draw on the paper.

   Chu Guang did not urge her.

   It is not easy to draw these things so that others can understand them, especially for an unprofessional mercenary.

   But doesn't everything start from the first time?

   After Xia Yan finished painting, Chu Guang took the drawing and made up two lines, then went to the warehouse and found the player sitting at the wooden table on duty.

   handed him the paper in his hand, and Chu Guangyan said concisely.

   "I need these things on paper."

   "If someone comes here to sell something, you can tell them for me and let them pay attention when picking up waste."

   "When it's okay, you just copy it according to this drawing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com helped me draw a few more and paste them at the door. By the way, send one to the steelmaking blast furnace."

   The job of the warehouse manager is also the publisher of the collection and production tasks. After all, it is too troublesome to send the tasks one by one.

   The player took a look at the paper, and his eyes were all round.

   [Task: Forge or collect a turning tool (with photos)]

  [Reward: 10 silver coins, 100 contribution]

   10 silver coins!

   Fuck me!

   is equivalent to the salary of burning one day of cement!

   If this can be picked up, wouldn’t it be a fortune? !

   It seems that there is more than one task, and the same model also has boring cutters, milling cutters and so on.

   Regardless of how greedy the players sitting in the warehouse clerk's position, Chu Guang turned around and left here after he explained his work.

   Although the task says forging or collecting, he honestly doesn't have much hope for players to pick up such a good thing from the wasteland.

   Not to mention that it is now the 211th year of the Wasteland Era. The pre-war society before the outbreak of the nuclear war did not necessarily use this "primitive" processing tool. Maybe people have already popularized more advanced production methods.

   such as 3D printing.

   Although the technology of the 21st century earth is not yet mature, who is good about the future?

   What Chu Guang really expects is that his lovely players can solve this problem with limited tools and materials.

   For example, the big brothers who often exchange metallurgical technology on the forum are all on the list of the third batch of test players, and the fourth batch has added a few more.

   In addition to the people who talk about war on paper, he believes that among these players, there are always one or two people who can really solve the problem.

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