This Game is Too Real

Chapter 8: This game can still eat!

　　【Instruction manual for active substance extractor:】

　　 [1. Active substances are the main raw materials for synthetic clones, including but not limited to the minerals needed to form the human body, 20 common amino acids, and 2 rare amino acids, etc. 】

　　【2. The active material extractor uses animal carcasses. Among them, the Chordate Mammal primate has the best extraction efficiency, with an extraction efficiency of up to 90%, followed by non-primates, and the invertebrate phylum has the lowest extraction efficiency, less than 10%. 】

　　 [3. The extraction efficiency is also related to the degree of spoilage. 】

　　As the task of recruiting players is completed, rewards and instructions will be credited to the account.

　　 Refuge 404.

　　 Chu Guang looked at the instruction manual projected by the system on his retina, and at the same time looked at the iron lump that looked like a coffin beside the conveyor belt.

　　According to the introduction, this thing is a device used to produce "materials for synthetic clones"-that is, "active substances".

　　 To put it simply, the function is similar to corpse recovery?

　　 But looking at the description in this manual, the corpses of the alien species seem to be within the scope of recovery.

　　 Knowing the usage of this thing roughly, Chu Guang dragged it to the elevator with the cart picked up from outside, and followed the elevator back to the surface.

　　 He didn't want to get the body into the shelter.

　　 As for electricity.

　　 There is always a way.

　　 The elevator rose slowly, stopped and opened the door.

　　 As he pulled the cart out of the elevator, Xiao Qi's voice almost came from the building at the same time.

"Owner!"

"What's wrong?"

　　 "There seems to be a situation on your player's side... a **** bird is attacking them! On the north side of the nursing home!"

　　 The **** bird?

　　 Chu Guang was taken aback for a moment, his face changed immediately, he immediately dropped the cart in his hand and rushed to the direction outside the nursing home.

　　...

　　 "Fuck? Brother Ye is really good."

　　 "There was something in the forward roll and dodge just now!"

　　 "Fuck off, I'm so scared! Don't stand stupid, come and help me!"

　　 The woods north of the sanatorium.

　　 A black bird stood on a ten-meter-high tree branch, his sharp eyes locked on the players on the ground.

　　 The legs of the bird are slightly curved, and the big wings of the kite are folded back, ready to launch at any time.

　　 After hearing the movement on Ye Shi's side, the other three players immediately put down their work and hurried over here with an axe.

　　 It may be that seeing the crowds on the ground, the black bird did not immediately start the second round of dive, but stopped in a place out of the reach of everyone to wait for an opportunity.

　　 Kuangfeng leaned down, picked up a black feather on the ground, and stared at it twice.

　　 "It's kind of like a crow."

　　 "Is the crow so big?!" He glanced at the scratch on the wood next to him, and said with lingering fear as he stepped back on Ye Eleven.

　　 "This thing should be a different species... Mutants produced by gamma rays or other things, I have seen the settings on the official website." Fang Chang stared at him cautiously, not daring to relax for a moment.

　　 Yeshi: "There are settings on the official website?! Isn't it just an appointment page?"

　　 Kuangfeng: "That was a few days ago... Yesterday the official website was updated with new features, haven't you seen it?"

　　 "Don't be nonsense, what should we do now? Just do it like that?" Ye Shi took another nervous step back.

　　 Now the one closest to the bird has turned into a violent wind.

　　 Four people and one bird are in a stalemate.

　　 At this moment, a "swish" blasted across the heads of the four, and slammed straight towards the big bird.

　　 "Yup!"

　　 Although the stone didn't hit it, it shocked the big bird, flew up and jumped onto another branch.

　　 When it flapped its wings and finally stabilized its figure on the branch, it saw the man on the ground picking up a stone again and threw it towards him.

　　 Otori was completely angry.

　　 It was the first time I saw it, in this territory that belonged to it, a guy who dared to be so arrogant to himself.

　　 The bent legs slammed into the air, and it leaped into the air from the tree branches like a cannonball that pierced into Chu Guang.

　　 The sharp claws stretch forward like an open hook.

　　 However, a beast is always a beast.

　　 Throwing away the stone in his hand, Chu Guang skillfully grasped the steel pipe inserted on the ground, and pierced the sharp end fiercely.

　　 Between the sparks and the fire, there is no time to dodge.

　　 Although the big bird flapped its wings in surprise at the moment Chu Guang picked up the guy he hadn't seen before, it was almost impossible to get it under the influence of inertia.

　　 The water pipe was like a javelin, and it plunged into its chest fiercely.

　　 "呷—!"

　　 The screams echoed in the forest.

　　 Bloody feathers are flying around.

　　 Looking at the big bird struggling to fly away, Chu Guang silently stepped forward and picked up the **** water pipe from the ground.

　　 "This is not a crow."

　　 "Its scientific name is Falcon... probably two hundred years ago."

　　 The four players stared at him dumbfounded, and were stunned by this fluent movement.

　　 Fuck!

　　 So strong!

　　 However, they didn't know that for the absolute majority of survivors who could walk alone on the wasteland, this level of skill was nothing more than a basic exercise.

　　 In the past five months, Chu Guang hadn’t learned anything else, but he had learned the skill of throwing javelins.

　　 Otherwise, he wouldn't have a chance to stand here and pretend.

　　 "Falcon?! Is it so big?" Kuangfeng said in surprise, which subverted his understanding of birds.

　　 The abbot swallowed.

　　 "Because of gamma rays?"

"It's not just gamma rays. Viruses, bacteria, genetic weapons... all kinds of factors together cause everything we see today. Of course, alien species are just one of the threats we face. In some cases, people are more dangerous than them. ."

　　 Chu Guang looked up at the pine tree in front of the four players, and then said.

　　 "The falcon just now made a nest on this tree. No wonder so many of you didn't leave."

　　 Generally speaking, birds seldom actively provoke terrestrial creatures that are larger than themselves. Their diets are mainly mutant cockroaches, mice, and squirrels.

　　 Although the beast flew away, he didn't fly far, so he was probably waiting to die on a nearby tree.

　　 This kind of sharp water pipe, although its penetration is not strong, but the hollow inside is a natural bloodletting trough, as long as a hole is pierced in the body, it is almost mortal.

　　 Let alone a bird, even if people are next to each other, it is difficult to suture the wound.

　　 Yeju lowered his head in shame.

　　 "Sorry... I patronized cutting wood, but didn't notice."

　　 "Don't be sorry," Chu Guang raised his head and glanced, "Bird eggs are a good thing."

　　 I'll have a blessing in a while.

　　...

　　 Chu Guang's judgment was quickly verified.

　　 Under a tree with a crooked neck, he found the dead black bird.

Bleeding it with a dagger, peeling off its feathers, Chu Guang threw it into an iron pan, placed it on a stove made of bricks, stuffed dry branches and dead leaves under the stove, and took what he bought before. The match is lit.

　　 The cooking smoke rises.

　　 Before the water boiled, Chu Guang took the boiled bird out of the pot, skewered it with steel bars, and grilled it directly on the fire.

　　 There are those few bird eggs that are baked together.

　　 There is no salt and no spices.

　　 But even so, it's much better than cooked half-green green wheat paste.

　　 "Is this stuff... edible?"

　　 Looking at the "mutant" on the iron frame, Ye Shi felt repelled instinctively, but he swallowed unsatisfactorily as the fragrance continued to stir.

　　 I can eat in the game!

　　 This is definitely a surprise for foodies.

　　 And this also made him instantly feel that the hard work of the morning was worth it.

　　 "You can eat it when it's cooked, and I will tell you what can't be eaten." Chu Guang slowly turned the grill, letting all sides of the food be fully heated.

　　 There are not many opportunities to eat game in the wasteland.

　　 Even if you can catch edible game like this occasionally, it will quickly break down due to lack of preservation methods.

　　 Here, salt is a more scarce material than electricity.

　　 Especially for survivors living in inland cities like Qingquan City, it is not realistic to pickle food with a lot of salt.

　　 As for something like a refrigerator, I heard that there is one in the mayor’s castle, but Chu Guang has only heard of it, and has not really seen it.

　　 Of course, the survivors are not completely helpless.

　　For example, Mr. Brown’s farm, the survivor’s stronghold next door, produces a tobacco leaf rich in aromatic compounds such as tar and aldol, which can extend the shelf life of food for several months even if it is smoked without salt.

　　 "Master Manager, how much wood do we need. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.com"

　　Waiting for food to cook is a torment.

　　 In order to divert attention from the food, Fang Chang took the initiative to open the chatterbox.

　　 Hearing this question, Chu Guang replied casually.

　　 "How many cuts as many."

　　 The players looked at each other, showing little enthusiasm.

　　 Chu Guang didn't pay much attention at first, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of something.

　　 They are "players", that is, "outsiders".

　　 Different from the self who has already crossed here, they can leave here at any time, and there is no urgency to survive.

　　 Even if they tell them the importance of storing wood, they will never really understand what this sentence means.

　　 The player's identity is determined, and their thinking angle is different from their own. Even if they don't mind the liver, it is difficult for them to continue to pay for things that are not rewarded.

　　 There is a mission.

　　 Naturally, there must be rewards.

　　 "Let me think about..."

　　 Chu Guang, who touched his chin, was lost in thought.

　　 Suddenly, he thought of an idea.

　　 "At four o'clock in the afternoon, let's count today's results."

　　 "Trees with thick arms, 1 point for every meter long. Trees with thick thighs, 2 points for every meter—"

　　 However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that his voice had just fallen, and the four salted fishes holding the bowl stood up with a cry.

　　 "Master Manager, I suddenly feel not very hungry."

"Me too."

　　 "Anyway, there will be a while before dinner starts, I'll go get two more trees!"

　　 "I suddenly wanted to chop something!"