This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 53: Just think of it as a benefit to the players
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"Huh? Already 30 reward points?"
Players have been a bit diligent recently.
Chu Guang turned off the computer and was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he opened the manager allowance and suddenly found that his reward points had reached 30 points, so he allocated 20 of them to the intermediate blind box without saying anything. On, the remaining 10 points are left 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, there are no muscle strengthening injections."
"It would be nice to even give a treatment needle."
Picking up the supplies from the conveyor belt, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.
It’s not enough to say it’s completely useless.
Just average.
As for the ten primary blind boxes, in addition to a bunch of colorful lollipops, the only useful ones are a 500ml bottle of soy sauce and a 500g bag of salt.
But this bag of salt is a bit interesting.
"...A single intake of more than 10g can increase immunity by 1~5% and metabolic capacity by 1~5%. Good guy, is this a legend?"
What would happen if a whole bag was ingested?
The idea of stacking buffs just came to Chu Guang's mind, and he soon realized how stupid this idea was.
Ingest a whole bag of salt.
I'm afraid it's all pickled up.
"Anyway, it will be ready to be put on the shelves tomorrow."
500g can be broken into independent small packages of 5X100g. It’s not too much to sell a package for 3~5 silver coins, right?
This is not too much to say in good conscience! At any rate, it is refined salt that contains no sulfur, no sulfate ions, and no organic impurities. It is the white flowery kind, and it also has a buff bonus.
It can be regarded as a benefit for players.
Soy sauce is not easy to separate, and 100ml sealed containers are hard to find. Just hang a 20 silver coin and put it on the shelf.
Anyway, if you are not a chef who plans to open a restaurant, I guess no player will buy this thing.
"That's it, go to sleep... Xiaoqi, wake me up at six o'clock tomorrow morning."
Xiao Qi, who was squatting in the corner and hung up, turned on the signal light.
"Okay, Master."
Chu Guang fell asleep not long after.
However, Xia Yan, who was squatting in the corner in the next room, couldn't fall asleep.
Except for someone's snoring, the sound insulation effect of this room is quite good. You can basically hear nothing when you close the door.
What really makes her toss and turn is that tomorrow is her first official day on the job.
Is the job of this "weapon shop proprietress" really serious?
In the past few days, Chu Guang fed her "good food and drink" every day, and she always felt uneasy in her heart.
After all, generally speaking, prisoners are usually treated with nutritious ointment with little nutrition, or simply sawdust mixed with bark, or something else.
Forget about meat and porridge, I’m thankful it’s normal food.
However, after these two days, she felt like she was almost gaining weight...
It’s easy to feel sleepy if you think about it for a long time. Xia Yan fell asleep without realizing it while holding her script book. And when she was woken up from her 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, held on to the wall and was about to stand up from the ground, when he found two walking sticks in front of him.
"Is this... for me?"
Chu Guang was happy.
"Who else here needs this besides you."
In the future, if possible, I'd better install a bionic prosthetic body on her. It does look a bit miserable like this.
"..."
This guy!
Why are you talking so irritatingly?
Xia Yan gritted his teeth, held his crutches in his arms, one on each side, and struggled to stand up from the ground.
Standing aside and watching her complete the entire set of actions alone, Chu Guang nodded approvingly, very satisfied with her strong performance.
"Not bad, it seems to be a good fit for you."
Xia Yan said stiffly with a cold face.
"Whatever you say... Anyway, I am your prisoner, even if you want me -"
"Okay, stop talking." Not wanting to understand this guy's thoughts, Chu Guang interrupted her without hesitation, coughed lightly and continued, "I will arrange work for you later. Now, you go outside with me."
The last time I breathed outside air was three days ago.
Follow Chu Guang to the elevator and go straight to the surface.
Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the nursing home, Xia Yan subconsciously raised his left arm holding the crutch, and narrowed his long eyelashes, feeling that the light was a bit dazzling.
"Did you build the outer wall?"
Chu Guang said casually.
"Evaluate it."
Xia Yan pouted.
"It's just so so. It might be useful against a few looters in the countryside. But if it were a mutant, I would probably be able to turn it over with something to put its feet on, let alone encounter a wave or something like that." ”
Hearing words he had never heard before, Chu Guang glanced at her one more time.
"Tide?"
Xia Yan said in a casual tone.
"Things that often happen along the Third Ring Road, you probably won't feel it here. Groups of gnawers start migrating from near the Second Ring Road to the Third Ring Road area, and there are also many crawlers among them - even A mutant stronger than a crawler... Even if I say this, you probably can't imagine it."
Due to the huge size of Boulder City, as long as there are alien species migrating north from the city, they will definitely pass through this survivor fortress.
The war between humans and alien species is naturally inevitable.
Although the mercenary team that Xia Yan belongs to is only a fringe team, it has participated in several missions to deal with waves.
When you act with a large force, the risk factor is not that high, and the money for such missions is generally very good.
In order to resume trade and production as soon as possible, the big guys in the city often spend a lot of money to invite them to take action, and provide them with ammunition without hesitation.
All they need to do is pull the trigger and press the **** of the gun with their shoulders.
Many poor people living in slums took the path of mercenaries during the wave.
"Indeed," Chu Guang nodded, "I have only seen nibblers a few times... They seem to be photophobic?"
That was when I first came to the wasteland.
It really almost disappeared...
Xia Yan nodded.
"Yes, not only are they afraid of light, but also mutant hyenas, jackals, moles, bats, flies, mice and other alien species don't like them very much, and they will treat them as prey when they are extremely hungry... so these guys often Crowded in the subway or sewer."
"Generally speaking, if you see one, you have seen a group. It is still very dangerous to encounter them in a narrow place."
After silently jotting down these clues, Chu Guang decided to wait a while and update the entry "Inspur" in the database of the official website.
But now is not the time to do this.
"...From now on, this house will be your studio. If conditions permit, I will find someone to build a new one for you."
"Anyway, let's make do with it."
Bringing Xia Yan to the door of the weapons store, Chu Guang hung the wooden sign at the door on the hook next to the door frame for her.
"I carved the price on the wooden sign, and taught you the corresponding skills. If you have any questions, just ask Xiaoqi... But it is on the third floor, and it is not easy for you to get up. My player They are all very friendly. If you don't understand what they are saying, just stare at them expressionlessly."
For a sociable otaku, staring with an expressionless face is lethal enough.
"Player?"
Because Chu Guang said this word in Chinese, Xia Yan did not understand what the word meant.
"It translates to 'shelter residents,'" Chu Guang explained casually. "You don't need to remember their names, and you don't need to deeply understand the meaning of the word. Just call them that."
I always feel like it’s not polite to refer to shelter residents as “shelter residents”...
But Chu Guang said so, and Xia Yan had no other objections.
Her identity is nothing more than a slave, and having a decent job is the greatest kindness to her.
"Remember, every time you sell something, you need to keep an account. I will check the books and inventory every day. However, the cheapest iron tube rifle costs hundreds of silver coins, and 'players' can't afford it for the time being. You The work shouldn't be too busy. In your free time, just help me repair that assault rifle, and make some bullets and weapons for me within your ability."
Xia Yan glanced at the empty room. Apart from a table and a chair, there was only a wooden board with nails nailed on it.
Some low-quality iron pipe weapons were hung on the nails, as if to prevent her from forgetting the price. There was also a wooden label with the price hanging below.
Xia Yan's eyes were a little dull, and he looked at Chu Guang and couldn't help but ask.
"Are you going to let me use my fingernails to pick out a gun for you?"
Chu Guang: "Can it be done?"
Xia Yan: "What the hell! Even if you don't have an electric lathe, you still have to have a workbench that can be operated manually, right?!"
There are often mercenaries who cannot find the bullets and accessories they need on store shelves because they use DIY weapons. At this time, they usually go to some small and medium-sized studios that customize machine parts or precision instruments, rent the workbench there, and process what they need themselves.
Due to poverty, Xia Yan has made weapons and bullets by himself. Although he cannot afford the high-end intelligent automatic processing machine tools that "input and form", it is not difficult to make these things with some affordable electric machine tools. Not much time.
But the situation before her was beyond her imagination.
Not to mention electric machine tools, there is neither electricity nor beds here. Not to mention various types of tools, even the most basic turning tools, boring tools, and milling cutters are not available.
This is an awesome weapon!
Chu Guang didn't care about her complaints and continued calmly.
"So, just say it 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 you can find them, I will ask the players to help you find them. If you can't find them, I will ask you to find them. I'll think of ways to buy them again... By the way, remember to write down their prices, I don't want to waste my money."
Xia Yan: "Lathe tools, boring tools, milling cutters, pliers and hammers, these are the most basic. In addition, I also need a slot with threads and scales... Forget it, I Let’s draw it.”
"Pictures are best. You can draw them as detailed as possible. Maybe my players can make it."
Chu Guang took out paper, pen and a wooden ruler, and handed them to Xia Yan.
After the latter took it, he frowned and started writing and drawing on the paper based on his memory.
Chu Guang did not rush 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 the painting, Chu Guang took the drawing and added two lines of words, then went to the warehouse and found the player on duty sitting at the wooden table.
Handing the paper in his hand to him, Chu Guangyan said concisely.
"I need these things on paper."
"If someone comes here to sell things, tell them for me and let them pay attention when they are scavenging."
"When you have nothing to do, just copy these drawings, draw a few more for me, stick them at the door, and also send one to the steelmaking blast furnace."
The warehouse manager also serves as the publisher of collection and production tasks. After all, it is too troublesome to dispatch tasks one by one by yourself.
The player took the paper and looked at it, his eyes widened.
[Task: Forge or collect a turning tool (with pictures)]
[Reward: 10 silver coins, 100 contribution]
10 silver coins!
Holy shit!
Equivalent to one day’s wages for burning cement!
If I could pick this up, wouldn’t I make a fortune? !
It seems that there is more than one task, there are boring tools, milling cutters, etc. of the same type.
No matter how greedy the player sitting in the warehouse manager's position was, after Chu Guang finished explaining his work, he turned around and left.
Although the task says forging or collecting, to be honest, he doesn't have high hopes for players to pick up such good things from the wasteland.
Not to mention that it is already the year 211 of the Wasteland Era. The pre-war society before the outbreak of nuclear war may not have used such "primitive" processing tools. Maybe people have already popularized more advanced production methods.
Such as 3D printing.
Although the technology of the earth in the 21st century is not yet mature, who can say what will happen in the future?
What Chu Guang really hopes for is that his lovely players can solve this problem with the limited tools and materials they have.
For example, the brothers who often exchange metallurgical technology on the forum are all on the list of the third batch of closed beta players, and a few more have been added to the fourth batch.
Except for those who talk on paper, he believes that among these players, there are always one or two who can really solve the problem.