This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 203: Everyone goes through the winter hungry, why does your family have so much food? !
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Cattle and Horse Club Group.
There are really mosquitoes in WC: "It's strange, where have all the dog managers gone? I haven't seen anyone all day long."
Lao Bai: "Fang Chang and the others have gone on a mission, and they probably haven't gone offline yet. Is it really okay for you to say this in front of me? (squinting smile)"
(Group member "WC really has mosquitoes" withdrew a message.)
WC really has mosquitoes: "Gan! They haven't gone offline yet? Aren't the characters tired?"
If it weren't for the fact that the characters in the game also need to sleep, I'm afraid many people in this game would stay online 24 hours a day.
Lao Bai: "It seems that he is sleeping during the shift. I just saw Fang Chang on the forum."
Fried eggs with tomatoes: "Speaking of which, have you seen the post that Aguang posted on the official website? Version 1.0 seems to be coming out with a guild system. Should we set up a guild then?"
WC is really a mosquito: "Do you even need to ask? It must be done! The combat professional players and life professional players of the T0 echelon are all in our group. If we join forces, wouldn't we be invincible in the world! (Baring teeth)"
Ye Shi: “If you don’t understand, just ask, is the T0 echelon life professional player you are talking about me? (Funny)”
WC really has mosquitoes: "Gan! Do you look down on goblin technology? (angry)"
Ye Shi: "I didn't, I'm not, how dare I. (Funny)"
Fried eggs with tomatoes: "(squinting)"
Lao Bai: "Haha, don't be a fool. Some of the gadgets he made are very powerful. I might not be able to make them. By the way, Ye Shi, why did you come down? Have you completed the task?"
Ye Shi: "We are done and we are on our way back. We are now taking turns riding bicycles. I was riding the bicycle just now, but now the strong wind is carrying me, and I lie on his back and sleep for a while. Brother quitting smoking has not mastered it yet. The secret of getting offline is probably taking my time. I just washed my face and am waiting for a meal to change to Guangfeng's shift."
I didn’t trick Lao Bai into joining the team before, so Ye Shi called me to quit smoking.
The bicycle produced by No. 81 Steel Factory has a large frame and is more than enough for two people. Four people and two bicycles can just swap rides.
Fried tomatoes and eggs: "By the way, what mission are you doing?"
Ye Shi: "Reconnaissance! Another group of people came to the north of us. There were about 6 trucks and 5 machine gun pickup trucks with steel plates welded to them. The equipment was obviously better than the group we met last night. , 80% of them are direct troops of the Bone Chewing Tribe. They circled the experimental base twice before going up. They must have been furious by now. I seemed to have heard a few gunshots. (Funny)"
Lao Bai: "Haha, the fuel rods and supplies were all taken away, and the ones that couldn't be taken away were burned. If it were me, they would be furious!"
WC is really a mosquito: "Don't go astray, what are you talking about about the guild? We have to think of a more awesome name, right?"
Ye Shi: "Do you even need to ask? (Funny)"
Lao Bai: "There is really no need to ask. (laughing)"
The name Cow Horse Club has almost become an urban legend in the stand-alone game circle along with "Wasteland OL".
It would be a waste not to call the guild this name.
……
“Fuck! It’s so **** annoying!”
The residents of the shelter inquired, and when looking at the rewards from the blind box, Chu Guang couldn't help but curse.
There is no power armor.
The lottery results are as follows:
Two lollipops, three treatment needles, and an active substance extractor.
Chu Guang was confused and didn't understand what kind of weapon the active substance extractor was.
Is it because it can produce active substances used to make clones? Then the clone is considered a consumable item classified under the weapon category?
The indirect relationship here is too long!
Chu Guang felt that if this logic could be established, bionic humans should also be considered weapons.
After all, it can be used as a human bomb, it can also be used as cannon fodder on the line, and it can also consume the enemy's physical strength when captured. What is this but a weapon?
So...
Can I smoke it?
"Forget it, one more active substance extractor wouldn't be a bad thing."
In the past, when there were only dozens of players, one person might not die in a week. Now that the number of players has increased, and the strategy for the underground world of Qingquan City has begun, "natural" attrition occurs every now and then. The active substance extractor basically never stops when it is turned on, and is running at full capacity every day.
Chu Guang did the math and ignored the time for retrieving the filler. On average, he could produce 1 to 3 units of active material per hour.
If it is a variant of the slime mold system, the recovery speed will be much slower than that of mammals, with the output per hour being 0.9~1.5 units.
At the same time, factors such as the integrity of the material, moisture content, temperature, degree of decay, etc. will all have an impact on the recycling amount and recycling speed.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang made a decision.
"The new active substance extractor will be deployed outside the B3 layer."
This also saves you from having to cut up the alien corpses into pieces, pack them, and send them to the surface for refining.
Chu Guang has already regarded Shelter 404 as his home.
Bringing those **** things home made him feel a little uncomfortable.
……
The B3 floor of Vault 404.
Two guards carried a pitch black "big coffin" one after the other and walked out through the gear-shaped door.
Outside the gate is an underground tunnel that is not marked on the map. It is connected to the Qingquan City subway network and extends outside Qingquan City. It is unknown where it leads.
The current progress of players' strategy is about 1 kilometer to the north and 800 meters to the south. Due to the existence of the mother nest in the center of Qingquan, it will be more difficult to navigate towards the city center, even though it is far away from the city center.
The construction team at the outpost built a checkpoint here using cement, bricks and sandbags.
Two guards are stationed in the checkpoint in shifts. They are responsible for issuing tasks to the residents of the shelter, and at the same time, they also prevent these residents from bringing some strange things back to the shelter, or attracting some alien species that are difficult to deal with.
Although there have been no accidents so far, the administrator has equipped the place with a machine gun and 300 rounds of machine gun ammunition, as well as a simple 12kw wood generator and four searchlights.
In addition, there are two Iron Fist rocket launchers in the sentry, which are placed in locked wooden boxes, with the keys kept by the captain on duty.
This is like a small bunker.
Even if you encounter a tyrant, you can still hold on for a minute or two and close the door of the shelter.
After carrying the jet black "big coffin" into the checkpoint and placing it next to the generator, the young rookie guard straightened up and wiped his sweat.
Seeing the commander pull out a wire from the generator and connect it to this strange-looking device, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Sir, what is this box used for?"
Liu Ding clapped his hands, glanced at the recruit, grinned and said.
"You don't want to know."
As he was talking, two residents of the shelter came over carrying a jet-black Gnawer.
"We just saw a mission update!"
"Can the body of the Gnawer be recovered?"
Looking at the subtitles on the VM, Liu Ding followed the instructions of the manager, looked at them solemnly, nodded, and monologued according to the script in a non-standard accent.
"Yes, respected warriors, I leave this to you."
The two players looked overjoyed, walked forward happily, skillfully opened the cover of the active substance extractor, and threw in the corpse they had started to set up.
They are already mature young players.
You can produce and synthesize your own raw materials!
Elven King Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at the active substance extractor that started working, and couldn't help but ask.
"How many resurrection coins can this thing produce in a day?"
The fugitive mole in the canyon replied casually.
"I heard one per hour...but the synthesis efficiency of the Gnawer is very low, and the specific output is unclear."
"Gan! That's all?"
"No way, I heard that mammals only have higher synthesis efficiency."
Elf King Fugui suddenly felt something in his heart and asked.
"You said...how much can a living person squeeze out?"
The mole on the run in the canyon glanced at him.
"I haven't tried it before, why don't you lie down and try it?"
"Are you the devil???"
Liu Ding glanced at the VM. There were no subtitles on it. He thought these people were not talking to him.
The young guards on the side looked at these warriors with longing.
When will I be as strong and brave as them, fighting those terrifying aliens alone...
……
The east entrance of the outpost.
About a hundred meters away from the trench in front of the wall, the tribesmen were walking through the snow under the morning sun, carrying buckets and walking towards Linghu Lake in the west.
Start the day with water.
Now in December, the surface of Linghu Lake has frozen, and people can even run on the lake near the shore. They needed to carve out the surface of the lake to get the fresh water they needed.
If you are lucky, you may be able to get two fish that breathe through the ice.
Because some time ago, a new fleeing tribe settled here, and the tribesmen who were separated during the journey also found here one after another, and the originally sparsely populated village also seemed to be much more lively.
However, although the two tribes are located next to each other with only a trail in between, they have not completely merged together to form the same village.
Even though they are still friendly to each other, and they have even become a newlywed couple recently, the two parties have a tacit understanding of maintaining a certain distance, neither being too distant, nor presumptuously getting too close.
The new tribe leader planted a spear at the door of his settlement as a totem of the tribe.
When Wu Tieaxe saw this, he followed suit. He found a wooden stake and placed it at the entrance of the settlement, and stuck an ax on it.
So the two tribes, Frost Spear and Iron Ax, were born.
While patrolling outside the base with rifles on their backs, the two guards stopped for a while at the east gate, glanced at the village of tribal people, and chatted casually.
"The area around the base has become more and more lively recently."
"Yes."
"I heard that among the newcomers to the Guard recently, two of them are Burakumin?"
"There is such a thing. I remember that they were two dark and thin young men. I don't know if they were sixteen or not. I was really worried that they would go to the battlefield and wet their pants from the bullets flying over the trenches."
It’s no joke if your pants get wet in this **** weather, it might be life-threatening.
"Speaking of which, is there going to be a war recently?"
"It's probably true. I heard from the brothers who came back last night that they had a fight with the bone-chewing tribe more than ten kilometers away. Rockets were flying in the sky, killing many people!"
Although it makes people frown when talking about war, none of the young men in the guard are afraid.
After all, even powerful enemies like the Legion have been defeated by them, let alone a group of barbarians who drink blood like hair?
They have no doubt that the wise and powerful administrator can lead them to victory, and those hyenas and wolves who dare to show their fangs to them will be crushed under the hammer of justice!
At this moment, a young guard trotted over from a short distance away.
"The north needs manpower! You should be busy now. If not, come and help us."
The two patrolling guards looked stern and grasped the slings of their rifles.
"We are patrolling, what's the situation in the north?"
Seeing the nervous expressions of the two people, the young guard suddenly smiled and said.
"Don't be nervous, they are not plunderers, they are trophies! In last night's operation, we dragged the trophies to Jiujiu Farm, and now a batch has been delivered to the north gate of the Wetland Park. The truck cannot enter the park, so we need to find a few A strong person helps with moving and unloading."
Hearing this, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed their grip on the rifle sling.
"I'll notify the warehouse manager, please wait a moment."
Transportation tasks are released to warehouse administrators, who do not have the permission to release tasks.
The young guard nodded energetically.
"Well, you don't need a lot of people, just about 10!"
In last night's battle, more than 30 tons of food were seized from the looters, as well as a large number of legion-standard weapons and bullets, and even artillery shells!
Part of the supplies were left at the Long-term Farm, while the other part was dragged to the outpost.
At this moment, in the square in the center of the nursing home, Brown, who had just gotten up, stretched out his hand to rub his sore eyebrows and couldn't help but yawn.
All night last night, the aerial images he saw from VM kept appearing over and over in his dreams, which kept him awake all night.
"Hey, our old landlord also got up so early."
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Brown turned around subconsciously. When he saw the person who was talking to him, his brows suddenly furrowed three times.
"Your mouth still smells so bad. It's really hard for you to survive until now."
Night Owl, who had his arms folded, didn't take these words to heart, and forced a slightly mocking smile from Scar's face.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm. Let's get down to business. How are you thinking about it?"
Brown raised his chin slightly.
"I refuse to express any opinion until I hear specific relocation plans."
Relocation plan?
Do you need any other plans for this thing?
"You are still so difficult to understand...just tell me, I plan to move there."
In response to this childish remark, Brown sneered and replied calmly.
"Is this what you think alone, or what all the survivors of Highway Town think?"
Nite Owl shrugged.
"It doesn't matter, I will convince them."
"What can I use to persuade?"
"We are no match for that group of marauders, and Boulder City doesn't care at all, let alone our life or death. If we don't unite, we will be defeated one by one."
Hearing this innocent statement, Brown couldn't help but sneer.
"Can you guarantee that those blue coats will definitely ensure your safety? Even if they have that ability, can you guarantee that they will not treat you as cannon fodder and throw you to the front line to consume the bullets of the predators? ."
To be honest, although Brown had placed his hope on the sudden rise of the blue coats, they could solve the approaching trouble from the north, otherwise he would not have appeared here.
But the plan he envisioned was for the Blue Jackets to organize a coalition that would appear at their doorsteps when necessary and work with them to deal with the raiders' attacks.
For this, he can pay a little price, whether it is food or something else.
However, Brown never expected that the plan proposed by these blue coats was to have all of them move here.
This is ridiculous!
If I really do this, it will undoubtedly mean losing everything I have now!
If you are afraid of taking ten thousand steps back, if you must run, why not run to the safer Boulder City?
It's obviously more civilized there!
The army becomes stronger!
It's much safer than here!
While the two were insisting on their own opinions, there was a commotion at the north gate.
I saw a group of shelter residents dragging wooden and iron trailers, transporting bundles of food in from outside.
Roughly speaking, there are at least ten tons of grain.
Dolu, who happened to be walking out of the nursing home and woke up not long after, rubbed his eyes.
Looking at the grains being transported from the north gate to the warehouse one by one, his green bean-sized eyes instantly became as big as coins, and he couldn't help but mutter.
"Where did so much food come from?!"
Everyone goes through the winter hungry, why do you have so much food?
"Eighty percent belong to those predators." Du Conglin walked out of the door of the nursing home, wearing a hunter's hat, with a mixed expression on his face.
The good news is that this group of blue jackets are very strong. Judging from these trophies, at least the black-light video was not made by P. They did have a fight with the predators and won!
What is worrying, however, is that judging from the amount of this food, the number of plunderers targeting the northern suburbs of Qingquan City is probably quite large!
Tens of thousands of kilograms of grain were transported to the granary one by one on carts, and what could not be accommodated had to be piled in makeshift sheds.
It’s just such a large amount of rations, and it has to be transported several times by truck. It doesn’t look like it’s prepared for one or two hundred people!
As we all know, those predators don't farm, at least not their own.
To be able to collect so much food, there may have been many family casualties along the way...
Representatives from other survivor settlements in the northern suburbs came out of the guest rooms one after another. They looked at the shelter residents who were busy carrying the loot, with different expressions on their faces.
Some are envious, some are worried, and even some are hesitant.
At this moment, a man wearing power armor walked out of the main entrance of the nursing home.
After removing the mask of the powered armor, Chu Guang looked at the strange survivor closest to him and spoke in a friendly tone.
"How was your rest last night?"
Hearing the lord here talking to him, Du Conglin from the Morrowind Community said with a reserved expression.
"Thank you for your hospitality. I slept peacefully last night."
"That's good."
Smiling faintly, Chu Guang paused for a moment, then looked at the representatives from other survivor settlements around him and continued.
"Everyone happens to be here."
"Then please come with me."
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(Next chapter before eleven o’clock!)