This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 394: SSSR-level mounts can’t be sold for too much in terms of weight, right?
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"You have obtained the authority of the gate. So, the "traitor" outside is dead. "
The rotten wood-like body let out a laugh like sandpaper grinding against a wall.
The Deathclaw Mother crawling in the hall looked at the players standing in front of her and said this in a relaxed tone.
What is surprising is that although the word "traitor" was used to address the Yong family, there was not much hatred for betrayal in its voice.
It has lived for over a century, maybe even longer. In the long course of time, it has seen too many new lives and deaths, and has long since reconciled with the past.
Tail tilted his head and asked in confusion.
"Traitor?"
"That was more than a century ago. There's enough history about our past to make a TV series worth hundreds of hours that you won't be interested in." The Deathclaw Mother said in a gentle voice.
"If you are referring to the guy who calls himself Yongshi, I did kill him," Si Si glanced at the VM on his arm and continued.
"In addition, when I realized it, the administrator permission was already with me. I want to know, is this permission bound to the vm?"
After she killed Yongshi, a special signal suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the vm. After selecting the connection, the function of connecting to the shelter system was unlocked.
Including opening and closing hallway doors.
Including adjusting the ventilation system of each area.
Also includes cameras for each room.
It was like a console in an RPG game, so much so that she thought she had discovered a bug in the game and accidentally unlocked the "developer mode".
However, after some attempts, she quickly discovered that this authority was not as magical as she imagined.
At least not to the level of a bug.
Complex functions are difficult to fully realize through vm, and may need to be paired with other terminals or auxiliary intelligent devices with richer i.
Otherwise, even if you get the permission, you can only implement a few basic operations.
Also, permissions can be transferred.
Combined with the task of "obtaining the administrator rights of Shelter 79" in the taskbar, I think that after getting the complete permissions, the respected Lord Shuguang will take away the administrator rights.
After all, the shelter is a public resurrection point for players. From this point of view, it is unlikely that the management authority of the shelter will be in the hands of the players.
However, this wonderful experience still made her think it was quite fun.
To the question of the girl in front of her, the Deathclaw Mother answered in a normal tone.
"To be precise, shelter permissions are related to life characteristics. Life characteristics that include cross-verification of multiple elements are the real key and vm is just the terminal you use to connect to the shelter system."
“VMs and bionic chips, hardware with life signature recognition functions, can mostly be used as carriers to connect to shelter systems.”
"I see." Si Si nodded thoughtfully and continued, "Then the authority of the shelter will be inherited by the person who kills the administrator?"
The Deathclaw Mother grinned and said.
"You have misunderstood the rules. The correct explanation should be that when the life signal of the authority holder disappears from the signal collection range and no successor is designated, the administrator authority will be transferred to the nearest terminal device holder. Inherited."
"Your m belongs to one of the terminals, and your vital characteristics are recorded on it. Although you are not on the registration list of Vault 79, you are in principle a resident of the Vault."
The rules may sound a bit confusing.
But Sisi still tried to understand.
To put it simply, if there is no heir, the person whose vm was closest before death will inherit the authority
What are the battle royale rules?
Seeing the strange expression in Sisi's eyes, the Deathclaw Mother smiled lightly and continued as if nothing had happened.
"I know what you want to say. Of course, there are loopholes in such a rule. If there is no designated heir, it will happen that the administrator's authority will be inherited by the person who killed him."
"Although the first-generation shelter manager appointed me as the next manager at the last moment of his life, perhaps out of distrust of me, or perhaps for other reasons, he did not give all his authority Instead of handing it over to me, the permissions were split into many parts and the inheritance rules for permissions were formulated."
"He wants us to decide our own destiny, including whether our experiments should continue."
"The irony is that although he made a lot of preparations for a rainy day, the final facts proved that it was all meaningless. What he was most worried about happened. Before we could cultivate leaders with perfect morals, , first mastered the ability to breed demons"
At this point, the Deathclaw Mother paused, then lowered her voice and continued.
"I will hand over the authority of the shelter to you, but before that, can you grant me a small wish?"
Although there are more direct ways, such as killing it directly, the mission does not require killing this guy.
Sisi asked simply.
"What wish?"
She could satisfy it if it was no trouble.
"I would like to meet your manager, just to satisfy my curiosity. You should be able to make a video call, too."
Sisi nodded.
"This is a reasonable request and I will convey it to him.
"The two-story Death Claw is incredible. You actually killed such an amazing monster? I mean, couldn't you let me study it before killing it?"
Vault 404.
The library on floor B4—or Chu Guang’s office.
When Hearing what happened in Vault 79, Heya's eyes widened in surprise.
But the reason why she was shocked seemed a little different from ordinary women of the same age.
After patiently listening to the complaints of the "league chief biologist", Chu Guang closed the file he had just sorted in his hand and sighed.
“Aren’t the evolved bodies in Qingquan City enough for you to study?”
While the players were conquering Shelter 79, Chu Guang, the planner, was not idle either.
Although he is not on the front line, he has been following the progress of the players.
Including the experimental logs recovered by players, including the strategy posts compiled by players on the forum, as well as analysis of the plot and speculation on experimental accidents, etc., he asked Xiaoqi to help organize and create files, divided into Electronic and paper files are stored in Vault 404's servers and library.
Although the plan ultimately failed, it was still an attempt by people of that era to save the nation.
When all this is over and the declining civilization enters a new era, he will send these files and records to the museum for future generations to evaluate.
As for Chu Guang’s statement, Heya said straightforwardly.
"Of course not enough! The mutation of slime mold is not an isolated process, but a common result caused by interaction with the outside world. The evolved body is only a subset of the entire huge system. To understand the entire system, more knowledge is needed Clues"
Listening to Heya's chatter, Chu Guang pinched his eyebrows and felt a slight headache.
Since coming to this world.
He increasingly felt that the nine-year compulsory education and 3+4 years of higher education he had received were no longer enough.
"I'm sorry, I didn't understand. Can you explain it more simply?"
Having stopped talking, Heya sighed softly, paused for a moment and then continued.
"In short, the research on non-myxomycete heterogenes and the research on mutant slime molds can promote each other. Can you understand what I say?"
Although I still have a little understanding of it, it is much better than before.
Looking at Chu Guang who nodded thoughtfully, Heya couldn't help but complain again.
"However, such a perfect research sample, a living fossil that has lived for more than a century, was placed in front of you, and you actually killed it.
What a waste!
What a waste of resources!
Looking at the indignant Heya, Chu Guang smiled lightly and continued.
"That guy is too dangerous. Keeping it might be useful, but we can't bear the risk of it getting out of control, so I ordered it to be disposed of.
After a pause, he continued.
"As for the research sample you mentioned, there is no need to worry about that. We just killed the uncontrolled mother, and there is another one in 79
In the shelter. "
Heya's eyes suddenly lit up like a lamp, and her hands suddenly rested on the table.
“Really?!”
Looking at Heya with piercing eyes, Chu Guang moved back slightly, nodded slightly and said.
"Well, its identity is beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that the big-horned deer **** really exists. I always thought it was just a legend."
The manager of Vault 79 has become the spiritual support of the wastelanders in the River Valley Province.
Although this sounds strange, it is not difficult to understand.
In the eyes of the clones being studied, aren't those researchers who "transferred their consciousness to Deathclaws" and "can control their life and death at will" just gods?
The "gods" try to create an "emperor" among them, constantly bringing disasters to eliminate the weak individuals, and allowing the individuals who pass the environmental selection to continue to reproduce, and promote the continuous evolution of their tribe. If religious means are used, Narrative style, this evil experiment can be interpreted as myth.
Later, some clones and experimental samples escaped with the "Yongshi", and naturally brought this memory with them to the outside together with their genes, and passed it on from generation to generation
Thinking of this, Chu Guang's expression suddenly became a little weird.
Since the legend of the "Big-Antlered Deer God" can be traced back to an experiment in a certain shelter
Could the "Sand Sea Spirit" in Luoxia Province be related to some unknown secret experiment?
The more Chu Guang thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.
It seems that it is necessary to organize a group of folklorists to collect the strange rumors in the wasteland.
It's hard to tell whether there's an unimaginable fish hidden behind any casual clue.
While Chu Guang was thinking about which tavern to place this new NPC in, Heya was staring at him with bright eyes and continued.
"I plan to go to Vault 79! Have you obtained the permission there? Give me the authorization!"
Chu Guang: "I haven't gotten it completely yet, but it's just a matter of going through the process. I'll go with you. It just so happens that I also have some things to deal with there."
Heya smiled slightly and said: "Okay! By the way, after you finish dealing with things over there, what are you going to do with that shelter?"
Chu Guang thought for a moment and replied.
.I haven’t thought about this yet. I have to see what good stuff there is first.
Hea said with a cheerful voice.
"If you don't know how to arrange it, you can use it as a laboratory for me. In addition to the death claws, other alien species there are also quite good research materials! During this time, I happened to train a few researchers with good quality. We plan to send them there for internship”
Hearing this suggestion, Chu Guang's eyes lit up.
"This is a good idea, I will consider it!"
Although the specific conditions of Vault 79 are not yet known, according to Yongshi, the energy stored there is enough to operate the shelter for 5 centuries.
Compared to the pitiful energy reserves of Vault 404, the reserves of Vault 79 can simply be described as "inhumane".
Closing the facility can recycle the nuclear fuel in it. If the shelter continues to operate, it can be used as a biological research facility and a resurrection point for players.
Is it "Energy Coin +10086" or "Sociology +10, Resurrection Point +1".
Chu Guang just thought about it for a while and chose the latter without hesitation.
Currently, he still has one fuel rod that he has not used yet, but he is not short of fuel rods for the shelter.
The research facilities in the shelter and the resurrection point to recruit more players are exactly what he needs!
More than that, the death claws cultivated in Vault 79 can also be used as a good "biological vehicle".
It can both rush and fight, and it is also quite durable. It can be said that it is very easy to use!
Combined with the relevant technologies recovered from Shelter 41, the blue jackets that players rescued from the East District of Qingquan City have successfully reversed the Torch Church's "psychic interference device", and the supporting "neural connection equipment" can be used by No. 117 Black box production for shelter recycling.
Although mass production is not possible, limited production is not a big problem.
Attach one to the neck of the Death Claw and it will be easy to tame it into a mount!
The "Niko" chained in the park is the best example. Chu Guang rides it every time he goes to the East District of Qingquan City, and he rides it wearing power armor.
Facts have proven that the death claws can be tamed by technological means.
Combined with the research information on the Death Claw stored in Honey Refuge No. 79, maybe he can also ask Heya to help research a large lizard that is more suitable for riding.
Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.
Such an awesome and balanced "srrr mount"
Is it too cheap to sell it at a fixed price of 50,000 silver coins?
Sure enough, it’s still sold by the pound!
Ruigu City, Fallen Leaf Camp.
When the battlefield atmosphere team dragged a wooden board and the head of the Death Claw back to the camp in the afterglow of dusk, both the legionnaires on duty at the gate and the survivors in the camp were stunned.
He was covered in blood, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He was holding a hemp rope in his right hand and draped it over his shoulder. He was holding a blood-stained ax in his left hand - he paid a high price of 2 silver coins from Sisi. Bought.
He threw the ax and the rope on the ground, looked at the sentries waiting at the door carelessly, and said nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.
"Deathclaw—"
"I'll kill!"
He wanted to say something sexy, but Ren Lian's language was so bad that he could only say a few words.
A commotion of whispers spread in front of the door.
The soldiers in black robes stared at him suspiciously, with disbelief in their eyes.
But the warlord didn't care about their looks.
Before coming back, he specially found a mutated hyena, threw away his weapon, and had a bare-handed fight with the beast, leaving many bumps and scratches on his body.
He doesn't need to make the lie perfectly, he just needs to play a taciturn macho man and act like that.
As for the rest.
These people will naturally help him.
In the camp not far away, the survivors gathered around the door and looked at him.
The expressions on people's faces varied. Some were admiring, some were jealous, and some were whistling and couldn't help but cheer for him.
That is a monster that even the centurions of the legion are helpless against.
They were actually solved by a wastelander with the same origin as them!
In the crowd not far away, the battlefield atmosphere team saw many familiar faces.
Including the apprentice who peeled potatoes with him before, the team member who got lost halfway, and the only Li Ba whose name he could name.
At this time, probably noticing the commotion at the entrance of the camp, the person in charge, Colway, walked out of the camp.
"What are you all doing here? Have you finished your work?"
As soon as the whip sounded, the survivors blocking the door suddenly dispersed.
Carrying a whip and walking to the gate of the camp, Colway saw the "pangolin" covered in blood and looked like a human being. Then he looked at the head on the wooden board next to him, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face. .
The head that was as big as a calf was really shocking, especially the face that was as ferocious as a demon. He must have endured too much pain before he died that life could not bear.
The entrance to the camp was quiet for five minutes.
As if he had been struck by a petrification spell, Colway finally came to his senses, stared at the battlefield atmosphere team, and squeezed out a sentence from his throat.
"Did you do it?"
The warlord nodded without blushing.
"That's right!"
Although it was not all his fault, he also contributed to the dps!
If you round it off, it probably means that there was nothing wrong with what he did.
Although Colway was suspicious, looking at this guy's **** appearance, he really couldn't think of any reason to doubt it. But he couldn't believe that the monster that cost him more than a dozen of his men was actually killed by the native in front of him.
"I will report your merits. You first go to the river next to you to clean up the blood on your body"
As he spoke, Colway looked at the sentry aside and pointed at the hunter with his chin.
"Give him a bar of soap."
The sentry carrying a rifle stood at attention and gave a military salute.
"Yes!"
It only took a few minutes to smear the blood on the body, but it took more than an hour to clean the feet. The warlord found that he was struggling, but he couldn't do it without struggling.
He slashed at the neck, and the scales were smashed as if a dog had eaten them. If there was no blood on the body, it would be suspicious!
After finally cleaning up the sticky blood on his body, the sky was completely dark.
While walking in the direction of the camp, Wargo organized the words in his mind and thought about how to brag later.
At this moment, a soldier wearing a black robe walked up to him.
"You are the pangolin."
The warlord was stunned for two seconds before he came to his senses and said immediately.
"Yeah what?"
The black-robed soldier continued.
"Come with me."
Although Warfield Man was confused, there was no point in thinking about it at this time and he could only follow the man.
Seeing the soldier taking him out of the camp and walking towards the depths of the woods, the warlord couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Isn’t that Colway trying to silence himself and take all the credit?
You can’t be such a dog!
While he was thinking wildly, a shadowy campfire appeared not far away, and there was another camp behind the forest.
Different from the Fallen Leaf Camp, both those on duty and those patrolling here are soldiers wearing black robes and heavy bulletproof armor.
Without a doubt—
This is where the Legion Space Marines are stationed!
The battlefield atmosphere team was surprised, and followed the soldier forward, passing the sentry at the entrance of the camp, while silently observing the defense situation in the camp.
Soon the two came to the center of the camp, where an elevator stopped.
"Go up."
Hearing the voice of the black-robed soldier, the warlord stood on the elevator obediently, but his heart was filled with excitement.
Good guy!
Are you trying to invite yourself into the "crystal"? !
Before he could think about it, the elevator had already started.
Under the tug of several iron chains, the platform slowly rose, getting closer to the towering steel fortress until it was fully entered.
At the end of the elevator is a hall. The space here is incredibly spacious. The overall layout is slightly similar to a port where submarines are parked. The rolling shutter doors next to it should be places like garages. .
The warrior looked around in surprise, wishing he could take a photo of everything he saw and post it on the forum to share the shock in his heart with netizens.
Unfortunately, let alone a camera tool, he doesn’t even have an m.
Two soldiers came over and searched him, touching him twice from head to toe before letting him pass through the airlock of the buffer room.
After passing several doors and walking through several corridors, he was taken to a room covered with red carpets and luxuriously decorated.
Many people are standing here.
There is only one sitting.
There is no doubt about the identity of that person, it is the captain of the Heart of Steel, General McClun, as mentioned by the legionnaires.
The warlord looked at him quietly.
This man is estimated to be in his early forties, with sharp features, a raised nose, a powerful figure, and eyes like an eagle catching chicks. Although he holds a high position, he has not neglected to exercise.
Maybe he is still an awakener!
Just as Warfield secretly looked at the man sitting on the chair, the man was also looking at him.
With a look of interest in his eyes, General McClun spoke.
"Are you a pangolin?"
"Yes, my lord."
The battlefield atmosphere team responded, but they were thinking in their hearts.
If Jing Ke were to assassinate the King of Qin and behead the person in front of him, would the expansion pack end before it even started?
However
This may be a bit difficult.
Although he is an awakened person, he is not as fast as a bullet.
Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate, not to mention that there are at least a dozen guns hidden here, enough to beat yourself into a sieve in a few seconds.
It would be nice to have an exoskeleton. General McClung stared at the dull, taciturn native hunter in front of him and continued with interest.
"Tell me how you killed this monster."
"Your shells wounded it, I trapped it with a trap, blinded its eyes, bled it, and then chopped off its head." The battlefield atmosphere team used the whole human language Answered.
Although the narrative was very sloppy, McClung had never expected the natives of the barbarian land to be able to tell stories like bards.
He nodded approvingly and said.
"Yes, he is a warrior."
From today on, you will be the first centurion of the Hu Congjun. Your subordinates will be promoted to centurions. After a while, you can go back and tell them the good news. ”
Speaking in a calm tone, General McClun then looked away.
"In addition, the reward I mentioned."
After the words fell, a sergeant walked in holding a chain in his hand and leading 10 slaves.
They are barefoot and wearing a single piece of clothing. They have different hair colors, heights, and weights, and their appearance can be called beautiful.
The exotic faces were obviously not survivors living nearby, but more likely brought by the Legion from elsewhere.
For example, in the desert.
The warlord was stunned for a moment, and was greatly shocked.
He thought that the dog planner would reward him with a strong man, but he didn't expect that he would test himself with such a sugar-coated bullet.
Is this something you can experience without spending money?
General McClung admired the bumpkin-like expression of the native in front of him with satisfaction.
He doesn't care about his subordinates' greed for money or lust. It's better to say that talented people with shortcomings are easier to manage.
If it were the kind of person who was not interested in wealth or women, he would instead be suspicious of that person's other intentions.
After all, there are only two possibilities for that kind of person, either he is a saint who is completely free from vulgar taste, or he has ambitions far beyond ordinary people.
I keep my word, they are yours. ”
Seeing Colway wink at him, the warlord quickly lowered his head and responded in a deep voice.
"Thank you, Sir!"
The meeting only lasted ten minutes.
Although he was very interested in the soldier hunter who killed the Deathclaw, for General McClun, this was just a sideshow during the expedition.
If the native really had the talent to lead troops in war, he wouldn't mind promoting him to a commander in charge of the army.
After letting the "pangolin" go down, General McClung looked at Colway and said with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"It seems that not all the natives here are trash. Occasionally, you can still see one or two capable guys."
"Discover more talents like this."
"We need to build up our own power in the southern part of the River Valley Province. These people are all good seedlings worth cultivating."
Colwei lowered his head and respectfully accepted the order.
"Yes!"
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