Chapter 11 Daily Tasks

   "Generator? Why do you ask that thing?"

  In the present world, the canteen of Jinling University.

  Looking at Professor Yanfeng who was sitting across the table and asking sincere questions, Professor Wang Haiyang stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

  He didn’t know much about Professor Yan, he only knew that he was from the Department of Physics, and he was about the same age as himself, around 30 years old.

  I can’t remember when I added WeChat, and I haven’t chatted with each other since I added it. I am from the Institute of Engineering Management, and I have nothing to do with him at work.

  But just today, he suddenly received an invitation from Professor Yan, and made an appointment for lunch in the cafeteria, saying that he wanted to ask him about something.

  To be honest, when Professor Wang saw the word "ask for advice", he thought it was a matter of the subject, but after he went to the appointment, he didn't expect him to ask such a strange question.

  The topic continues in an atmosphere of small talk.

  Iwakaze explained.

  “…I read a novel recently, which is about the end of the world. I wonder how the survivors can solve the power problem if a similar situation really happens?”

"What is more real in the novel? It depends on how the author writes it." Professor Wang Haiyang said with a smile, "But your question is quite interesting, the end of the world... it depends on what type of end of the world it is, and the world. A few days after the end."

  He also likes to read novels, but what he reads are all cultivating immortals, and he rarely reads themes about the end of the world.

  In other words, he really never thought that one day he would discuss the content of the novel in such a serious manner with his colleagues in the university.

   "In terms of setting, it is two hundred years after the nuclear war."

"Two hundred years? Nuclear war?" Professor Wang Haiyang was stunned for a moment, then hesitated, "I'm afraid it's a little troublesome. Unprotected electronic equipment will be damaged by the electromagnetic pulse generated by the nuclear explosion, and the more sophisticated the instrument, the harder it is to survive. "

   "Is there a way?" Yanfeng frowned.

"Yes, there are. For example, spare diesel generators can be found in general residential properties or restaurants. This is not a very sophisticated equipment, but two hundred years ago... it must have been searched by people. And even if it has not been searched, If there is no maintenance for a long time, 80% of the parts inside must be aging. And the fuel is also a problem, two hundred years after the end of the world...you can't expect to find gasoline in the gas station."

  Wang Haiyang touched his chin, thought for a moment and continued.

   "But it's not completely impossible."

   "What way?" Yan Feng asked immediately.

"Typically every car has a recyclable alternator on it, just get the rotors spinning and it produces a stable 12V DC, a fix should work. Smaller scale power generation, like lighting or something, 12V It is also enough. If you can find an inverter, it is not impossible to convert the DC power into 240V AC power... By the way, is it necessary to take notes?"

  Looking at Yanfeng who took out a small notebook and took notes seriously, Wang Haiyang looked confused.

  Read novels, are you so serious?

   Pushing down his glasses, Yanfeng said nothing.

   "Don't worry, please continue."

  Wang Haiyang: "..."

  Before I always heard people say that all the people in the Academy of Fine Arts were freaks, and he still thought it was a stereotype.

  Now, he is a little bit convinced.

  …

   Wasteland.

  Vault 404.

  Chu Guang slept on the floor in the residential hall, and woke up at four o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pop-up window that popped up from the system.

  【Congratulations to the host, unlock the achievement "Novice Guide" (the player has been online for more than 8 hours on the first day of login)】

  【Reward: +10 reward points】

   Is there such a good thing?

  After waking up, I can smoke the blind box again.

   Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Chu Guang turned on the system, and selected the [Manager Allowance] subpage in the interface.

   After hesitating between the primary blind box worth 1 reward point and the intermediate blind box worth 10 reward points, Chu Guang finally pressed all his "chips" on the buttons of the intermediate blind box, praying silently in his heart.

I beg you.

   But please don’t smoke a cough syrup!

  Light blue light flickers.

  Under Chu Guang's nervous gaze, the alloy door on the wall of the resident hall opened, and a plastic-packaged syringe appeared on the platform.

  【Muscle cell strengthening injection. (Small permanent increase in muscle strength, the interval between use is 24 hours, and the effect of repeated use will decrease)]

   "Permanently increase muscle strength?"

   This thing is a good thing!

  Chu Guang did not hesitate, and immediately tore open the outer package and took off the needle cap, but unexpectedly, the needle was not seen.

   By the way, how to use this thing?

   After hesitating for a while, Chu Guang attached the head of the needle tube to his arm, and pressed the suspected switch button at the tail. It's like getting stung on the arm, and then...

There's no after that.

   "Is this the end?"

  Chu Guang was a little dazed. He waved his fist, but didn't feel any obvious changes in his body.

   Is it expired?

   After all, it was two hundred years ago...

   Out of caution, Chu Guang did a physical examination for himself.

   And when he got the test results, the confusion in his heart was finally answered.

  【

  ID: Chu Guang

  Gene sequence: manager

  Level: LV.5

  —Basic Properties—

   Strength: 9

   Dexterity: 6

   Constitution: 7

   Perception: 7

   Intelligence: 6

  ]

   "The progress of the genetic development has not changed, and the strength and physique have increased by 1 point respectively... Hey, there is something!"

  Under normal circumstances, if a 20-year-old adult male does not receive special training, his strength and physique are usually 5 points, and the number 5 is also the benchmark value of various attributes.

   That is to say, the strength and physique of this 1 point is equivalent to 20% of the physical fitness of a normal adult male.

  Chu Guang is now only 1 point short of the strength attribute, and he can have twice the strength of a normal adult male.

  Looking at the updated attribute panel, Chu Guang wondered whether he should do a few push-ups, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that a new task had been updated in the [Manager's Log].

  Opening it, Chu Guang was taken aback.

   Good guy.

  Before going to bed yesterday, there was only one unfinished branch left, and the number of unfinished tasks today has directly become 20+!

  The types of tasks are also varied.

From the not-so-difficult tasks of "hunting a foreign species", "hoarding 5 tons of wood", and "hoarding 100L of fresh water", to "repairing the outer wall of the sanatorium" and "repairing the second floor wall of the sanatorium" are very easy at first glance. Troublesome tasks all in one place.

   As for rewards, they also range from a minimum of 1 point to a maximum of 20 points.

  These tasks have a unified label - "daily".

   "What does daily mean? Will it be refreshed every day?" Chu Guang couldn't help but complain.

  However, no one paid attention to him.

  The shelter system can't speak, and Xiao Qi is standing guard in the nursing home outside, and he is the only one in the whole shelter.

  Chu Guang silently calculated in his mind, if he can complete all these 20 tasks, he can get a total of 150 reward points.

   Of course, there are at least three quarters of the reward points, which are not so easy to get, at least not in a day or two.

  Chu Guang was lost in thought.

  If you do all these tasks by yourself, you will definitely be exhausted. But if it is left to the player to do it, it seems that he only needs to pay a few "contribution points".

  Thinking of this, his thoughts became clear instantly.

  There are marker pens in the drawer of the computer desk.

  Holding a pen, Chu Guang took the elevator to the surface without saying a word. After searching in the nursing home, he found a plastic board that had not been picked up by the scavengers and burned.

   Brushing off the dust on the plastic board, Chu Guang took a marker and drew two lines on it, then wiped it off, and nodded with satisfaction.

"good."

  Erasable and writable.

   It's up to you!

   It took a while, Chu Guang picked out a few tasks that players hoped to complete from the [Manager's Log], and wrote them on the plastic board.

  【Collect wood (requirement: can be used as building materials): 1 contribution per meter. 】

  【Looking for a water storage container (material: plastic, metal. Shape: barrel, pot. Requirement: the bigger the better!): 1~10 points of contribution. 】

  【Search for recyclable waste: 1~? Contribute points. 】

  【…】

   "You're done!"

   Glancing at the time, it is now 4:30 in the morning, and there is still an hour and a half before the agreed online time.

  Chu Guang was not idle. He returned to the shelter, turned on his computer, and checked the background of the official website. He found that the number of reservations had increased by 10 compared to last night.

   Now it is 35 people.

   It seems that the discussion in the group yesterday still had a certain drainage effect, and ten fresh little leeks raised their hands.

  However, Chu Guang pondered, it seems that the user potential of "Ox Horse Club" should be squeezed to the limit.

   After all, this is only a game group with a size of a hundred or so people. Active users can be counted on one hand. Maybe these 35 people are all alive.

   "Is it time to consider a different promotion method?"

  Placing advertisements is unrealistic. The official website of Wasteland OL has not been registered in China, and maybe the server is not even on the earth.

   And there is another problem here.

  Once traffic is diverted from a larger traffic pool, a large number of "low-quality users" will inevitably flood in, that is, people who do things.

   These people may have just clicked yes for fun, or they may have clicked by accident.

   Bringing such players in will only be trouble.

   "The threshold for appointment must be raised..."

  Chu Guang thought in his heart, and silently wrote down the matter.

   Let Xiao Qi change the official website again later, such as adjusting the appointment option from the first-level page to the second-level page, and need to register an account, and fill in the phone number and delivery address to make an appointment.

  Although this refuge system does not seem to require players to fill in things like delivery addresses, doing so can at least screen out some unsteady players and "invalid reservations".

  In other words, what if someone makes an appointment with multiple devices?

   Or simply robot + virtual machine?

   But after thinking about it, Chu Guang threw away the question.

  Since the system can accurately deliver the helmet to the user, there must be a way to identify the person who made the reservation.

  It's a bit unfounded to worry so much about myself.

   "The new main task has not been triggered, it should be that the conditions have not been met."

   "Leaving aside the daily tasks for now, the key is the remaining 'branch line' - a generator with a power of 10KW."

   Electricity is a big problem.

  It can never be. The refuge is the future era, and the primitive society is still living on the surface.

  For Chu Guang from modern society, without electricity, it is no different from primitive society.

   "Let's think about how to solve the generator problem!"

  (end of this chapter)