Chapter 165 Changjiu Farm and the clue to open the B3 floor!

at the same time.

  VM map page, the "Operation Camp" logo is replaced by a new logo.

   And updated the complete data card!

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  Name of the stronghold: Changjiu Farm

   Stronghold Level: Village (LV1)

   Prosperity: 100

  Industrial Index: 0

  Business index: 0

  Requirement: building materials (donate to gain regional reputation)

  Tendency: Exploration (scavenging task income +10%), construction (infrastructure task income +10%)

  ]

  Looking at the series of messages that popped up on the VM, the little players standing in the open space exchanged surprised looks and began to discuss.

   "Damn it! The expansion pack is really over!"

   "What the **** is the industrial index and business index both 0?"

   "After all, both the black workshop and the black brick kiln are registered at the outpost. There is nothing wrong with the industrial index being 0. The NPCs have all left again, so the commercial index is also 0... I guessed."

   "Changjiu Farm? Where is Nonghezhuang? Is there anything else to grow? Why didn't I see anything?"

   "+1! The operator is trying to sell dog meat!"

   At the same time, on the B2 floor of the shelter ten kilometers away, more than 200 training cabins were opened, and the doors slammed one after another.

   Not just players who died in previous battles.

   There are also newcomers who have just logged into the game.

  More than two hundred people logged into the game at the same time!

   Those newcomers still follow the old rules, let them get excited in the room for a while, and wait until they get dressed and the radio in the room finishes playing the novice tutorial and user precautions, and then the alloy door will open.

   As for the old players who had just been revived, Chu Guang also locked them up for a while before releasing them.

  After holding back for so long, it is inevitable to do some stupid things under the excitement, and this game cannot register a trumpet, and it is better to do those things that the club dies alone when no one is around.

   This is also for their own good.

However…

   After all, Chu Guang underestimated the power of withdrawal rebound.

  As soon as the alloy door of the single room was opened, Makabazi rushed into the hall on the B2 floor like a wild husky running wild.

  I saw him moving forward with a sliding shovel, hugging the door of the central elevator with both hands, poking the up button like a convulsion with his fingers, and screaming excitedly while poking.

   "Hahahaha! I'm back again! The first place belongs to me!"

   Soon, the sound of footsteps poured from the corridor to the hall, and they followed the footsteps of Brother Makabazi and rushed forward.

   "Gah! How can this guy run so fast! Is it a dog?"

   "Everyone, don't rush! There are only a few elevators, come one by one, I will go up first to help you find the way, and see if the snow is too big!"

   "Ah, let me go up first! I want to watch Xiaoyu count the money!"

   "Dog man, what's so good about Xiaoyu! I want to see the handsome manager!"

   "I came first! Obviously I came first!" Ma Kabazi, who was squeezed out of the crowd, screamed, looking at the elevator going up, wanting to cry.

  They opened the market on the forum of the official website before, betting 1 silver coin, whoever leaves the shelter first will be the winner, and everyone else has to pay him.

  In addition to the garbage king who couldn't get out of the house, more than a hundred small players who got stuck with bugs all participated.

   More than a hundred!

  One coin per person, it adds up to a huge sum of money!

   There was a sea of ​​people in front of the elevator.

   Those newcomers who are still walking behind, touching left and right, and feeling how realistic the modeling is, after seeing the performance of these old players, one or two of them were petrified on the spot.

   What are these people doing.

  Is this game so wild?

  Xia Yan, who was standing beside her with her arms folded, cast a disgusted look at those guys who were squeezing the elevator door, and couldn't help but complain to Xiao Qi next to her.

   "Is the brain of these guys broken? Why do I feel that they are not very smart?"

  Like the old Luca, she probably guessed something inside. These players are like clones and will not really die.

   She didn't know much about cloning technology. She only knew that this thing was not uncommon in the wasteland, so she didn't take it seriously.

  Who knew?

  Maybe there is the kind of technology that can extract a tube of brains and recreate a clone. She is not an expert in this kind of thing.

  Besides, thinking of every corpse, Chu Guang would have people take it back very carefully, and throw it into the furnace that didn't know what it was used for.

   Maybe it's really possible.

  Xiao Qi moved the camera, looked at Xia Yan at the side, and said rather helplessly.

   "The master said that this is performance art, so don't worry about them. If someone does something strange, just leave it to Xiao Qi to deal with it."

Performance Art?

what is that.

   Frowning and thinking about it for a long time, Xia Yan decided not to think about those troublesome things at all.

   walked in front of the new players.

  She put down her arms wrapped around her chest, lightly flicked her fiery red hair, and scanned them with sharp eyes.

   "Are you the newcomers sent by the organization?"

   "Unfortunately, the manager is not here, I will train you today."

   "If you don't want to be embarrassed, you'd better be obedient."

  The above are all the lines of the proprietress of the weapon shop.

  The next part of the novice guidance will be conducted by the manager's assistant and chief repeater—Xiaoqi Children's Shoes.

However…

   Obviously no one pays attention to the little guy who looks like a wastebasket.

  The new players who were still in shock stared straight at the heroic Boss Xia with unintelligent expressions on their faces.

  Teaching?

  Be obedient?

  Wait, is this something you can play for free?

  …

  With the new and old players coming online, the number of players in the "server" is full again, reaching the upper limit of 500 players.

  Almost at the same time, Chu Guang's manager system finally received a new non-daily task after a long absence.

   And it still triggered two at a time!

  【

  Mission: Explore Vault 117.

  Type: Mainline.

  Requirement: Use the map information collection function of VM to complete the exploration of the entire area of ​​No. 117 Refuge, without missing every corner.

   Reward: Unlock the B3 floor.

  ]

  【

  Mission: Find the VM of the manager of Vault 117.

  Type: branch line

   Reward: 200 reward points.

  ]

   "The authority of the B3 floor is actually associated with No. 117 shelter?"

   In the central square of the action camp, Chu Guang, who had just sent missions to the players here, touched his chin and looked with interest at the two updated mission cards on the system interface.

  Both tasks are not difficult. Boss Xia knows the location of shelter 117, and even the magnetic card to open the door is with him.

  In this snowy and frozen weather, he doesn't have to worry about mercenaries coming to **** him from Boulder City.

  As long as the aliens on the way from the subway entrance to the refuge entrance are eliminated, his little players can scrape off the land, let alone explore the map!

   As for the VM of the manager of Vault 117, this requires a bit of luck, after all, no one can say whether that guy is still in the Vault.

   "The Iron Fist rocket launcher in the arsenal happened to be used. It seems that there are ten light machine guns? It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with the creepers."

  Anyway, the firepower must be enough, so let the players worry about this task.

   As for Chu Guang himself, he still has more important things to do.

   Came to the east side of Jiujiu Farm, where there was a barracks with foam structure, which held the prisoners of the Legion.

  Twenty-six people were crowded into one room, and all of them slept on the floor on the floor, wearing only a single piece of clothing, so cold that they had to stick to the plumbing pipes.

  When Chu Guang arrived nearby with two young players of the power department, the ten captains in the barracks were whispering in low voices.

   "People from those businesses are gone..."

   "They didn't take us."

   "Is it going to leave us with the natives?"

  Thinking of the hundreds of shelter residents who died in that battle, many people had expressions of panic on their faces.

  God knows what those savages will do to them.

   Maybe throw them into the snow and watch them freeze to death, or maybe let them kill each other, and then brutally kill the last one who survives.

  They are afraid because they have seen these things even if they have never done them.

  In the legion, similar methods are very common. They are not only used to deal with the enemy, but also occasionally used to punish their own people.

  Vanus did not participate in their discussion, but sat quietly against the wall, quietly waiting for his fate.

  The answer is actually obvious.

  The people of the enterprise refused to sell them to the local survivor stronghold, and refused to mediate, obviously not intending to keep them alive.

   Now it's nothing more than a question of how to die.

  At this time, the door of the barracks opened, and the cold wind wrapped in snow scum suddenly blew in, and the people at the door huddled together and shivered.

   Of course, it's not exactly cold.

   Part of the reason was because of the man standing at the door.

coming!

  Looking at Chu Guang's face, Vanus felt that his heart was in his throat. He only hoped that these people would give him a good time and not torture him for too long.

  However, to his surprise, the refuge manager standing at the door did not immediately order them all to be executed.

   Instead, he looked at them and said.

   "From now on, you will accept the transformation of labor. If you want to live, you have to work."

   Looking down at the people in the cell with cold eyes, Chu Guang looked at them and continued.

   "Who is your chief?"

   A pair of eyes looked hesitantly at the person who was near the wall in the cell.

  Knowing that this thing cannot be concealed at all, Vanus sighed softly in his heart, and simply stood up from the ground.

   "It's me... my lord."

  Hearing this guy call himself an adult, Chu Guang always felt a little funny.

  I just wanted to say that he had a bit of backbone, but then he softened.

  However, Chu Guang still maintained a deadpan majesty on his face, staring at the man with sharp eyes.

   "The rest stay here and wait for arrangements. As for you, come out with me."

  Following Chu Guang out of the barracks, Vanus felt that his legs were as stiff as lead. He always had a feeling that this section of the road was leading to the execution ground.

   But even so, I had to go.

  The north wind howled.

  The wind and snow shot at him like a knife, and Vanus, who was only wearing a single suit, was so cold that his lips were blue and his muscles trembled uncontrollably.

  Whispering with the two little players next to Chu Guang.

   "Fuck, our manager is still a jerk."

   "Torture before you hang someone."

   "Tsk tsk tsk, it's too miserable, too miserable."

  Chu Guang ignored the whispers of the two little players about the mission plot, and took Vanus to the warehouse of Changjiu Farm, picked up a piece of dead man's clothes that the players had looted from the battlefield, and threw it in his hands.

   "Put on."

   After taking the fur coat inlaid with bullet holes, Vanus, who thought he would be executed, was surprised, but he did so quickly.

  Although the cold coat didn't bring him any warmth, at least it prevented his body temperature from passing away so quickly.

   "Your subordinates will stay here to burn cement, carry stones, and build our home, while you will be sent to a brick kiln ten kilometers away."

  Vanus swallowed, moistening his parched throat.

   "Can I say a word."

   Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Can."

   Squeezing a forced smile from his frozen face, he tried to propose.

   "I'm in the west, with family. I can pay the ransom for myself... How about a hundred thousand dinars? No, two hundred thousand! I can give all my property!"

  Chu Guang: "Dinar?"

Vanus explained quickly: "That is our currency, made of gold. Two hundred thousand dinars, enough to buy 100 strong slaves, they are not mass-produced cannon fodder, they are all that Those who can work and understand human speech are almost no different from normal people."

  Looking at the mocking smile on the face of the man in front of him, Vanus spoke faster, even a little flustered, and completely lost his previous calmness.

"Of course, if you are not interested in coolies, you can also use this money to buy dozens of beautiful female slaves. They all have excellent genes and have been professionally trained...I assure you, I will pay the ransom, I just beg you to let me live!"

  It seems that the Legion uses precious metals as currency, and mainly trades in slaves.

   But think about it, after all, their cloning technology is so advanced, it doesn't make sense to only produce one kind.

  The mass-produced clones were sent to the battlefield to charge and serve as cannon fodder, while the naturally grown clones and survivors served as coolies and were sent to work in factories or mines.

  The strength of this legion should not be underestimated.

   interrupted his begging for mercy, Chu Guang looked at him and said.

   "When spring comes next year, if there is a caravan going west, you can send a letter to your family, asking them to bring a ransom to redeem you."

   "But not now."

   "You, like your officers, need to be reformed by labor. This has nothing to do with ransom. Do you understand what I mean?"

  Although he was humiliated in his heart, at least his life was saved.

  Vanus moved his stiff neck and lowered his head.

"clear…"

   "I am willing to obey your arrangement."

  It doesn't matter whether this sentence is true or not.

  Chu Guang only needs to keep these troubles under his nose until the situation in the north is clear.

   After all, it is not appropriate for these people to be released or executed. If they are not given some work to do, Chu Guang feels at a loss again.

  He is not the group of good old people on the Pioneer, who is willing to give out precious food to support them.

Except for Vanus, who was sent to the brick factory, a total of twenty-five junior officers were issued a shovel and a fur clothing that barely kept out the cold. Under the supervision of four guards armed with rifles, The open space and roads in the camp were cleared of snow.

   In the afternoon, they will be arranged to level the land outside the farm.

  Chu Guang intends to build a cement factory in the south of Changjiu Farm. The cement produced will be used to build roads and connect the outpost with Jiujiu Farm.

  When the road is repaired, the commute time from the outpost to Changjiu Farm will be more than doubled.

   At that time, Chu Guang also plans to build roads to the towns under his jurisdiction in the north, so that his players can go there to open up wasteland, and establish a new action camp in TS City farther away.

   It is said that the survivors there will be slightly weaker and more scattered, not as strong as Boulder City.

  Since you can’t expand to the south, you should expand to the north.

  Chu Guang intends to occupy all the land along the elevated highway in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to absorb the refugees who fled from the northern part of the River Valley Province.

   Anyway, the idea is this.

   On the other side, those young players who were finally resurrected finally received compensation for missing the expansion.

  The most compensation is 300 silver coins, and the least is 150 silver coins. In addition, there are 100 activity points, and everyone has a chance to participate in the lucky draw.

  The final lottery draw is the highlight of the entire expansion.

  According to the rules published on the official website.

  100 event points can be exchanged for a premium gift box, which guarantees a Legion Iron Pipe Rifle worth 100 silver coins. In the reward pool, there are even more expensive, expansion pack-limited, and pioneer assault rifles of the same model that can be obtained.

  10 activity points can be exchanged for intermediate gift boxes, and medicines such as weapon accessories, armor or bandages are guaranteed as a minimum. In the reward pool, there is also a red dot sight worth 233 silver coins that is limited to expansion packs.

  Although 1 activity point cannot be drawn for a prize, it can be exchanged for 1 silver coin—but no one would exchange it for it.

   Just kidding, the gift box is a limited reward!

   If there is a red dot sight, wouldn't it just take off?

   Only fools will exchange activity points for money!

  Because not all players have VMs, the lottery for this expansion was arranged on the official website.

   Wasteland time is six o'clock in the evening, and real time is six o'clock in the morning.

  The announcement of gift box exchange was updated on the official website on time.

  When the players and cloud players squatting on the forum saw the dazzling reward pool, the whole server boiled instantly!

  (end of this chapter)