This Game is Too Real

Chapter 17: It is my honor to share your worries!

  Chapter 17 It is my honor to share your worries!

   Late at night.

  Chu Guang slept very restlessly, and woke up several times during the period. He touched the gun hidden in his sleeping bag before falling asleep intermittently.

  The refuge was too comfortable, and he didn't have to worry about any danger at all, so he couldn't adapt to returning to this unstable environment suddenly.

   "Slack off."

  Chu Guang sighed, and unconsciously touched the gun hidden in the quilt with his hand. The thick and long barrel was full of security.

   I don't know what happened to the player.

  Although I and Xiaoqi have explained what to do when I am not around, but I am not there, after all, I still can't let go.

   Sleeping until five o'clock in the morning and then waking up, Chu Guang couldn't fall asleep, so he just opened his eyes and waited quietly.

   It wasn't until the light was dim outside the window that he got out of the sleeping bag, put on his clothes, and carried the steel pipe and the gun he just bought on his back.

   This time I go out, I guess I will have to come back after a long time.

  The mayor's collection forced him to advance his moving plan, and all preparations had to be completed before the end of the month.

  If you can't reserve enough supplies for a hundred people, you have to wait until February and March next year for the next round of testing.

  The whole winter will be deserted.

open the door.

   Having packed his equipment, Chu Guang was about to set off, and happened to meet the men of the Wang family.

  Wang Defu, who was doing something at his door yesterday, glanced at him without saying a word, but his eyes were provocative.

  Perhaps it was because his father and elder brother and second brother were by his side, coupled with the hunting guy on his back, his courage was obviously much bigger than yesterday, as if he was showing off his might.

  Of course Chu Guang doesn’t have the same knowledge as a kid.

  The sixteen-year-old boy is already considered a man of his own in Beit Street, but in his eyes, he is just a child with no hair.

   "Hey, don't die."

  Chu Guang ignored him, and didn't even look at him.

  The child of the Wang family was angry, gritted his teeth, and blushed. The stranger's ignorance made him feel humiliated.

  However, just as he was about to make an irrational provocation, the elder brother next to him suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

  Although he was still a little upset, Wang Defu quickly calmed down.

   It can be seen that this kid listens to his brother very much.

  Chu Guang glanced at the eldest son of the Wang family, and that man with a strong Kong Wu was also looking at him.

  From that person, Chu Guang sensed a slight danger, but it was not obvious.

  Interestingly, when observing him, the man's face obviously showed a trace of surprise, although he hid it carefully.

  Hunter's Intuition—

   This guy is hard to deal with!

   After a brief eye contact, the two sides quickly looked away.

   There is no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

  The members of the Wang family have gone far away.

  Chu Guang is also ready to set off.

  At this time, a crisp voice came from behind.

   "Be careful on the road."

  Chu Guang stopped and turned around, and saw Xiaoyu peeking at him from behind the door.

   Smiling, Chu Guang said lightly.

   "Well, thanks."

"Need not."

  In the blink of an eye, the little girl slipped back into the house and disappeared.

  …

   At six o'clock in the morning, it was almost dawn.

The gate of Beit Street opened slowly. Survivors, carrying baskets, bows and arrows, short knives, crossbows and other equipment, stepped on the cracked concrete road and weeds drilled from the cracks, and walked towards the devastated city. The ruins marched.

  It’s just that two hundred years later, it’s no longer so easy to find good things in the wasteland. The occasional bullet casings dropped by mercenaries or looters can be regarded as treasures.

  Chu Guang didn't leave the settlement immediately, but spent a while at the door, and only went to Old Charlie's recycle bin after everyone had gone far away.

   "I need 7 kilograms of green wheat, which are blackjack chips. There are also tobacco leaves for marinated meat... How much can I exchange for 4 chips?" Chu Guang asked, having never bought it.

   "One to two at one point."

   "Then four taels!"

   Food is the key to development.

   Only by preparing more food can you recruit more players to work for yourself.

   It is impossible for the survivors to drink green wheat and boil porridge every day. Even if they can bear it, they can't bear it themselves.

   Now that you have a gun, hunting is much easier than before.

  Chu Guang intends to buy some tobacco leaves and make salted products from the unfinished meat for winter storage.

  Old Charlie raised his lower eyelids.

   "I remember you just bought five kilograms of green wheat a few days ago."

   "Is there any question?" Chu Guang answered casually.

  Old Charlie grinned.

   "It's nothing, it's good to save more money."

  Chu Guang, who was planning for the future, suddenly felt alert.

  The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

  He suddenly realized a problem.

  I haven't brought back useful garbage or other harvests for a while, but I bought a lot of supplies twice in a row.

  The mayor may not necessarily notice this little guy like himself, but others will inevitably wonder where he got so much money from.

   But old Charlie didn't say anything, maybe he didn't care at all, he helped him weigh the food, and sent him out the door with a smile.

   "Careless..."

  After exiting the gate of Beit Street and turning a corner, Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, stopped and observed for a while before moving forward.

  More than 10 chips are already a lot of money for scavengers, because they usually can't save money.

  However, twice in a row, I took out a huge sum of more than 20 chips to purchase supplies that I could not consume in a short time.

  Old Charlie was kind to himself, after all, he came out of the shelter, but he was the mayor's servant after all.

  Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help frowning.

  It's a pity that the merchant named Liszt only accepts grain, and all he sells are industrial products from Boulder City.

  Perhaps, I should go to Brown Farm to try my luck.

  …

   Seven kilograms of green wheat and ten liters of drinking water, plus bullets and equipment, weighed more than 20 kilograms, which was heavy on the shoulders.

  In addition to moving things, Chu Guang had to carefully conserve his strength and beware of dangers lurking in the shadows.

  Even if there is a power different from ordinary people hidden in the muscles, he can only walk a certain distance and stop for a while, observe the road conditions before moving on.

  The road outside the settlement is not easy to walk, and sometimes you have to bypass the collapsed road and pass through the collapsed tall buildings.

  Chu Guang suddenly envied those protagonists in "The Last of Beauty" and "Dying Light", who can parkour in the ruins with a lot of things on their backs, while he can only walk one step at a time.

  Maybe…

  Should I buy a cow next time?

   I just don’t know if that guy Liszt will sell it or not.

   Fortunately, none of the alien species encountered along the way found him.

   Walk through the ruins.

  Walking along the road for a while, Chu Guang finally arrived at the nursing home in Wetland Park before 8:30 in the morning.

  However, to Chu Guang's surprise, when he arrived, he found that all four beta players had already gone online.

not only that.

   Outside the walls of the sanatorium, there were still four earthen stoves with a height of half a person, and a hemispherical earthen kiln about a person's height.

this…

What is it?

  He doesn't remember that he gave the task of building the stove.

   "My lord manager! You are finally back." Looking at the surprised manager, Fang Chang stepped forward with a smile and said.

"I stayed outside all night," Chu Guang stared intently at the stoves, and even forgot to put the things on his back, "...how is the situation on your side? Have you encountered aliens or other survivors? ?”

   "Everything works! Nothing unexpected!"

   Fang Chang reported their work to Chu Guang with a red face.

  The four half-person-high furnaces are used to burn charcoal, and the furnace with a tuyere next to it is used to calcine coarse materials for cement at high temperature.

   "We burn the bark into plant ash, then add it to water and stir it, filter out the upper layer of potassium alkali water, and squeeze the remaining mud to obtain calcium hydroxide and calcium carbonate for making cement."

   "Then, we put these raw materials into the blast furnace and calcined them into an orange-red color, then mixed them with the sand picked up by the river, added water and mixed them well, and then we got plant ash cement!"

   What the hell?

  To be honest, Chu Guang was surprised by the hands-on ability of these players.

  It’s not that he hasn’t tried mixing plant ash with mud to make cement before. He still used the method that he taught, but the things he made would break as soon as he was pinched, and they were useless at all.

  Looking at it now, it turned out that my method was wrong.

   The key is blast furnace and secondary calcination?

   And the purity of plant ash...

  Fang Chang continued talking without stopping.

   "...We plan to use cement to repair the walls of the nursing home! By the way, we also collected the filtered potash water in containers. This thing can be used to tan leather, which is very useful!"

   "You guys... did a great job."

  After thinking for a long time, Chu Guang couldn't think of what to reward these players for a while, and he just wanted to come up with such a word of praise.

   But Fang Chang became excited when he heard this sentence.

Up!

Favorability!

   It must have risen!

  Did not miss this opportunity, Fang Chang read out the lines he had been thinking about all night with a serious face.

   "For the continuation of civilization!"

   "It is my honor to share your worries!"

   "..."

  Chu Guang suddenly didn't know how to face him.

   Compared with themselves, these players are too noble.

   "Well said...for the continuation of civilization, and for the future of all of us."

  Coughed, Chu Guang maintained a majestic expression, looked at the excited players and continued, "I'll go down and put the supplies down. Your plan is very good... Don't worry and do it boldly!"

  Fang Chang straightened his back and said energetically.

   "Obey, Master Manager!"

   "You also pay attention to combining work and rest, don't be too tired." Chu Guang instructed.

   It's not because of conscience, but because I'm worried that these players are using too much force and overdrawing their enthusiasm too early.

  However, this player didn't seem to appreciate his good intentions, and showed his loyalty with his head held high.

   "Serving you is our mission, and this is also my declaration under the banner of the People's Federation!"

   Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang almost couldn't hold back.

   Declaration is okay...

  Have you seen what the People’s Federation flag looks like?

   “…Okay, great spirits, let’s go.”

  Watching the player trot away, Chu Guang sighed silently in his heart.

  In short, my worries are unnecessary.

  (end of this chapter)