Chapter 189 Officer and Biologist

  The Maintenance Room of Vault 117.

   Holding a cup of hot water to warm up her body, the woman who finally figured out the situation calmed down, and then looked at the two guards sitting behind the long table.

   "Can I meet with your managers?"

  The two guards looked at each other.

  The older one looked at her cautiously and said.

   "We will report this matter to the administrator... Please explain your identity, are you a resident here?"

   "Heya, Ph.D. in Bioengineering, from Wasteland Era 190... You should not be from the Sanctuary."

  The guard nods.

   "I am indeed not, the two blue coats who brought you here just now are, but the manager treats us equally."

  Heya's expression suddenly became tense.

   "Are you torches?"

  The two guards looked blank.

   "Torch?"

"what is that…"

  Seeing the reactions of the two guards, Heya breathed a sigh of relief, her tensed shoulders slowly relaxed, and she leaned back on the chair.

   She muttered in her mouth.

   "It's nothing... just not."

Too.

   It's been twenty years.

  The older guard frowned, looked at her and said.

"what are you saying?"

   Heya paused and said.

   "I will explain the situation to your managers later. This is my obligation... Speaking of which, what is your number?"

   "404."

  404?

  Heya's expression was a little dazed.

  Does Qingquan City have this number?

  She thought that the vicinity of 117 should be 116 or 115...

  …

   On the other side, Changjiu Farm.

   Discuss my question?

  Hearing this sentence, Vanus' expression suddenly became tense,

  But Chu Guang's next sentence made him feel a little more relaxed.

"The expeditionary force has failed, your general Klass has died in battle, now the war is over, you can write to your family. You only need to pay a ransom of 2 million dinars to compensate us for our losses in the war, You can go back and forth from anywhere."

  Hearing this number, Vanus almost choked on his own saliva and coughed dryly.

   "My lord, even if I sell all my property, it's impossible to scrape together so much money."

  2,000 dinars can buy a strong slave, and 2 million dinars is 1,000 slaves.

  And the slaves mentioned here are not those cloned fast-moving goods, but those survivors who have full life spans and are able to work.

  1000 slaves...

   At least one has to own a "fief" to be able to have such strong financial resources.

  He can make up 200,000 yuan at most, and this is even when he has emptied his entire family.

  No surprises with Vanus' answer,

   "Alternative plan, I need to train a group of recruits here, please do me a favor, I can give you a discount on the ransom."

  Vanus froze for a moment.

   Training recruits?

…I?

   Seeing that he was silent, Chu Guang continued.

   "Any questions?"

   "No, my lord... Thank you very much for your trust." After a pause, Vanus said, "May I know the reason?"

   Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"You should have heard that a huge tribe of raiders is on the rise. It may be early next year if it is optimistic. If it is not optimistic, maybe we will meet before the end of winter. If you don't want to change to a barbarian as your master, Better come up with something real."

"I will give you ten people, if the training is good, I will give you a 10% discount on the ransom, then I will give you ten more, and so on. If your performance is good, maybe I will directly waive your ransom. Whether you can go home early depends on your own performance."

  Vanus' Adam's Apple moved, and his eyes changed with complex expressions.

   There are surprises, disbelief, and other emotions that are difficult to express.

  He nodded slightly and said respectfully.

   "Follow your arrangement, my lord."

  He suddenly understood something.

  That man, why can he win the loyalty from the heart of so many people.

  Looking at the obedient Vanus, Chu Guang nodded in satisfaction.

   "Go down."

"yes."

  After Vanus left.

   Jiuli, who was standing aside, looked at Chu Guang nervously.

   "My lord, are you sure you want someone from the legion to be the instructor?"

  In the middle and even the north of the River Valley Province, these people with a bulge in the middle of the nose are synonymous with demons, and the source of plague and disaster.

  He couldn't trust a member of the Legion anyway, let alone a middle-level officer of the Legion.

  As for Wrench and Luca, I don't feel much. There are almost no legionaries in the southern part of the River Valley Province. They hate the local predators and mutants even more.

   While having a captive as an instructor is somewhat odd, they themselves were also born captives of raiders and serfs.

   Besides, this is the judgment of the managers. They have no doubt that his decision is correct.

  Looking at Jiuli, whose eyes were full of distrust, Chu Guang said bluntly.

"Why not? They are our enemies on the battlefield, but they can also be worthy of wooing outside the battlefield. The power of the Legion is not in the River Valley Province. For a long time, we will not have direct conflicts. We The conflict between them is not blood feud. Besides, he has reformed well during this period, since he can gain the recognition of the workers, I think he should be given a chance."

  The tactics of the Legion have something to learn from. Chu Guang needs an instructor here to train a group of junior officers who are proficient in logistics, light infantry tactics, positional warfare, and mobile warfare.

  Vanus, who has received military education since childhood and is a middle-level member of the legion, is undoubtedly a suitable candidate.

   It is unrealistic for captives to lead troops, but there is no problem in giving lectures and training to "NPCs". The only thing that needs to be overcome is the psychological barrier.

  In large-scale battles, only by allowing NPCs and players to cooperate organically can the combat effectiveness of the players be maximized.

   Sooner or later they will face stronger opponents than the Marauders.

  Of course, that's what I said, but it doesn't mean that Chu Guang fully trusts that guy.

  After that, Chu Guang will arrange for two guards who are loyal enough to go in and serve as supervisors while learning experience. If this guy is found to have any wrongdoing, or to do some unnecessary things, those survivors who regard themselves as the savior will report to themselves as soon as possible.

   When the time comes, Chu Guang will naturally deal with it.

   "...to me, identity is not important at all, it is true for anyone."

   "Hope you remember."

  This sentence is not only aimed at Vanus, but also addressed to this refugee representative.

  Jiuli's shoulders shook slightly.

  Although he still couldn't trust the legionnaire, he still lowered his head.

   "Yes, my lord."

  …

  After the rest retreated, Chu Guang left Luka alone to learn about the recent situation of Changjiu Farm.

  In general, the naturalization work of the refugees is progressing fairly smoothly. Nearly 20 refugees who have obtained jobs have been allowed to enter the farm.

   These include two butchers, three tanners, and craftsmen such as carpenters, tailors, and masons.

   There are nearly 50 other workers, and the formalities are still in the process.

  The refugee camp was just a buffer. Chu Guang didn't intend to keep the refugees at the east gate, and let them stay there just to avoid chaos.

  As long as they prove their worth through work, anyone can enter Changjiu Farm and become a legally settled resident.

  After listening to Luka's report, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

   "Recently there seem to be more refugees."

   Luca said respectfully.

   "Yes, my lord, in just this week, more than 20 people have come in three batches. This is not counting the Frost Spear and his more than 50 clansmen you just met."

  It seems that the turmoil in the past few days has indeed brought a lot of trouble to the survivors in the River Valley Province.

   Especially that bonechewing tribe...

  Chu Guang clenched his fist lightly.

   At this moment, the signal light of the VM he was wearing on his arm suddenly flickered.

   With a slight movement in his heart, Chu Guang immediately turned on the VM screen.

  The message was sent by Xiaoqi.

   "Master, it seems that a living person has been found in Vault 117?"

  Seeing this line of news, Chu Guang was taken aback for a moment.

   "Live?!"

  Xiaoqi: "Yes... Her name is Heya, she claims to be a resident of Vault 117, and she wants to talk to you face to face about something important."

  Looking at the text sent by Xiao Qi, before Chu Guang recovered from his surprise, three lines of light blue pop-up windows suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

【mission completed. 】

  【The B3 floor permission of Shelter No. 404 has been unlocked! 】

  【The manager please check it in time! 】

  …

   I didn't expect my little players to be so powerful.

  Chu Guang originally thought that it would take them two or three days to find the remaining 10% hidden-map, but he didn't expect that it didn't even take 24 hours?

   This is too strong!

   How did it work?

   I didn't rush to open the B3 floor, and I wouldn't run there anyway.

  Chu Guang, who returned to the outpost, followed the guards to the reception room, and saw the old Popsicle who was said to be from 20 years ago.

   "My lord, it's her."

"I see."

   Signaled the guard to leave, Chu Guang sat down opposite her.

  Looking at the eye-catching white hair, Chu Guang thought for a while and asked an insignificant question.

   "Your silver hair was...natural?"

"DNA defect, I heard it was just a minor illness before the war, but unfortunately I was born in a shelter... But that's not the point," the lady took a deep breath and extended her right hand to Chu Guang, "Please allow me to introduce myself , My name is Heya, a resident of Vault 117...and probably the only registered resident who survived."

  Chu Guang noticed that she particularly emphasized the status of registered residents.

   Could it be that there are black households?

   However, none of these things mattered to him.

  The focus is on her hair, which looks like an SSSR card!

   If this is stuffed into the update of Alpha 0.9 version, wouldn’t it be appropriate not to brag about the planner’s awesomeness?

  Yin Fang's children's shoes finally don't have to worry about someone harassing him, and soon he will be able to experience the feeling of falling out of favor.

   There is no creature that loves the new and hates the old more than the player.

   noticed a pair of strange eyes looking at him

   Clearing his throat, Chu Guang put on a serious expression, looked at her and said.

   "Chu Guang, the manager of Shelter 404, I have confirmed your identity with my assistant. I want to know what happened to you."

  Buried the tip of her nose between her palms, Heya took a deep breath, looked up at Chu Guang and said.

   “A catastrophe, it might take a while to get the whole thing out.”

   "It's okay, the most indispensable thing in the wasteland is time."

"you're right."

  A helpless smile appeared on her face, she brewed her emotions for a moment, and said slowly.

   "For you, this was more than twenty years ago, but for me, everything seems to have happened yesterday..."

  As introduced in the propaganda, Vault 117 is a community-based shelter, and in principle, there are no cryo-sleep facilities.

  This type of facility mainly serves residents who are unwilling to accept cryo-hibernation and want to stay with their families, as well as those who are uncomfortable with cryo-hibernation and those who have allergic reactions to cryogens and thawing agents.

   After all, although the cryo-sleep technology came out, the longest freezing period is only fifty years. For the dormancy in centuries, no one can guarantee that there will be no side effects.

  Compared to spending a lifetime of fear and anxiety in an unpredictable future, some people prefer to spend the last bit of good time with their families in a refuge, and then hand over the future to future people.

  After the outbreak of the war, a total of 100 residents entered the refuge. Among them were teachers, doctors, professors, business executives, lawyers, etc., without exception, all of whom were highly educated elites. After entering the refuge, they also performed their duties as planned, and continued Utopia for a long time.

   However, in front of time, nothing is eternal.

  With the birth of the first newborn and the death of the oldest, the survivors of the old era inevitably ushered in aging and death.

  Mathematical models can only predict macro samples, not love. Even if all survivors are well-educated and consciously control the population, the rate of population growth is still much faster than expected, and eventually there is a crisis of space and resources, and the crisis leads to divisions.

  Some of the new generation of residents believe that staying here can only wait for death, and there is no hope for the future, so they must go out from here.

  They call themselves the Torch, hoping to promote the transformation of the shelter, carrying the tools left to them by pre-war civilization, and fulfilling future missions ahead of schedule.

   However, another part of the older residents think that the outside world is worse than here, and there is only a dead end to go out. They should wait patiently for the preset number of years to pass on the knowledge to the next generation, and then open the door to welcome the new era as planned.

  The differences deteriorated rapidly in the 180th year of the wasteland era, and the fuse was a member of the torch who opened the door without authorization and rescued a child in the wasteland.

  His name is Wang Yi.

  The young child is very smart and eager to learn. Under the care of the Torches, he soon became the core figure of the "Torch" organization.

In the 190th year of the Wasteland Era, a rebellion broke out, and many people died. The most serious thing was that the fuel rods of the reactor were damaged. Shelter, and promised the torches that as long as they found fuel rods, they would be given a part of their pre-war reserves so that they could fulfill their missions.

  Refuge No. 117 will be closed again according to the plan, and continue to wait for the planned time to come.

   Unfortunately, Torch did not keep its promise. They blocked the door of the shelter and forced Seven Willard to hand over the remaining black box.

  Due to lack of fuel, the full circulation system could no longer be maintained, and the remaining people had to enter the emergency shelter.

  There are twenty dormant capsules stored there.

  In order to give the opportunity to others, the manager Seven Willard chose to stay alone.

   After hearing all the stories, Chu Guang couldn't help asking.

   "That Seven Willard... how old did he live?"

  He Ya looked blank, shook her head and said.

   "I don't know, I just remember that he seems to have lived a long time."

All right.

  Chu Guang let go of this question.

   "But the others died anyway."

  Heya nodded.

   "Yes, most of our ancestors were unsuitable for cryogenic hibernation technology. In fact, strictly speaking, I am also, but I am not the same as them."

   Saying that, He Ya showed her arm to Chu Guang.

  A silver trace can be seen on her pulse.

  Chu Guang frowned.

   "Prosthetic transformation?"

  Heya nodded.

   "Because of DNA defects, my prosthetic body transformation rate has reached 79%. Basically, the organs you can name, I have replaced them with bionic organs. I think... this may be the reason why I survived."

   Clutching the armrests with both hands, Chu Guang asked immediately.

   "How do you make bionic organs?"

   Heya explained.

"The black box, the product of the Ark project, is a very magical thing. It only needs to input a few basic raw materials to get the preset product. Our black box mainly produces bionic organs, but they are basically Snatched by the men of the torch during that rebellion."

  Hearing that he was robbed, Chu Guang felt a pain in his heart.

   It's fine to be snatched away, but it happened to be twenty years ago.

  Even if you can find it, it’s hard to say whether you can still use it!

   "Then what are your plans for the future?"

  He Ya looked bewildered and shook her head.

"I don't know, but the manager has explained to us that if anyone survives, find other shelters and tell them our story. By the way, there is a piece of power armor in the manager's office, and he also said that it can help We're busy-"

   "I've recovered, including his VM."

  Looking at the confused child, Chu Guang continued.

   "If you have no place to go, why not join us, we just need an expert who is proficient in biology."

  Heya was slightly taken aback, then nodded slightly.

   "I have no opinion, although my research may not be able to help you..."

   Speaking of this, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression became a little embarrassed.

   "By the way, there is something, I don't know if I can ask you."

  The helpful Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "Tell me, what's the matter."

  Heya smiled shyly and said politely.

   "That... can you lend me some DNA? I want to study it."

  Chu Guang: "???"

   At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

   "Come in."

  The door opened.

  The deputy captain of the guard, Liu Ding, walked into the reception room quickly, and said with a serious face.

   "Master Manager, a plane is coming from the south."

airplane?

  Chu Guang was taken aback for a moment, his eyes became serious for an instant, and he stood up abruptly.

   "You take a few people there, I'll be there soon!"

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   (Grand! The Internet was disconnected just now, I uploaded it using a hotspot)

  (end of this chapter)