Chapter 228 Although more money has been sent out, it is a good thing

  North of Jiujiu Farm, an abandoned town.

   Light snow was caught in the howling north wind, and the branches on the roadside swayed gently.

  The truck carrying the quadruple anti-aircraft guns in the rear compartment was hidden at the edge of the woods, and the horizontal cannons were aimed at a snowy field to the north.

  Beside the truck, Gray Wolf held up the binoculars and looked in the north direction, with a look of anxiety on his face, and he kept muttering softly.

"This is impossible…"

It stands to reason that after he fired the signal flare, a centurion would set off from Yuanxi Town and immediately go to Jiujiu Farm to help him consolidate the defense of the fort. Follow-up troops and supplies would also be transferred to Jiujiu Farm one after another, bringing the entire northern suburbs into The territory of the Bonechewer Tribe.

   But now, it is already noon the next day.

   Not to mention the Centuries, he didn't even see a single person from the north.

   There was a hint of annoyance in Gray Wolf's eyes, he felt that he had been deceived.

   Obviously, Lion Fang, who handed over the flare gun to himself, had no intention of sending reinforcements at all, and even regarded himself and his subordinates as cannon fodder from the moment he set off.

   But why?

   Gray Wolf couldn't figure out why Lion Fang did this.

  If that stupid thing has information and thinks that it is impossible for him to take down here, why would he agree to take the risk by himself?

  Even if he is a foreigner, he is still a fighting force, and he thinks that his strength is not weak. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out why Lion Fang gave up on himself.

   Liu Ding, who was standing next to him, did not have any surprises on his face.

  Before departure, the manager had told him that this mission might come to nothing.

  The raiders in Yuanxi Town probably didn't intend to reinforce them at all.

  Because of some factors outside the battlefield.

  With an assault rifle hanging on his chest, Liu Ding, who was standing next to him, glanced at the time of the VM on his arm, and said expressionlessly.

   "It seems that your 'reinforcement' will not come."

   Gray Wolf's Adam's apple moved.

   "Maybe it's snowing..."

   Liu Ding ignored him, knocked on the door of the truck with his fist, and greeted the player sitting in the driver's seat.

   "Mission ended."

   "Retreat."

   Sitting on the truck [Ward's athlete's foot who Levin] yawned, started the engine of the light truck, and shouted into the rearview mirror.

   "Call work, call it a day, don't doze off."

  The [Yar, I want to go to the toilet] who was about to fall asleep shook his head violently, and after waking up, he climbed back to the truck and muttered while looking at the half box of ammunition.

"Oh shit."

   "I'm so sleepy that I'm about to get disconnected..."

   It was the first time for me to feel sleepy in the game.

  The operator of "Wasteland OL" always puts extra effort in strange places.

  Is it reasonable not to be online 24 hours a day?

  Is it reasonable for the characters in the game to sleep?

   No one can do this with the anti-addiction system!

  …

  I barely slept all night last night, and the work in the morning piled up again.

  There is no new movement in the north for the time being, and the next attack must come from the northeast—the thousand-man team led by Black Snake.

In order to guard against sneak attacks, Chu Guang deployed two patrol routes near the Zhongzhou Aerospace Ecological Experimental Base, using the former sites of the three survivor settlements, Dongliu Camp, Gonglu Town, and Battery Factory as patrol nodes, to search for possible dangers in the northeast of Qingquan City. threaten.

   Patrol missions will be shared by the guards and combat professional players, not only to perform the patrol mission itself, but also to familiarize yourself with the terrain in this area to prepare for the upcoming war.

  By the way, Dilat rubber is really easy to use.

   It is not just used to seal components, it can be simply and crudely made into tracks, and the tires can be replaced to make light trucks "fly" on the snow.

  However, the poor quality of the suspension is a problem, which may cause people sitting in the car to feel very uncomfortable. Last night, a young player in the intelligence department was vomited.

  After returning to the refuge, it was already noon, and Chu Guang fell asleep without eating. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already afternoon.

   "It's time to go back to work again."

   Shaking his drowsy brain, Chu Guang sat up from the bed and looked down at the sweat-soaked clothes, then looked at the sheets and the floor.

  “…This will be misunderstood if you see it.”

  Chu Guang just said something to himself, and an energetic voice floated over from the wall beside him.

   "It's okay master, Xiao Qi won't tell others."

  The voice package was stolen from nowhere.

  Is it the style of a senior today?

   "Okay, you can shut up now."

  The sound stopped.

   On the VM resting on the bedside table, a line of pop-up windows popped up on the screen.

   "QAQ"

   "..."

  Close the dialog box that popped up on the VM casually, Chu Guang skillfully took off his clothes, and threw them into the basket by the door.

Picking up the towel hanging beside the basket, Chu Guang simply wiped off the metabolites on his body. Chu Guang changed into clean clothes and went to the bathroom on the B3 floor. laboratory.

   Seeing Chu Guang appearing at the door, He Ya slightly raised her eyebrows, with a hint of surprise on her expression.

   "You 'upgraded' again?"

   This is a new word she learned from Chu Guang.

  Like "player", in short, they are all words that are "difficult to understand just by listening to the pronunciation".

   "Exactly."

   Consciously lying on the scanning bed, Chu Guang said bluntly.

"let's start."

   "Wait a minute! I'm putting the samples away."

  Stopping the work at hand, Heya skillfully removed the slice from the microscope, carefully put it back in the sample library for low-temperature preservation, and then walked over happily.

   Compared with the tissue slices of Deathclaw, the genetic samples preserved in this shelter are obviously more interesting.

  For her, this place is like a treasure house with unlimited potential.

   It’s awesome to be waking up today after 20 years!

   Walking to the terminal next to the bed, Heya stretched out her index finger and tapped the touch screen a few times, skillfully operating the device to start working.

  The scanning unit starts.

   After a short wait, the updated attribute panel was soon presented in front of Chu Guang.

  【

  ID: Chu Guang

  Genetic Sequence: Manager (Phase 2)

  Level: LV.15→LV.16

  —Basic Properties—

   Strength: 17

   Dexterity: 11

   Constitution: 16

   Perception: 12

  Intelligence: 14→15

  ]

  Intelligence is added this time.

  Chu Guang closed his eyes and felt it for a while, but maybe because he was smart enough, he didn't feel too intuitive.

  Heya, who was standing next to the terminal, had surprise written all over her face.

  Nerve cells are non-renewable cells. It stands to reason that after the human brain matures, it will not add new neurons.

   At least not under natural conditions.

  However, at this moment, the changes in him subverted her cognition.

   Without the aid of drugs or other auxiliary equipment, the fully developed body actually grew twice in a row!

   This is not exercise-based growth.

   Rather, the way genes are expressed is fundamentally altered.

  In fact, Chu Guang is not alone. Almost all the residents in this refuge have many similar situations in the expression of DNA that she finds difficult to understand.

"Unbelievable... how fast you've grown is just amazing! I think I just had a physical for you like a little over a week ago? Last time it was the immune system and metabolic function and bones... so it's neurons this time? Really enough Outrageous!"

  Chu Guang didn't feel anything, but felt that he was a little neglected to exercise during this period of time.

   "Soon?"

  Heya nodded with a serious expression.

   "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't use the word incredible."

  Chu Guang gave her a strange look: "Why do I think you use it often?"

   Heya froze for a moment.

"Have it?"

   Without wasting time on irrelevant issues, Chu Guang moved the topic back to the issue of gene sequences.

   "So growing up fast is a good thing or a bad thing."

  Heya thought for a while and said.

  “It’s hard to say. From different standpoints, the definition of good or bad is also different.”

  Chu Guang: "What do you mean?"

  Heya: "In short, the growth of an individual helps to increase the probability of survival in the environment, but relatively, an overly complex gene expression method is not conducive to heredity... Can you understand me?"

   Actually, this is not a big problem.

  I heard that in the distant era of prosperity, a considerable number of people have abandoned the old social relationships and reproduced the next generation entirely through technological means.

   Especially with the prosperity of bionic companions and virtual reality technology, this process of social change has been directly accelerated.

  After all, who can refuse a paper man whose personality will never collapse?

  Especially when this cardboard guy can walk out of the screen.

   "That's right, but I'm not sure if what I understand is consistent with what you want to express."

   All in all, it is difficult to win the lottery?

  Chu Guang, who was sitting on the edge of the scanning bed, fell into deep thought.

   So here comes the problem.

   So is this a good thing or a good thing?

  …

  Waking up late has the advantage of getting up late. The evening is the busiest time at the North Gate Market, and you can eat as soon as you open your eyes.

  The bonfire standing at the north gate has been extinguished, but the festive atmosphere is no less than last night.

   Even hotter than last night.

  The popular snacks at the celebration were preserved and continued to shine in the market.

  And those prey collected from the wasteland by the players racking their brains, as well as unused ingredients, greatly enriched the recipes of the local residents.

   Sure enough, eating is always the first pursuit of people.

   Only after they are full, will people have the mind to think about other things and think about how to improve their lives.

  When Chu Guang was shopping in the market, he found that people from the Frostspear clan were selling a kind of black and red dyes made of shellac.

   This is the technology they brought from the survivor colony in the north. The raw materials are some small bugs that are not uncommon in the wasteland, but this technology has not been used until here.

   And when the people of the Frostspear clan discovered at the celebration that the blue coats needed paint, they immediately made this thing.

  Facts have proved that the performance of this dye is really excellent, especially for silk fabrics. The wetting power is very good. After successful coloring, it will not fade after repeated washing.

  Besides, people from the Iron Ax Tribe also gained some experience in spinning, and many varieties that Chu Guang had never seen before were born in the booth of the Qiucao Qiuye sisters.

   Such as some beautiful accessories, durable gloves, scarves or socks.

  Some of the products were obviously taught to them by Fujitō.

  Prosperous bazaars help boost the morale of producers, and the rewards of commodity circulation for production are more conducive to stimulating creativity, prompting people to improve production tools and production methods, thereby driving the overall prosperity of the entire survivor stronghold.

  Walking in the market, Chu Guang could intuitively feel that the harsh winter and the negative impact of the "Wartime Regulations" were slowly fading away.

  The sprouts of prosperity seem to come earlier than spring.

  On almost everyone's face, he could feel the vigorous vigor, as well as the expectation and longing for tomorrow's life.

   In the wasteland, it is almost difficult to see.

   When passing by the barbecue stand, Chu Guang bought some skewers.

  The oily smell of meat pierced into the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help moving his index finger after he hadn't eaten all day, and it was satisfying to bite down.

   Just as Chu Guang was thinking about whether he would like something to drink, he happened to hear a familiar shout coming from a mushroom stand not far away.

   "Fresh devil's jelly!"

   "I just made it, come and buy ducks!"

  The mushroom stalls are all open?

  It seems that this winter is indeed coming to an end.

   Surprised in his heart, Chu Guang looked towards Boss Ya's booth.

  Unfortunately, there is no mushroom soup that countless NPCs and players miss. Instead, there is a big barrel.

  On the wooden table next to the vat, there were several exquisite small bowls, which contained crystal clear jelly, which looked like jelly.

  Chu Guang remembered that it seemed to be Fujiteng's masterpiece. He boiled the devil's pupa into jelly and made it into something like a bamboo shoot jelly.

  After the New Year’s event ended, the kind-hearted Fujiteng seemed to have passed on this craft to Yaya, and Yaya, who smelled the business opportunity, immediately shut down the stall.

  The only pity is that the amount is too small.

   If only she was half her age.

   Not long after the yelling, a large circle of players surrounded the mushroom stand as expected.

   "Hey! Boss Duck's mushroom stall is open?!"

   "Hey! Not mushrooms!"

   "Damn, why are you selling strange food? What's the difference between this and selling dog meat?"

   "Where's the mushroom soup? I want to be able to see Xiao Keli's mushrooms!"

   "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

   "Wait, jelly seems to be good too?"

   "Good brother, I suddenly have a bold idea—"

   "Get out!"

  The red-faced Yaya raised his hand and threw a bowl of devil's jelly. The player who was hit was overjoyed, picked up the bowl and ran away.

   Yaya, who was breathing calmly, realized that he had been tricked, and immediately regretted it.

   Damn, careless!

   Lost a bowl just after opening, what a blood loss!

   But ridicule is ridicule, everyone is more concerned about Boss Ya's business.

   After all, it is the first meal that many players eat after entering the game, and the five copper coins given by the novice gift pack are just enough to buy a bowl.

  The bowl of mushroom soup carried their memories of the distant version, even older than the history of the North Gate Market.

  After the little player finished eating, he quickly returned the bowl, said sorry in embarrassment, it was delicious, and said with a playful smile that he would dare to do it next time.

  Other players also took out VMs one after another, ready to pay for their feelings.

  However, when they learned the price, everyone was shocked.

   "Wait a minute, isn't it too expensive for one silver coin for this jelly?"

   "Exactly! Your bowl is only half the size of an apple, which is too little!?"

   "I treat Sister Ya as a brother, and Sister Ya regards me as a prince."

   "It's too dark, it's too dark!"

  Seeing that everyone complained one after another, and the rhythm was sounding, Yaya became anxious and argued hastily.

   "The ramen next door is selling for ten silver coins a bowl. Isn't it too much for me to sell one silver coin?"

   Zhang Hai, who was pulling noodles at the noodle stall next door, was unhappy when he heard this, and immediately glared over.

   "Crap!"

   "When did I sell so expensive?"

  Irena, who was eating noodles, raised her head and couldn't help making complaints.

   "It's true that you don't sell it so expensive, but the meat you cut is really thinner than two slices."

  Zhang Hai glanced at him indifferently.

   "You know a hammer? This is the most authentic."

   All the diners cursed upon hearing this.

  These profiteers are too dark!

   Hang the street lamps!

  Holding the freshly bought grilled wild pork kebabs in his hand, looking at the noisy little players, Chu Guang couldn't help showing a fatherly smile on his face.

so good.

  Looks like I have to find an excuse to hold more celebrations in the future.

   Just wait until the crisis in the northern suburbs is resolved!

  If the situation is optimistic, the ceremony to celebrate spring plowing may be held together with the ceremony of triumph.

   However, the premise of all good visions about the future is that they must drive away the wolves in the north.

   Otherwise it's all just talk.

   Bite the last bite of meat on the skewer, Chu Guang wiped his mouth, and walked towards the next booth with great interest.

  …

   After dinner, Chu Guang strolled on the street for a while.

   It wasn't until it was completely dark that he returned to the shelter, returned to his office, sat down, and began to do the planning work.

  Usually at this point most people have already gone offline, but today there are still many people online.

   It seems that everyone has nothing to do during the New Year's Day holiday, lying down is lying down, it is better to lie down wearing a helmet.

  All day today, the average online time of users has increased by at least 20% compared to the previous few days.

  The key indicator to measure the player's "liver degree" - the total number of silver coins issued has also increased by 13% compared to yesterday.

  Although more money has been sent out, it is a good thing.

   According to the economic system of "Wasteland OL".

   The rewards players receive from tasks and orders are positively related to the value of players' contributions to the collective.

  Generally speaking, for every silver coin a player gets, the value it brings to the shelter is between 1.5 and 4 silver coins.

  Even if the silver coin is obtained from the market or from transactions with other players, it doesn’t matter. The value still exists, but it is moved from the warehouse to the market and settled in various forms to provide the basis for future transaction taxes.

  As life professional players consume inventory, these issued currencies will return to the refuge, thus forming a virtuous circle.

   In addition to the prosperity of the market.

  Chu Guang also noticed that after the battle last night, five new awakeners were born.

   As of now, the number of awakened people in the server has risen to 27, and there are only three people left to form three full teams of ten.

   "It's one step closer to forming an 'Awakening Company'." Chu Guang couldn't help but smile, and his face was full of happiness.

   Is it okay for one awakened person to hit three people?

  In the same way, is it okay for a company of Awakened to beat up a regiment?

  Although the Predators also have awakened ones, maybe there are some weird things, but it's not a big problem.

  His small players are not only more pure, but also have a stable evolutionary direction, and the most important thing is that the output is also large.

   One life in three days, just ask if you are afraid?

   After reading the macro data report, Chu Guang then opened the report uploaded by Jiujiu Farm.

  Among the trophies seized this time, there are about 101 Ripper rifles, the remaining 21 submachine guns, and 32 assault rifles, 9 ready-to-use Iron Fist rocket launchers, a number of Molotov cocktails and grenades.

  According to the loot counted by the NPCs, with the assistance of Xiao Qi, Chu Guang calculated the rewards of the players through the preset calculation formula.

   The war goals in defensive mode and offensive mode are different, and the number of kills will contribute a little more war score.

   Among them, the MVP is naturally the "anti-aircraft artillery" group. The number of people counted is 42. Nearly 40% of the targets were harvested by mosquitoes alone, which directly led to the collapse of the attacking side.

  At that time, the shuttle machine gun swept by, and the predators who had occupied the wall were frightened and dumbfounded, and they shot after jumping down.

   So much so that the "Edge" team felt lonely after rushing up, and the battle was over by the time they arrived at the door.

  However, although the head is taken by the mosquito, the score is still calculated as the group score.

   In other words, brothers Levin and Suo, who are the drivers and loaders, can also get the rewards provided by the points.

   Counting the points provided by the team mission, the three of them received 480 silver rewards, 200 contribution points and 1,000 regional reputation points respectively.

   Besides that, three life professional players finally got their first silver medals in their gaming careers!

  Although it is a basic medal.

   But it can be regarded as an achievement.

   Finally, Chu Guang, who finished all his work, leaned on the office chair and stretched.

   Just when he was thinking about which game to collect material for a while, a post on the forum suddenly aroused his interest.

  The title of the post is not a gimmick, even mediocre, but the discussion is surprisingly hot.

   "It was an ordinary morning, about my friend's life"

  【Original: Don’t bullshit】

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   (Please take half a day off to sleep. The efficiency of staying up late to code words is too low, and it is difficult to concentrate. I will write after I sleep. Today is only 6K...)

  (end of this chapter)