Chapter 32 The talent engraved in the bones

  The construction site on the old site of the nursing home.

  The dust was billowing, the sound of beating was incessant, and the sound of unloading goods was tinkling, bang bang, and it was a bustling bustle.

These players seem to have endless strength and enthusiasm, pushing the small carts picked up from the abandoned construction site, transporting the stones one after another, smashing them with hammers before transporting them to the cement kiln, and then pouring them into the kiln Coarse material calcined into cement.

  The players squatting next to them pushed the bellows vigorously, trying to make the fire in the kiln more prosperous. Not far away is a non-stop charcoal kiln, and further away there are earthen kilns for bacon and smoked fish racks. The rising smoke and noise even drove away the birds on the trees.

  The players worked together to pour the fired cement into sand and water, mix it into a viscous cement slurry, and quickly built the foundation of the first section of the wall.

  The green smoke curled up into one piece.

  Here is like a newborn tribe, young and full of vitality.

  The construction site was handed over to [Liu Ren under the Sword] who was born in civil engineering. Lao Bai and Fang Chang had already started to study the "indigenous method of steelmaking".

  Guangfeng also improved the fishing traps, using the larvae of mutated leeches as bait, and there is no problem at all in getting a dozen fish a day. If you can't finish eating, you can hand them over to Brother Chaodan to make dried fish.

  The aquatic products in this lake are more abundant than he imagined.

  The only thing to pay attention to is that the bait in the trap should not be too much, and the water level should not be too deep, otherwise the big fish will easily damage the trap.

   But these are minor issues.

   Once you get the hang of it, everything will come together, and the process itself is a lot of fun.

  The same goes for new players.

   They don’t even need to look for it deliberately. Everything here is so novel to them, and it is almost impossible to experience it in modern society.

  Many people sit in the office all day, repeating the work that anyone can replace day after day, losing themselves in trivial things.

   But it's different here.

  This difference is not only derived from the temporary freshness, but also from the satisfaction in the sense of self-realization.

  The civil engineering dog who has worked on the construction site for five or six years and has not gotten into the management team, as long as he shouts "I am an engineer" here, he will immediately be praised by other players as a boss and entrusted with important tasks.

   There are also workers who mix cement and plaster on the construction site.

  The vast majority of players are ordinary people, and the work they do in reality may not be so eye-catching, but here as long as they have a skill, they don't even need to be too prominent, and they can get collective affirmation.

  The surface outposts of the refuge are improving at a speed visible to the naked eye because of the efforts of each of them.

  In Maslow's hierarchy of needs, this is the highest level of demand. It breaks away from any low-level tastes, and the spiritual pleasure it brings is unmatched by any taste.

  The most important thing is that you don’t have to pay a lot of money to get it. Even if your tired muscles are sore, you are still a character in the game and will not affect your life the next day.

   On the contrary, because of falling asleep early, the next day will be more lively.

   All of the above were guesses made by Chu Guang who returned to the outpost with the loot when he saw the players busy.

  Of course it is impossible for him to know what the players think.

  For managers, that kind of thing is not important at all, and they don't care.

  As long as the number of reservations is always greater than the players on the list, there is no need to worry about no fresh leeks coming in to sweat.

   Retire?

  AFK?

   Again, please give the helmet and account to those who need it, and try a more original game method.

   Closer to home.

  The results of this outing are quite gratifying.

  Two 5mm iron pipe rifles, 62 rounds of 5mm ammunition, and three backpacks that I didn't have time to turn over.

   These were all found from the two predators and the unlucky guy who was hunted down and killed by them.

  Chu Guang is a person who doesn't like to waste, and including the mutated hyena that was shot in the neck, he kept everything together.

  Domestication does not affect its taste, it is a foreign species to Chu Guang anyway.

  Throwing the mutated hyena to Brother Chaodan who was the cook, Chu Guang started to pick up the backpack with Ye Shi and Trash Jun.

   "Matches, compass, map, and... a few pieces of jerky? And some plastic? What's written on this thing?"

  Hearing Ye Shi's muttering, Brother Garbage, who was not very sharp in his claws, also came over, picked up one with great interest and took a closer look.

   "Kind of like casino chips."

   "Give me the plastic sheet, I can use it."

  Chu Guang confiscated the twenty or so white "plastic pieces" without expression. Anyway, these things are useless to the players.

   Then, he looked at the jerky in Ye Shi's hand.

   "...the jerky is fine, I don't recommend you to eat it."

  Ye Shi, who was about to take a bite, froze for a moment.

"Why?"

  Chu Guang thought for a while, and used a euphemism.

   "Predators are usually not too taboo, you have no way to determine what kind of meat it is."

   Jun Jun has not reacted yet, Ye Shi next to him has already thrown away the jerky and started Yueting.

  Even in the game, he couldn't accept certain settings.

  Looking at Ye Shi's reaction, Chu Guang suddenly became curious about what these players were thinking, so he looked at Garbage Lord and asked.

   "What it's like to kill someone."

  Jun Garbage froze for a moment, then rubbed his head.

"Did not notice…"

  How does the game feel? It's not like he hasn't played the bloodier ones before.

   On the contrary, the blood special effects in this game are not very exaggerated, so that he didn't pay much attention at the time.

but…

  When he rushed forward and stabbed the javelin into the chest of the last predator, and the blood splashed on him, at that moment he suddenly had a desire to eat.

  It's like biological instinct.

  Chu Guang glanced at this "Lizardman" a little unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that the player's psychological quality was surprisingly good.

   Could it be that the dream weakened the feeling of death?

   It still means that the perspective of the players looking at the world has some kind of filter that they don't understand.

   Not sure.

   After all, this device was not designed by Chu Guang, and he has never used the helmets of the players, let alone whether the world in their eyes is exactly the same as the world in his own eyes.

  It seems that in the future, I will use my identity as a planner to chat with players...

  …

  As of five o'clock in the afternoon, the wall on the north side of the nursing home has been basically repaired.

   I have to say that these players are simply geniuses.

  Chu Guang even felt that his NPC was superfluous.

   Although some talents are not written on the attribute panel, they are engraved in their bones. As long as they are given a piece of land, they can become a field tomorrow.

  Even if the server is reset and the world is destroyed tomorrow, they can rebuild it brick by brick.

  The treasures on the construction site are not only those blue-gray stones, but also those piles of cement blocks covered with sacks.

   These things are too heavy for ordinary survivors to take away or use, so they still maintain the original appearance at the beginning of the nuclear war until now.

  Although these cements have already hardened and cannot be mixed with sand to water the foundation, it is very good to use another way of thinking and directly use them as bricks to build walls.

   At least, it is much more reliable than the pile of yellow mud bricks burned by Lao Bai!

Under the leadership of [Knife Keeping People Under the Sword], the players drove the pine logs sawn into four or five meters long into the soil, piled cement blocks from the construction site in the middle, and then inserted steel bars stolen from the construction site to fix them. Finally, pour the well-mixed calcium carbonate cement on it.

   Wait until the cement dries up, and a simple but reliable concrete fortification is completed.

   As for the inner side of the wall, cement blocks and concrete waste were piled up as slopes.

  In case of an attack, the players inside the wall only need to crawl on the **** and use the cover to fight back against the intruders.

  Considering that the scale of the outpost will be further expanded in the future, another fortification can be built on the outside of the fort, and it can be guarded with sentry posts and watchtowers.

"...The terrain of the entire Wetland Park is relatively flat, and the surrounding area of ​​the nursing home is even more of a forest plain, with no steep slopes to use as shelters. I can cut down the surrounding trees, so that any targets that are close to the outpost, we can Find out immediately!"

   "Okay, brother dei, what do you do in real life?" Looking at the new player next to him, Lao Bai looked surprised.

  [Knife keeps people under the knife] He has a little impression of this ID, but only a little bit. He only remembers that he joined the group a long time ago.

   Unexpectedly, in the small game group, there are so many big bosses squatting crouching.

  Liu Ren under the sword smiled shyly and said embarrassedly.

   "...I'm just a civil dog, a marginal person in the unit, drinking tea and reading newspapers all day long, and few of them look at me directly."

   "No, no, your level is good! To be honest, I never thought that I could finish a whole wall today."

   "It's an award, it's an award!"

  It was already evening, and the sky was turning yellow.

  Brother Chaodan, who is the chef, set up a large pot on the open space in front of the nursing home, threw in the fish caught by the wind from the lake, and made a pot of fresh fish soup with pine nuts.

  The players sat on the floor, each with a bowl and a piece of dried bacon. A mouthful of fish soup and a mouthful of meat, just eat it like this, it has a special flavor.

certainly.

   Not everyone can accept this flavor.

  For example, Teng Teng sitting on the ground is pinching his nose and looking at the bowl in his hand with a sad face.

   "Uh, it's so fishy..."

  Whether in the game or in reality, she is very sensitive to smells, and she really can't accept this heavy-tasting cooking method.

  Brother Chaodan not far away heard this and rolled his eyes.

   "You think I want...there isn't even cooking wine here, I've tried my best."

  That expression is obvious, like to eat or not.

   "Eat as much as you can, you will be hungry if you don't eat in this game," Ye Shi also comforted beside him, "Why don't you pinch your nose and drink it? I can help."

   Fujitō hid aside for a while.

   "You don't have to."

  Speaking of which, do NPCs also need to eat?

  Fujito looked around and found that the manager was not far away.

  However, he didn't dine with the players, he just stayed here for a while, then left in a hurry.

   And when he came back again, many players who were close to him saw that his face was ashen, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

  The players were in a commotion.

   Noticing the situation not far away, Lao Bai was curious, so he put down the bowl in his hand and stood up from the ground.

   Walking forward quickly, he grabbed the closer Fengfeng to inquire.

   "Brother, what happened?"

  Guangfeng looked solemn, and said in a deep voice.

"It is said that…"

   "Looks like a dead person."

   Thanks to the three lords of "Sleepwalking" for their rewards~~~~~

  

  (end of this chapter)