Chapter 385 Vault No. 79!

   "Damn it!?"

  In the kitchen of the Fallen Leaf Camp, looking at the pile of potatoes in front of him, the field guy with a knife in his hand had his eyes straight, and his chin wanted to stick to the ground.

  Is this cooking for pigs? !

  How many tons of potatoes do these guys eat a day? !

However…

   The cook who gave him the task didn't pay attention to the expression on his face at all, and just ordered in an orderly tone.

   "You... are pangolins, right? These potatoes are your job today. I hope to see them all washed and peeled before evening."

   "If the work is not done, there will be good fruit for you to eat."

   After dropping this sentence, the guy didn't know where he went.

  Looking at the knife in his hand, and then at the three skinny survivors beside him, the Zhandi guy felt like crying.

   "This... When will I have to cut it?"

  Yesterday he was bragging on the official website that it took only half a day to complete the workload of three people. As a result, when it went online today, the workload completed yesterday directly became today's standard, and it was quadrupled.

   This is like catching a fat sheep and squeezing it hard.

  The key is that there are no task rewards yet!

  Compared to the people of the legion, their respected manager is simply a living Bodhisattva!

  Not right...

   Are these dogecoins worthy of being compared with the managers? ?

  The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he clenched his knife tightly, and almost couldn't hold back in chasing it out, opening his eyes to the fat pig's **** with its high toes.

  However, thinking of the hidden missions unlocked on the official website last night and the generous mission rewards, he finally took a deep breath and endured it patiently.

  A man can bend and stretch.

  For the sake of the supreme manager... Lord, bear it!

   "We have to improve our tools. With this knife, we won't be able to finish cutting by this time tomorrow." The warfield guy turned his head and looked at the three apprentices behind him, gesticulating with his hands while speaking in poor human-linked language.

  The three apprentices looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces were full of confusion in capital letters.

  The Battlefield guy sighed, picked a guy who looked a little smarter, and asked him to go to the scavenger's garbage station to find some iron pieces and come back.

   After getting the parts and tools, he used flint to grind through the middle of the iron sheet, and then wound it with wire a few times to make four simple paring knives.

   This thing is a bit like a razor.

  Although it is not automatic at all, it is at least much faster than cutting with a dagger.

  After his patient guidance, the three apprentices quickly learned how to peel potatoes more efficiently.

  This time, the battlefield guy learned his lesson, and instead of rushing around to show off, he squatted next to the three apprentices and honed his skills.

  Seeing his leisurely appearance, the apprentices beside him couldn't help saying enviously.

   "Brother, do you often peel potatoes?"

   "No, what's wrong?"

   "No... It just depends on how proficient you are in your movements, and the improved tool is quite easy to use."

  The battlefield guy said with a smile.

   "What's the matter, we all cut like this there, and I also learned from others."

   Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the three apprentices became even more envious.

  In the wasteland, crops with a planting cycle of more than two months are not something ordinary people can afford.

   Most of the survivors grow green wheat in settlements, not because people like the unique oxalic taste, but because other crops can't wait to mature at all, and are either given away by looters or ruined by alien species.

  The more turbulent the era, the more people tend to plant crops with short growth cycles and low requirements on soil, fertility, and manpower.

   This is true in any world.

  Anyway, being idle is idle, and the Zhandi guy simply talked to these apprentices about life on the side of the alliance in a casual language.

  Of course, he didn't mention Union and Dawn City, and he still used Beit Street to refer to it.

   Talking dry, the Zhandi guy paused, and suddenly noticed a row of residents standing in the open space outside the kitchen.

   "What are you doing over there?"

  An apprentice squatting next to him quickly replied.

   "I heard that the legion is recruiting..."

   "Recruitment?"

   "Well, survivors who are strong or have special abilities can sign up, saying that as long as they join the ranks of the legion, they can eat potatoes and beef."

   While speaking, the apprentice had an envious expression on his face, obviously moved.

  But maybe thinking that he might be sent to the front line as cannon fodder, he still didn't make up his mind to try his luck in the end.

  The warlord looked at this guy with a strange look on his face, and threw the potatoes that had been peeled and plated for a long time into the box next to him.

   Those two-headed cows and potatoes…

   Didn’t they all come from your home?

  While the field guy was peeling potatoes and thinking about whether to go to the conscription place to try his luck, Kerway, who was standing in the middle of the camp, was looking at the roster sent by his subordinates.

  In four days, they gathered a total of 7,400 survivors and evacuated nearly 17 survivor settlements.

  The largest survivor settlement has a size of a thousand people, and there is even a cast iron earth cannon in the camp.

However…

  In front of the 400mm main gun, that kind of thing is just a toy.

  Especially when the residents heard that "the steel airship wiped out the entire centurion of the company with just one shot", the locals couldn't muster up the courage to resist, and obediently packed their bags and followed them to migrate here.

They have already deployed firewood generators in the camp to power the nutrient paste synthesis device, and they will also set up a few smelting furnaces here to turn the garbage picked up by the scavengers from the city into useful metal castings. Craft the Ripper Rifle and Ammo.

   The task assigned to him by General McKellen is to train a thousand-man team composed of locals within two months to fight with their air and space marines.

   Lay the foundation for them to bring the southern plains of the River Valley Province into their sphere of influence.

  Standing next to Kerway, logistics officer Finod narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the survivors standing in a row in front of him and the camp that had begun to take shape.

   "We have to speed up... People from the enterprise have discovered our movements, and our patrol team has missed several times."

  Colway: "I have already reported this problem to Mr. Rachel, and then we will increase the number of patrols..."

"And one more thing."

"What's up?"

   "I heard that there is a two-story-high deathclaw in the survivor colony at No. 79 Xiangling Street... Is that right?"

  Kelway thought of this and nodded.

"That's the case. I reported the situation there to Mr. Rachel. Considering that there are only two or three hundred survivors living together, and those locals may not be able to survive from the mouth of the death claw Come down, I asked my subordinates to cross out the survivor settlement... Is there a problem?"

  It wasn't that he was afraid of that thing, it was just that he didn't think it was worth wasting his men's lives and precious ammunition to slaughter a beast.

  Aeromarines are limited in number and cannot be replenished from the rear, corporate guerrillas are enough of a headache for him these days.

  Finnold said kindly.

"No problem, losing two or three hundred people is harmless, but General McLennan is very interested in that beast. He saw the guy on the bridge and kept talking about hanging his head on the ship of the Iron Heart Take the head back and show it to General Griffin."

  Kerway looked at Finod in surprise and was speechless for a long time.

   The smile on Feynold's face remained the same, and his tone was still gentle.

   "May I trouble you?"

   It would be best if he could refuse, but this is an order from General McCollen.

  Even though there was ten thousand reluctance in his heart, Kerway could only nod his numb head.

"good…"

  …

  “…Isn’t this library without a basement?”

  In a dark tunnel.

  Sisi held up a flashlight and looked around. It felt like an air-raid shelter to her, although she had never seen what an air-raid shelter looked like in reality.

  Sesame Paste walked beside her, holding a radio in her arms, her cat ears stood up alertly, and her eyes looked around.

   At this moment, the radio, which was quiet a second ago, suddenly let out a toothsome laughter, which scared her so much that she almost threw it on the ground.

   "...who did you listen to?"

"Local residents."

   "Hehe...what do they know?"

   That's right.

  Sisi nodded thoughtfully, and did not continue to pursue this insignificant question.

  If anyone can find the entrance to the refuge, it will undoubtedly be a torture for those inside and outside.

  Whether it is in the physical sense or in the spiritual sense.

  The two continued to walk along a dark tunnel, and it became more and more spacious as it went forward. From the beginning, it could only allow four people to go side by side, and now it is even as wide as two lanes.

  Looking at the fork next to the passage, Sis became more and more sure of his previous guess.

  Vault 79 should have more than one entrance.

  The number of people accommodated is far more than a thousand people!

  The elevator on the second floor of the library, hidden behind the bookshelf on the side of the wall, just passes through one of the entrances of this tunnel.

  As for how they found that intersection, we have to start from half an hour ago.

  Half an hour ago, they found the radio on the second floor of the library that received the signal from nowhere.

The man on the radio claimed to be the manager of Vault 79, and said in a tone of self-deprecation or self-blame, "Half of the barbarism in this land can be traced to him", and advised the two to leave quickly This is a place of right and wrong.

  Siss has reservations about his claims.

   But so far, this guy seems to be the only one who knows the entrance to Vault 79.

She thought it would take some effort to gain the trust of the manager, but to her surprise, she used that crappy human connection to convince the guy and agreed to let them take a look at No. 79 refuge.

to be honest.

  Such a simple persuasion made Sisi so easy that he couldn't believe it.

  Could it be...

  My own hidden charm value attribute is actually very high?

  Thinking of this, Sisi had a subtle expression on his face.

   At this time, the radio suddenly spoke.

   "Speaking of which, I forgot to ask, what is Vault 404?"

   "Is it a very ordinary shelter?"

"Oh, like this…"

"What's wrong?"

   "It's nothing, I just want to make sure that I haven't interfered with other friends' work... Hehe."

  That smile is a bit meaningful.

   But Sisi didn't think much about it.

  After all, this old radio emits electric noise all the time even if it doesn’t say anything.

   "By the way, what should we call you."

   "Just call me Manager."

   "But we already have a manager, there must be a distinction."

  The voice pondered for a while.

   "Sorry, I've been alone for too long. I haven't used my name for a long time. I thought about it for a while. You can just...call me Yongshi."

  Sisi was a little surprised, but didn't say much, and nodded with an "oh".

  The names of most NPCs in this game are quite strange, including their managers, who have always used the code name "Dawn" to call themselves, only occasionally using the name "Chu Guang".

   But from what this guy said, he seems to be an old monster who has lived from the pre-war era to the present...

   This task is getting more and more interesting.

   Sesame Paste, who was walking aside, couldn't understand what the two were communicating at all, and asked a little nervously.

   "How long until we arrive?"

  Sis relayed her question, and the radio responded quickly.

   "It's just ahead... But before that, I want you to be mentally prepared. As I said, no survivors were ever sheltered there."

   "I'm ready."

  As the guide of the dungeon, this NPC has too much to say.

   Just as Sisi was thinking so, a giant alloy gate in the shape of a gear finally appeared at the end of the tunnel.

  The 79 printed on the center of the gear has not faded even after two centuries.

  The eyes of the two were filled with excitement for a moment.

mission completed!

  The entrance to Vault 79 has been found!

   "Too bad the tail isn't here... shall we call her over?"

   "It's a waste of time to go back and forth. It's hard to get here. Anyway, let's take a look at what it looks like inside..."

  Restraining the excitement in his voice, Sisi looked at the radio in Sesame Paste's hand, and asked in a human-linked language.

   "...how do we get in?"

   Just as the voice fell, the stones on the ground suddenly jumped slightly.

   There was an earthquake-like tremor under the feet, and the giant gear with an unknown tonnage slowly rolled to one side.

  Looking at the straight corridor behind the giant gate, and the spacious playground-like buffer room, Sisi opened his eyes wide in surprise.

  The area in front of her eyes is 10 times the size of Shelter 404...

   However, what surprised her even more was yet to come.

  When she and Sesame Paste walked through the wide buffer room and the door at the end of the corridor, the floor-to-ceiling windows more than ten meters high quickly caught their eyes.

   And behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, their perception of the shelter was completely overturned.

  Square buildings, like a pair of straightedges with sharp edges and corners, are distributed in an unusually wide area, extending to the bottomless underground.

  A series of steep passages connect those square buildings together.

  They are like blocks connected to each other, stacked and connected to each other, making the use of space to the extreme in a way acceptable to human aesthetics.

  At this moment, they are standing at the highest point of this "underground city"...

  Sisi opened his eyes wide, subconsciously touched his ears, and his fingertips were completely glued to the shutter of the headset.

  The sesame paste standing aside was stunned on the spot, not only opened his eyes wide, but also opened his mouth so wide that it seemed as if an egg could be stuffed into it.

   "Is this... really a shelter?"

   "Welcome to Ruigu City 2.0." A cheerful voice came from the radio, "There have been no new guests here for a long, long time."

  The moment the voice fell, the eyes under the cat's ears suddenly flashed with alertness.

  Sesame Paste quickly pulled out the 12mm caliber revolver inserted in his waist with his right hand, and pressed down the hammer skillfully with his thumb.

   This is the pistol she bought from the manager a long time ago, and it is mainly used to deal with large alien species.

   Behind the door she was aiming at, a tiger twice the size was staring at the two through the glass window on the door, with a dangerous growl in its mouth.

   A pair of teeth are turned on the outside of the lips, like a sharp dagger!

  It scratched its claws on the door, its teeth rubbed against the door frame, and its eyes were full of impatience, as if it had been hungry for a long time.

   The moment she met her gaze, the biological instinct made her feel like all the hairs on her body stood on end.

  Also aware of the dangerous aura, Sisi swallowed hard, loaded the assault rifle in his hand with a "click", and asked the radio while aiming at the door.

   "Here...what the **** is going on?"

  Why are there alien species in the shelter? !

  The radio sighed.

   "So I'm telling you to get ready... As you can see, the city has fallen."

   "Falling..."

"Yes."

   Leaning in Sesame Paste's arms, the old radio spoke in a very soft voice, as if it was telling a story of the past.

"The people here had a short and prosperous time, but the giant gate can block war and radiation, but it can't stop people's longing for the outside world and freedom...I try to persuade them to wait a little longer, wait The fallout fell from the sky to the ground, and when the glaciers that froze the earth melted, we were going out into the world hand in hand, but..."

"However?"

   "However, they couldn't wait any longer, and they were clamoring to leave here. I couldn't persuade them..."

  The voice on the radio was mocking, but soon changed to a relieved tone.

   "Don't talk about those old things, I believe you are not interested. In short, because the door outside is always open and close frequently, there is no difference between here and the outside world... even worse than the outside."

"Our original intention was to help the mutated creatures outside to return to their original state, but who would have thought that some idiots would not be satisfied with getting out by themselves, and would also bring out the creatures carrying the unfinished gene primordial, causing the outside to be full of those Mutated freak."

  Sisi frowned.

   "You mean... all the alien species outside ran out from here?"

   The radio answered briefly.

   "Probably, anyway, I guess at least half of them are. As for the rest, you have to ask other shelters... God knows what they are messing with."

   Paused, its tone seemed to carry a trace of deep self-blame.

"Of course, it's not that we haven't tried to remedy it, and we've been looking for ways to control the spread of the Primarch up until the last crisis. In fact, this great work is almost complete... a pity that it's at the last moment , the only research area that did not fall was eventually lost.”

  Sisi's eyes sparkled.

   "We are willing to continue your unfinished business! Restoring the ecology of this planet to normal is also part of our cause to revive the People's Federation!"

   Any major research results found on the wasteland, whether it is encrypted data or sample entities, can be exchanged for generous rewards from Yin Fang, the NPC of the scientific expedition team.

  Such a large shelter.

  The things researched in it must be exchanged for a lot of rewards, right?

   Didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, a comforting voice came from the radio.

   "I'm glad to hear you say that. It seems that I don't trust you so much in vain."

   After a short pause, it continued.

"There is a silver-white building in the center of the city. Its appearance is very eye-catching. You should be able to see it here. It is the research area of ​​this shelter. All our research results are stored there, including our experimental data. Including serum samples that we've already done."

  Siss: "Serum?"

   "Serums that can reverse mutations, we've only done Deathclaw's...because they're the most dangerous."

  The moment he heard this sentence, Sisi froze.

   "Can this kind of thing be done?"

  Reversal has mutated...

   This sounds like a wild idea.

  However, the radio spoke in a firm tone.

"Of course, it's not difficult to do. Closer to home, if you really want to inherit our business, just take those things outside for us. Since you are from the shelter, you must know what to do how to use them."

   "Of course, the aliens here are not easy to deal with, including the claws of death, there are more than one here. You can go back and prepare first, and come back when you are ready."

   "I do have this plan..." Sis glanced at the tiger outside the door.

   She does need some preparation.

  When they entered Xiangling Town before, in order to show their sincerity, she and Sesame Paste only carried basic self-defense weapons.

   Just relying on the ammunition in hand, I am afraid that even the monster behind the door in front of me may not be able to deal with it.

  At least call everyone together!

  …

  The peak period of going offline that day.

  The official website forum was once again detonated by a post.

  《Big news! Vault 79 decrypted! The underground city hidden in Ruigu City! "

   Quit smoking: "Damn it! Underground city?!"

  Tail: "Hmm! The monsters inside are super powerful! There are so many trash guys! (ω

   Picking up trash level 99: "???"

  I am the darkest: "666! Isn't this much more awesome than that shabby broken map of the Warlanders?"

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Nimma, that's not what you said yesterday!"

  Professor Yang, Thunder King: "This scale...is it not too much to put another 100,000 activation codes?"

  Irena: "...Tsk, the novice village where the Death Claw is played, it's not much more exciting than the little monkey's Sanctuary 117. (Funny

  Elf King Fugui: "And it's directly on the face. (Funny

   Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "Let me in!! Planner Dog won't send me a helmet report! (Crazy

  Old Bai: Stunned.jpg

  Siss: "In short, the situation in Vault 79 is basically like this... Since there is no internet here, we can only upload the photos after returning to the Stormtroopers' station in a few days."

"In addition, we also learned that there is a huge nuclear energy reserve in that shelter. According to the manager named Yong himself, it is more than enough to run for three centuries. The serum located in the central research area of ​​the underground city, Seems to reverse the mutation?"

  Yaoya: "Wait, doesn't that mean that Rourou can become a human?" (Excited

  Fujito: expectation) (expectation

   Rourou: "Wait a minute, I am a human! (╯°Д°)╯"

   "Although I am indeed not human in the game."

   "No! It feels weird to say that!"

   Rourou, who posted three posts in a row, fell into chaos, but due to the players' anticipation for the new map, they were quickly submerged in the influx of replies.

  Browsing the post from beginning to end, a certain planner sitting in front of the computer also showed a surprised expression on his face.

   "...reverse mutation?!"

   What kind of black technology is this?

  At this moment, Chu Guang was as surprised as the player named Sisi.

   Fortunately, he has experts he can consult.

   Without hesitation, Chu Guang immediately got up and went to the B3 floor, and found Heya who was busy in the laboratory.

  After listening to his consultation, Heya paused the work in her hands, and a surprised expression was evident in her eyes.

   "...Are you sure? Reverse mutation?"

  Chu Guang said carefully.

   "I can't guarantee that the source of the news is accurate, I can only be sure that I heard it right... But by the way, are you so surprised?"

   "Well, rather than being surprised, it's better to say... I don't quite understand the significance of this research project."

  The index finger rested lightly on her chin, and Heya showed a pensive expression on her face.

"Although the mutated creatures on the wasteland do not rule out human factors, most of them are actually the result of natural selection. Only species with stronger survivability can survive on this planet with an extreme ecological environment. This is what caused the current situation. root cause of the situation."

   "If the environment itself is not changed, it is meaningless to only change the traits of one or two organisms. These individuals who cannot adapt to the current environment will be eliminated soon, and the traits cannot be inherited at all."

   Paused, she continued.

   "Besides, evolution is a continuous process. To which stage is the serum specifically intended to return the mutations that have occurred?"

   "So he's lying?" Chu Guang also found that the logic didn't make sense, and frowned slightly, "The research results stored in Vault 79 are not as simple as he confessed."

He Ya teased: "I thought of going with you, your residents are probably fooled, sometimes they are really innocent and cute... Speaking of which, Yin Fang can't find information about No. 79 shelter? Even the manager's name?"

  Chu Guang shook his head.

   "Can't find it, the shelter is the same as a black box, it's a blind box from the outside."

  Hiya, who folded her arms, tilted her head, not quite understanding what a blind box is.

  Chu Guang didn't explain, thinking quickly in his heart.

  He couldn't assert that "Yongshi" was lying, but that person had a high probability of concealing part of the truth, and the purpose was to let his players take the serum stored in the shelter outside.

   There may be many motives for doing this, and it's pointless to speculate until you figure out what that serum is.

  However, what puzzled Chu Guang was why he didn't do it himself?

  As long as the door of the shelter is closed and the power is cut off, the creatures inside will die from lack of oxygen within a few days.

  Even if some of them can survive tenaciously, it is just a matter of waiting a few more days.

   Either that person has incomplete permissions.

   Either for some reason, that person doesn't want the Xenomorphs in the Vault to die out...

  (end of this chapter)