Chapter 53 is for the benefit of players

   "Huh? There are already 30 reward points?"

  The players have been a little hardworking recently.

Turning off the computer, Chu Guang was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he opened up the manager’s allowance and found that his reward points were 30 points, so he allocated 20 points to the intermediate blind box without saying anything. The next 10 points were left to the primary blind box.

  However, the rewards offered are not ideal.

   At least not what he wanted.

   "A box of oral antibiotic capsules, about 12 capsules. A box of hemostatic bandages, containing two packs, can be used twice...Unfortunately, no muscle strengthening needles have been prescribed."

   "Even if you give me a healing needle, it's not bad."

   Picking up the materials from the conveyor belt, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.

   It is not enough to say that it is completely useless.

   It's a medium meaning.

  As for the ten primary blind boxes, in addition to a bunch of colorful lollipops, the only useful ones are a 500ml bottle of soy sauce and a 500g bag of salt.

   But this bag of salt is interesting.

   "...A single intake of more than 10g can increase immunity by 1~5% and metabolism by 1~5%. Good guy, is this a legend?"

  What happens if you ingest a whole bag?

  The idea of ​​stacking buffs just appeared in Chu Guang's mind, and he soon realized how stupid this idea was.

   Eat a whole bag of salt.

   I'm afraid it's all marinated.

   "Anyway, let's put it on the shelves tomorrow."

  500g can be disassembled into individual small packages of 5X100g, is it not too much to sell 3~5 silver coins for a package?

   It’s not too much to say this out of conscience! At any rate, it is a refined salt that does not contain sulfur, sulfate ions, or organic impurities, the white one, and it also has a buff bonus.

   It can be regarded as a benefit for the players.

  Soy sauce is not easy to divide, and the 100ml sealed container is not easy to find. Just hang 20 silver coins and put it on the shelf.

  Anyway, he is not a chef who intends to open a restaurant, so it is estimated that no player will buy this thing.

   "That's it, sleep and sleep...Xiao Qi, wake me up at six tomorrow morning."

  Xiao Qi, who was crouching in the corner and hung up the phone, turned on the signal light.

   "Okay, master."

  Chu Guang fell asleep not long after.

  However, Xia Yan, who was squatting in the corner of the next room, couldn't fall asleep.

   Even if it wasn't because of someone's snoring, the sound insulation effect of this room is quite good, and you can basically hear nothing when you close the door.

   What really makes her toss and turn is that tomorrow is her first day on the job.

  Is this "weapon shop proprietress" really serious about her job?

   In the past few days, Chu Guang has fed her "delicious food and drink" every day, and she always has a feeling of unreliability in her heart.

  After all, generally speaking, captives are usually treated with nutrient cream with little nutrition, or simply sawdust mixed with bark, or something else.

  Let’s not talk about meat and porridge, thank goodness for normal food.

  However, after the past two days, she felt that she was about to gain weight...

  After thinking about it for a long time, it is easy to get sleepy. Xia Yan, who was holding the script book, fell asleep without knowing it. And when she woke up from the daze, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

   "Get up."

  Looking at the man standing at the door, Xia Yan rubbed her eyes, leaning on the wall and trying to get up from the ground, she found two crutches in front of her.

   "Is this... for me?"

   Chu Guang is happy.

   "Who else needs this here except you."

   In the future, if conditions permit, let her install a bionic prosthetic body. It is indeed a bit miserable to look like this.

   "..."

This guy!

  Why are you talking so irritatingly!

  Gritting her teeth, Xia Yan stretched out her two arms, one on each side, with a crutch in her crutches, and stood up with difficulty from the ground.

  Standing aside and watching her complete the whole set of movements alone, Chu Guang nodded approvingly, very satisfied with her strong performance.

   "Yes, it seems to be suitable for you."

  Xia Yan said stiffly with a cold face.

   "Whatever you say...I'm your captive anyway, even if you want me to—"

"Okay, stop talking." Not wanting to understand this guy's brain, Chu Guang interrupted her without hesitation, coughed lightly and continued, "I will arrange work for you in a while. Now, you Follow me outside first."

   The last time I breathed outside air was three days ago.

  Follow Chu Guang on the elevator and go directly to the surface.

  Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the nursing home, Xia Yan subconsciously raised her left arm, which was holding a cane, and narrowed her slender eyelashes, feeling that the light was a bit dazzling.

   "Did you build the outer wall?"

  Chu Guang said casually.

   "Evaluate it."

  Xia Yan pouted.

   "It's so-so. It can be used to deal with a few predators in the countryside. But if it's a mutant, it's estimated that it can be turned over with a foothold, let alone encountering a wave or something like that."

   Hearing words that he had never heard before, Chu Guang took a look at her.

   "Tide?"

   Xia Yan said in a casual tone.

"There are things that often happen along the third ring road, and you probably don't feel it here. Groups of nibblers began to migrate from the vicinity of the second ring road to the third ring road, and there were also many crawlers among them—even more crawlers than crawlers. A strong mutant... Even if I say that, you probably can't imagine it."

  Due to the huge size of Boulder City, as long as there are aliens migrating north from the city, they will definitely pass through this survivor's fortress.

   And the war between humans and alien species is naturally inevitable.

  Although Xia Yan's mercenary team is only a fringe team, it has also participated in several missions to deal with the wave.

   Acting with a large army, the risk factor is not so high, and the money for this kind of mission is generally very good.

  In order to resume trade and production as soon as possible, the bigwigs in the city often spend a lot of money to ask them to help, and provide them with ammunition without hesitation.

  And all they need to do is pull the trigger and put their shoulders on the **** of the gun.

  Many poor people living in slums have embarked on the road of no return to mercenaries during the wave.

   "Indeed," Chu Guang nodded, "I've only seen nibblers a few times...they seem sensitive to light?"

   That was when I first came to the wasteland.

   Really almost disappeared...

  Xia Yan nodded.

"Yes, not only are they sensitive to light, but mutant hyenas, jackals, moles, bats, flies, and mice don't treat them very well, and they will treat them as prey when they are extremely hungry...so these guys often crowd in the subway or In the sewers."

  "Generally speaking, if you see one, it is equivalent to seeing a group. It is still very dangerous to meet in a narrow place."

   After silently recording these clues, Chu Guang decided to update the entry "Inspur" in the database of the official website later.

  But now is not the time to do this.

  “…From now on, this house will be your studio. If possible, I will find someone to build you a new one.”

   "In short, let's use it first."

  Bringing Xia Yan to the door of the weapon store, Chu Guang hung the wooden sign at the door on the hook next to the door frame for her.

"I engraved the price on the wooden sign, and taught you the corresponding words. If you have any questions, you can find Xiao Qi... But it's on the third floor, and it's not easy for you to go up. My players are very Friendly, if you can't understand what they're saying, just stare at them blankly."

  For an unsociable nerd, staring blankly is enough to kill.

   "Player?"

  Because Chu Guang used Chinese when he said this word, Xia Yan didn't understand what the word meant.

   "The translation means 'refuge residents'," Chu Guang explained casually, "You don't need to remember their names, and you don't need to deeply understand the meaning of the word, just call them that."

  I always feel that it is not polite to refer to the residents of the refuge as "refuge residents"...

   But Chu Guang said so, Xia Yan has no other opinions.

  My identity is nothing more than a slave, and having a decent job is already the greatest kindness to her.

"Remember, you need to keep an account every time you sell something. I will check the account and inventory every day. But the cheapest iron-pipe rifle costs hundreds of silver coins, and 'players' can't afford it for the time being. Your job should It won’t be too busy. Just help me repair that assault rifle in your free time, and help me make some bullets and weapons within your ability.”

  Xia Yan glanced at the empty room, except for a table and a chair, there was only a board with nails on it.

  There are some low-quality iron pipe weapons hanging on the nails, it seems that she is afraid that she will forget the price, and there is also a wooden tag with the price written on it.

   His eyes were a little dull, Xia Yan looked at Chu Guang, and couldn't help asking.

   "Are you going to ask me to dig a gun out of you with your fingernail?"

  Chu Guang: "Can it be done?"

  Xia Yan: "It's a ghost! Even if there is no electric lathe, at least there must be a workbench that can be operated manually?!"

  There are often mercenaries who can't find the bullets and accessories they need on the store shelves because they use DIY weapons. At this time, they usually go to some small and medium-sized studios that order machine parts or precision instruments, rent the workbench there, and process the things they need by themselves.

Because of poverty, Xia Yan has made weapons and bullets by himself. Although he can't afford high-end intelligent automatic processing machine tools that "input and shape", it is not difficult to make these things with some affordable electric machine tools, and it doesn't cost too much. time.

  But the situation in front of her was beyond her imagination.

  Not to mention electric machines, there is neither electricity nor beds here. Not to mention various types of cutting tools, even the most basic turning tools, boring tools, and milling tools are not available.

  This can be a ghostly weapon!

  Chu Guang didn't care about her complaints, and continued to speak lightly.

   "So, just say what you need, and don't make me guess."

"Now I ask you to make a list and write down the things you need. It is best to simply draw what they look like. If you can find them, I will let the players try to help you find them. Find a way to buy... by the way, remember to write down their prices, I don't want to waste money."

Xia Yan: "Turning tools, boring tools, milling cutters, pliers and hammers, these are the most basic. In addition, I need a slot with threads and scales... Forget it, I'll draw it .”

   "It is best to have a picture. You can draw as detailed as possible. Maybe my players can make it."

  Chu Guang took out the paper, pen and a wooden ruler, and handed them to Xia Yan.

  After the latter took it, he frowned tightly, and began to write and draw on the paper by relying on his memory.

  Chu Guang didn't urge her.

   It is not an easy task to draw these things so that others can understand, especially for an unprofessional mercenary.

   But doesn't everything start from the first time?

  After Xia Yan finished drawing, Chu Guang filled in two lines with the drawing, then went to the warehouse, and found the player on duty sitting in front of the wooden table.

  Handing him the paper in his hand, Chu Guang said concisely.

   "I need these things on paper."

   "If someone comes here to sell things, tell them for me and let them pay attention when they are picking up waste."

   "When you have nothing to do, you can copy it according to this drawing, draw a few more for me, paste it on the door, and send one to the steelmaking blast furnace by the way."

  The job of the warehouse manager is also the publisher of collection and production tasks. After all, it is too troublesome to assign tasks one by one.

  The player took the paper and looked at it, his eyes widened.

  【Task: Forge or collect a turning tool (with photo)】

  【Reward: 10 silver coins, 100 contributions】

  10 silver coins!

  Damn it!

  Equivalent to the wages of burning cement for a day!

   If you can pick this up, wouldn't you make a fortune? !

   There seems to be more than one task, and there are also boring cutters, milling cutters, etc. of the same type.

   Regardless of how greedy the player sitting in the warehouse manager's position was, Chu Guang turned around and left after finishing his job.

  Although the quest says forging or collecting, to be honest, he doesn't have great hopes for players to pick up such good things from the wasteland.

   Not to mention that it is now 211 years of the Wasteland Era, the pre-war society before the nuclear war may not have used such "primitive" processing tools, maybe people have already popularized more advanced production methods.

  Such as 3D printing and the like.

  Although the technology of the earth in the 21st century is still immature, who can say what will happen in the future?

  What Chu Guang really expects is that his lovely players can solve this problem with limited tools and materials.

  For example, the big brothers who often exchange metallurgical technology on the forum are all on the list of the third batch of closed beta players, and the fourth batch added a few more.

  In addition to those who talk on paper, he believes that among these players, there are always one or two who can really solve the problem.

  (end of this chapter)