Chapter 551 The Rats in the Shadow of the Giant Wall

  In the Boulder City Industrial Zone, there is a notice at the entrance with the name and number written on it.

  A black group of people stood in front of the notice board.

   From time to time, excited cheers sounded, and the people who found their names all looked excited, as if they had won the lottery. People around all cast envious lights on that person, only regretting that the response to the mobilization was too late and that they didn't work hard enough at that time.

  Not counting the scavengers outside the city, there is almost no primary industry in Boulder City, only secondary and tertiary industries. Even if the labor laws are tightened and all child laborers under the age of 16 are sent to full-time schools with board and lodging, there will still be hundreds of thousands of registered workers.

  The 1,800 free apartments are like pouring water on dry land, but it still gives many people hope for a better life.

  Lovitt said that when all the houses in this settlement are airtight and the financial situation improves, they will consider building some houses with better living conditions that everyone can afford.

  Although he didn't have much hope, Kent couldn't help but wandered around the signboard. It turned out that it was just a glance without hope, but his eyes widened in surprise.

   “…has my name?”

   Thought he was wrong, Kent rubbed his face vigorously with his dusty sleeve.

   Confirming that the name and serial number are correct, he was too late to be happy, for fear of being robbed, he immediately squeezed to the front of the crowd and went through the relevant procedures at the registration office.

  Looking at the residence permit in his hand, Kent was very excited. He never thought that he would be able to live in a building one day.

   But he was still a little uneasy, so he couldn't help but looked at the staff and asked.

   "This house...how is it divided?"

  People often ask this question, but the workers sitting behind the wooden table don’t care, and skillfully mentioned the four priorities.

  "Priority is given to those who have already been demolished, to workers involved in construction, to those whose homes are within the scope of demolition, and to families of five and above."

  Kent silently calculated in his heart that he was a bachelor, and the last item definitely did not meet the requirements. The first one doesn't match either, but the second and third ones do.

  Not only did he actively participate in the construction, but he also put in all his energy and dared not be lazy at all. He was praised for his diligence.

   And his air-leaky shack is obviously also within the scope of rectification. The new authorities don’t know what’s wrong with it. It seems that there is no air-leakage house, and he obviously used mud to paste all the cracks in the wall.

   At that time, he had been sulking about this matter for several days, muttering that at least the nobles would not rob his shack, but now he complained silently.

  It turned out that the new gentlemen didn't just tear it down and leave it alone.

  But he really couldn't believe that there would be such a good thing, and he always felt that someone would take it away, so he finally couldn't help asking.

   "This house...is it really free to live in? No money?"

  The staff said with a smile.

"No money! As long as you have no other real estate in the alliance, you can live there until it becomes a dilapidated house, and we will replace it with a new one for you. Ah yes, every household will have water and electricity in the future, and now the quota system does not accept it. Some money is given monthly, and the unused quota can be accumulated. After winter, it will be returned to the municipal government. If the quota is used up, there will still be some utility bills.”

  What is hydropower?

  Kent was at a loss for a moment, unable to figure out what the concept was, but he felt better when he heard that he would still have to charge a little money after the winter was over.

   Sure enough, he was not wrong, the master is still there, but he is no longer called Mr. Fang Ming, but a carpenter named Lovett.

   Lovett was appointed by the manager, so the master of Boulder City should be the manager.

   But it’s actually not bad.

  After finding out that he was right, Kent was not angry, but rather happy.

   This is really not a bad thing.

  From a legal point of view, the people who were able to enter the refuge must have been the nobles of the People's Federation, so the orthodoxy of the People's Federation is the refuge.

   Counting a little further, Boulder City was once a settlement planned by the War Construction Committee, so the orthodoxy of Boulder City is also in the north.

  Northern Suburb...Northern Suburb...

  Kent's eyes lit up, but he was a little shy.

  Damn House, he dared to take everyone with a northern suburban hillbilly and a blue gopher, which almost ruined the big event!

   That great manager and his soldiers are obviously the savior of mankind!

  I am deceived!

   "Long live the manager!"

   Kent, who finally justified himself, was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He shouted in the street but didn't dare to speak loudly. He was drowned in the crowd and no one answered...

  He felt a little lost, blushed and shouted the alliance long live to show his loyalty. This time people heard it and smiled and congratulated him for moving into the new house.

  Kent was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, he nodded to the people, clasped his hands together to congratulate him, thanked himself for being integrated into the new group, and left in a hurry.

  …

   "Wasteland OL" official website.

  【Server Announcement:】

  【"Wasteland OL" Second New Year Celebration Event! 】

  【Introduction:

  The plump, juicy, easy-to-preserve split-claw crab cakes accompanied us through the cold winter of 212 in the Wasteland Era. There would be no prosperous alliance without those lovely people wielding their pincers!

  In the past year, we ate the split-claw crab by Linghu Lake as a rare animal. What magical alien species will we eat to become extinct next year?

  The answer to the mystery will be revealed tonight!

  Same as last year, the manager has prepared a mysterious gift for every participating resident. The winner will unlock the limited achievement of "Wasteland Gourmet", and will be permanently recorded in the hall of fame on the official website together with the recipe!

  The manager of the alliance once again solemnly reminds everyone that although this year is a good harvest year, there are still many people who are hungry, so remember not to waste it!

   In addition, don’t put everything in your mouth, be careful to eat your stomach!

  ]

  【Activity time: December 28, 212 of the Wasteland Era to January 1, 213 of the Wasteland Era】

  【Location: All settlements in the Alliance (including Bicester Town)】

  【Requirements: Use local materials, develop recipes, and make food that even ordinary people (Physique: 5) can eat! 】

  【Rules for selection: Each settlement selects two awards, that is, the food in the eyes of players, and the food in the eyes of local wastelanders. As the fifth inhabited place of the alliance, Boulder City will set up an additional special award, that is, food that has been recognized by the managers (the scope of materials is not limited, and the focus of the awards is: large quantity, cheap, delicious, nutritious and healthy)! 】

  【Designated drug tester in Boulder City: Yaya】

  New Year's Eve activities are almost the practice of major MMORPG games, and "Wasteland OL" is no exception, but the dog's plan to be lazy is a real hammer.

  This year's event is almost the same as last year, and it is still related to food. It seems that a certain planner is determined to test the ecological balance of the server.

  Since the split-claw crab cake was designated by the administrator as the special delicacy of Dawn City, the split-claw crab on the entire northern shore of Linghu Lake has been eaten and extinct.

   If you want to hunt split claw crabs again, you can only go to some subsidence waterlogged areas in the city, or go to Xizhou Lake in the north to see a large number of them.

  Or you can only go south.

It is worth mentioning that in order to obtain a stable source of food, some wastelanders have also started farming, and have studied how to breed edible split claws with less aggressiveness, more frequent spawning, and more delicious meat on the edge of Linghu Lake. crab.

   This is something Chu Guang never imagined.

   Back to the activity itself.

  This year is different from last year. After opening the market in Luoxia Province, there is no shortage of food. And the purpose of the event has changed from solving the survival crisis to enriching the lives of the residents of the alliance.

  Big Rock City is located on the edge of the Third Ring Road, surrounded by high-rise ruins, and underground tunnels. The heterogeneous species active in this area are not just the fruiting bodies of the slime molds, and there are quite a lot of species. For experienced hunters, finding hibernating prey shouldn't be too difficult.

  Chu Guang intends to continue this tradition and hold a similar server event at the end of each year to make "hunting aliens" a part of the alliance culture.

  Compared to celebrating the birthday of the Great Horned Deer God, the festivals created by people are obviously much more meaningful.

  After the announcement was issued, it immediately aroused heated discussions among players and cloud players, but what he didn't expect was that people's slots were not in the event itself, but in other places.

   Quit smoking: "Hahaha! It's okay to designate a drug tester!"

  Crow Crow: "I will die! QAQ"

  Makabazi: "Hahahaha! The fat crow is really hammered!"

  Yaoya: "Get out! I'm getting fat! Go to hell!! (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻"

  Fujito: "Damn it, this indiscriminate guy... plan to make a quick cut, it's too hateful! T.T"

  Crow Crow: "???"

  Tail: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh! I'm homesick! (;д;

  Sisi: "Awei, don't cry, I'll ask Rourou to help you catch a fish and make soup."

  Roshan Damomo: "This is the sea!!"

  Tail: "Oh! I caught a big tentacle monster last time! (ω

  Sisi: "Uh...it's something I don't want to recall. (Full forehead

  Aoao sesame paste: "Ahaha... touch your head."

  Big Eyes in Debt: "Tentacles?! Tell me more. (Funny

   Construction site boy and Brick: "What do you want to do? Human beings can't satisfy you anymore?"

  Big Eyes in Debt: "Fuck off! Am I that kind of person? (angry

  Drum shampoo machine: "My buddy is playing very abnormally. (Funny

  Elf King Fugui: "Lao Na called me a good guy. (Funny

  Irena: "I'm just curious about the taste, why didn't Brother Luoyu call it a good guy. (Funny

  Luo Yu: "???"

  Fang Chang: "This game is too real. (Funny

  …

  After the event announcement on the official website was released, a large number of players poured into Boulder City from Dawn City immediately, and the square in front of the gate was bustling for a while.

   It was so lively that it was like a festival.

   "Swipe monsters in a group! Interested speed private!"

   "The Nanjiao Sewage Treatment Plant found a nest of split-claw crabs! Is there any brother who went to steal crab eggs together! There is still a need for a nest."

   "Damn it, does anyone know what kind of meat this is? I seized it from a raider's lair... Does any brother who runs a business need dried meat?"

   "Hahaha! Throw it bro, you don't want to know what that is."

   "Damn! The homeless gang I sponsored yesterday stole my wallet! I don't believe in love anymore!"

   "Calm down, at least the VM is reserved for you."

   "Wait...Are you sure it was stolen?"

   "...?"

  Although the New Year’s Eve event can be participated in any settlement, the Boulder City, which has just been included in the player’s power, has an additional award than other settlements.

  If it weren't for the work they couldn't let go of, most life professional players would rather go to Boulder City to join in the fun.

   What's more, the special award is selected by the manager himself. This is a great opportunity to increase the favorability of the faction boss!

   Players who are determined to win the title of "Wasteland Gourmet" certainly don't want to miss it.

   "These newbies are really weak. You need to form a team to brush a split claw crab. They are too weak!"

  The corner of the bazaar.

  Looking at the chirping B-test rookies, Killer Dagger put his hands on the ground and grinned like a baboon.

  The reason for posing this pose is not to pretend to be aggressive, but mainly to save energy.

  Just a few days ago, he received a prosthetic body modification from Jushi Military Industry. From the spine to the shoulders, he became a T-shaped alloy structure.

   What is even more exaggerated is that his two fists are a big iron lump, which can be used as a shovel for an excavator when put together.

   Speaking of this fist, the murderer's dagger was puzzled.

  He remembered that what he wanted was obviously a fist the size of a casserole, the kind of law enforcement officer in Piltover, but the NPC named Ibbs didn't know what to think, and directly got him a fist the size of an iron pot.

   But it doesn't matter.

  The installation is all installed.

  Now he feels that his hands are full of inexhaustible power, a slap can kill a strength department, and the wind blowing can blow away the intelligence department!

   Of course, the premise is that the other party stands still.

  The dog took a good name and looked at him in a daze. After a long while, he screamed.

   "Fuck?! Where did you get the half a million silver coins?"

   If he remembers correctly, the offer was around half a million.

   At that time, he still laughed at this guy with a scallion on his nose, but he didn't expect this guy to actually put it on? !

  Seeing the stunned expression of the friend, the murderer's dagger smiled embarrassedly, telling the truth.

   "It's not that expensive... I discussed with the NPC and removed the 'pigeon' missile launcher on the fist, and adjusted the price to 50,000 silver coins."

  In addition, in exchange, he needs to submit product usage data to Jushi Military Industry on a regular basis, so that Jushi Military Industry can improve its products.

   But it doesn't matter anymore.

  Privacy is something, take it away and use it casually, anyway, he didn't expect to have an X life in the game after changing to this ghostly appearance.

  The good dog stared at him blankly, not knowing how to complain for a while, and it took him a long time to hold back the next sentence.

   "...I remember you didn't choose the agility department to play stealth?"

"You don't understand," the murderous dagger pouted proudly. He wanted to pat Brother Gou on the shoulder, but he gave up after thinking about it. "As long as you kill everyone, no one will know that I've been here. This is also a kind of stealth... and isn't there one in our team that is really stealthy? Well, Lao Kidney has also changed it."

   As he spoke, he raised his chin, and the good dog looked in the direction his chin was pointing in a daze. He saw a kidney warrior wearing an alloy breastplate walking towards this side with a playful smile on his face.

   "Hahaha! Brother Gou, you are here too. Let me tell you, the prosthetic body transformation function of this Jushi Military Industry is really awesome!"

   "... What did you change?" Looking at the alloy breastplate and the open coat on his body, the good dog always has an ominous premonition.

  The corner of Kidney Fighter's mouth curled up.

   "Hey...Look."

   As he spoke, he grabbed his clothes and threw them into the sky like a pervert, revealing the entire breastplate and two bare arms.

  The good dog found out that this guy's alloy breastplate was not put on, but welded directly to his body.

   "Are you crazy?" Good Dog stared at him blankly, "There's something wrong with that..."

  Before he finished speaking, the pitch-black breastplate suddenly became transparent like ink diluted with water, and finally disappeared altogether.

  The good dog's eyes were staring like light bulbs, and they almost didn't fall out of their sockets.

   "Fuck!? Optical camouflage?!"

"correct!"

  The kidney fighter with only limbs and head left smiled, touched his head floating in mid-air, and continued.

   "It's a pity that I don't have enough money, otherwise I can get a full set, but it's okay to just hide the stomach, at least the target is a lot smaller."

  Same as Brother Killer's equipment, the quotation is also 50,000 silver coins, which is equivalent to the price of half a heavy cavalry exoskeleton. It stands to reason that optical camouflage would not be so cheap, but since it is a recycled waste product, it was discounted.

  If it weren't for the rare opportunity, he wouldn't be able to put this thing on his body as a strength player. To put it bluntly, he is still greedy for cheap.

  Good Dog couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

   "Your mother is really talented!"

   It’s hard to say whether you can sneak or not.

   But it should be able to scare people half to death at night.

  He took a closer look and found that the optical camouflage was not without weaknesses.

   A slightly larger vibration can make it show a clear outline, and only when it is completely motionless can it approach 100% invisibility.

  Looking at Brother Gou, who was already unable to complain, the Killing Dagger laughed and encouraged.

   "Brother, you should also go to the whole set, it will work."

  Good dog: "What a ghost!"

"ah-!"

  While the two were talking, a scream suddenly came from the side.

  I saw a little girl who had just come out of the market with a basket, and was so frightened that she sat paralyzed on the ground.

  She looked palely at the kidney fighter who only had his head and limbs left, ignoring the knee-high snow on the ground, shivering and moving his hands and feet backwards.

   "Strange...monster..."

   Even though there are many strange things in the wasteland, there are not many heads floating in the air alone, let alone this head smiling at her.

   "Don't be afraid, lady, this is just... a special prosthetic body."

  Kidney Fighter tried his best to squeeze a friendly smile from his face, and was about to explain to her in a human-speaking language, but he didn't expect that the girl would faint from fright just before taking half a step forward.

  Good Dog sighed and covered his forehead.

   "Wait to get kicked."

  Killer Dagger whistled, propped his hands on the ground and moved around, facing the other side, pretending not to recognize this guy.

  Looking at the two very real good brothers, the kidney fighter said dumbfounded.

   "Fuck! You—"

   Before he could finish his words, the alliance guards had rushed over, and the players followed suit.

   "Fuck, awesome brother, why did you lose your stomach?"

   "What new BUG is this?!"

   "Call the Terrorist Mobile Team! There are cyber lunatics here!"

   "Cybercrazy?! Where?"

   "Wait a minute! Don't turn it off yet! I'll take a picture!"

  …

  On the huge wall, fluffy snow was blown by the howling north wind.

  Looking at the bazaar in front of the gate and the crowds of people moving around the bazaar, as well as the noisy customers, Ibers had a happy smile on his face.

   "Your inhabitants are geniuses."

   Chu Guang, who was standing beside him, glanced at him.

   "Is this a compliment or a derogation."

   "Is genius still used in a derogatory sense?" Ebbers touched the back of his head and said suddenly, "By the way, the X-17 project has been approved. When are you going to spend your honeymoon with X-16?"

"Not interested in."

   "Not interested? Could it be... the little girl from the Melvin family? Tsk tsk tsk, you are probably crazy, that organism will definitely be broken, but—"

  Listening to the old man's nonsense, Chu Guang couldn't help kicking his ass, although it wasn't very good considering his seniority.

   X-16, who was standing aside, silently watched Ibbers roll around on the ground a few times and get up, and had no intention of helping this guy at all.

   Actually can't help.

  She had no doubt that neither she nor Ibers was a match for that human being. He could pick her up and throw her out of the giant wall with one hand.

  Even if he didn't turn on the power armor.

   "Is this the way the blue coats say hello?" Ebbs got up from the ground, touched the back of his head, and smiled, "I can see that you are angry...I am very happy."

   "Are you M?"

"M? What is that? Forget it, it's a good thing to be angry anyway, and it's a human being to be angry. AI won't be really angry or happy..." Ebbers shook his head, "For example, my designer, respect Mr. Fang Ming, it didn't really understand what the feeling of 'hate' is until the end."

  Chu Guang looked at him.

   "So what are you trying to say?"

   Patting the snow on his body, Ibbers nodded slightly, elegantly like a gentleman, this etiquette was obviously learned from his former clients.

  “…I am very happy to serve a flesh and blood human being. Although Mr. Fang Ming respects me from the bottom of my heart, being a program servant is too boring.”

  Chu Guang looked at him unexpectedly.

   "I thought you were the type who was afraid of chaos."

"This is not contradictory, AI should serve people, shouldn't it?" Ebbers said with a smile, "Anyway, as long as you hand over the slaughtering tools, you will soon spill your intestines and brains everywhere, and finally Not one is left, it's just a matter of time."

   "A year and a second are the same to me."

  Looking at Ibers who said dangerous things without changing his expression, Chu Guang sighed softly.

   "It was my mistake to think for a second that you might be a good guy."

  When Fang Ming was compiling his soul, he probably unconsciously reflected all his malice towards human beings on this guy.

  Xiao Qi will hate the people and things she hates.

   This guy is the same.

  As much as Fang Ming hated his own mission before, he hated organisms that offended his master, although he was extremely loyal to his customers in terms of procedures.

  For humans, this is undoubtedly contradictory. It is difficult for humans to be loyal to something they hate from the heart, but it is another matter for AI.

  Ebbers nodded slightly, and said politely.

   "Correct, I am not a human, but an AI."

  He can provide customers with more efficient slaughtering tools based on their opinions while being loyal to organic customers.

   Rather, the existence of customers is necessary for him.

  Chu Guang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

   "Ask you something."

   Ebbers said respectfully.

   "Excuse me."

  Chu Guang explained his purpose of coming straight to the point.

   "Is there any side effect of implanting prosthetic body?"

  Since Mosquito installed a prosthetic body for himself and showed off everywhere, most of the players on the server have become potential customers of Jushi Military Industry.

  Some want to make themselves more resistant, some want to install a nitrogen booster on their back, and some want to be longer...and these are relatively normal needs.

   The abnormal ones are like those in front of the market. Some of them changed their arms into excavators, and some of them were only half invisible in order to save money.

   When it comes to mosquitoes, that guy is also ruthless.

  Before he got a biological prosthetic body from Xiaoyu, but before he understood the symbiosis, he ordered eight robotic hands for himself at Jushi Military Industry.

   Calculated, his brain has to take care of twelve limbs, hundreds of joints, and another little life living in the body.

  Is this guy's head all right?

  Chu Guang remembers clearly that he belongs to the Agility Department.

"Of course there are side effects. Drinking too much water can make you die, not to mention replacing a part of your body with a machine..." Seeing that Chu Guang's eyes became sharper, Ebbers quickly added, "Of course, we will use verbal communication with you." In two forms of writing, inform customers of the possible risks of installing prostheses that exceed their own capacity! Every customer is absolutely informed before installing prostheses!"

  Chu Guang looked away from him.

"From now on, non-refuge residents can only install prostheses within the safety limits they can bear, and prostheses with functions such as neurofeedback and sensory simulation, which require the signature and authorization of a brain doctor with medical qualifications. Specific management As a rule, I will have my assistant transfer it to you later."

  Ordinary residents still have to control it. Even if they don't become "cyber lunatics", potential medical problems are also the cost of the entire society.

  As for the players...

   Just let them do it.

  Anyway, there is one clone every three days. They are seriously injured and don’t even like to go to the hospital.

   Now the shelter is not short of active substances, if you really regret it, just throw yourself in the reformer and refine it.

  Although Ebbers had no choice but to agree.

   "As ordered."

   Chu Guang nodded, turned around, and was about to take the elevator down the huge wall.

  The population of Boulder City far exceeds that of other settlements in the Alliance, so he has to talk to the city hall about the New Year's Eve event and make preparations in advance.

  However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the bottom of the huge wall, and the considerable movement made Chu Guang stop involuntarily.

   "Appears to be outside."

   Standing on the edge of the giant wall, Ibbers scraped his chin with his index finger.

  Looking down and staring at the shack growing like moss below, and the billowing smoke rising from one of the areas, he continued with interest.

   "From time to time, there will be such movements in the slums... Strictly speaking, it is outside the Boulder City, and it is not under the management of the Boulder City. I remember correctly, it should be managed by several gangs."

  In the past, the aristocratic gentlemen in the inner city were eager for the stinky dead lights outside the huge wall. Only when the tide came, they would recruit some people from inside and send their rifles to follow the mercenaries to fill in the line.

  Hearing the word gang, Chu Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile suddenly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

   "Almost forgot about the rats."

   He didn't really forget.

The first thing the homeless people do when they arrive in Boulder City is to stabilize the survivors in the slums of the outer city, organize them to set up tents, give them food, and register their names, height and weight, family, age and general living area .

   It's both disaster relief and demographics.

   The gang members are not interested in the porridge and food for the disaster victims, and they are not interested in signing up for the construction team.

The   Alliance has adopted a series of means to transfer and resettle some of the refugees in the slums to the east of Dawn City for unified management, and a large number of laborers have been transferred to the construction site in the tunnel outside Boulder City.

   After going back and forth in this way, the portraits of the young and middle-aged people remaining in the slums are very clear.

  People must have a living livelihood.

   Either do business, or be a mercenary, or do something that is inconvenient to say.

  The Guards Corps has locked down some gang leaders and high-level officials through interrogation of the nobles in the inner city and visits in the city.

  Especially according to reliable clues, the Dagger Gang, one of the three major gangs hiding in the slums, has close business ties with the Buguera Free State in the north.

  Chu Guang originally planned to wait until the tide was over before dealing with those rats, but now it seems that they didn't realize that the sky in Qingquan City had changed at all.

  After the tumor in Boulder City is removed, there will be no soil for predators to live in this area, and no evil forces will be allowed to exist on the alliance's territory.

   Since I can't wait.

  Then wait for the tide to come, go and fill in the line.

   "Want to take care of there...well, when I asked nonsense."

   Seeing Chu Guang's expression of course, Ibers showed a smile that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and then looked at X-16 standing aside.

   "There are a few little mice firing guns right under our noses, take your equipment and go there and have a look, don't let your master down."

   "As ordered."

  The pitch-black mirror reflected the cold light, X-16 nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the elevator without saying a single word of unnecessary nonsense...

  (end of this chapter)