Chapter 89 Seeking Skin with a Tiger (for subscription)

   Once the snow started to fall, it kept falling.

  The north wind was blowing, the woods were whizzing, the woods outside the outpost were dark, every tree seemed to be hiding someone, every grass seemed to be breathing.

  The guards on the wall tightened their nerves, fearing that they would be killed by the plot, just like the fisherman who was beaten up.

   On the official website OB, it is too tortured.

   Not only the players on duty were nervous, Chu Guang was also nervous.

  He has already eaten two groups of people from the Bloody Hand clan, and it is logically impossible for the other party to leave him alone.

  However, the predators in the north remained silent, and Chu Guang was always uneasy. He sat upstairs wearing an exoskeleton for half the night, and didn't come down until after one o'clock in the morning, and slept until eight or nine o'clock the next day.

   On the other hand, those players were full of energy, and they went online in shifts. They didn't seem to feel the heavy snow, and they didn't affect their work at all.

I really envy.

  Anyway, the body is not my own, and I can’t feel the pain beyond the limit. Even if my hands and feet are frozen and I don’t feel it, I can eat some meat and carbohydrates, and I can go back to the training cabin and lie down for a few hours.

  Of course, this is also the beginning of winter, and the coldest time has not yet arrived.

   Don't say that minus ten degrees is not cold, go to the south and try the magic attack? It doesn't even need to be below zero, a wind can blow away half a life.

   "A heat pipe should be added to this exoskeleton."

   "Forget it, let's wait until they make the armor lining."

  Watching the truckloads of bricks being transported from the warehouse into the industrial area, Chu Guang had a smile on his face and nodded with satisfaction.

good.

  These players are very sensible.

Brother Suo and Levin, who got the budget, were too stubborn to spend money. As soon as they went online the next day, they used the budget given by Chu Guang and bought 5,000 bricks and 500 kilograms of cement directly in the warehouse. Watched, pulled to the industrial area.

  Since the silver coins used are all on the corporate account, it is enough to transfer the account directly on the ledger. Old Luca has been able to complete this work proficiently, and Chu Guang doesn't even need to worry about it.

  As for the sand used for plastering, there is not much in the warehouse, and it is basically used up when repairing the wall.

   But it doesn't matter, just spend some silver coins to rent a cart, and hire two people to pull it to the abandoned construction site in the north. 1 silver coin per cart, calculated as five carts per side, about nine carts is enough for the time being.

  Anyway, it’s only a little over 2 kilometers, and the road is flat and not difficult to walk, and there are many people rushing to do the work.

  There are piles of sand and stones there, all of which are used to build a 100-meter-high building. It is hard to tell what the composition is based on the variety, but the quality of things from the pre-war era is not bad.

  Although part of the sand was washed into the foundation by rainwater, the part buried in the soil on the surface alone was enough for them to use for many years.

  Building a 18-square-meter wall requires 96 bricks, 10 kilograms of cement, and more than 50 kilograms of sand.

  A 20X10 iron and steel factory is fully enclosed with 30,000 to 40,000 bricks and four to five tons of cement. Even if the warehouse is emptied, it will not be able to produce so many materials.

   But that's okay.

  There is no need to be so particular about the wasteland. It is really impossible to paste up the north wall first, and then pick up some scrap metal and plastic sheds to build a semi-open factory building in the shape of "same". It is also possible to directly save more than half of the materials.

  Wasteland, it should have the atmosphere of wasteland. Chu Guang’s shack on Beit Street before, even a catty of cement is useless, and it can still live in people.

   That's post-apocalyptic style.

  At least the two directors, Brother Suo and Brother Levin, don't care.

  The most urgent task is to make the steel-making converter first, then use scrap metal to melt and cast two rolls, and then create a set of mighty armor for the great manager!

   This is their immediate priority.

  In addition to hiring two people to carry the sand, they also hired three players who had worked on the construction site to help build the walls and build the base of the converter.

  Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

  However, compared to the smooth progress of the "No. 81" steel plant, the progress of the Niu Ma Brick Factory is not so smooth.

   Lao Bai and Fang Chang, who were a step behind in going online, were dumbfounded as soon as they arrived at the warehouse.

  Hey guy, what about the pile of building materials?

  I piled up such a high pile yesterday, and they were sold out when they went online? !

   "Damn!"

   "Why are they moving so fast?!"

   "Tsk, I made a mistake."

   "The bucket carrier is a professional... Forget it, don't panic, brothers, let's go to investigate the terrain first and then think of a solution."

  The four of them made a selection in the warehouse, and finally bought only a wooden cart and shovels, axes, and hatchets for land reclamation, and set off against the heavy snow with dry food for four people.

   Not that they want to save the shelter money.

   But I really have money and can't spend it...

  By the way, since the enterprise account can only be used in the warehouse, it is not allowed to buy guns in the weapon store.

   In order to verify, Fang Chang made a special trip to try it, but the proprietress of the weapon shop didn't bother to talk to him at all, so she had no choice but to give up.

  There was a lot of snow outside the outpost, and the north wind was blowing even more.

  Ye Shi, who was holding an iron-pipe rifle in his hand, bared his teeth, freed his arm to wipe off the snow hanging from his bangs and eyebrows, and complained softly.

   "The wind is blowing so hard, it's so exaggerated at the end of September, what's the matter?"

  Old Bai was optimistic, he said with a smile.

   "It's probably to test whether the weather system is stable. Is it a plan to say that it doesn't snow in the game world? It doesn't surprise me that it snows in summer."

  Fang Chang glanced at the only perception department in the team, and reminded.

"You guys should be careful, we are now in a war with the Bloody Hand clan. Although this river is in the Wetland Park, it is not far from the north gate. If the predators attack, we may be the first to meet the enemy of."

  Ye Shi grinned.

   "I'm afraid of der! In the forest, our home field! When the predators come, I'll go up to one—sigh, it's not working, there seems to be someone in front of us."

   "Fuck? Seriously?!"

  Although Ye Shi is not very reliable, this guy's perception is currently the highest among all players.

  Received Ye Shi's alert, the other three players didn't dare to hesitate, they hurriedly threw the cart down, and the copycats scattered around.

   This is not the first time they have teamed up to hunt.

   It's not the first time you've faced predators, either.

  Ye Shi leaned against the tree, his usual hippie smile was gone, only seriousness and vigilance remained.

  He poked his head out cautiously, his eyes scanned the snow-falling forest, and his eyes suddenly locked on one place.

   After gesturing in a general direction with his hand, Ye Shi gave the other three teammates a positive look.

   "Outflank the past."

"learn."

   Lao Bai, the outermost one, was the first to act, and the four moved forward one by one in a tacit understanding, spreading out in a quadrilateral to surround the past.

   Ten meters.

   Fifteen meters.

   Twenty meters!

  In the vast snow and mist, a sneaky figure finally appeared.

The man was wearing a gray overcoat, a thick cotton felt hat on his head, and an iron pipe rifle on his back. While pressing the brim of the hat that was constantly blown by the wind with his right hand, he was facing the direction of the outpost. go.

   It’s not a good thing at first glance!

  Fang Chang made a judgment immediately, and before the man noticed them, he immediately drew the bowstring, put an arrow on it, aimed at the man's right arm, and let go of the string with a snap.

   Only heard a sound of piercing through the air.

  The man had no time to react, and was shot in the thigh by an arrow, and fell to the ground with a howl of pain.

   "If you don't want to die, don't move!"

  Old Bai rushed up first, kicked away the gun he was holding in his hand, and placed the javelin on his head aggressively.

  The man was terrified and screamed, not knowing what he was talking about.

   Fang Chang suggested.

   "Let's score and take him back."

"Let me do it."

  Guangfeng raised the crossbow in his hand.

  Although it is an intelligence system, things like crossbows don’t need too many attribute bonuses.

  The other three people are also very relieved of the carefulness of the wind, and have no objections.

  Old Bai returned to the side of the cart, found a rope and tied it up for the man, and poked his back with a javelin to threaten him.

   "If you dare to escape, we will take off your other leg!"

   After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the man understood or not, Lao Bai handed him over to Kuang Feng, and watched as Gu Feng escorted the limping prisoner away towards the outpost.

  …

  Watching the cow and horse team leave the outpost earlier, Chu Guang saw that it was getting late, so he went to the warehouse to chop a crab leg, and found a room in the former nursing home to roast and eat.

  In this snowy weather, the food is not so perishable. It is no problem to eat the crab legs for two or three days.

   This thing is high-quality protein, so you need to eat more of it to gain muscle.

  Chu Guang now has nothing to do every day. He just wears an exoskeleton and walks without turning on the power, or does push-ups and bench presses with a nitrogen-powered hammer on his back to practice his arm strength.

  Every time I finish training, I go to the bathroom to take a shower, dry the changed clothes, and make some food for myself after dinner. The small life is much more comfortable than when I was on Beit Street.

  Although the training marks on his body are not obvious, and the attribute panel has not undergone any changes due to exercise, he can still clearly feel that his strength and muscle coordination have improved slightly.

  Chu Guang speculates that the data scanned and summarized by the physical examination equipment mainly measures the "basic hardware" of the body, and exercise may provide an efficiency bonus for the hardware in the form of BUFF.

  For example, "strength +3%" or "strength +5%" and the like.

  When the base value of the attribute is larger, the effect of exercise will be more obvious.

  As for the players of the power gene sequence, exercise can also accumulate the development progress of the gene sequence and break through the boundaries of hardware.

  At present, Chu Guang's strength attribute is 10, and the hardware foundation is almost 200% of that of a normal adult male (base value 5).

  Even without any skills and unable to maximize the coordination of muscles, you can easily crush opponents of the same weight by virtue of attributes.

  If he encounters a creeper again, even without an exoskeleton and a nitrogen-powered hammer, Chu Guang won't say how easy it is to win, at least he won't be as embarrassed as before.

but.

   This assumption is also unlikely to hold.

   After all, let alone going out, even if he is in the outpost, he still wears the exoskeleton under the deerskin coat when he has nothing to do.

   It’s just that the power is not turned on at ordinary times, and it’s just a weight training.

   Two and a half catties of the crab legs weighing five catties were shells, but the remaining two and a half catties of crab meat was quite solid. After eating, Chu Guang clapped his hands and extinguished the fire.

  At this moment, a player walked in from the outside, holding down an aborigine in a coat.

   After taking the captives to the main building of the sanatorium, Gu Feng stood at attention with a serious face and reported to the administrator.

   "Dear Master Manager...we have captured a Marauder scout!"

   "Captive?"

  Chu Guang wiped his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

  I saw that the man was covered with snow, mud and dead leaves, with a broken arrow stuck in his thigh, half of his pants were stained red with dark red blood, he looked very embarrassed.

   He gritted his teeth and said.

   "Is this how you treat your guests?"

   "The way of hospitality is reserved for the guests."

  Chu Guang felt that he didn't look like a predator, but he didn't look like a nearby scavenger either, so he continued in an interrogative tone.

   "Who are you? Why did you enter our territory? There are signs at the three entrances of the Wetland Park, which clearly state that no one else is allowed to enter. Even if you can't read, you should recognize the skull logo."

   "I'm here to mediate!"

   "Mediation?" Chu Guang squinted his eyes, and said in a bad tone, "Are you a **** man?"

   "No! I don't belong to anyone!"

  Feeling the unkindness in the tone, the man hurriedly clarified, but the wound was too painful, and when his emotions were agitated and his muscles were involved, he grinned again in pain.

   It took a long time to recover. The man tried his best to stay awake, and squeezed out half a word through his teeth.

   "...Can you treat my wound first? I might die after a while."

   It’s okay if it’s gone.

  Seeing how calm you are, you thought the injury was not serious.

  Chu Guang had a happy expression, but he didn't make things difficult for him.

   Throwing 5 silver coins in Kuangfeng's hand, he sent the little player away, and then he took out a roll of bandages from the blind box from his pocket and threw it to the man.

   Haven’t tried the hemostatic effect of this thing.

   Just take him as an experiment.

  The man obviously knew how to use this thing. After dismantling it skillfully, he first broke the shaft of the arrow, pierced it into the flesh with the tool inside, and took out the arrow enduring the pain.

  The blood came out like a faucet, and flowed down the trouser legs.

  Chu Guang frowned and couldn't help being speechless, but the man seemed to be fine, after gritting his teeth and binding the bandage, he was relieved.

   "Do you feel better?"

   "It's better," the man nodded, took a deep breath, and continued the topic just now, "My name is Hai En, a businessman from Honghe Town."

   "Why do the merchants in Honghe Town mix with the looters?" Chu Guang looked at him with great interest, and continued, "And it must be fifty or sixty kilometers from Honghe Town to here."

   "Fifty or sixty kilometers? Oh, that's a straight-line distance. If you want to bypass the urban agglomeration, you have to walk at least 130 kilometers! Of course, if you want to be safe, you have to bypass the highway bridge... about 150 kilometers."

   "So?" Chu Guang looked at him and raised his chin, "You didn't answer my question, why did you hang out with predators?"

   "Well, it's not that we're together, it's just...we have some business contacts."

  Hain's eyes were a little wandering, and he continued after a moment of embarrassment.

"Well, let me be blunt. I'm a businessman...or an employee of the Horseshoe Firm in Red River Town. Because of the boss, we occasionally do business with some trusted predator tribes in the southern part of River Valley Province, mainly with the population. Related. Don’t look at me like that, without us, those captives wouldn’t be able to survive the winter, at least we gave them a chance to be human again!”

   "So you are in the slave business?" Chu Guang touched his chin with interest, but he didn't show his interest on his face.

   "That's right!" Hain nodded and continued, "This time I was sent to Qingquan City by the boss, just to buy some slaves from them. But when I got here, I heard that you are at war?"

  Chu Guang smiled kindly and said.

   "Yes, and the enemy of your trading partner, is thinking about something right now. Suppose your boss doesn't know you've been here—"

  Hain swallowed, and nervously interrupted Chu Guang's words.

   "I know what you're trying to say, but it doesn't make sense. People die every day in the wasteland, and my death doesn't matter to my boss at all."

"Yeah?"

   "Compared with how to deal with me, don't you want to hear my proposal first?"

"you say."

  Hain continued speaking quickly.

   "The Bloody Hand wants to have a truce with you. They are willing to pay a ransom of 20 chip points for each prisoner...Of course, if they are missing arms or legs, they are only willing to pay half of it."

   "Oh, what about the contract they gave you?"

   "Mine? Contract? What contract—"

"Okay, stop pretending," Chu Guang said impatiently at Hai En who was pretending to be stupid, "Do you think you can fool me? You said that people die every day in the wasteland, and someone will Is life blocked by something that is not good? Or is it good for you that our truce?"

  Hein said with a smile.

"I didn't deliberately hide it... It's just that I really don't have such a thing as a contract with them. Well, I'm telling the truth, his leader promised me that as long as I can bring their people back, they are willing to take the wounded 'Deal' with me. But it's actually good for you too, isn't it?"

   "No one wants to fight in the snow, and your neighbors are also very troubled by the terrible weather. Why don't you sit down and have a good talk. In fact, it is not an endless conflict. The misunderstanding inside will definitely be resolved."

   "I took the prisoners back to make a mission, you got a sum of war compensation, and shook hands with your neighbors... All three of us can win!"

  Chu Guang smiled.

  But the arc of the corner of the mouth is cold.

Misunderstand?

   Untie?

Hahaha.

   He had never heard such a funny joke.

  If he hadn't met him, and happened to meet this group of players, and it was another survivor stronghold, let alone what would happen to men and women, even the bones would have been sucked clean.

   Make peace?

  Those people are nothing more than waiting for an opportunity.

   For example, the snow stopped.

   "Mr. Hein, I feel that you are making me laugh. Reconcile with the predators? Do you believe what you said?"

  Hain's expression was a little awkward.

  In fact, before he walked into this outpost, he already had a hunch that this group of people was different from the survivor strongholds he had been to before.

  Walls, trenches, sentries on duty, hunting sentries...

  No one here is a professional soldier, but everyone seems to be able to fight very well, and the most important thing is to dare to fight.

   They wear blue coats, but they have no illusions about the kindness of the world.

  This negotiation is likely to collapse...

"I understand. You have your own difficulties. If you can't talk about it, I won't force you...Can you let me go? I will keep everything I see." Hein stopped in a second. damage judgment.

  However, Chu Guang didn't speak, but just stared at his eyes without moving, and stared straight at him for a long time.

  The latter felt terrified at being watched, only felt that he was being watched by a creeper, and sweat gradually oozes from his back. Unable to bear the pressure, he opened his mouth with trembling lips.

   "Even if you kill me, you won't do any good... Why bother? I have no grievances with you, you can continue to fight, and I promise not to get involved."

   "But it doesn't do any harm either."

   For a moment, Hein felt that his heart stopped beating.

  However, Chu Guang's next sentence ignited his hope of life again.

   "You said, you are in the slave business?"

"Yes, yes!" As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Hain nodded in a panic, "Do you need slaves? I can help you! We not only import slaves, but also export them. We also provide door-to-door delivery. You need-"

"follow me."

  Looking at the man walking out of the door, Hein was forced to stop talking, swallowed, dragged his lead-filled legs, and limped to follow.

  The snow fell harder and harder outside, and the wind blew on his face like a knife, especially on the wound. Hein felt as if his blood was about to be frozen.

   Fortunately, not far.

  The man led him to a simple shack, and after talking to the old man on duty at the door, he saw the old man nodded, turned back to the house, and took out a wooden box.

  Chu Guang weighed the weight of the box, and then handed it to Hai En.

  Hain, who took the box, felt his hands sinking, and looked at the man who handed him the box in puzzlement.

"…This is?"

   "Open it and have a look."

   There was an ominous premonition in his heart, but Hein still freed up a hand and opened the box.

  When he saw the jewelry made of finger bones in the box, the blood in his body seemed to freeze, and his face lost its color.

  Having dealt with predators all the year round, he certainly recognized these things.

  Those people will take the index finger of the prey as a trophy, dry and wash it to make it into an ornament and hang it on their body, inseparable like a lifeblood.

   This blue-skinned devil!

   No one left...

   "Winter is coming, and I don't have so many prison cells here. I'm afraid you can only find the prisoners you want from here."

  Looking at the lost Hai En, Chu Guang casually smiled.

   "Let's make a deal."

"I promise, you will get a large group... And a large group of captives, behave yourself in front of your boss, go to the pinnacle of your career, and with luck, even say goodbye to the head in the belt Life."

   "And I, can solve the troubles in the north once and for all."

  (end of this chapter)