Chapter 97 The second basement of Shelter No. 404!

  Chu Guang had a long, long dream.

   This time, it wasn’t that I was working part-time until I was hit by a dump truck, but I dreamed of playing a round of Civilization 6, and it was an enhanced marathon bladder round once a year.

  When he started to develop from the primitive society, he sent scouts to trample on the village frantically, and climbed and climbed along the technology tree... After climbing for thousands of rounds, he finally killed a few god-level AIs and clicked the technology victory.

   But when I opened my eyes, nothing was there.

   "Gah! At least wait until I finish my dream!"

  No surprises, if you continue to do it, it will probably be civilized space?

   Stretched and sat up from the bed, the bones all over his body cracked.

  Chu Guang's heart moved, and he immediately went to the residential hall next door, found the medical examination equipment and gave himself a full body examination.

   As expected, he was promoted!

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  ID: Chu Guang

  Gene sequence: manager

  Level: LV.8→LV.9

  —Basic Properties—

  Power: 10→11

   Dexterity: 6

   Constitution: 8

   Perception: 7

   Intelligence: 7

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  【-

  Skill: Feral Instinct

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   "Sure enough, sleep can grow your body."

  Good boy, go to bed early.

  Sitting in front of the computer and confirming the electronic version of the medical examination report, Chu Guang dragged it into a folder for filing, stood up and stretched his arms.

  With 220% of the basic strength of a normal adult male, coupled with the improvement of the "wild instinct" attribute, Chu Guang feels that he is now the bravest.

   "Time to go out and get something to eat."

  Yes, but also to distribute the loot to the players.

  Thinking of this, Chu Guang hummed a little song and walked into the buffer room, put on the exoskeleton placed there, and hung the big hammer firmly behind him.

  Everything was ready, and then stepped on the elevator to the surface.

   Wasteland time is 5:30 p.m., which is the busiest time for the outpost.

  Especially the bazaar at the north entrance, crowded with players who returned from picking up waste.

  Although there was snow in the sky again, it did not affect the lively atmosphere here at all.

  Now the players have developed a habit of picking up garbage or hunting trophies, first set up a stall at the north gate, and only send them to the warehouse to hand in the materials if no one buys them.

   After such an operation, I can earn two copper coins more than before, and those players who have shopping needs will also come here before going to the NPC store.

"I don't know whether to say they are indifferent or powerful. One out of ten people died yesterday, but no one mourned for the dead, not even a decent funeral." Standing at the north gate, Lenna looked Surprised to see these blue coats.

  She found that there was no trace of sadness on their faces.

   "Indifference and strength do not conflict. The world has become like this. If you are not strong, you have to be defeated by yourself before being defeated by others."

  It was also the first time for Hein to see such a blue coat, but he had seen many strange things after all, so he was only surprised.

   Existence is reasonable.

  Let's think about it from another angle, if they are the kind of weak people who indulge in sorrow, then the people standing here are probably another group of people.

  Attracted by a stall next to it, Hein stepped forward, looked at the split-claw crab legs on the iron shelf for a while, and asked curiously.

"how much is this?"

   Yaya looked up at the NPC.

  Although I didn't understand what he said, I can probably guess from his gestures that he probably wants to buy his own grilled crab legs.

   Yaya waved an index finger.

   "Small 1 silver coin."

   She is too old to think about how much to sell, and she plans to think again, after all, it is not cheap to buy from the warehouse.

   A chip mean?

  The survivor settlements in Qingquan City seem to trade with chips.

   "Two."

  Hein gestured with two fingers, then took out two chips from his pocket, and threw them into Yaya's outstretched hand.

  However, after seeing the chips, Yaya shook his head, anxiously took out two silver coins, and shook them in front of him.

  Hain and Lena looked confused.

   They've been to so many places, they've never seen a metal coin like this.

   Seeing that they didn't respond, Yaya sighed helplessly, and reached out to pick up two chips.

   "Two pieces of plastic can only be used as one silver coin."

   As she spoke, she touched two chips and a silver coin, indicating that they were equal. Then he took out a grilled crab leg and handed it to Hein who was standing in front of the booth.

  2 chips and one grilled crab leg? !

are you crazy!

   It doesn't matter if it's a little bigger, this small crab leg obviously only weighs two or three catties, and the crab meat inside probably doesn't even weigh a catty.

  The corners of Hein's brows and mouth twitched, but he couldn't say anything.

   After all, I am now dependent on others, so it is better to avoid conflicts.

   Gan!

   Still hurts!

  In such a rural place, 2 chips can buy a lot of supplies!

  Hein didn't want to buy a second one, but he still looked at his companion and said something politely.

   "Would you like some?"

  Lenna didn't talk nonsense, she caught half of it with her left hand, swung out the scimitar with her right hand, split the crab leg into two neatly, and shook the half in her hand.

   "This piece belongs to me."

   "..."

   Accustomed to this guy's rudeness, Hein shook his head without saying anything, and took a bite of the soft and tender crab meat.

Um.

  Don't say it, it's quite delicious.

   It's just that the food sold at this roadside stall doesn't have any seasonings, which is still far from the meal that Chu Guang invited him to eat the day before yesterday.

   And it doesn't always feel fresh...

   After eating the crab meat, Lenna licked the juice from the corner of her mouth, looked at the people in the market at the north gate, and suddenly said something.

   "How do you think their strength is?"

  Hain thought for a while and gave a pertinent evaluation.

   "Very strong. Whether it is psychological quality or various abilities, these people are much better than the blue coats I have seen."

"Especially their leaders, I'm afraid they are on the verge of awakening... I don't understand, they are not barbarians who worship force. This is the first time I have seen a leader of a faction train himself to awakening. Could it be that he is lying on his lap and commanding?" Are you upset?"

   In the middle of speaking, Hein suddenly noticed the intriguing expression on Lena's face, and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"What do you want to do?"

   "It's not about you anyway," Lena said bluntly, shaking her hair without any concealment, "I like strong males."

  Hain glanced at her mockingly, and then at the big girl grilling crab legs at the stall next to her.

   "Look, even she is grilling crabs, I don't think that man can take a fancy to you."

  Aware of Lena's unfriendly eyes, Hein shrugged weakly, saying that he was not her opponent, and made a gesture of surrender and left.

   Just as the two were chatting, Chu Guang, carrying a sledgehammer, came out from the north gate.

  As soon as the players saw the manager, they immediately surrounded him with bright eyes.

   Loot!

   Contribute Points!

   There are also favorability points!

   Without waiting for the players to be courteous, Chu Guang raised his right fist majestically like a real NPC, and made a gesture of assembly.

   Then, he announced with a sonorous voice.

   "Split the loot!"

   "Old rules, I won't repeat them."

   Walking to the trolley piled with trophies, Chu Guang picked up a rifled double-barreled shotgun, and started the work that the NPC should do—

   Appraise the equipment!

"...This is an 18mm double-barreled shotgun. Its owner is Xiong, the leader of the Bloody Hand clan. Although he, like Xie, committed evil all his life and deserved to die, he was finally sent to **** by the hammer of justice, but their The weapon is innocent. A bear is carved on the wooden butt, maybe a few misspellings but it doesn't matter, the looters weren't cultured."

   "The auction starts now, the starting price is 40 silver coins, and the highest price is 80 silver coins—"

   Mosquito took the lead, and raised his hand before he finished speaking.

   "80 silver!"

  Chu Guang: "...?"

  The players around who were ready to go were cursing.

   "Damn!"

   "It's this guy again!"

   "Too fast, too fast!"

  Chu Guang couldn't be fixed anymore.

   Originally, he was thinking that this broken gun had nothing to offer except that the barrel was made of high-quality steel, so he casually called a price that was neither too high nor too low.

   Can this be seconds?

   But looking at the regretful expressions on the players' faces, he understood it in an instant.

   "Tsk, I was careless... Boss equipment is valuable for collection."

  What is that called?

   Anyway, it’s a weapon with a name!

   In his heart, he thought he was being hasty, but Chu Guang didn't take it too seriously.

  He is an informal man.

  Besides, there are still five weapons of the ten commanders here, and we can randomly arrange an exaggerated legend for those cows and horses later, isn’t it too much to sell?

   It can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor.

  The pace of the auction was very fast, and all fifty main weapons were sold in half an hour.

  The rest of the small pieces are 1 silver coin and 1 piece are randomly picked, and all the rest are calculated as 1 copper coin, and then pulled to the warehouse for slowly sorting.

   Of the 50 pieces of equipment, 20 pieces were unsold, and 30 pieces were sold for a total of 971 silver. It is still the old rule to deduct 10% of the transaction tax to get 873.9 silver coins, and erase the odds of 873 silver coins!

  In addition, the 29 captives were also counted as 5 silver coins per person according to the team battle reward rules, which converted to a total of 145 silver coins.

Adding in the 21 Raider veterans killed in battle, 5 Raider captains, 1 Boss-level Raider, and a series of dungeon branch rewards such as attacking strongholds and rescuing prisoners, the total rewards actually reached 4371 A silver coin!

  In comparison, the funds raised by the auction are small.

  All 82 participating players can get at least 50 silver coins, and more can get 55, or even 60!

   Get rich overnight!

   In addition to the loot rewards, the players who died in the battle also have a special pension from the manager.

  However, the amount of the pension is not high. Taking the gene sequence LV1 as an example, each level is subsidized with 1 silver coin per day, and after three days, you can get almost 3 silver coins.

  LV2 is 6 silver, LV3 is 9 silver, and so on.

  The money is not too much, but it is better than nothing. After three days, he will be a hero again!

   "Long live the manager!"

   "Great! I have a gun now hahaha!"

   "Whoa, 41 silver coins! I've never been so rich!"

   "Hurry up and buy something!"

  The combat professional players cheered for a while, holding the silver coins distributed by Chu Guang himself, and went to spend happily.

  The 8 life professional players who did not participate in the battle looked at them and cried with envy. They had known that the rewards were so high, so they went up together with shovels and sticks.

   Yaya secretly marked the big crab leg with a "sky-high price" of 3 silver coins. It couldn't be sold just now, but it should be able to sell now.

  Lenna and Hein, who were standing by and watching, looked stunned. It took a long time for them to swallow their saliva and communicate in a low voice.

   "What are they doing?"

   "It seems to be an auction."

   "I don't understand, why is it their own loot, and they have to spend money to buy it back? Shouldn't it be whoever picks it up?"

   "I can't read it either, but I'm blown away."

  Hein suddenly had a new understanding of the young ruler. Although he didn't know what method or spell he used, the art of power had been played to the extreme by him.

   There is nothing commendable in asking a farmer to offer up his harvest, since everyone can load a rifle.

  But if a group of farmers are willing, even grateful, to offer the coins in their hands and buy their harvest back...

  I'm afraid only demons have this ability.

  In any case, this is the second consecutive day that Hein has raised his evaluation and opinion of the same person.

  However, Chu Guang, who was rated by him in his heart, doesn't care what others think of him.

  Compared to Kaili from heaven, Chu Guang feels that he is already a good person, at least he will not cheat the players' wallets, nor will he fool them with hidden burst rates.

   Does anyone really think that more money can make players feel happy?

Most of the people who think this way are because they play too few games. They have never seen the kind of game where hundreds of millions and billions of gold coins are thrown out at every turn. Players of the Liver Game feel like an ass.

   Yes, Chu Guang has been tricked more than once, so he was very careful when designing Wasteland OL's economic system.

  He is very clear that he is not like those real dog planners, who can randomly develop some "magic costumes" to absorb the super-issued currency, and then farm a bunch of bosses with overflowing values ​​​​to stimulate players to krypton gold.

  Amid the cheers of the players, Chu Guang waved his hand, returned to the nursing home through the north gate, and took the elevator to the underground.

  The elevator leading to the B2 floor is in the resident lobby on the B1 floor. It is still locked and there are still a few hours left to open.

   Taking advantage of some free time, Chu Guang sat in front of the computer and updated the information he sorted out from "Blood Hand Diary" in the setting collection of the official website for those cloud players and fun people to imagine freely.

   Then Chu Guang collected materials on the forum for a while, like reviewing a memorial, and went over the posts that he didn't have time to read last night.

   Some of these ideas are really good, and can be considered to be included in the Alpha0.5 version package.

   Time passed by, and finally it was two o'clock in the morning.

   Seeing that the time was almost up, Chu Guang stretched out and sat up from the chair, put on the exoskeleton suit again, and carried the sledgehammer on his back.

  Although the possibility of the first-generation managers harming themselves is only one in ten thousand, it is better to be cautious in everything.

   "Xiao Qi, I'm going to go down."

  Xiao Qi, who had already returned to the corner to charge, raised the camera and nodded obediently.

   "Well, I know the master, be careful."

  Chu Guang, who was about to stand on the elevator, stopped and glanced back at the wastebasket.

   "What do you mean by being careful? Do you mean there's something down there? Or do you know something?"

   Dumbfounded by this series of questions, Xiao Qi got stuck for a while before saying blankly.

   "I don't know... probably not?"

   "Then why did you tell me to be careful?"

   "Ah?! Well, that's just everyday expressions stored in the language area..."

Well.

   And this setting?

   "...you come with me."

  Looking at Xiao Qi who shut his mouth and didn't speak, and obediently rolled to his lap, Chu Guang stood on the elevator to the B2 floor with confidence.

   Not cowardly.

   This is purely out of an abundance of caution.

  As Chu Guang stepped in, the two buttons B1 and B2 immediately appeared on the originally pitch-black touch screen, as well as the [Authorized] dialog box.

  Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and pressed B2 without hesitation.

  The door closed lightly, and as the elevator sank slightly, the door opened again in less than three seconds, and a gust of dry and refreshing air rushed in through the crack of the door.

   There is even a hint of refreshing fragrance in it.

   “…air freshener?”

  Chu Guang had a strange expression, and glanced at Xiao Qi next to him.

   "You go to explore the way."

"okay…"

  The voice sounded weak, even a little aggrieved.

  But Xiaoqi still listened to the master's words very much, rolling the wheel and going forward.

  Holding the hammer handle behind him with his right hand, Chu Guang walked forward steadily, stepping cautiously into this area that is said to have been untouched for more than a century.

  The floor here is very clean, without a trace of dust, and there is no creaking sound when you step on it.

   Not only the floor, but everything around is so brand new that there is not even a trace of someone living there.

  The elevator is located in the center of the ring hall, which is like the stage of a ring theater, and the space is larger than the resident hall on the B1 floor.

   There are four gates in the southeast, northwest, respectively, and behind the gates is a straight main road and four fan-shaped areas divided by the main road.

  There are controllable alloy doors between adjacent partitions, which are usually opened by default, and the gate can be lowered when necessary to isolate the partition as a whole.

   Area A is a functional area, and the facilities inside seem to be quite complicated. Chu Guang plans to leave it to explore later.

  As for the structure of the BCD area, it is very simple. You can guess from the floor plan posted at the entrance that this is a residential area.

The densely packed doors and numbers are like pigeon cages, filling the entire corridor. It is roughly estimated that the inner area of ​​each room is only 4 to 5 square meters, which is enough for a training cabin and a table. to half of the area of ​​B1 floor.

   "Is this place really inhabited?"

  Chu Guang, who was walking in Area C, was dumbfounded. He opened a room and found that there was only one training cabin inside, and there was nothing else.

All right.

   There is nothing wrong with it.

  Maybe this is not a place for people to live.

   "...The room is a bit small, but the four-person room has been changed to a standard room, so it can be regarded as a concern for the privacy of the players."

  Each division has 200 rooms, and the rooms in the CD area are all equipped with training cabins, adding up to 400 rooms in total.

  The upper limit of the population of the refuge has been directly raised from 100 to 500 people. This is undoubtedly good news for Chu Guang, who is in urgent need of labor.

  So many pits, enough for several versions!

  The only pity is that there may not be so many people in winter.

   But it doesn't matter, it will come in handy during spring plowing!

  As for Area B, it is a very common configuration. There is only a bed and a foldable table in each room, and there is not even a stool.

   "People should live here."

  Chu Guang thought in his heart, but even though he searched all the rooms, he couldn't find a single personal item left behind.

  Including the matching quilts, they are all neatly folded, like tofu cubes. Even if you use a ruler to measure, there is no error of one millimeter.

   "...If this place has ever lived in people, it would be too clean."

   As for?

   It's like destroying evidence of a crime.

   Just when Chu Guang was thinking this way, when he walked to the last room on the main road in District B, he was slightly stunned.

   Not only did he stop, but Xiao Qi, who was rolling in front, also stopped.

   "Master, there seems to be something on the ground."

   "I see it."

  It was a card, and it looked a bit like an ID card.

  The card landed in front of the room at the end of the hallway, right under the doorknob...the hook was so straight, it looked like it was left there on purpose.

  Chu Guang stepped forward and picked up the card.

  The light from the top seam of the aisle shines on the clean white card. Following the hexagonal pattern, one can see the metallic luster, but it is impossible to identify what material it is made of.

   There is no photo or name on the card, only two words printed on it—

   "...guard?"

  Chu Guang seemed to understand something.

  (end of this chapter)