This Game Is Too Realistic

After Chu Guang left, there was a roar in the hall on the second underground floor.

Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm: "Are there any newcomers in the perception system? The veteran driver team, the front row strength system lv3, one sensitivity and one output. When the perception system comes, just search for the enemy, don't worry about anything else, I will show you off and fly you !”

Killing chickens at midnight: "Is there any strength-based team? Form a team to chop down trees. I will help you reach level 1 in one day!"

Commander Quan Shui: "Gan! Doesn't anyone want the intelligence department? I'm so angry!"

Elf King Fugui: "Brother, it's not that we don't bring it, we don't know how to upgrade the intelligence system!"

Irena: "I can teach you how to be funny."

The most sought-after newcomer was naturally the white bear, but there was only one bear, and he was quickly tricked into becoming a tank.

The next most sought-after newcomer is the perception system, which brings the greatest benefit to the team, followed by the strength system, which is the easiest to level up, and the agility and constitution systems, which can be played in any position.

The worst thing is still intelligence.

In the current version, although there are signs of rise in life and career, not all life and career positions require intelligence.

It is true that the higher the intelligence attribute, the slower the learning speed of skills will be slightly increased, but this bonus is not very obvious in the novice stage.

Life and occupation positions such as moving bricks, plastering, digging soil, transporting stones, and burning cement actually require strength.

Just when the intelligence players were helpless, a 1.5-meter-tall intelligence girl stood up and raised her little hand.

"This is the Tengteng Cottage. We are recruiting new apprentices who are willing to become tailors. Intelligence department is preferred. Come and sign up!"

A group of newbies from the intelligence department seemed to be a bright light in the dark world.

"Mom, I saw an angel!"

"Coach! I want to learn tailoring!"

"Uuuuuuuah, from today on, scissors and needles are my life!"

"Wait a minute, can I sign up for the strength department? I suddenly feel that life and career are quite interesting!"

"I think intuition is very important when making clothes. I am a Perception System!"

"Nonsense! Tailoring must be agile! Do it quickly, and speed is the way to go!"

Not only the newcomers from the intelligence department, but also newcomers from several other departments came over.

Later, not only the newbies, but also the old players with v came to join in the fun and begged to hug the rich woman's lap.

Teng Teng, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and quickly waved his hands and said.

"Don't come to my place. I can only bring three people."

Tails, who was standing on the edge of the crowd, touched his chin and clicked his tongue.

"Damn it, the bear was robbed."

Sisi, who was standing nearby, sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Stop being such a bastard, find a lap belt to take us with you."

"thigh?"

It was as if there were antennas erected above the head.

Tails stretched his neck and looked around. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he locked onto a certain long leg that couldn't be squeezed in at the edge of the square.

"Si, are you from the physical system?"

"Um."

"It's faster down here, agility type!"

He slapped his right fist into the palm of his hand, and stared at the crow in the distance with his tail, his eyes bright and divine.

"It's her!"

Sis glanced at Tails suspiciously.

"...Can that guy do it?"

"Definitely! It's bigger than us combined!"

"...Are we talking about the same thing?"

"Big means power!"

Sisi sighed as he looked at Tail hopping and trotting past.

"This guy is crazy."

…

Leaving the task of bringing cute new players to the old players, Chu Guang spent the free time on training the prisoners rescued from the looters' dungeons.

A total of thirty prisoners were rescued.

Previously, Chu Guang ordered the warehouse manager Luka to register their identities, and asked how each person was captured and what they did before they were captured. Do you have any professional skills?

Beyond that, where are they from? Are there any relatives in the wasteland? Is there anyone willing to redeem them?

These are necessary procedures.

Chu Guang needs to make decisions about their work based on their personal experiences.

Of course, if someone expressed that they wanted to go home, he would generously let them go. Although he would not pay for the trip, he would never hold them back.

The twisted melon is not sweet, and it may not quench your thirst. Moreover, these slaves cannot be stronger, better at fighting, or better at work than the players.

What Chu Guang needs is loyalty from the heart.

Only NPCs who are loyal enough can become his assistants and help him guide players to play the game "correctly".

Although old Luca is illiterate and has only learned some basic pinyin, v has a recording function, and it is also possible to convert dictation recordings into text files.

"grown ups."

Looking at Chu Guang walking towards the warehouse, old Luka, who was teaching the survivors to obey the rules, came forward respectfully.

Chu Guang glanced at the survivors.

They were wearing tattered coats and leather clothes ripped off from looters. Most of them were sallow, skinny, malnourished, and emaciated.

Chu Guang had previously placed them in camp near the brick kiln, and recently moved them to the outpost, allowing them to build shacks between the south gate wall and the trenches.

Every day Luca would cook a pot of green wheat porridge for them, chop up 2 taels of raw meat and 1 pound of Chinese cabbage obtained from the looters, and throw them in. For them, it was the ultimate delicacy.

This is truly delicious food.

After all, when they were in the dungeon, not to mention having clothes to wear, even fat mice and cockroaches could be called delicacies.

Where can I get steaming hot food?

"Why are there only 25 left?" Chu Guang counted the number of people and found that there were missing people, so he looked at Luka and asked.

Luka lowered his head and said.

"There are still 5 people who haven't survived... When they were sent back, many of them were seriously injured or even disabled. I found some herbs to bandage them, but they still didn't survive. The old slave made his own decisions and Their bodies were put into that furnace, please punish them."

It's okay to be good at making opinions.

Chu Guang found that this old Luka and Xia Yan were two extremes. One was so sensible and heart-wrenching, while the other had to use a whip to drive behind him before he made a move.

"No, you did the right thing," Chu Guang nodded and continued, "Have the identities of these survivors been counted?"

Luka nodded and said.

"The statistics have been completed!"

The recordings were compiled into data and uploaded to the computer. Xiaoqi retrieved the files, sorted them and sent them to Chu Guang's v.

Chu Guang's V is different from the V of players and NPCs. His V has the highest authority and can directly connect to the host of Shelter 404. Basically, there is a signal without going too far out of the outpost.

Looking at the roster and information on V, Chu Guang had a rough idea of ​​the identities of these survivors.

Two of them were former serfs of Brown Farm, and two were hunters on Bate Street. Most of the rest came from the survivor community near the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, or were simply refugees who wandered nearby.

"...Zhao Shu and Yang Ergou?"

Tsk.

What are these names?

But Chu Guang finally figured out what to do if the survivors on Beit Street used up all the twelve zodiac signs and common animals.

If there are not enough people, you can still make up the numbers.

When they heard the manager calling their names, the two skinny survivors hurriedly stood up and spoke timidly.

"Yes, sir."

"How did you get captured by the Blood Hand Clan?" Chu Guang stared at the two of them and asked curiously, "Didn't your old leech - I mean the mayor of the town pay protection fees to the Blood Hand Clan? "

The two looked confused.

"Protection fees……"

"No, I don't know."

"Sir, how could the mayor tell us this?"

"Yes... we were captured last month while hunting."

It seems that these two children have not thought about why the predators of the Blood Hand Clan let Beit Street go.

The force value of Brown Farm is not bad, and the supplies are probably for the purpose of buying peace. With the few guns and broken walls on Beit Street that can't even defend against rats, it probably won't take even a captain to defeat them.

However, it seems that protection fees and ransom are two different concepts, which cannot guarantee their safety when they are scavenging outside, and the mayor of Beit Street has no intention of ransoming them.

Chu Guang stared at the two of them for a while and then said.

"Do you have any relatives in Beit Street?"

The two nodded repeatedly.

"some."

"Very good. I'll give you two choices now. One is to go back and reunite with your relatives, and the other is to stay and work for me."

The two looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, looked at Chu Guang and said.

"Sir, I want to stay."

"Me, me too."

Chu Guang looked at them and smiled.

"Have you thought about it?"

They both nodded.

"Think about it!"

It was difficult to hunt prey in winter, so they knew exactly how much food they had left at home. If I go back now, I will have an extra mouth to feed, and it is also a very good mouth. It will only make the situation at home worse.

They have a place to live here, a fire to cook, and food to eat. They are very satisfied. Even if we want to go back, we have to wait until next spring.

Chu Guang knew very well what they were thinking, but he didn't take it to heart.

Whether they go home with the kindness of Vault 404 or stay here to help build the outpost, it will be useful to them.

Looking at Luka, Chu Guang continued to ask.

"Do you know any of these serfs from Brown Farm?"

Luka said respectfully.

"Don't worry, sir. I am your servant. No matter where they come from, I will treat them equally."

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"You just have to tell me if you have."

Luka nodded quickly.

"Those two are the same. I know their names, although we don't communicate much."

Chu Guang nodded and continued.

"Those two stay, and you can help them get familiar with the warehouse manager's position. When they are qualified for the warehouse manager's position, the granary and warehouse will be managed by them."

"After this matter is settled, I will arrange more important work for you."

Luca was overjoyed to be reused by his master, but he still lowered his head humbly and made a solemn promise.

"Yes, sir! I promise to train them to be obedient for you. If they do anything wrong, I am willing to be punished with them!"

The serfs at Brown Farm are easy to train and they are the most obedient.

Looking at the remaining survivors, Chu Guang thought for a moment and then said.

"The rest told them to pack up their stuff and hit the road with fuel, food and other supplies."

"While the snow stops now, I need them to camp at the edge of the river on the northwest side. There is a brick kiln there, and I will arrange work for them there."

At that time, two clever survivors will be selected to serve as foremen, send a v, and be responsible for communicating with the players and leading other survivors to work.

v has a positioning function and is turned on passively. Chu Guang is not worried at all about them losing their precious equipment, and it is a bit difficult to damage this thing.

Luka nodded respectfully and took the order.

"yes!"