This Game Is Too Realistic

As soon as it started snowing, it stopped falling.

The north wind blew, and there was a whooshing sound in the forest. The forest outside the outpost was dark, and every tree seemed to have people hidden behind it, and every blade of grass seemed to be breathing.

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

On the official website OB, it’s too torturous.

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

He has already killed two groups of people from the Bloody Hand clan. Logically speaking, the other party cannot leave him alone. Even if they are seriously injured, they still have to get the situation back.

However, there was no movement from the predators in the north, and Chu Guang felt uneasy. He sat upstairs for half the night wearing an exoskeleton, and didn't come down until about one in the morning. He slept until eight or nine the next day before getting up.

The players, on the other hand, were all in high spirits and came online in shifts. They seemed not to feel the heavy snowfall, and they were not affected at all when they started working.

I really envy.

Anyway, the body is not your own, and you can't feel the pain beyond the limit. Even if your hands and feet are so cold that you can't feel anything, you can recover after eating some meat and carbohydrates and lying down in the culture chamber for a few hours.

Of course, winter has just arrived and the coldest period has not yet arrived.

Don't say it's cold at minus ten degrees. Why don't you go to the south and experience magic attacks? It doesn’t even need to be below zero, a strong wind can blow away half of your life.

"We should add a heating tube to this exoskeleton."

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

Watching the carts of bricks being transported from the warehouse into the industrial area, a smile appeared on Chu Guang's face and he nodded with satisfaction.

good.

These players are very sensible.

Brother Tosuo and Brother Levin were determined to spend money after receiving the budget. 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 at the warehouse. They were envied by a group of players. While watching, he was taken to the industrial area.

Since the silver coins used are all in the business account, you can just make the debit directly in the ledger. Old Luka has been able to complete this job skillfully, and Chu Guang doesn't even need to worry about it.

As for the sand used for plastering, there is not much stored in the warehouse. It was basically used up when building 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 due north. 1 silver coin per cart, calculated as five carts per side, it is enough to pull about nine carts for the time being.

Anyway, the journey is only a little over 2 kilometers, the road is flat and not difficult to walk, and there are many people rushing to do this job.

There are piles of sand and gravel, which are used to build hundreds of meters high buildings. You can't tell what the ingredients are based on the variety, but I think the quality of the things from the pre-war era is not bad.

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

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

A 20x10 steel plant would require thirty to forty thousand bricks and four to five tons of cement to be fully enclosed. Even if the warehouse was emptied, it would not be able to produce so much material.

But it doesn't matter.

There is no need to be so particular in the wasteland. If it is not possible, you can just paste up the north wall first, then pick up some scrap metal and plastic sheds, and build a semi-open factory building in the shape of "same". You can save more than half of the materials.

A wasteland should have the atmosphere of a wasteland. Chu Guang's previous shack on Beit Street didn't even have a kilogram of cement, but it was just as habitable.

That's called post-apocalyptic style.

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

The top priority is to build a steel-making converter first, then use scrap metal to melt and cast two rollers, and then build a set of powerful armor for the great manager!

This is their top priority right now.

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

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

However, compared with the smooth progress of the "No. 81" steel plant, the progress of the Niuma Brick Factory is not so smooth.

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

Hey guys, where’s that pile of building materials?

There were so many piles yesterday, and they’re all sold out as soon as they go online? !

"Gan!"

"Why are they moving so fast?!"

"Tsk, what a mistake."

"The people who carry buckets are professionals...forget it, brothers, don't panic, let's go inspect the terrain first and then think of a solution."

The four of them selected 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.

It’s not that they want to save the shelter money.

But I really have money but can’t spend it…

By the way, since the corporate account can only be used in the warehouse, you cannot use it to buy guns at the weapons store.

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

The snow outside the outpost was heavy, and the north wind was blowing fiercely.

Ye Shi, who was holding the iron barrel rifle in his hand, bared his teeth, used his arms to wipe the snow hanging on his bangs and eyebrows, and complained softly.

"The wind is blowing really hard. Is it okay to be so exaggerated at the end of September?"

Lao Bai was optimistic and said with a smile.

"It's probably to test whether the weather system is stable. Isn't it a matter of planning whether it snows in the game world? I wouldn't be surprised if it snows in summer."

Fang Chang glanced at the only perception system in the team and reminded him.

"You should be careful. We are currently 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 sneak attack, we may be the first to engage the enemy. of."

Ye Shi grinned.

"I'm so scared! This is our home ground in the forest! When the predators come, I'll go up there and - hiss, I'm sorry, there seems to be someone in front of us."

"What the hell? Are you serious?!"

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

After receiving Ye Shi's warning, the other three players did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly threw down the cart, and the robbers dispersed nearby.

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

This is not the first time he has faced predators.

Ye Shi leaned against the tree, his usual playful and smiling expression gone, leaving only seriousness and vigilance.

He carefully poked his head out and glanced around the snow-covered forest, his eyes suddenly fixed on one spot.

Drawing a general direction with his hand, Ye Shi gave the other three teammates a look of affirmation.

"Outflank them."

"learn."

Lao Bai, who was on the outermost side, was the first to act. The four of them advanced in sequence in a tacit understanding, spreading out in a quadrilateral shape to surround them.

Ten meters.

Fifteen meters.

Twenty meters!

In the vast snowy fog, a sneaky figure finally emerged.

The man was wearing a gray coat, a thick cotton felt hat on his head, and an iron-barreled 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 an immediate judgment, and before the man noticed them, he immediately pulled out the bow string, put an arrow on it, aimed at the man's right arm, and snapped the string loose.

Just listen to a whooshing sound through the air.

The man had no time to react before he 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!"

Lao Bai rushed forward first, kicked away the gun in his hand, and put the javelin on his head aggressively.

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

Fang Chang suggested.

"We need someone to take him back."

"Let me do it."

Guangfeng raised the crossbow in his hand.

Although it is an intelligence system, something like a crossbow does not require too many attribute bonuses.

The other three were also reassured by Guang Feng's attentiveness and had no objections.

Lao Bai returned to the cart, found a rope to tie up the man, and poked his back with a javelin to threaten him.

"If you dare to run away, we will remove your other leg!"

After saying that, regardless of whether the man understood or not, Lao Bai handed him over to the wind and watched as the wind led the limping prisoner away towards the outpost.

…

After watching the cattle and horse team leave the outpost earlier, Chu Guang saw that it was getting late, so he went to the warehouse to chop some crab legs, and found a room in the former nursing home to bake them.

In this snowy weather, food is not so perishable, so there is no problem in eating these crab legs for two or three days.

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

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

Every time I finished practicing, I would go to the bathroom to take a shower, dry the clothes I changed out of, and then prepare some food for myself when it was time to eat. My life as a child was much more comfortable than when I was on Beit Street.

Although the traces of training on his body were not obvious, and the attribute panel did not have any changes due to exercise, he could still clearly feel that his strength and muscle coordination had improved slightly.

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

For example, "Strength +3%" or "Strength +5%".

The greater the base value of the attribute, the more obvious the effect of exercise will be.

For players with power gene sequences, exercise can also accumulate gene sequence development progress and break through the boundaries of hardware.

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

Even without any skills and unable to maximize muscle coordination, he can easily crush opponents of the same weight class with his attributes.

If he met the Creeper again, even without the exoskeleton and nitrogen-powered hammer, Chu Guang would not be able to win easily, at least he would not be as embarrassed as before.

but.

This assumption is also unlikely to be true.

After all, let alone going out, even if he was in the outpost, he would wear his exoskeleton under his deerskin coat no matter what.

It's just that I don't turn on the power at ordinary times, just think of it as weight-bearing training.

Two and a half kilograms of crab legs weighing five kilograms were all shells, but the remaining two and a half kilograms of crab meat were quite solid. After Chu Guang finished eating, he clapped his hands and put out the fire.

At this moment, a player came in from outside holding down a native in a coat.

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

"Dear Administrator... We captured a raider scout!"

"captive?"

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

I saw that the man's body was covered with snow, mud and dead leaves. There was a broken arrow stuck in his thigh. Dark red blood stained half of his pants. He looked very embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth and said.

"Is this how you treat guests?"

“Hospitality is reserved for guests.”

Chu Guang felt that he didn't look like a looter, but he didn't look like the scavengers nearby either, so he continued in an interrogating tone.

"Who are you? Why did you enter our territory? There are signs at the three entrances of the Wetland Park, and it is clearly written on them that no outsiders are allowed to enter. Even if you don't know the words, you should recognize the skull logo."

"I'm here to mediate!"

"Mediation?" Chu Guang narrowed his eyes and said in a somewhat unkind tone, "Are you a person with bloody hands?"

"No! I don't belong to anyone!"

Sensing the unkindness in the tone, the man quickly clarified, but the wound was too painful. When he got emotional, his muscles were involved, and the pain made him grin.

It took a long time to recover. The man struggled to stay awake and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"...Can you treat my wound first? I might be dead if I wait a little longer."

It’s okay if it’s gone.

Seeing how calm you are, I thought you weren't seriously injured.

Chu Guang looked happy, but he didn't embarrass him.

He threw 5 silver coins in Guangfeng's hand and sent the little player away. Then he took out a roll of bandages from a blind box and threw it to the man.

I have never tried the hemostatic effect of this thing.

Just use him as an experiment.

The man obviously knew how to use this thing. After skillfully taking it apart, he first broke off the arrow shaft, used the tool inside to pierce the flesh, and endured the pain to take out the arrowhead.

The blood came out like a faucet was turned on and flowed all over the floor along his trouser legs.

Chu Guang's brows furrowed as he watched, and he couldn't help but gasp. However, the man acted as if nothing was wrong. After gritting his teeth and putting on the bandage, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel better?"

"It's better," the man nodded, took a deep breath, and continued the topic, "My name is Hain, a businessman from Red River Town."

"Why do the merchants in Honghe Town mix with the looters?" Chu Guang looked at him with 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 safer, you have to bypass the highway bridge... It's almost 150 kilometers. "

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

"Ahem, it's not that they are hanging out together, it's just that... we have some business dealings."

Hain's eyes were a little wandering, and he continued after an awkward moment.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth. I am a businessman... or an employee of the Horseshoe Trading Company in Red River Town. Because of the relationship with the boss, we occasionally do business with some trustworthy raider tribes in the southern part of the River Valley Province, mainly with It’s about population. Don’t look at me like that. Without us, those prisoners wouldn’t survive the winter. At least we gave them a chance to start a new life!”

"So you are in the slave business?" Chu Guang touched his chin with interest, but his interest was not shown on his face.

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

Chu Guang smiled kindly and said.

"Yes, and the enemy of your trading partner is thinking about something now. Assuming that your boss doesn't know that you have been to my place-"

Hain swallowed and nervously interrupted Chu Guang's words.

"I know what you're trying to say, but it makes no sense. People die every day in the wasteland, and my death doesn't matter to my boss at all."

"Yeah?"

"Rather than what to do with me, don't you want to hear my proposal first?"

"you say."

Hain continued speaking quickly.

"The Bloody Hands want to make a truce with you. They are willing to pay a ransom of 20 chips for each prisoner... Of course, if they are missing arms and legs, they are only willing to pay half."

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

"My? Contract? What contract-"

"Okay, stop pretending," Chu Guang said impatiently, looking at Hain who was pretending to be stupid, "Do you think you can deceive me? You said people are dying every day in the wasteland, and there will be people who want to Is there no good thing to do but risk your life? Or is it good for you to have a truce?"

Hai En said with a smile.

"I'm not deliberately hiding it...it's just that I really don't have a contract with them. Well, I told the truth. His leader promised me that as long as I can bring their people back, they are willing to take the wounded It's easy to 'process' it for me. But it's actually good for you, isn't it?"

"No one wants to fight in the heavy snow, and your neighbors are also worried about the weather. Why don't we all sit down and talk about it. In fact, it's not an endless conflict. The misunderstandings here will definitely be resolved."

"I took the prisoners back to deliver the report. You received a war compensation and made peace with your neighbors... We can win-win for all three parties!"

Chu Guang smiled.

But the curve of the corner of his mouth was cold.

Misunderstand?

Untie?

Hahaha.

He had never heard such a funny joke.

If we hadn't run into him, and happened to run into this group of players, if it were other survivor strongholds, not to mention what would happen to the men and women, their bones would have been sucked clean long ago.

Make peace?

Those people are just waiting for an opportunity.

For example, the snow stopped.

"Mr. Hayne, I think you are making me laugh. Reconciliation with the predators? Do you believe what you said?"

Hain's expression was a little embarrassed.

In fact, before walking into this outpost, he already had a hunch that this group was different from the survivor strongholds he had visited before.

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

No one here is a professional soldier, but everyone seems to be able to fight, and most importantly, they dare to fight.

They wear blue jackets but have no illusions about the kindness of the world.

This negotiation is probably going to collapse...

"I understand, you have your difficulties. If we can't talk about it, I won't force it... Can you let me go? I will keep everything I see secret." Hain took a second to make a decision Stop loss judgment.

However, Chu Guang didn't speak, he just stared into his eyes motionlessly, and looked straight at him for a long time.

The latter felt terrified as he felt like he was being stared at by a creeper, and sweat gradually formed on his back. Unable to bear the pressure, he spoke with trembling lips.

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

"But there's no harm in it."

For a moment, Hain felt that his heartbeat had stopped.

However, Chu Guang's next words ignited his hope of living again.

"You said you are in the slave business?"

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

"follow me."

Looking at the man walking out of the door, Hain was forced to stop talking, swallowed, dragged his legs as if they were filled with lead, and limped after him.

The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, and the wind felt like a knife on his face, especially on his wounds. Hain felt as if his blood was freezing.

Fortunately it's not far.

The man took him to a simple shack, and then said a few words to the old man on duty at the door. Then he saw the old man nodded, turned back to the house, and took out a wooden box.

Chu Guang weighed the box and then handed it to Hai En's hand.

Hai En felt his hands sink after taking the box, and looked at the man who handed him the box in confusion.

"……This is?"

"Open it and take a look."

There was an ominous premonition in his heart, but Hain 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 have solidified, and the color on his face lost its color.

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

Those people would regard the index fingers of their prey as trophies, dry them in the sun and wash them, make them into ornaments and hang them on their bodies, as inseparable as their lifeblood.

This devil in blue skin!

Not a single one was left...

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

Looking at Haien who seemed to have lost his soul, Chu Guang smiled casually.

"Let's make a deal."

"I guarantee that you will get a large number of... and a large number of captives, perform fiercely in front of your boss, and then reach the top of your career. With luck, you may even say goodbye to having your head pinned to your belt. life."

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

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