Chapter 94

Linghu Wetland Park.

Beside the nameless River, it is surrounded by scorched soil and tree trunks.

The previous fire had been put out, and torches surrounded the open space, enclosing 29 frustrated prisoners in the middle.

It's late at night now, and it will dawn in a few hours.

The night guard nearby yawned and looked at Lao Bai.

"How long will the manager come back?"

"I don't know."

"Where's the wind?"

The square long pointed to the cave half dug by the river with his chin.

"He had classes in the afternoon and fell asleep there."

This game is actually very convenient to go offline. Except for the safe offline at the resurrection point, any scene can be disconnected as long as you lose consciousness.

Including but not limited to being knocked unconscious or falling asleep normally.

It's just that you can't save the gene sequence in this way.

Hearing that the strong wind actually went to class, Yeshi asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it the PPT assistant?"

"I don't know. Maybe I can't let go of his students. Anyway, the regiment is finished. I think he's out of his mind. Let him go offline first. When he wakes up, he'll be in our class."

As the earliest old man in the herd, Lao Bai is probably the one who has been in contact with the wind for the longest time and knows him best in the herd.

"... don't look at the strong wind. I usually boast to you in the group every day. In reality, I'm quite honest, dull and dedicated. I have no other hobbies except games."

At ten o'clock in the night.

"Honestly, I didn't see it. It's sullen."

Old Bai smiled.

"Ha ha, you can hurt him while he's not online!"

Night 10: "say... The game characters after offline, no matter how they do, they don't respond?"

"Probably, so it's actually very dangerous to log out of the non safe zone. If no one is watching," the square commander glanced at night 11. "What do you want to do?"

Night ten's eyes turned.

"I didn't want to do anything. I was just thinking... If we were offline, wouldn't NPC be able to do whatever we want in the training cabin?"

Hearing this brain hole, Lao Bai and Fang Chang were choked by saliva.

"Poof."

"Cough! Well, don't use your dirty thoughts to speculate about others. Moreover, this groundless speculation has no meaning at all. You have neither evidence to prove it nor evidence to prove it false. Similar questions include, but are not limited to, whether aliens are always around us? Is our world actually a game? Is the science we know still outside our 'horizon' Effective? Unlimited suspicion is purely self seeking unless you can find reliable evidence. "

"What's dirty! Can't you be curious? Why don't you stand guard and be in a daze? And why is your preaching tone more and more like a strong wind." Yeshi rolled his eyes silently.

The chief shrugged.

"No, it's just that people who think about this problem have a problem."

Lao Bai nodded with deep agreement and made up a knife.

"Yes, and I don't think anyone will do anything to your body."

Night 10: "I said if! If! Hey, I really don't have a common language with you old people."

Fang Chang: "

Lao Bai: "

At this time, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and three other players came from a distance.

Seizing the opportunity, night ten immediately changed the topic.

"Oh, fried egg brother, why are you here?"

"I'm here to change shifts. Didn't the manager say I'll be on duty after two o'clock?" the fried egg brother looked at the lack of a person, so he said curiously, "where's the wind?"

"The line is disconnected. We'll carry it back to him later."

Scrambled eggs nodded knowingly.

"Ouch."

Since someone changes shifts, it's much more comfortable.

Just go offline for dinner and come back to play after a break.

Lao Bai carried the strong wind on his shoulder, then explained the matter of guarding the prisoners to brother scrambled eggs and others, and then went away with Yeshi and Fangchang.

This time it's their turn to scramble eggs. They're bored.

At first, the four little players stood guard with a serious face, but seeing that the prisoners were asleep, they also stood together to chat and pass the time.

"It's hasty. I knew it was so boring to stand guard. I should go to the warehouse to buy some meat and charcoal and bring baked food."

"Yes, speaking of fried egg brother, is rhinoceros delicious?"

"Where have I eaten that..."

"Aren't you a cook?"

"Which restaurant dares to do this???"

"I heard that rhinoceros belongs to Appendix I of cites. It seems that it started in five years, but there are probably no wild rhinoceros in China. You have to go to South Africa."

"... well, there should be no problem in the game?"

The players are chatting.

At this time, a rustling sound came from the woods.

A group of people immediately tightened their nerves and held the gun in their hands, but soon they relaxed.

It's your own people.

"How are the prisoners?"

"It's still here, dear manager."

"Very good."

Chu Guang nodded and looked at several players who followed him.

"Take these people with you."

A player on duty said excitedly.

"Take it back and hang it?"

That's what they've done all the time!

However, the manager seems to have new ideas this time.

"Take them to the abandoned tire factory four kilometers away, where there are dungeons built by themselves," Chu Guang said faintly after glancing at the villains. "Death is too cheap for them. They will spend the rest of their lives in the mine cave in Honghe town."

The mines in Honghe town are not real mines. Most of them are the former sites of landfill sites.

Only God knows what will be dug out of it. It's not surprising to dig out nuclear waste that has been illegally landfilled.

The slaves working there are consumables. Few people can live for ten years, or even two or three years.

But who cares?

There are dead people on the waste soil every day.

The dozing prisoners were all called to wake up. More than 20 people were strung by a rope and the line was long.

There are about ten players with guns on their shoulders, and they are not afraid of these people running.

Walk four kilometers along the out of town viaduct, turn into a street, and soon arrive at the abandoned tire factory.

Looking at the people standing on the wall of the former nest, the faces of these marauders were gray and showed desperate expressions one after another.

In the camp, the freed prisoners stood blankly in the open space, watching the returning predators, instinctively afraid of trying to escape.

However, when they saw the rope tied to the predators and the soldiers who pressed them, the poor people quieted down again.

Even if they are not smart, they can see it.

The owner has changed here.

The "garrison mission" with high reward was released. Chu Guang selected ten lucky players who raised their hands first to stay here, and then arranged those players who raised their hands slowly to pick up the spoils, pack the spoils and load the carts and trolleys brought from the base.

According to his "contract" with hain, all the booty belongs to him.

After finishing these arrangements, Chu Guang then went to Hain and looked at the successful businessman.

"When are you going to leave?"

Hain said respectfully.

"I've sent Wen back. He moves very fast. He should be able to bring what you want in four days."

Chu Guang asked.

"Is he alone?"

"Of course, a man is the fastest. He carries my Keepsake with him, and it's the same whether he has me or not," the crafty businessman may have suddenly thought of something, moved in his heart and continued to add, "I know what you are worried about. Please rest assured that I am willing to stay with you as a hostage. Even if you can't trust my character, you should believe that I won't joke about my life."

Chu Guang glanced at him with great interest.

It's okay to know what I'm worried about.

I don't even know.

"Suit yourself. I didn't believe in your character or care about your cleverness. I'm going back to the outpost later. Are you going to stay here or go back with me?"

In the base, he left ten players to watch, five in a group, divided into two shifts. Basically, two people stood in the dungeon and three people stood at the fence and door. It was more than enough to watch this prisoner.

These booty can't be moved at a time. They have to come more times during the day.

All day tomorrow, the players are busy with some things.

"I'll go back with you," Hain said immediately after making a judgment in only a second. "I don't want to stay here for a second."

Marauders usually don't pay much attention to hygiene. There is a rotten smell in the stockade. Normal people can't stay. Only rats and cockroaches like it.

Chu Guang nodded and said nothing. He made a gesture to the players who were ready to pull the cart and cart.

"Let's go."

"Take our booty."

"Go home!"

……

It's 4:00 a.m. back at the outpost.

Looking through the gap of the forest, you can see a few misty floating white.

There are few people in the base except the guards standing on the fence and several life professional players busy in the industrial zone.

But wait a little longer and there will be more people.

Chu Guang found two empty rooms in the main building of the sanatorium and lent them to Hain and his female bodyguard.

Then Chu Guang asked Luca, who had just woke up, to stare at them a little, and then returned to the shelter with Xiaoqi.

Put Xiaoqi in the corner to charge, told it to call Xia Yan up to work on time tomorrow, but don't let her disturb herself, and then turned back to her room.

The door closes.

Chu Guang sat on the soft bed and took out a yellowing note from his pocket.

This is the collection he found in bear's room.

Because the cover of the notebook was printed with a blood handprint, Chu Guang thought that it should be a token of the blood hand clan, so he curiously stuffed it into his pocket.

However, Chu Guang didn't expect that when he opened the title page of his notes, he found that what was recorded in it was not the strange customs or traditions he imagined, but just a simple diary.

[January 2, 2129]

"The war ended at the end of 2128, 2129... That is, this diary was written in the first year of the wasteland era?"

Chu Guang is very sensitive to numbers. He won't forget after reading them.

Speaking of all the information he has collected so far, there is no news about the war.

Maybe this diary can give yourself a clue.

With a trace of curiosity about visiting historic sites, Chu Guang looked at the first line under the date label through the soft light in the room.

That's a very thought-provoking sentence.

[... I survived that day.]