Chapter 111

[task: Devil moth hunting (repeatable)]

[introduction: the devil moth nests in the greenhouse site, which means fusion batteries or emergency reactors. That's what we need.]

[requirement: bring back a dead devil moth]

[reward: 1 silver coin]

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[task: cocoon of devil moth (repeatable)]

[introduction: the cocoon of devil moth is a good thing. We can use their silk to weave cloth and make clothes or armor. Moreover, it is said that the pupae inside can be eaten?]

[requirement: bring back a cocoon of a devil moth]

[reward: 5 silver coins]

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[task: introduction to the first floor of greenhouse site]

[introduction: we need to get through the road to the underground of the greenhouse site and safely obtain the "treasure" there.]

[requirement: close the gate on the first floor of the greenhouse and cut off the contact with other floors...]

……

evening.

Brother mole led a group of players who fought against the devil moth's nest, sang the song of victory, and pulled five carts full of booty back from the direction of the greenhouse site.

"The cool sparrow sleeps on the antenna pole ~ ~"

"Lard bone, bring the brine, and I forgot to wash the eggs ~ ~"

"Gan, what are you singing?"

"Yes, what's singing? We just died a brother. We have to send one away later. Can you be more serious!"

"I wash kelp, wash kelp ~ ~"

"Grass, who will sew up the mole's mouth?"

"I'll do it. I'm good at it."

"Don't ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Facts have proved that the devil moth is not endless. If one time is not enough, come twice. If two times are not enough, come for the third and fourth time.

Two days in a row.

Eighteen players formed a "531 lineup" according to the strategy of brother mole, and two teams took turns to attack, killing a large number of devil moths in the narrow channel.

Some were burned and some were stabbed to death with cold weapons.

Interestingly, these devil moths do not seem to fully inherit the habits of moths, or they have evolved a special habit similar to honeycomb consciousness.

When the number of groups in the space decreased to a certain extent, these insects suddenly gave up suicide and took the initiative to attack, but retreated to the nest to protect the cocoons of larvae and hatching adults, and launched a sneak attack on the targets entering the nest under the cover of the shadow.

This has a certain impact on the players' fixed routine playing methods.

According to the understanding of brother mole, it is probably the dog who planned to find that they are using "bug" to brush monsters and adjust the server parameters.

But it's not a big problem.

The remaining devil moths on the first floor are not enough to pose a fatal threat.

The players of the power department were still in the front row, and the agility department was output in the back. A group of people quickly harvested the devil moth cocoon near the exit of the channel, picked up the devil moth corpse near the exit of the channel, and took rich booty home.

Although they paid the price of one person's death and one person's disability, compared with the harvest of their trip, the loss they paid is not worth mentioning at all.

The bodies of more than 100 devil moths were piled up into hills, and there were more than 100 football cocoons. If it weren't for another batch of devil moths coming up from behind, they could take a little more away.

Plus a small amount of spirit leaves harvested from the planting unit, the total task income reached 841 silver coins!

41 silver per capita!

Of course, it is impossible to divide the money equally. Human life and equipment loss are the costs, but at least everyone can get more than 33 silver.

It's much better than burning bricks.

A pedestrian passes through the east gate.

After exchanging materials from the outpost, Wu tieax and several aborigines who just came out just saw the corpses of devil moths and moth pupae piled on the wooden cart, and their faces were shocked one after another.

Of course they know what this is.

Especially in summer, when the spirit leaves grow most luxuriantly, this thing is simply a god of death on the wasteland. There is not even a complete body in the place swept by it.

However, why did the bug appear in Qingquan city?

And where did the spirit yetian come from?

The weather has been several degrees below zero. Don't the moths here need to hibernate?

"They can even defeat the devil moth..."

"It's incredible how they did it."

"They come from the East... In the east city, there is a nest of devil moths."

"We have to stay away."

Several people with croissants on their shoulders whispered. As the leader of the family, Wu tieaxe was thinking about something else.

Along the way from the northern part of the valley province, they experienced countless dangerous battles in order to survive.

In one of the most dangerous battles, his father and uncle died in the struggle to escape from the gunpoint of the slaver's slave team.

Originally, there were more than 50 young men in the clan, but now there are only in their early twenties. The rest are old, weak women and children, and even infants who have not been weaned.

Now there are strong people who are willing to protect them. It is time to seize the time to practice and rest.

However, the problem now is that due to the previous heavy losses, the number of women who can have children in the tribe has far exceeded that of men with fertility, and many of them are connected by blood.

Intra tribal marriage of small tribes is a headache. For the health and strength of the newborn, his tribe needs fresh blood.

These powerful soldiers seem to be the best choice.

Recalling the long talk between the elders of the clan and himself last night, Wu tieax didn't say a word on the way back.

After telling the people to store the grain, he returned to the outpost alone and found the ruler at the entrance of the sanatorium.

"My Lord."

Chu Guang glanced at him.

"What's up?"

Wu tieax lowered his head and said in an urn.

"I want to borrow some seeds from you."

Borrow seeds?

It's strange that you nomads still farm?

Chu Guang thought it was very interesting and said with a smile.

"Unfortunately, we don't have seeds. I'm afraid I can't help. Moreover, it's snowy outside and the soil has long been frozen. Even if we get seeds, I'm afraid we can't plant them."

Wu tieax scratched the back of his head.

"No, you may have misunderstood what I mean. I want to borrow from you... Not that seed, that seed."

"What, which one?" Chu Guang frowned, looked at him and said, "what do you want to say, don't circle with me."

Wu tieax didn't dare to be careless and explained quickly.

"Yes, for breeding."

Hearing this, Chu Guang almost choked his saliva.

What the hell.

Did you hear wrong or understand wrong.

What the hell is breeding?!

Noticing the expression change on Chu Guang's face, Wu tieax was stunned. He didn't want to understand why the adult reacted so much.

But he continued to keep a low profile and pleaded sincerely.

"Our tribe experienced a big war a few days ago. The population is thin and needs fresh blood. We don't dare to ask for your blood. We just hope you can nod your head and allow the unmarried young women of our tribe to stay in your camp for a few days."

"We won't let you help us in vain. As a reward, we are willing to offer a camel skin and a dagger for the father of each newborn."

Speaking of this, Chu Guang finally understood what this guy meant.

I think so. Where did the tribal people come from the concept of integrity.

A large tribe with a prosperous population, in addition to the combination within the tribe, can also plunder foreign nations to obtain slaves and reproduce through slaves. Small tribes with a poor population can only rely on the strong and get fresh blood from the patriarchal forces.

"I understand your difficulty, but I can't help you with this help," Chu Guang said seriously. "We are serious games... Well, I mean, our customs are different from yours. I can consider other help, but this really can't help."

Besides, I can't help even if I want to.

Chu Guang read the instructions of the culture chamber before and remembered very clearly that the genetic factors of these clones seem to be difficult to win the prize?

Originally, they were not designed for normal reproduction, but just the "container" of players' consciousness and the "product" made by the training module.

In particular, heterogeneous sequences and genetic factors can not be stably inherited to the next generation at all. Even due to chromosome abnormalities, they are simply castrated directly together with their functions.

Besides, "waste land ol" is a fun game focusing on leisure.

Chu Guang didn't even think about it, so he resolutely refused for the players.

Youxi？

Wu tieax was confused and didn't understand what the adult meant.

However, looking at the expression on his face, he seemed dissatisfied with his proposal.

Think about it. After all, these vagrants come from the wilderness.

Even out of fear of disease, the leader could not allow his strong young labor force to waste their vigorous energy on foreign women.

"I was abrupt."

Wu tieax bowed his head with regret and shame. After expressing his sincere apology, he turned and left with the curious eyes of the players around him.

The players whispered.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know."

"Farming! I heard the manager mention 'farming'! I can understand that word!"

"You know how to farm."

……

Late at night.

The aborigines who built the camp lit a bonfire in the middle of the camp.

Flames flickered in the snow.

The refugees sat around the campfire, blowing flutes made of animal bones, singing ballads that couldn't hear clearly, eating muddy broth and black pancakes, celebrating the end of the journey and praying for the newborn.

Although the players were curious, they did not get close to the past, but stood on the fence and watched from a distance.

"What tune are they playing?"

"No, I guess it's alpha 0.5 BGM. Didn't I say that the new version is expected to focus on the development of human-computer interaction system. However, I didn't expect that this production group is still a little good. Even the refugees on the waste land have their own culture."

"The flute made of the bone they used is quite interesting. I'll see if I can buy one tomorrow."

"What if it's made of human bones? Do you want to blow?"

"Sleeping trough, do you want to be so curious?"

"Just a reasonable analysis. I heard that some African tribes will make their bones into musical instruments after their parents die."

"Thank you for being filial."

It's not just the players who are curious.

Chu Guang, who stood on the third floor of the sanatorium and looked out, also had an interested expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, these refugees still have their own unique tribal culture.

These settings can be updated on the official website to pass the time and satisfy the greed of those cloud players.

I just don't know what to call these people.

Chu Guang thought for a while and decided to give them a name and make a flag or totem.

"It's a nice song."

"Do you want to record it, master?"

"Can you record so far?"

"There is a technology called laser monitoring. Even if it is far away, as long as you hit a beam of light, you can record the audio through the frequency of object vibration."

"Do you still have the ability?"

"A range of hundreds of meters is certainly OK. It can also reduce audio noise."

"... then record it."

It's also good to enter the soundtrack into the database on the official website. It's an investigation of the local customs on the waste land.

After midnight.

Chu Guang took Xiao Qi back to the shelter, then opened the system and checked his manager's allowance.

For nearly half a month, he actually saved 222 points.

"Two high-level blind boxes, two intermediate blind boxes, and two primary... Just smoke."

It's just that the lollipop is almost eaten.

It's meaningless to store points. There are daily tasks to do every day. Now the number of players is up. If you are lucky, you can save more than ten or twenty points a day, and if you are unlucky, there are seven or eight.

Chu Guang stretched out his hand and clicked on the extraction button.

Light blue light flickered.

The wall on one side of the residential hall trembled slightly. As the alloy door opened, the reward from the blind box was sent out along the conveyor belt.

Two primary blind boxes, a bag of 500g white granulated sugar and a bag of 500g salt, and an intermediate blind box, a box of antibiotics and a therapeutic needle.

On the whole, it was pretty good. Even the lucky Lian Chuguang felt a little surprised. Although there is no needle with added properties, the sugar, salt and medicine are good things.

As for the advanced blind box

To tell you the truth, it's a little boastful.

"A mechanical compound bow with a sight seems to have a motor on it, and it can also be equipped with a battery. It seems that it can store power for shooting? But it is not equipped with a special arrow?"

He can't shoot arrows. This thing can only be used by players.

"And what is this... Grenade?"

Chu Guang picked up a silver ball from the conveyor belt, but he couldn't find the pull ring after looking for it for a long time.

He threw it gently in his hand and weighed it. Chu Guang really couldn't figure out how to play this thing. He glanced around and wanted to find a target to see if it hurt.

It seems that he can't watch anymore. Xiao Qi squatting quietly aside reminds him in a weak voice.

"Master..."

"You didn't use that thing like that."