Chapter 113

Official website:

Fang Chang: "a new landmark is unlocked in the north of the abandoned construction site. There are a large number of eaters in the abandoned department store! We basically empty the eaters on the first floor, but when we enter the basement, VM indicates that the current regional radiation index exceeds the safety threshold. Well, let me be frank, there are probably good things in the basement. Are there physical fitness players? We are just one physical fitness department."

Si Si: me

Tail: "tail, too! Well, I seem to be agile, but it doesn't matter. I'll sneak! (') ω ´*)”

Fang Chang: "sorry, that book can't bring new people. Let me talk about the demand. The physical attribute is 10 points, preferably more than 10 points."

Tail: "QAQ"

Irena: "my physique is lv4. My main attribute is just 10 points. Talent... Forget it. When I don't have it. (funny)"

Fang Chang: "brother, read private letters."

Pick up garbage level 99: "do you want lizards? I may be resistant, whether it's radiation or poison!"

Night ten: "you first find a way out of the shelter. (funny)"

Pick up garbage level 99: "Gan!"

Fujimoto: "I got up at four o'clock in the middle of the night to watch the PPT. I almost forgot to go to work. There are still some places I don't understand. Sobbing, bald head, this game is getting more and more difficult! (T ^ t)"

WC really has mosquitoes: "ask if you don't understand. Do the goblins want to know that the PPT you read is serious?"

Rattan: "(* ・ ω ・)✄╰ひ╯”

WC really has mosquitoes: "(ﾟ Д ﾟ*)”

Today's official website is still calm.

In addition to several brothers quarreling about which type of steel should be used for seamless steel pipe, the whole forum was very harmonious.

Chu Guang did not participate in the topic, but silently marked the accounts of these old friends and arranged them on the next batch of list.

No, beep, you can go.

When alpha 0.6 comes out, you will perform.

In fact, Chu Guang has been very curious. The forum of waste soil ol is punished like this every day. Why hasn't it been dropped by the wall yet?

The official website has been online for more than a month. Up to now, the daily life is about to break 10000, and there are many people.

The child named yeao must have reported a lot.

However, it's really useless.

"Outrageous."

Including the ability to send the helmet to the player's door unconsciously. If this is done by black skills, this technology is really outrageous.

It's like magic

Playing with the ball point pen in his hand, Chu Guang leaning against the chair hit his tongue.

At this time, he suddenly thought of the "form formation field" mentioned in the recording.

"Xiao Qi."

Xiao Qi, who is charging, raises the camera.

"What's the matter, master."

Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

"Have you ever heard of the morphogenetic field?"

"Is it the main research topic of shelter 404?"

"Eh?" Chu Guang sat up in surprise from his chair, looked at the waste paper basket squatting in the corner and asked, "do you know?"

"Master... As I said before, the information archived by Xiao Qi was obtained from you." Xiao Qi's voice sounded helpless.

ok

Bai is happy.

But it doesn't matter anyway.

Chu Guang leaned back on his chair, lost his pen, grabbed the mouse, hit the stars in his inventory, and began a new round of watching the sea.

……

Since equipped with the hummingbird UAV, Xiaoqi's vision has expanded a lot.

The silver white ball usually hovers quietly about 50 ~ 100 meters above the outpost, and no one will find a small point at all.

If necessary, it can also be moved and deployed around the park. As long as it doesn't fly three kilometers away, the signal is very good.

Through the VM device worn on his arm, Chu Guang can drag the UAV along the horizontal direction to redeploy with a slight stroke on the touch screen with his index finger.

This feeling is like playing RTS game from God's perspective.

The only pity is that players have their own ideas. He can't frame the blue little man on the screen for micro manipulation.

Otherwise, it's really the same as RTS games.

The peeping screen is so happy. Chu Guang holding VM drags the UAV to the entrance of 76th street. Ob players who brush books at the greenhouse site, and then drags the UAV to the vicinity of the mutant tribe to see what those green skinned muscle guys are busy with.

Well, it seems really busy.

A few more corpses were added at the gate of the stockade, but it was strange that except for those bright and dark sentries, these muscle men didn't come out of the stockade.

Where did these bodies come from?

Out of thin air?

Unfortunately, the mutant's stockade likes to use wood to make a dome. There are still some rags and clothes hanging in the corridor. You can't see the situation from a high altitude.

Maybe?

Should I randomly select a small player to send his head?

It's not impossible to arrive.

Until the power of the UAV bottomed out and triggered the automatic return, Chu Guangcai reluctantly put the VM away and returned the control of the UAV to Xiaoqi.

……

Dusk is approaching.

The market in front of the north gate is very busy.

There are people who set up stalls to sell barbecues, perform to eat mushrooms, sell clothes, sell knives, and even sell "goblin bazookas".

It has to be said that these players are all talents. Even if the content provided by the game itself is not much, they can create content and play it by themselves.

The aborigines living nearby are also attracted by the lively atmosphere here.

However, they are embarrassed to get too close.

In addition, they were shy and had no silver coins. They looked enviously around for a while and then quietly left.

"The market for blue coats is so busy."

"They make beautiful clothes and beautiful people."

"I saw the shell of the cleft clawed crab. They made a piece of armor with the shell of the cleft clawed crab? Although it doesn't look very durable, they actually killed the cleft clawed crab!"

"It's a luxury for them to roast meat with charcoal."

"If only I could do business with them..."

"Yes, children can't just drink milk. When they are older, they still have to eat some porridge or mush... Their croissants are good. They are much bigger than those we see in the north."

"I don't know if they need short-time workers. There aren't many prey in winter. If they can exchange their strength for some money."

"I want to save money to buy an axe. Their axes look stronger than ours. They are made of steel... I have only seen steel tools in large survivor strongholds."

Sitting in front of the fire in the middle of the village, the refugees ate big cakes, drank roasted camel milk, whispered, and looked envious.

Unlike them, those blue coats need to build a large and high campfire to keep warm. Instead, they use that small torch dipped in black tar to light up the whole camp.

It's so rich!

But envy belongs to envy.

The dignity of identity is engraved in DNA.

They will be satisfied if they can have a foothold next to the stronghold of big forces and will not be expelled.

At least now life is quite satisfying.

Looking at the curl of black smoke floating in the distant camp and Wu tieax sitting with the ethnic people, he fell into a long meditation.

I was speechless all night.

The next morning.

Wu tieax went to the outpost alone. After asking the guard on duty at the gate, he met Chu Guang who had just come up from the shelter.

"Dear Sir, I have one thing to ask for your help!"

Again?

Chu Guang yawned.

"If you don't lend the seeds, there's no need to talk about it."

Wu tieax explained with an embarrassed face and a drooping head.

"Last time I was rude. This time I came to you, not for the seed."

Chu Guang glanced at him curiously.

"Oh? You said."

Wu tieax did not go around in circles and said frankly.

"My people want to set up a stall in the market at your north gate. Please allow us to borrow a piece of land the size of camel skin."

How big is a piece of land the size of camel skin?

Chuguang has never used such a strange quantifier.

However, the focus is not on area.

"Set up a stall? What do you want to trade?"

Wu tieax continued.

"Some leather products, picked up parts, our own tools, and prey... I use my head to assure you that my people will not make trouble for you. We just want to change some grains and potatoes to feed our children."

It's okay to guarantee with a head.

In fact, the general settlement of survivors is very exclusive of doing business with refugees. After all, these wandering people usually find it difficult to come up with anything good, and no one likes savage stall owners.

But if you look at the problem from another angle

Chu Guang thought for a moment.

With an idea in mind, he looked at the patriarch in front of him and said.

"I can allow you to enter the market at the north gate, but you must abide by the rules we have formulated, such as ensuring that the business projects comply with public order and good customs, keeping the roads in front of the stalls clean and tidy, not interfering with traffic, prohibiting private fighting, forced buying and selling, private trading of slaves, selling of addictive drugs, etc."

"In addition, to operate stalls in our market, we must and can only use our legal tender. The quality of any goods sold must also be guaranteed. In case of dispute, all provisions in the terms and arbitration results shall prevail."

"The specific details are posted on the notice board at the north gate. If you can accept it, I will give you a booth."

Wu tieaxe nodded respectfully.

"We are willing to accept it, my Lord."

"I hope you have seriously considered the weight behind this' yes'," Chu Guang looked at him and said, "that's it."

……

In fact, allowing these nomads to deepen their communication with players, Chu Guang has been thoughtful.

This is far earlier than Wu tieaxe's initiative to come to the door.

As long as properly managed, appropriate trade exchanges can promote bilateral relations.

The players got benefits, the aborigines got rations, and they naturally stuffed copper and silver coins into the aborigines' pockets.

This wave, of course, is win-win.

Maybe it should be called three wins?

After all, I won three times.

evening.

The small players who went out to work carried today's booty and returned to the outpost one after another.

Just when they were going to set up a stall at the North Gate market to do business, they were surprised to find that an NPC stall appeared at the north gate?

Don't NPCs operate in the base?

Is it the rise of prosperity that triggers the hidden plot?

In front of the booth, two NPC ladies dressed in animal skin clothes and dressed in exotic style sat on the ground, with a basin of charcoal fire for heating.

Both of them are young, and the older ones are only in their early twenties. They behave calmly, quiet and rarely move. The young man was about fifteen or sixty-seven. His big eyes blinked left and right. He was full of curiosity about everything here.

They are probably sisters.

The light of the charcoal fire reflected on the wheat colored cheeks, covered the look of malnutrition, and looked ruddy and shiny.

In front of them was a camel skin. On the camel skin were some ornaments made of colorful stones, waste parts, iron daggers, scabbards, holsters, leather goods and other gadgets, as well as the newly slaughtered hyena meat.

And it's good leg meat and tenderloin.

In addition, there are some freshly squeezed milk in containers such as iron cans and aluminum cans. In short, there are everything on the stall.

Although players are not very short of prey, they are still curious about NPCs that suddenly appear in the player trading market.

"Why is this NPC in our market?"

"So cute!"

"Where's brother mole? You know what I mean."

"Gan! You know who the book is when it is forbidden?"

"Well, we haven't talked about the book yet."

“！！！”

"The tail feels so big!"

Chu Guang was also curious about what the Aborigines were selling, so he went to the booth and took a look.

When the manager came, the players immediately made way and waited excitedly to trigger the plot.

Chu Guang looked at them and asked.

"What's your name?"

As soon as the big one was ready to speak, the small one straightened his arm and raised his hand vigorously to answer.

"My name is autumn leaf!"

Chu Guang probably knows the naming style of this tribe. It is estimated that what he sees and what happens during his journey is what he calls it.

It sounds more normal than an iron axe.

"Where's your sister?"

"Autumn grass!"

"Poof."

Chu Guang almost couldn't help spraying.

But I held back.

"... good name."

Secretly observing the expression on the manager's adult face, the older sister whispered.

"Sir, my sister is still young and lacks discipline. If she offends you... Please punish me and don't embarrass her."

"No, my sister is very cute."

After asking people so much, I don't buy anything. It seems that I'm stingy.

Chu Guang glanced at the things on the stall. Next to each commodity, Arabic numerals were clearly marked with wooden cards according to the rules set by him.

These numbers are taught by Chu Guang, mainly for the convenience of players.

Good. These refugees are obedient.

It's not as "evil" as people pass on.

Putting down a silver coin, Chu Guang picked a smaller plastic bottle.

"Try camel milk."

Autumn leaf: "ah, camel milk is the bottle next to -"

"It's all right, so is milk."

With that, Chu Guang took the plastic bottle and went to find the crow for identification.

The little girl wanted to catch up and make it clear, but her sister, who blushed and didn't speak, grabbed her, shook her head and whispered.

"We can't go through that door, run around in the market, or contradict that adult, okay?"

"Everything here is his. Just give him what he wants."

Besides, people pay according to the rules.

Although his tone may be a little harsh, he is a kind ruler.

The little girl looked wronged.

He is well intentioned, but he has to be scolded by his sister.

"All right."

With that in her mouth, she was still flustered.

That's really not camel milk

The elder sister smiled gently and touched her head.

"Good."

The players around talked about the plot just now. Although some versions were outrageous enough, they also guessed about it.

Especially when the managers bought it, they followed suit.

"Give me a dagger set!"

"Which is camel's milk? I want camel's milk! Eh? Is that what you read?"

"What just happened is gone!"

"What is this fruit? It looks dark. Can you eat it?"

"Don't worry about it. Just buy it and give it to boss crow."