Chapter 123

The sanatorium is on the third floor.

Looking at the group of cattle and horses who changed into long weapons and Hunter equipment and started again, Chu Guang's face showed a satisfied smile.

not bad

These little players are getting better and better.

Thanks to their understanding and saving a lot of effort, Chu Guang could spend his micro operation time planning what to do.

For example, play two more games.

"... it's time for alpha 0.6 players to go online tomorrow."

Many raw materials in the outpost are about to burst. It is urgent for life professional players to strengthen their efforts and catch up with combat professional players.

Especially the cocoons of devil moths, there are several hills next to the warehouse. When the cattle and horses team beat down the first floor of the greenhouse site, I'm afraid they have to pile another one next to it.

The guaranteed income of 200 silver coins seems to be a little more.

But it doesn't matter. Silver coin is a number for Chu Guang. After having an electronic account, he wants to send as many as he wants.

The key is to enrich the shelves of stores and let players buy more things. Only in this way can the money be meaningful.

Otherwise, even if you send a copy to your account and call one billion?

I'll give you one billion today and two billion tomorrow. In the future, everyone will be happy with more than ten zeros to buy potatoes?

Presumably, at that time, the little finless porpoises who dislike the task will miss the good time when a croissant potato only needs a few copper coins.

But fortunately, even if such people are not sober, their planning is sober, and this kind of thing probably won't happen.

In order to improve the production capacity of the outpost, more than half of the 50 players recruited in this version update were randomly selected from the user pool labeled "life career".

As for how this label is printed, it is naturally based on the questionnaire filled out by these users when booking the game.

For example, when answering the question "what is your favorite stand-alone game", their answers frequently appear leisure and elderly care games such as Xinglu Valley story, European Truck Simulator, around the world, famine, Sims and so on.

This means that after entering the waste land ol, they will be more inclined to choose the playing method of life and career.

Such as production, transportation, farming, building houses and so on.

I believe these small players who are willing to create should be able to use those raw materials to make something valuable.

Um.

By the way, the users of version 0.4 are completely another painting style, because Chu Guang stole it from the user pool of P club games.

These people are not only proficient in the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipe, but also have in-depth research on the formula of gunpowder. They accurately clean up the elderly population with natural disaster DLC in urban skyline and can alien meat in stars.

It can be said that every war criminal.

"250 players are still not enough. There are still 250 training modules left."

"If only we could get more food."

After the bloody hand clan stronghold was destroyed, the reserve grain in the outpost is theoretically enough for 300 people to last until the end of winter.

However, there is a problem here that the actual consumption rate of food is often much higher than expected.

If the spices were not expensive and the cooking conditions were limited, Chu Guang would bet that these players could eat five meals a day and burp every time.

In addition, there were nomads who took refuge and survivors working in the brick factory. Chu Guang didn't dare to make the plan too hard.

250 players are already a little tight. It's better to store more than twice the actual consumption.

"Speaking of... Should I go to brown farm to get some benefits?"

Look at the warehouses of the marauders. Brown farm pays them less for protection.

How can we say that we have solved such a big problem once and for all for the survivors in the northern suburb of Qingquan city. It's unreasonable not to give a thank-you gift?

It's not good to reach out directly. After all, civilized people are not suitable for bandit work. We have to find a way to let them take the initiative to give it.

Chu Guang touched his chin and began to conceive.

But just then, Xiao Qi squatting aside playing with the UAV suddenly raised the camera.

"Master, a guest is coming."

……

Outside the south gate.

Under the wind and snow all the way, Yu Hu rushed towards the outpost base.

When he arrived at the south gate, he happened to see Chu Guang standing at the gate. His eyes suddenly brightened, waved his fist to tighten the envelope, and shouted from a distance.

"Brother Chu!"

Looking at Yu Hu with a worried face and trotting over, Chu Guang asked.

"What's the matter with you? You're in such a hurry."

Did something happen at home?

Yu Hu held his knees with both hands and said out of breath.

"Charlie... Is the old housekeeper of the grocery store. He asked me to bring you a letter!"

To tell the truth, when Charlie handed the letter to him and asked him to send it here, Yu Hu's heart stopped.

After all, Bette street has rules and can't do business with foreign caravans without permission. If you are found, you will be severely punished!

Therefore, Yu Hu has been very careful to avoid old Charlie. Unexpectedly, he was found!

Brother Chu is not an outsider, and what Yu Hu doesn't understand is that old Charlie neither scolded himself nor reported himself to the mayor or the guard, but handed the envelope sealed with blood fingerprints to him.

Yu Hu was illiterate and didn't know what was written on the envelope, but he always had an ominous feeling when he looked at the bloody handprint.

So he didn't dare to stay for a moment. He immediately rushed over from Bette street with the letter and delivered it here.

"Come inside with me."

He took Yu Hu to the reception room on the first floor of the sanatorium.

Chu Guang lit the brazier, sat down on the next chair, opened the envelope with blood fingerprints and glanced at it.

There are two letters in it.

One of them is the old mayor... Oh, no, it should be said that it was written by the old leech.

The content is probably to tell the predators of the blood hand clan that there is a group of survivor strongholds in Linghu Wetland Park. Skip those magnificent reasons and respectful words. The full text in black and white can be summarized into four words - killing with a knife.

The other one is old Charlie's handwriting.

And the ink mark should have been written not long ago.

【

Dear manager, my name is Charlie. I am a survivor living in Bette street.

I believe you have read another letter in the envelope, and you must be furious at the content of the letter at the moment.

No offense, I understand how you feel. In fact, like you, I can hardly believe my ears and eyes when I heard that our respected mayor colluded with the marauders and tried to encourage them to attack our neighbors.

I persuaded him that it was not a good choice, but he still insisted on sending the letter to the predator.

This behavior has broken through the bottom line of morality. No matter how contradictory it is, I think it can't, at least it shouldn't, let a group of villains who eat people and don't spit bones arbitrate.

We have had enough of unreasonable oppression. The people of Bette Street are eager for civilization! As long as you like, we are willing to make every effort to cooperate with your actions and drive the vampire away from his castle! Every hunter in Bette Street will thank you for your kindness!

】

good heavens.

This is a knife for yourself.

The charcoal in the brazier floated a pinch of sparks.

Chu Guang lowered his two letters slightly, looked at Yu Hu sitting in the opposite chair, thought for a moment and said.

"Do you know what the old housekeeper wrote in this letter?"

Yu Hu was stunned and shook his head.

"The old housekeeper didn't tell me... He just said it was a very important thing and related to your safety."

It's okay if it's related to our safety.

Chu Guang smiled.

It's certain that the old leech didn't know that the blood hand clan was gone, or he wouldn't have come up with such a stupid idea to send letters to the dead.

In fact, it's easy to understand. Beite street is far away from the abandoned tire factory. Those scavengers will not explore north along the out of town viaduct as a last resort. After all, they all know that it's unsafe there. Who will take the initiative to get close to the nest of the predators?

Now there is only one suspense - a few words of truth in the letter written by old Charlie.

There are two possibilities.

One possibility is that old Charlie sent a letter first and found that the stronghold of the bloody hand clan had been taken away before he sent the letter of the old mayor to himself.

Another possibility is that, as old Charlie wrote in his letter, because the mayor's actions broke through his bottom line, he decided to stand on the side of justice and fight against the tyranny of the mayor with the survivors of Bette street.

In fact, it doesn't matter which version of the story you believe. The reason is never important. You can even make up another one when everything is over.

Chu Guang's heart moved slightly.

A brilliant idea suddenly occurred to him.

It can not only bring Bette Street into its sphere of influence, but also let the people of brown farm take the initiative to send tribute to themselves.

"... your mayor is not a thing."

Looking at Chu Guang's suddenly serious face, Yu Hu sitting opposite was slightly stunned, and his look became nervous.

"Town, mayor? Didn't old Charlie write this letter?"

"There are two letters in it. One is written by old Charlie, and the other... That is, the one originally stuffed here, was handwritten by your mayor to the blood hand clan."

"To the blood hand clan?!"

Yu Hu's eyes stared at the boss, and his brain couldn't turn for a moment.

He remembered that brother Chu seemed to have said before that the marauders would not disturb them again. Moreover, he also saw Zhao mouse kidnapped by predators here, and heard that Yang Ergou was also alive.

Why did the mayor write to the dead?

Wait, the mayor has correspondence with the marauders?!

The news is getting louder and louder.

Looking at Yu Hu in chaos, Chu Guang continued calmly.

"That's right. And from the content of the letter, your mayor is going to encourage the predators of the bloody hand clan to rob us."

"Encourage the Marauder to rob you?! how dare he -"

Chu Guang nodded.

"In fact, we did find some interesting things in the blood hand clan's stronghold after we broke it. There are various signs that your mayor seems to have reached a secret covenant with them. He was not simply blackmailed by the marauders, but took the initiative to cooperate with the marauders to harvest your property... You know what I mean "Is that right?"

After hearing what Chu Guang said, Yu Hu's face was written with incredible shock.

For this reason, even if his brain is no longer good, he can understand.

What he didn't understand was why did the mayor do this?

"I'm going back to tell the people in town!"

He suddenly stood up from his chair. Yu Hu's face was full of anger and his fists were clenched.

"That bastard, he deceived all of us!"

"Don't be impulsive," Chu Guang stood up with him. "I'm glad you're on my side, but you're Xiaoyu's brother. I can't watch you die in vain."

"... die?"

"Do you think if you just go back and shout, the other survivors of Bette Street will immediately believe what you say?"

Yu Hu blushed and said with a stiff neck.

"I... I can convince them!"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"Language persuasion is meaningless. Your mayor will convince them with a gun."

Yu Hu was anxious to argue, but he couldn't speak out. He only hated that his mouth was too stupid.

Chu Guang was not surprised by his reaction.

After all, if he were a thoughtful man, he wouldn't be sent by old Charlie to send this letter.

"Can I just look at him and keep everyone in the dark?"

"Of course not."

Chu Guang put his hand on Yu Hu's shoulder and gave him a firm look.

"This is not your business alone. The stupidity and shamelessness of that old leech has exceeded the bottom line we can tolerate."

"I'll go with you!"

At the same time, all players carrying VMS near the outpost received a mission pop-up——

[task: Liberate Beite Street]