Chapter 126

Beite Street North gate.

Looking at the guns and ammunition loaded on the caravan and transported out, the old Walter, who was holding the prisoners, tutted his tongue and felt mixed in his heart.

"If that guy had fired the gun earlier, he might not have lost."

The survivors of Bette street had never touched a gun because their respected mayor had no intention of making them affordable at all.

As for the reason, he can also figure it out.

Compared with the predators who can be appeased with money, the hungry scavengers under his feet are what he is really afraid of.

Old Charlie, who had just pacified the survivors, happened to hear this sentence, smiled faintly and replied casually.

"The result is the same."

"Why?"

"Do you have faith?"

Old Walter was stunned.

"Faith?"

Charlie glanced at the blue coats who were energetic and stuck to their posts and said meaningfully.

"They have."

The reason for turning the world into waste land is never a terrible weapon, but the despair of witnessing the collapse of heaven.

Before he was sold here, he met the local rich man who cultivated with bionic robots, the war madman who installed the nuclear fusion engine on the airship, and the madman who installed eight modified volunteers and changed himself into octopus.

Many of his compatriots who came out of a shelter were still very good people before the door opened. They went crazy not long after they came out.

Many people choose to commit suicide because they can't accept the cruel reality.

These blue coats seem to be the other extreme.

How to say

They seem a little optimistic, not normal?

Old Charlie couldn't think of how to describe their state.

But one thing is certain that if the despair of the collapse of heaven can not destroy them, they must have some strong faith in their hearts.

He didn't notice what old Charlie was thinking. The two little players standing guard at the door were killing time with nonsense.

"I have the following six views on the situation of ah f Khan..."

"You're right, but the permanent resident population of the Vatican D has 800 people, and there are 47 million kangaroos in Australia alone. If kangaroos decide to invade the Vatican D, every Vatican D will fight 58750 kangaroos."

"The old man seems to be looking at us?"

"Is there a task for us?"

"No, there is no exclamation mark on the map, and he doesn't wear VM."

"Forget it, let alone the old guy... By the way, where did I just say?"

……

The generator for supplying power to the castle is located on the first floor. It is the same one Chu Guang bought from Liszt before. It is a combination of wood carburetor and gas generator.

However, the power of this firewood generator is much higher than that bought by Chu Guang before. The four feed ports are connected with four huge cylinders, and the maximum output power can reach 150KW!

It's a waste to put the generator in this castle.

Chu Guang plans to take it back.

At present, the power of the "power grid" of the outpost is only 10kW, and it is very nervous to supply power to an active substance extractor.

150KW, can do a lot of things!

However, Chu Guang has to use it before moving it back.

Players skillfully stuffed firewood into the feed port and pulled up the switch. As the generator began to work again, the lighting in the castle was restored.

Carrying a sledgehammer, Chu Guang stepped into the castle and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

According to the players' report, this is the old mayor's study.

Chu Guang told them not to rummage through the things here until they came.

These players obeyed very obediently, but they didn't bite down the wall except in the study.

The elevator stops steadily.

Looking at the fireplace directly opposite and the triangular piles of firewood in the fireplace, Chu Guang couldn't help smashing his tongue.

"It's so corrupt."

Even the corridor is heated!

Does this old leech usually wear no clothes at home?

The picture was a little spicy. Chu Guang decided not to mend his brain.

Through the carpeted corridor, Chu Guang went straight to the study marked by his special mark in the VM map.

It's more like a collection room than a study.

In addition to some pre war novels, poetry collections and cooking recipes, there are also some strange gadgets and ornaments on the bookshelf.

Chu Guang reached out and took down a small brass pistol from the bookshelf. He took it in his hand and looked at it for a while. Then he pulled the trigger at the side wall, but saw a small flame from the muzzle of the gun.

"Lighter?"

In addition to the lighter with the same shape as a pistol, there is a beetle clock made of gold clocks and gears. It looks very valuable.

Chu Guang even found several gold bars in a rusty iron box.

It seems that gold is not a rare thing in Qingquan city. At least it is not worth as much as those colorful chips.

Otherwise, it's not what's left here.

"Gee, this Iron Rooster."

"Really? I didn't have any chips left!"

I enjoyed my booty for a while.

Chu Guang temporarily put these flashy things aside and his eyes fell on the radio on the desk.

He reached forward and pressed the switch.

After a short pause, melodious and soothing music and noisy current sound soon floated out of the old speaker.

Chu Guang was surprised.

"Is there a signal?"

Is it from boulder?

Or where other survivors live

Chu Guang is going to tune in to see if there are any other channels.

However, just when his hand touched the black knob, the melodious and soothing music suddenly stopped and changed into an oily host.

"... here's a piece of news. In the north of us, that is, in the northern suburb of Qingquan City, there was a armed struggle on the scale of 100 people. A group of suspected refugees from the North attacked the local survivor settlement with rifles made of water pipes. The most advanced weapon is a funny smooth bore gun?"

"Tut Tut, it's cruel. We saw the refugees blow open the local people's homes with black gunpowder and smash their brains with the butt of a gun. They hanged the men on the city gate and tied the women with ropes. All the old women from one year old to 50 years old were dragged to the dark alley... Tut tut Tut, these beasts are so savage."

Chuguang: "...?"

Is the host on drugs?

It's stupid.

The window of the study is facing the Fifth Ring Road in the north of Qingquan city.

Chu Guang looked out of the window and could only vaguely see rows of uneven and crooked ruins of high-rise buildings and the remains of viaducts.

The urban areas farther away are either obscured or blurred by winter fog.

"... can you see here from Stonehenge?"

Or did they set up observation stations along the fifth ring road or on a high-rise building? Looking in the dark with a large telescope?

Chu Guang raised his eyebrows gently.

I little interesting.

The sound on the radio is still playing.

After arranging the barbaric deeds of the northern refugees, the host of the radio station then changed the subject and forcibly implanted an advertisement in the news.

"The continuous unrest in the northern part of the valley province is threatening the security of the southern region. Jushi military industry reminds you that guns are the foundation of life. For your safety, we solemnly recommend our latest products - salamander assault rifles, fire dragon fruit grenade launchers and crowbar bread supplied in the canteen of workshop 1."

"If even they can't keep your neighbors calm, we also provide a series of military outsourcing businesses including persuasion and mediation."

"As long as you have enough chips in your pocket, the mercenaries in Boulder will never let you down!"

……

[task: Jiefang Beite Street (completed)]

[Note: the flag of shelter 404 fluttered on the castle on Bette street. Our enemies fled, dropped their weapons and surrendered. Although the whereabouts of the old leech are unknown, it doesn't matter. The people on Bette Street will thank us and they will embrace a better tomorrow.]

[reward: 50 silver coins, 100 points of contribution, a lucky draw, a bottle of 330ml wine, and thanks to Xiaoyu.]

At noon.

Almost at the same time, they received the reminder of the completion of the task. The players standing in front of the castle showed surprised expressions on their faces.

"Eh?! am I dazzled? What is a lucky draw?"

"Good guy, the internal test hasn't been opened yet. I've made the lottery function!"

"Blind guess, the next function is to draw cards!"

"Operator: testing the money encircling system is also a part of the sealed test. Don't play if you're unhappy. It's funny manually."

"I smoke! Hey, I burst a brass pistol lighter?!"

"Sleeping trough, I'll come too... Gan! How the fuck did I smoke a croissant potato!"

"Hahaha, the Africans are really hammering!"

of course.

Not everyone is busy drawing the lottery.

Like a girl with short hair.

"Thanks to the little fish! Woo woo, how can the little fish thank the tail! Will the tail hold it? Can you hold it up and chew it?"

Standing aside, Si Si sighed and poked his tail's arm with the butt of his gun.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's too changed. But you'll be kicked off the line."

The lucky draw function was developed by Xiao Qi by Chu Guang last night. He didn't find a chance to use it, so he first edited it to test the water in the task reward.

At present, the feedback from players seems to be good?

Although the prizes in the prize pool are gadgets that do not affect the balance of the game, the excitement of one or two European emperors can always push the atmosphere of the scene to a high level.

To Chu Guang's surprise, from the reaction of players, the recognized SSSR is not an iron tube rifle with a price of 150 silver coins, but a "brass pistol" with little eggs.

The appearance of brass looks like a "Golden Legend", and the cool shape is a group of fans.

The only disadvantage is that you can't shoot. You can only light cigarettes. After all, this thing is a lighter.

But it doesn't matter!

People who have played "drop line across the border" know that weapons with names may not be better than those orange suits with public names, but they will still keep them as collections and take them to the forum to cheat Mengxin.

The same is true of waste soil ol.

The "legend" weapon does not provide any damage bonus to bullets. Whether it is Yu's submachine gun or bear's shotgun, it is no better than those iron tube rifles bought from boulder except with a unique story.

Of course, to say that the old Leech's lighter is completely useless, after all, the players in the outpost mainly rely on matches to ignite.

This kind of lighter with piezoelectric ceramics is still relatively "high-tech".

Brother mosquito, who smoked a croissant potato, shouted angrily in the square.

"Bad comment! Why not hold an auction this time! I want that old Leech's lighter!"

The players around him looked at him with a smile.

Let you raise your cards!

Don't make the G group rules this time. You're stupid.

The [makabazi] who drew the lighter smiled and wanted to wear VM around his neck to show off.

"Do you want 1000 silver coins? Just this chance."

"Gan! A lighter sells for 1000! You rob money!"

Who can take out four figures!

Brother Ba raised his eyebrows proudly.

He didn't intend to sell it at all. Of course, the price is blind.

"1000 silver once, 1000 silver twice... Is there any sign? No? Good, it's 1500 now."

Mosquito: "% ￥ #@"

After the task is completed, the rewarded silver coins and contribution points will arrive immediately.

As for the wine for the prize and task reward, you need to receive it in the NPC warehouse after returning to the outpost base.

It's better to save the drink for the victory dinner.

If you send the wine to the players now, Chu Guang is really worried that these little fools will drop the line on the spot and have to arrange someone to carry it back to them.

That's just making trouble for yourself.

In addition to the rewards that everyone can receive, some players who perform additional tasks will receive additional rewards, and this part of the rewards is mainly composed of silver and copper coins, which will not affect the balance and make players who do not receive obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In fact, Chu Guang is still considering developing an additional military merit system in addition to the contribution system, making some electronic medals and military ranks, so as to further distinguish the growth path of life professional players from combat professional players.

However, there will be other problems.

Sure enough, when there are more people in the future, players need to expand their territory outside, and then consider enriching the playing methods of this part.

The castle gate.

Chu Guang found old Charlie and asked him to make a simple statistics on the supplies in Bette street.

For this work, old Charlie can be said to be familiar with the road. He soon found the account book left in the warehouse and took Chu Guang to the granary to check it.

"The granary on Beite street has a total of 8000 kg of croissant potato, 12000 kg of green wheat, 5000 kg of cabbage, 800 kg of air dried meat, 30 kg of crude salt, and two sacks of pepper and pepper... All materials are counted in this account book. Each withdrawal of materials is recorded. Please have a look."

With that, old Charlie respectfully handed the crumpled account book to Chu Guang.

Chu Guang took over the account book and glanced at it roughly.

To his surprise, in addition to those grain reserves, there were two bags of 500g refined salt and 20kg white granulated sugar in the warehouse.

Even soy sauce and vinegar!

The food of the old leech is a little too good.

"What about material reserves other than food and ordnance?"

Old Charlie replied respectfully.

"What is stored in the warehouse is mainly fur for trading, which can be found at the back of this account book. However, after Liszt's caravan came last time, the people of the blood hand clan came here again to blackmail, and there is not much left in the warehouse."

"Besides, there are 173 chips and a piece of hyena cub fur over there. Although it's not in the account book, I've cleaned it up for you. It's on the table at the door of the warehouse."

Chu Guang nodded.

173 chips is a big number.

As for the fur of the old Leech's filial blood hand, it is wading in his warehouse at the moment. Some of them seem to have been bought by rattan to make clothes. Many players wear them.

Just as he was about to let old Charlie take him around the warehouse, a disheartened little player came from the direction of the castle.

"Master Manager!"

Watching the midnight chicken killing alone, Chu Guang probably guessed the result, but he still looked at him and asked.

"How's it going?"

Kill the chicken at midnight with a ashamed face.

"... when we went down, there was an explosion in the passage, and then the sewage overflowed to the soles of our shoes. We continued to move forward, and soon met several frightened rats and mutant cockroaches... After we solved them, we tried to clean up the collapsed rubble with a shovel, but the wooden beam of the passage was broken. We dug and collapsed in front of us, we That can only be withdrawn. "

Sewage?

It seems that the underground passage of the wine cellar should be connected to the sewer of Qingquan city. When the old leech points around the explosive, it is estimated that the water pipe buried nearby was blown open.

After listening to the report of killing chickens at midnight, Chu Guang didn't blame him, but nodded.

"I see. You've done a good job. Don't blame yourself."

Forget it if you can't find it.

The survivors of Bette street have known the crime of the old leech. Whether he is dead or not, the people here can't let him back.

With that, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and slid on the VM screen, pointing "confirm completion" to the little player's task.

Seeing [killing chickens at midnight] leave happily, Chu Guang then looks at old Charlie and throws the account book in his hand.

"I will take all the materials in the warehouse, and I will take half of the grain, and the rest will be put here for the residents of Beite street. Keep the account book and I will have someone check it regularly."

"In addition, the official currency of Beite street is changed to copper and silver coins. The previous chips can still be used, but they are no longer put on the market. In the future, if the villagers exchange their prey for money, you will directly pay them silver and copper coins."

It may be difficult to implement the new currency at the beginning, but Chu Guang will make his own choice imperceptibly through the lever of price.

For the same commodity, it is cheaper to buy it in silver coins, and the survivors will naturally tend to trade in new currencies.

After hearing Chu Guang's instructions, Charlie immediately understood his meaning, nodded and said with understanding.

"I see what you mean."

Chu Guang nodded.

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly remembered that there was another important thing he didn't say. So he looked at Lao Cha, cleared his throat, raised the volume, and continued solemnly.

"Tyranny has been overthrown, and the survivors of Bette Street will usher in a new order."

"From now on, you are the new mayor."

"I will pay you 400 silver coins a month, and your first task is to draft a black and white rule as the plan for the first law on Bette street. In the future, everything here will be done in accordance with the law."

Charlie's expression was a little surprised.

Although I guessed that Chu Guang would probably ask himself to help him clean up the mess here, the salary and law have frankly surprised him.

Does this adult still think that there is salvation in this world?

Although his heart was full of confusion, old Charlie didn't say anything. He just bowed his head respectfully and accepted the appointment gladly.

"At your command, my Lord."

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(brother Meng, please take a half day off to reunite with your family and get materials for the Mid Autumn Festival. Today there is only one watch, but there is still a lot of this watch. You can praise me. I will continue to work hard tomorrow!)