Chapter 171

[full service announcement: the ld-47 rifle value has been adjusted, and now it has been logged into the shelf of the weapon store in the outpost base. Players who previously won the prize please ask boss Xia for equipment. The ld-47s semi-automatic precision shooter will log in tomorrow, please look forward to it.]

I heard there are new weapons in the weapons store.

Players near the outpost came one after another, but most of them dispersed after a while.

The weapon itself is not expensive. A 200 silver coin is only twice as expensive as an iron tube rifle, but the bullet is too expensive.

1 silver coin. A 30 round cartridge clip costs 30 silver. Meng Xins who have just entered the game can't afford it at all.

Moreover, the sickle assault rifle is different from the iron tube rifle. The gearbox structure of the latter is extremely simple. Theoretically, as long as the caliber is matched, it can be used whether rolled bullets or punched bullets. Smokeless gunpowder is not enough, and even black gunpowder can be used.

Looking at the shelves of the store, xiaomengxin sighed one after another.

"Gan! It's too expensive!"

"Hey, you'd better upgrade quickly."

"Indeed, only when the level is high can we take the task with high reward. This kind of automatic weapon is too difficult to afford in the early stage!"

Chu Guang didn't stay at the outpost all the time. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, he took a truck to Changchang farm.

When he arrived at the farm, many small players had returned from Elm district with their prey and were handing over tasks to old Luca.

Recently, the farm has been short of food for a long time, and the income of hunting task is very high.

The basic income of hyenas has increased from 5 silver coins to 8 silver coins, and the snow wolf with more valuable fur has increased from 10 silver coins to 15 silver coins, which is higher than the reindeer passing through the northern suburb of Qingquan city some time ago!

In addition, there is a regional reputation.

Many professional life players who are eager to set up factories and are not too short of money squat directly at the intersection of Yumu District, spend a high price to buy prey from Hunter players, and then take them to the warehouse to hand over tasks, which is equivalent to spending money to buy prestige and contribution.

It's at least ten kilometers from Yumu district to Changchang farm. Those Hunter players can also save round-trip time and focus more on hunting.

As long as the price is appropriate, what about less contribution or regional reputation?

Most combat professional players don't need regional reputation, so it's enough to brush contribution points.

By 12:00 p.m., fifteen mutant snow wolves and 21 mutant hyenas had been hung on the wooden frame at the door of the warehouse.

The former has an average of more than 40 kilograms, while the latter is basically about 30 kilograms. The meat extraction rate is almost 40%, which can add up to nearly 500 kilograms of raw meat.

According to the speed, I'm afraid in two days, the prey in Yumu district will have to be swept away by these players.

Luca at the door of the warehouse is busy at the moment.

Seeing the manager coming, he immediately greeted him and said.

"Sir, we need to hire two butchers to deal with these prey!"

"The announcement was made, but... No one applied," Luca said with an embarrassed expression. "I've raised my hourly salary from 1 silver coin to 2 silver coins, but not many people are interested."

There is a benchmark value for each task and post. For example, the hourly salary of a butcher is 1 silver coin, and then a prey is slaughtered and the money is calculated according to the Commission. When NPC releases a task, it will formulate the task reward according to the benchmark value, and it can be adjusted according to the priority of demand. The authority of old Luca is to double the benchmark value.

However, even so, no one applied

Hearing this, Chu Guang immediately understood what the problem was.

Alpha 0.8 players are mostly in the novice village - that is, the outpost.

The hourly salary of 1 silver coin plus contribution points is still considerable for new players below LV5, but it is a little less for old players who have just experienced a wave of expansion films.

In particular, slaughtering requires a threshold. Not everyone can use the knife freely like the fried egg man. You can shave clean after three times, five times and two.

"It's all right. No player wants to do these jobs. We can find the refugees outside. I'm going to go to the refugee camp later. You can come with me."

Although he had some doubts about the refugees, Luca nodded respectfully when he heard the manager say so.

"Yes, my Lord."

Just as Chu Guang took old Luca and two guards to the east gate, the situation in the refugee camp was not optimistic at the moment.

Looking at the old man curled up in the shack with a sick face and coughing from time to time, Jiuli's face was full of dignified color.

This is the fourth he saw today.

Even if he is not a doctor, he can see that the old man's condition is not very optimistic.

"They are sick, probably typhoid," the thin man standing next to Jiuli warned. "It will be very troublesome if they don't deal with it as soon as possible."

His name is jiuxun. He is Jiuli's brother and his helper.

He was actually called Xun before, but his brother was given a surname by the Lord here. He also changed his name, which is regarded as a conversion to the local culture.

Jiuli fell into silence and said after a long time.

"You can't drive them out of here."

"We have no choice. We have no medicine and no doctors. They can't resist it at all. They are dead anyway." jiuxun tried to persuade him, "we came here after half of our death! Is it just for some old men who are half footed in the coffin?"

"Who did you say was in the coffin?"

The voice of rage came from one side.

A burly man came out of the crowd, grabbed jiuxun's collar and stared at him.

"What do you want to do to my father? I'm right here. I'll see who dares to take him away from here!"

His name is sun Cheng. He is a butcher from a small village of 100 people in the middle of the valley province.

Due to the looting of the marauders, he had to leave his hometown with his compatriots, gave up his burned home, and braved the cold winter to migrate south to find a chance to live.

Like many people here, they joined the team halfway. In order to get here, they, like these people, paid no small casualties.

For the sake of the bowl of hot porridge last night, he surrendered his gun under the persuasion of Jiuli.

Sun Cheng thought it was worth it.

However, just now, when he was collecting firewood outside, he heard that there was a circle of people around his door.

When he guessed that something bad had happened, sun Cheng immediately left his work and rushed over.

Unfortunately, as soon as he got here, he heard what jiuxun said. He was angry and wanted to tear the man in front of him.

Jiuxun was silent and looked at him without expression. He let him carry it, but his right hand had touched the dagger in his pocket.

Seeing the hand, several people immediately stood out from the crowd.

Some stood behind jiuxun and others behind Sun Cheng. The two groups stared at each other.

The atmosphere was tense!

Obviously, jiuxun has more helpers and is almost surrounded by their people.

Knowing that if there was a conflict, sun Chengsong must have suffered a loss on his side. Sun Chengsong opened his hand and grabbed jiuxun's collar and narrowed his eyes to Jiuli next to him.

"I can see. You're going to kill the donkey."

Jiuli stared at him.

"I never said that."

"Never said that?" Sun Cheng smiled coldly. "You know what you said just now, and the people next to you heard it. Do you need me to repeat it?"

Jiuli looked at him calmly and said.

"I apologize for my brother's thoughtless speech. I never said I would give up anyone, nor did I have this plan. Now someone is ill. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, we must separate the sick from the healthy. We came here because of unity, didn't we?"

"Unity? Throwing my father out while I'm away is called unity? You forget who covered you when you crossed the snow! I can see clearly. You can only see yourself!" Sun Cheng raised his chin and stared at him, "Put my words here. My father won't go anywhere. I'll take care of him myself. If you want to take him away, step over my body."

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

When the two sides were deadlocked, a voice of hesitation suddenly came in from the side.

"Your father, this is an infection caused by frostbite. It can be saved if treated in time. I'm afraid I'll have to amputate later."

Jiuli and sun Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man in his early twenties standing out from the crowd.

His head is not high and his body is not strong. His curly hair sticks to his forehead and looks quite vicissitudes.

Jiuli didn't have a deep impression of him. I think he should join them on the way.

"Do you know medicine?"

The young man nodded.

"Understand, although I will mainly... Er, you can understand it as surgery."

Sun Cheng grabbed his shoulder and said excitedly.

"Can you cure my father?"

"Yes." the young man swallowed his saliva and nodded slowly, "but I need you to prepare something for me... Then I have to deal with his inflamed wound first. Can you move him to me? There is no condition for surgery here."

Jiuli glanced at his brother and winked at him.

"I have a stretcher there. Go and get it."

Jiuxun looked reluctant, but he did as his brother said and turned away.

The atmosphere at the scene eased a little.

Seeing that his father was saved, sun Cheng, who had planned to do it before, calmed down now.

After the party was busy, they carried the old man to the place where the young man lived. When they put down the stretcher, Jiuli looked at the young man and asked.

"What's your name?"

"Yin Fang."

"I have no impression of you. When did you join the team?"

"It's been a while, probably in the middle of the valley province, when the snow wasn't so heavy." looking at the frozen, rotten and inflamed wound on the old man's leg, Yan Fang tutted his tongue, "it's a great life to hold on until now... Can you go out? I need a quiet environment."

Jiuli nodded and took his brother out of the shack.

Although sun Cheng couldn't let go of his father, he still followed the doctor's instructions and went out of the shack.

Although there was no more tension, the atmosphere between the two was still not very harmonious.

Jiuli was about to mediate. At this time, an acquaintance from a fellow countryman came to him.

"The manager is looking for you at the door. It seems that he has something to tell you."

Heard that the Lord here was looking for himself, Jiuli nodded immediately.

"I'll be right there."

……

The entrance to the refugee camp.

Jiuli saw the Lord here again.

As yesterday, he was wearing a blue exoskeleton, carrying a war hammer and a rifle with an outrageous barrel on his back.

Jiuli readjusted his evaluation.

Maybe it didn't take a charge at all, or even the people behind him. He alone was enough to send them all away.

At least he has no chance of winning against him.

It was great that there was no misunderstanding last night.

"How was your rest?"

"Thanks to you, sir," said Jiuli Weihan respectfully, "we arranged everyone to ensure that everyone has a place to live. No one froze to death, no one starved to death, and even the most noisy children slept soundly... I'm afraid last night was the most peaceful night we've had in our time."

That sounds comfortable.

Chu Guang is a little aware of the fun of those people on the pioneer.

He smiled faintly. Chu Guang didn't say much and looked around.

"I'm glad you can get used to it. But... The atmosphere here is a little strange."

Jiuli smiled bitterly and said, "there were some conflicts just now... You know, we didn't all come from the same survivor stronghold. Many people joined our team halfway. There will inevitably be friction when there are many people. Please believe me, I can handle it well."

Chu Guang nodded.

He didn't want to worry about the refugees, and it might not be a bad thing for him.

As long as they abide by their own laws and do not turn into bloody conflict.

No more worry, Chu Guang looked at Jiuli and said.

"I need two butchers. A prey just came out. Can anyone here slaughter?"

Jiuli immediately nodded: "yes, sir, we happen to have a butcher here. If you need it, I'll take you to him."

"Well, you lead the way."

Chu Guang followed Jiuli and soon came to a shack.

A burly man stood at the door of the shack and saw Chu Guang coming with Jiuli. A trace of fear instinctively appeared in his eyes and thought he was coming to trouble himself.

However, what he did not expect was that Jiuli, who had previously clashed with him, did not mention what had just happened, as if nothing had happened, and introduced himself to the managers next to him in a pertinent tone.

"... this is the butcher I told you about. His name is sun Cheng. He comes from the middle of the valley province. His father's leg was frostbitten and is being treated in the shed. If you can provide him with a room, I'm sure he will be happy to help you."

Chu Guang's expression was slightly surprised.

"Do you have a doctor?"

Sun Cheng hesitated and said.

"The man who treated his father's frostbite is Yin Fang. We met on the way. I'm not sure if he is a doctor, but only he can do medicine here. We can only give him treatment."

Chu Guang didn't speak, but nodded thoughtfully.

I little interesting.

I'll talk to him later.

Putting aside the doctor's business for the time being, Chu Guang looked at the man named sun Cheng in front of him.

"I have a job here. I need a butcher to help us slaughter the prey. I will pay you two silver coins a day and where to live. Are you interested in this job?"

Sun Cheng was slightly stunned and nodded happily.

"At your service, my Lord."

Chu Guang nodded and looked at Luca.

"I'll leave it to you."

……

At the same time, the north of Changjiu farm looks about a kilometer away.

Several men with guns on their backs are squatting next to a half collapsed low building, holding a single telescope in their hands, overlooking the survivors' stronghold in the south.

The group of refugees they followed camped on the east side of the survivor's stronghold. The situation is bad. It would be easy to deal with the refugees if it was only for a while, but now there are not only the refugees, but also the survivor strongholds that take them in.

This is a little difficult.

"I saw the fence and sentry... Damn it, there are a lot of people there with weapons."

"Show me."

Taking the telescope from his companion, the bearded man closed half his eye and looked at the survivor's stronghold.

After observing for a while, his expression gradually became dignified.

"The wall is at least three meters high, and the soldiers on guard are carrying guns of the same style behind their backs... These people are difficult to deal with."

His name is Eugene. He is a mercenary and occasionally works as a bounty hunter.

Like now.

"What should I do?"

Hearing his companion's inquiry, Eugene thought for a moment and said.

"First negotiate with them. After all, our goal is only one person. If we can avoid conflict, it is naturally the best."

The others nodded and agreed with the idea.

However, what they don't know is that when they secretly stare at the long farm, several players have stared at them not far away.

Edge stroke: "what do those people do?"

Site youth and brick: "I don't know."

Debt big eyes: "refugees? It's not right. Didn't we pay their guns last night?"

Edge stroke: "emmm... Maybe not together?"

Not together?

That is to say

Is it weird?

The three little players looked at each other, and the smile on their face gradually showed bad intentions. Looking at those people again, they seemed to see the walking silver coins and contribution points.

Somehow, Eugene suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Just then, a hound led by a mercenary suddenly barked in one direction.

The mercenary turned back fiercely, turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed over there.

"Who's there!"

Hearing the sound, the three little players quickly hid behind the bunker.

However, almost at the same time, a shuttle of bullets swept the slope in front of them.

"Gan! Why do you drive without even saying hello?"

"Predator! It must be a predator!"

"MMP! Who cares? They move their hands first and fuck him!"

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(in case of typos, remind me. I've looked for flowers twice. If there's anything missing, I'll change it when I wake up this afternoon.)