This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-09-16

  Chapter 121 The feeling of getting rich overnight    It’s a hot topic on the official website forum, starting with "Alpha0 When the ".61 version" became "How much Silver Coin did the cows and horses earn", a sneaky silhouette took advantage of the dusk through the snow-covered street and arrived near the abandoned tire factory.

Looking at the Zhaimen not far away, Wang Biao, with the envelope in his arms, swallowed, and an ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart.

"...Why is this door open?"

Not to mention that the door is open.

That black appearance, it's almost as if burned by fire.

There are no guards on the fence.

The most incredible thing for Wang Biao is that he has walked here, and he hasn't encountered a patrol.

Swallowed again.

Wang Biao patted the snow off his collar, trembling with his hands, pulled out a letter from his arms and held it high above his head. As if surrendering, he walked out from the shadow of the root of the wall and moved towards the Zhaimen.

"I, I came from Beit Street! Deliver the letter for our mayor!"

To be honest, Wang Biao was very reluctant to take this job.

After all, here are some guys who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

If it weren’t for the old Charlie’s repeated emphasis, those robbers would not embarrass him after seeing this letter, and promised him a reward of 5 chips, he said nothing would take this danger Work.

This is simply changing your life for money!

Every step forward, Wang Biao felt his heartbeat stopped for a while.

Finally walked to the door, he just wanted to move his head over, and when he reached into the half-closed door to take a look, two tentacles suddenly shook out from the crack of the door, almost hitting his nose. .

"Fuck!"

Mutated cockroach!

Looking at the cockroach about the size of a wolf dog and poking its head from a crack in the door, Wang Biao, who was already nervous, was so scared that his soul was about to fly.

The letter was thrown aside, he almost reflexively pulled out the stick tied to his waist, and smashed it over.

The mutant cockroaches on the wasteland are not terrifying. As long as they don’t enter the cockroach’s nest and are surrounded by a large group, even the weakest survivor can easily kill a few.

Two stick headshots!   Juice splashes!

Watching the cockroach falling on the ground and turning his belly, Wang Biao knelt down nervously, picking up the letter that fell to the ground in a panic, for fear of being wet by the snow.

Then, he shouted at the door.

"Yes, anyone?"

There is no response.

Wang Biao moved through the scorched gate cautiously, enduring the anxiety and fear in his heart.

Sure enough, there was no one in the stockade.

The robbers who should have been stationed here seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

Only the remains of the broken limbs inserted on the stakes and the blood stains on the walls, showing the traces of their existence.

"Damn..."

These robbers will not be eaten by cockroaches, right? !   Part of Wang Biao's heart is shock, but more of it is joy.

None of the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City did not hate the robbers who feared the bloodhand clan.

I dare not stay here for another second.

Confirming that there is no one inside, Wang Biao ran away.

After running all the way with the wind and snow on his back, he finally hurried back to Beit Street a few kilometers away before it was completely dark. In front of Charlie.

Seeing the letter that Wang Biao held in his fist, Old Charlie frowned.

Before he could ask, Wang Biao, who was out of breath, took a deep breath and said excitedly.

"Blood hands! Those robbers from the tire factory! No more!"

"What did you say?!"

Charlie was surprised, subconsciously looking around After a glance, seeing that there was no one around, he immediately drew the stupid big fellow into the room.

Closing the door curtain, Charlie stared at him and asked, "You speak clearly, what does it mean to be gone?"

"The stockade! The whole stockade is empty! Alone! No!" Wang Biao's face was surprised and joyful, and he gasped and said, "I went in and took a look, there was no one at all... Those robbers seem to have disappeared!"

After listening to Wang Biao's narration, the expression on Charlie's face was somewhat intriguing.

People don’t live by themselves.

The Bloodhand clan also moved suddenly without reason.

But this way, it makes sense.

Charlie pondered for a moment.

Counting out 5 dirty chips from the drawer, he squeezed it upside down in his hand, suddenly as if making a decision, gently placed the chips on the table.

"Leave the letter from the mayor here, as if you have delivered it. These chips are the rewards the adults promised to give you, please keep it."

"Thank you Old Steward!"

Putting down the letter in his hand, Wang Biao didn't think much about it, and grabbed the chips on the table with joy.

5 chips! A   lot of good things can be exchanged!

Charlie glanced at him, silently folded the letter on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, and said at a moderate pace.

"Don't say anything about the Bloodhand Clan, you know what I mean."

Upon hearing this, Wang Biao was taken aback and asked cautiously.

"...Well, old Steward, I'm a bit stupid, can you make it clear?"

He didn't understand why old Steward's expression was so serious.

Robber is gone...

Isn’t it a happy event?

He can't wait to take this good news home and share it with his family.

But then again, why did Lord Mayor write to Robber?   He hadn't thought about this issue before, and now he became a little curious about what was written in that letter.

Looking at this stupid big fellow, Charlie sighed and explained patiently.

"I want you to be more strict with your mouth."

"You have already received payment for sending the letter. If you let the mayor know that the bloodhand clan members are gone, and This letter was actually not delivered. Do you know what the consequences will be."

Does this thing need to be emphasized?

He also served.

This time I finally understood. Wang Biao, who came back to his senses, trembled in his heart, but he was nodded.

"Yes! You are talking about the bloodhand clan, I promise not to say a word! But, but... what if the mayor finds out by himself?"

When he first got the chips, he was still very excited. Now that I think about it carefully, the chips are a bit hot.

As old Steward said.

He did not deliver the letter at all.

If you let the Lord Mayor know that you fooled him, you would definitely peel off your skin and fall at the door to feed the mice.

"Anything can happen in winter," Old Charlie said casually, "You just do what I say, nothing will happen."

Although there is a belly in my heart. Confused, but Wang Biao still stiffly nodded.

"Okay... I will listen to you!"

Not out of trust in the old steward, but not wanting to return the chips in the hand.

Only then, the happy event that the Bloodhand clan has disappeared can only be held in my stomach temporarily.

"Just remember, there is nothing to do with you here, let's go on." Old Charlie waved his hand, indicating that he can go.

Wang Biao walked to the door with the chips, just about to open the curtain to go out, suddenly remembered something, hesitated to stop.

Old Charlie glanced at him.

"What else do you have?"

Wang Biao laughed, whispered.

"Well, Yu Family's thing..."

"Get off."

Cursed by unfathomable mystery, although Wang Biao is a foggy Water, but didn't dare to talk back, and didn't dare to let a fart slip away.

Old Charlie sat foul-mouthed in the chair, reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows.

To be honest, he is old. Seeing that the world has become like this, he has nothing to pursue in his life, not to mention the "high position and great wealth" he pursued in the past. He just wants to spend the second half of his life safely and steadily in the world after the collapse of this utopia.

But now this situation is beyond his control.

Pulling out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer, Old Charlie conceived it for a while, picked up the pen, and wrote on it.

"I hope my judgment is correct."

Although he has not been right several times in his life......

......

Late at night.

As the last batch of supplies arrived at the warehouse of the outpost, Chu Guang finally rushed to count the windfall that the squad had unearthed for him before ten o'clock in the evening.

First of all, in terms of metal materials, the most stocked in that shelter is the steel ingots marked with various models, which add up to 2200kg.

The surface of these steel ingots is coated with a gel-like anti-oxidation coating, which physically isolates the intrusion of oxygen and moisture, so even after two centuries, they are still well preserved.

Apart from this, there are 1000kg aluminum ingots, 1000kg lead ingots, 1000kg copper ingots, 500kg chromium, tungsten ingots, etc., as well as 5kg gold and 10kg silver.

These amounts are almost twice the amount of metal consumables bought from merchants in Honghe Town!   And not only metal consumables, some non-metallic materials surprise Chu Guang.

This among which is included 200kg of glass fiber, 200kg of graphite, 200kg of oxidation-resistant synthetic rubber, 20 bottles of hydraulic oil per liter, 30 bottles of 300ml lubricants, and 50 bottles of special-component adhesives. And a small amount of other consumables.

Of course, what surprised Chu Guang most was the tool table.

If Xia Yan's own DIY tool station can barely be regarded as Dark Iron Rank, then this tool station is at least platinum level.

Even barely able to get to the diamond!    Don’t say anything else, just two hundred years of non-oxidized or deformed knives and various components, as well as the brand-new guide rails and replaceable modules that are just like the factory, are enough to prove how awesome this thing is. Forced.

On the entire workbench, there is no trace of rust to be found.

At least it looks like this on the outside.

"...The motor can't start, it's probably a circuit problem, maybe some of the parts inside are aging. But the problem is not big, it should work after a repair."

Weapon Inside the store.

After studying around this brand new workbench for a long time, Xia Yan reached out and closed the electrical box on the side of the workbench, looking towards Chu Guang standing aside, and asked curiously.

"Where did you get this good thing?"

There was a bright and sunny smile on Chu Guang's face.

"It doesn't matter where I got it from, the important thing is that I have a group of hardworking and brave little players. With them, I can always get something good."

This With a slightly ostentatious tone, Xia Yan couldn't help but lower his head and continued to ponder the device in front of him.

This is not because of how hard she is.

It was purely a small gesture that I didn't want to roll my eyes, and was seen by my dear Boss.

"If the workbench can be repaired, the bullet production speed is estimated to be a lot faster. And the functions of this workbench are quite complete, in addition to cutting tools, there are even stamping modules and drill bits... What material is this drill bit? How does it feel harder than diamond stone? Well, with this thing, it is not a big problem to process a few seamless steel pipes."

Hear the word seamless steel pipe, Chu Guang moved in his heart and asked immediately.

"That means you can make guns?"

He doesn't understand something too professional, but he has heard players say that the main reason for making guns at No. 81 Steel Plant The reason is that there is no way to get seamless steel pipes.

If you can get this thing out, at least half of the problem will be solved.

Upon hearing Chu Guang’s question, Xia Yan replied as it should be by rights.

"Although it is not as simple as you think, it is not too difficult if you have tools. Let's put it this way, as long as the steel ingot is high-temperature molded into a steel rod, you can get the barrel blank, and then drill Hole, rifling, a barrel is almost done."

"The more difficult part is the drilling and rifling at the back. As for the first half... if there are ready-made materials available, make a barrel. The roughness is not very difficult. I feel that your steel plant should be able to handle it."

Chu Guang glanced at Xia Yan unexpectedly.

It seems that this guy is still somewhat capable.

It’s just plain lazy.

"I will find someone to find a solution for the barrel blank. Where are the receiver parts? Can you make it."

"That's easy, wait for me to fix the workbench. I'll show you my hand, it will only take two days...If it goes well," Xia Yan couldn't help but yawned, looking towards Chu Guang, and suggested, "Look at the black lights...and it's not magic. Cultivator. Can I go back first? I have to get up early tomorrow."

"You go back first."

"What about you? Don't you go back?"

Chu Guang glanced at the time on the VM and replied casually.

"I still have something to do. I should be able to finish it before 12 o'clock in the morning."

"Twelve o'clock? All right, then I won't wait for you."

Turning off the lantern on the table, Xia Yan closed the door of the weapon shop, holding a cane in her elbow, and moved towards the nursing home.

Chu Guang did not stay here, but returned to the warehouse, watching old Luca and the two warehouse stewards, sorting the materials into the warehouse.

This batch of supplies is enough for the outpost to digest for a while.

Even if his life professional players can spoil them and let them spoil the spring of the coming year, the problem shouldn't be too big!    The materials to be counted have also been counted. This windfall has also made Chu Guang a complete refreshment. Next, it's time to refresh his little players.

"The benefits of the copy...I think about it."

Considering purely from the value, these resources are worth at least 2000 Silver Coin or more. However, from the perspective of game balance, higher than 1000 Silver Coin will affect the balance.

It only took 4 days for Niuma squad to discover the entire copy of Raiders. If the total income is 1000 Silver Coin, it means that their daily average income per person is 62.5 Silver Coin.

Emmm...

Well, it's not too far off.

Equipment wastage, ammunition and supplies consumed... These are all costly, and there seems to be a passerby in their team halfway through.

So it's actually five people?

After five minutes of entanglement between the two issues of actual value and balance, Chu Guang finally came up with a reasonable number-1500 Silver Coins!   As for how they divide the money internally.

Chu Guang really doesn't bother to worry about it.

Let them go.

These Silver Coins are enough for them to be happy for a long time.

(End of this chapter)