Cattle and Horse Club.
Quit smoking: "Have you seen the updated content on the official website! The background stories of the three major forces have all been made up!"
Fang Chang: “I’ve seen it a long time ago, and the group has been discussing it.”
④ Who knows? "Aguang said, I just created a folder. If you are so excited, you will look stupid."
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "It is said that there are three major global map forces before the closed beta. The map of the regional force 'Boulder City' has not been opened. It is reasonable to suspect that the seven heavenly kings will be released after the open beta."
④ Who knows? "Aguang said that this is not a heavy snowfall to close the city. I hope you don't appreciate it. I was so anxious that I deleted the newly created folder. (Squint)"
Ye Shi: "Then there are actually eight of the seven heavenly kings? (Funny)"
There are really mosquitoes in WC: "It's too small, the layout is too small, just wait for the administrator of version 8.0 to burn down the shelter, why don't you use two expansion packs to wash it back?"
ˆBang Feng: “It is forbidden to play old jokes.”
Lao Bai: "Speaking of which, an NPC from the academy faction was suddenly added to the shelter this time. Are you planning to open up the function of implanting prosthetics?"
Fang Chang: "It's hard to say. I just checked online and found that the newly added NPC does not have the function of selling prosthetic implants. No matter what you say to him, it will only trigger a dialogue asking you if you want surgery."
Ye Shi: "+1, I just tried it. If it annoys him, I will ask you if you want to take a look at his brain. As expected, the little fish is the cutest. (Funny)"
WC is really a mosquito: "Why Xiaoyu? Don't you think the boss lady's stammering curses are cute?"
Blast: “I didn’t expect that a small game group could gather two types of metamorphosis at the same time.”
Fang Chang: "In short, although the NPC that can perform surgical operations has been updated, Kuangfeng still has to pay attention to the fact that the surgical fee for reinstalling the implanted prosthetic body is 50 silver coins. And this is the repair of the mechanical prosthetic body if it is not damaged.
Additional charges are required.”
Ye Shi: “Do you think Brother Guang will arrange a plot kill to test whether there is a bug in the reinstallation function of the implanted prosthetic body? (Funny)”
Lao Bai: "Huh? Your angle is quite novel... That's right, or maybe Guangfeng suddenly lost an arm for nothing."
˜Fengfeng: “Fuck, don’t do this! (horrified)”
Fang Chang: "Ahem, okay, okay, don't scare Brother Feng so much that he dares not go out."
Quit smoking: “Hahahaha!”
…
Shelter B2 floor.
Yin Fang was sitting in the cafeteria eating.
Today’s food is fried rice with shredded corn and pork. It tastes very delicious. It is probably the most delicious food he has eaten in the past six months.
The only drawback is that there is a circle of people around him.
These people looked at him curiously like monkeys in an ecological park, as if doing so would do them any good.
Thinking that the administrator told him not to pay attention to them and it would be fine in two days, Yin Fang didn't take it to heart. He just thought that these natives who had never seen the world had heard of the college for the first time.
After finishing his meal quickly, he sent the plate to the food collection truck, where there was an automatic cleaner that would remove food residue and oil stains, and use ultraviolet rays for sterilization.
Yin Fang thought he had nothing to do, so he turned a corner and went to the shower room in the public area.
The showers here are gender-segregated, and you have to pay to use them. Chu Guang gave him a daily living allowance of 10 silver coins, which was enough for him to live a normal life in the shelter.
However, something that he couldn't bear soon happened. Not only did these stalkers want to see him eat, they actually wanted to see him take a shower!
Look at a ghost!
Haven’t you yourself?
“That’s enough, if I see you following me again, I will remember every face and promise to attach this face to my butt the next time I go under the knife! I swear I can do it!”
This is the sentence Chu Guang taught him.
It is said to be used for self-defense.
If someone continues to stalk and harass him, just say this sentence and they will disperse immediately. However, try not to use it too frequently. It is best to use it only once a day, otherwise it will not work if you use it too much.
Yin Fang estimated that this sentence was probably some kind of unpleasant curse, but the syllables were really long enough. If he hadn't had a good memory, he might not have been able to remember it.
However, what Yin Fang didn't know was that after those players left, they went to the forum to arrange for him.
“This new NPC is awesome! He can put his head on his butt!”
“Holy shit, how much hatred is there?”
“According to my statistics, this conversation will be triggered after 31 minutes and 71 seconds of tracking.”
“What is it like to have a head on your butt?”
“Emm…do you want to try it?”
Shelter B1 floor.
Now the number of players has reached 500, and people are always coming in and out of the hall. In order to prevent players from secretly playing on their computers, Chu Guang moved everything to the empty room next door.
After asking a carpenter to order a set of simple solid wood furniture, he transformed it into his "manager's office".
After all, NPCs also need a little privacy.
Chu Guang felt uncomfortable as he was always being looked at by the players.
"I'm really fed up! Don't your residents have anything else to do? No matter what I do, they follow me, and then they look at me and point, without any courtesy at all!" walked into the management
In the reporter's office, Yin Fang complained to Chu Guang with a broken face.
“Don’t get excited, this is their way of showing enthusiasm. It will be ready in two days... Do you want a glass of milk?” Chu Guang’s index finger gently touched the electric kettle on the corner of the table, which contained hot milk.
“Thank you, please give me a cup... By the way, do you have capsule coffee here? Or freeze-dried coffee, I’m not very picky.”
“No,” Chu Guang picked up a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of milk, and handed it to his hand. “The conditions here are a bit difficult. We are in the early stages of starting a business. Please understand.”
Taking a cup of hot milk from Chu Guang's hand, Yin Fang held the cup in his hand and after taking a sip, he felt a little better.
Actually, life here is quite good, at least much better than the days he spent on the escape road.
Once he accepted this setting, he found that moving in was actually not as bad as he thought.
There are almost all advantages here, but there are too few people who can speak.
“It’s unbelievable. Your shelter number is three digits, so you shouldn’t be so short of funds.”
“What does this have to do with the number?” Chu Guang asked casually.
Yin Fang nodded and said.
"Of course there is one thing. Generally speaking, shelters with single-digit numbers usually have higher funding than shelters with two-digit numbers, and shelters with two-digit numbers are more expensive than shelters with three-digit numbers. As for four-digit and five-digit shelters,
Shelters with several digits, as well as private shelters that have not received numbers, usually have very poor funding, and some do not even achieve full circulation, but only half circulation."
As a D-class prospector, he knows this very well.
Those priceless goodies are usually unearthed in shelters with three-digit and two-digit numbers. For those four-digit or five-digit shelters, you can usually find some remaining resources.
It's already pretty good. Most of the supplies were consumed by the survivors living there decades ago.
Chu Guang, who was staring at the computer screen, raised his head.
“Hearing what you said, I started to wonder what happened at the end of the Age of Prosperity.”
The numbers have all been arranged to five digits, not counting those who have not received numbers.
How many shelters did the People’s League build in the last few years?
With emotion in his heart, Chu Guang skillfully operated the mouse and dropped several nuclear bombs that he had built for several rounds at the home of his neighbor, Mr. Gan.
mistakes.
Of course, the main reason is to collect materials.
Hearing Chu Guang's words, Yin Fang showed a helpless expression on his face.
“This is also something we have been investigating. The war seemed to happen suddenly without any warning.”
Chu Guang: "Are there no people who survived that era?"
Yin Fang: "Yes, and quite a few. In the academy, there are even old popsicles who have been frozen and dormant from that era to now, but they can't tell what happened. They just keep asking us when we can go home... We
It is speculated that some information has been controlled, or the People's Federation itself did not expect that the war would really break out, otherwise the number of shelters would probably be even higher."
Chu Guang gave him a strange look: "This sounds contradictory. Even if information is controlled, no one is confused about these nearly 10,000 shelters?"
Yin Fang made a helpless expression.
"You have to understand it in the context of the times. After entering the era of prosperity, this planet has not had a war for a long time. The crises we envisage include unexpected sunspot activity, the impact of lunar development on tidal effects, and the overexpansion of urban areas.
The ecological crisis, and even the third kind of contact with extraterrestrial civilization... But I have never thought that one day in the future, we will do the stupid things again that we have not done for a long time."
After a pause, he continued.
"In addition, there is a limit to the information that the human brain can process every day. When you are in an era of information explosion, there are millions or even hundreds of millions of things that are more worthy of attention than this. It feels like...
…”
“In a cocoon?”
"Yes, that's the feeling. It seems you understand it quite well." Yin Fang glanced at Chu Guang unexpectedly, "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask...what type of shelter does your shelter belong to? Cryosleep? Or community?
type."
Chu Guang’s eyes were a little erratic and he answered ambiguously.
“I think it’s probably not the case. It’s best if you don’t delve too deeply into this issue.”
Seeing that Chu Guang was not going to discuss this issue with him, Yin Fang helplessly shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay... then you continue to work, I'll go back to the room to rest."
Turning his attention back to the materials, Chu Guang made a perfunctory remark.
“Go and hold the door for me.”
Yin Fang prolonged his tone and imitated the tone of others here.
》
“Dear manager.”
…
The next morning.
Chuanjiu Farm.
Old Luca came to the refugee camp early in the morning, found Jiuli, the person in charge here, looked at him and said.
“We need 30 young and middle-aged laborers who can work. We will pay them a salary of 2 silver coins per day and three meals a day.”
Although there is food in the refugee camp, the gruel is only enough to make people starve to death and will not allow them to eat well.
Yesterday the people at the farm hired a butcher from them. It is said that not only did they live in a heated house, but they also provided him with meat every meal.
They are willing to do this kind of magical life even if there is no salary, let alone two silver coins.
Jiu Li didn’t think much and immediately nodded and agreed.
However, out of responsibility for those who trusted him, he still asked one more question.
“No problem, what kind of job is it? Are there any specific requirements?”
Old Luca said.
"There are no requirements, as long as you have the strength and can do heavy work. Our adults plan to build a cement factory in the south to produce cement for building houses and building roads. In addition, we also need some manpower to clean up the land from Changjiang Farm to
We will remove obstacles along the way to the wetland park and transport the recyclable items to designated locations for processing. I will arrange the specific work for them, so you don’t need to worry about this.”
Hearing that it was not a dangerous job, Jiuli breathed a sigh of relief and said.
“Give me ten minutes and I will find the person you want.”
Old Luca nodded and said.
"Well, when everyone is here, just take them to the east gate to gather. I will wait for you there."
After receiving the mission, Jiuli did not delay, and quickly found his younger brother Jiuxun, and asked him to select thirty young adults from the camp who could do heavy work, and took them to gather at the east gate.
When Jiuxun and his people arrived at the east gate, there were already about twenty people gathered there.
When I saw those people, many of the refugees including Jiuxun, they had expressions of anger and fear on their faces.
“A member of the legion.”
"real or fake……"
“It’s absolutely unmistakable. Look at their noses...those in the legion have a bulge in the middle of their noses. These people are at least ten captains.”
“These guys!”
As for the prisoners of war of those legions, they felt baffled by their hostile and fearful attitude towards the refugees, and they all had confused expressions on their faces.
They can be sure that they are meeting these people for the first time.
How does it feel like you are killing your father?
Noticing the commotion among the refugees, Wrench walked in front of everyone and raised his voice.
"On our territory, as long as you work, you will be respected, no matter whether he is a free man or a prisoner of war. No matter what hatred you have before, you must abide by our rules and violate our laws here, no matter he is a free man or a prisoner of war."
We will never tolerate anyone."
The refugees remained silent.
They have already seen that these twenty or so legion captains are all prisoners of the manager.
They were able to capture more than twenty legionary captains... at least they had to annihilate at least two hundred-man troops, or even a thousand-man team.
Moreover, this kind of annihilation must be an overwhelming victory, completely destroying the opponent's will to fight and causing the opponent to drop their weapons and give up resistance.
If it is an evenly matched battle, the people in the legion will not give in so easily.
The survivors here may be stronger than they imagined!
Jiu Xun, who was standing in front of the labor team, was just glad that no conflict broke out between the two parties that night.
Even the legions were defeated by these people.
He couldn't even imagine that his side had the slightest chance of winning, or that there was any reason why he might win...
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(The next chapter will be finished before eleven o'clock!)
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