Looking at the guns and ammunition being loaded into the caravan and being transported out, Old Walter, who was guarding the prisoners, clicked his tongue, with mixed feelings in his heart.
“If the guy had fired the gun earlier, he might not have lost.”
The survivors of Beit Street had never touched a gun because the mayor they respected had no intention of letting them afford one.
As for the reason, he can think of it clearly.
Compared to the plunderers who can be appeased with money, the hungry scavengers under his feet are what he is really afraid of.
Old Charlie, who had just returned from comforting the survivors, happened to hear this sentence, smiled lightly, and replied casually.
“The result is the same.”
"Why?"
"Do you have faith?"
Old Walter was stunned.
"Belief?"
Charlie glanced at the blue coats who were energetic and sticking to their posts, and said meaningfully.
"they have."
The reason why this world turned into a wasteland was never because of a terrible weapon, but the despair of witnessing the collapse of heaven.
Before he was sold here, he had seen a rich man plowing his fields with a bionic robot, a war madman who installed a nuclear fusion engine on an airship, and a man who installed eight modified prosthetics to transform himself into an octopus.
of madman.
Many of his compatriots who came out of the same shelter with him were apparently good people before the door opened, but they went crazy not long after they came out.
There are still many people who choose to commit suicide because they cannot accept the cruel reality.
These blue coats, however, seem to be completely the other extreme.
how to say……
They seem a little optimistic, which is unusual?
Old Charlie couldn't think of how to describe their state.
But one thing is certain, if even the despair of the collapse of heaven cannot destroy them, then they must have some kind of strong belief in their hearts to support them.
Didn't notice what old Charlie was thinking. The two young players standing guard at the door were passing the time with nonsense.
“I have the following six views on the situation in Afghanistan...”
“You are right, but the permanent population of the Vatican is 800 people, and there are 47 million kangaroos in Australia alone. If kangaroos decide to invade the Vatican, then each Vatican will have to kill 58,750 kangaroos.”
“It seems that the old man is looking at us?”
“Are there any tasks you plan to do for us?”
“No, there’s no exclamation point on the map, and he’s not wearing a VM.”
“Forget it, let’s leave that old guy alone... By the way, where did I just say it?”
…
The generator that supplies power to the castle is located on the first floor. It is the same one that Chu Guang bought from Liszt before. It is a combination of wood vaporizer + gas generator.
However, the power of this wood generator is much greater than the one Chu Guang bought before. The four feed inlets are connected to four huge cylinders, and the maximum output power can actually reach 150KW!
Putting a generator in this castle is a waste.
Chu Guang planned to take it back.
At present, the "grid" power of the outpost is only 10KW, which is already very tight to power an active material extractor.
With 150KW, it can do a lot of things!
However, Chu Guang still had to use it before moving it back.
Players skillfully stuffed the firewood into the feed port and turned on the switch. As the generator started working again, the lighting in the castle was restored.
Ch Guang, carrying a sledgehammer on his back, stepped into the castle and took the elevator directly to the top floor.
According to player reports, this is the old mayor’s study.
Chu Guang asked them not to look through the things here, and they would wait until he came to talk about everything.
These players obeyed the instructions very obediently, except that except for the study room, only the walls of the place were not gnawed down by them.
The elevator stops.
Looking at the fireplace directly opposite and the firewood neatly stacked in triangular piles in the fireplace, Chu Guang couldn't help but click his tongue.
“It’s so corrupt.”
Even the corridors are heated!
Does this old leech never wear clothes at home?
That picture was a bit jarring, so Chu Guang decided it would be better not to think about it.
Passing through the carpeted corridor, Chu Guang went straight to the study room marked by him with a special mark on the VM map.
This is more like a collection room than a study room.
In addition to some novels, poetry collections, and cooking recipes from the pre-war era, the bookshelves also display some strange knick-knacks and ornaments.
Chu Guang reached out and took out a small brass-colored pistol from the bookshelf. He held it in his hand and examined it for a while, then pointed it at the wall and pulled the trigger, only to see a small flame coming out of the muzzle.
"lighter?"
In addition to the lighter that looks like a pistol, there is also a Beetle clock made of golden springs and gears, which looks valuable.
Chu Guang even found a few gold bars in a rusty iron box.
It seems that gold is not a rare thing in this area of Qingquan City, at least not as valuable as those colorful chips.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be the one that was thrown here.
“Tsk, this iron rooster.”
“I really don’t have a single chip left!”
Admired his trophies for a while.
Chu Guang put these flashy things aside for the time being, and his eyes fell on the radio on the desk.
Stepping forward, he stretched out his hand and pressed the switch.
After a brief pause, melodious and soothing music and noisy electric sounds soon floated out from the old speaker.
Chu Guang was surprised.
“There’s actually a signal?”
Is it from Boulder City?
Or other survivor settlements...
Chu Guangzheng was planning to tune in to see if there were other channels.
However, just when his hand touched the black knob, the melodious and soothing music stopped abruptly and was replaced by a glib host.
"... A piece of news is inserted below. To our north, that is, in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, a fight involving hundreds of people took place. A group of refugees suspected of coming from the north, armed with rifles made of water pipes, attacked the local survivor settlement.
, the most advanced weapon is a funny smoothbore cannon?”
"Tsk, tsk, it's so cruel. We saw those refugees blowing open the doors of local people's houses with black powder and smashing their heads with gun butts. They hung the men on the city gate and tied the women with ropes.
Old women ranging from one to fifty years old were all dragged into dark alleys... Tsk, tsk, tsk, these beasts are really so barbaric."
Chu Guang: “……?”
Is this host on drugs?
How come these are stupid words?
The window of the study room faces the Fifth Ring Road in the north of Qingquan City.
Chu Guang looked out the window and could only vaguely see rows of jagged, crooked ruins of high-rise buildings and the remains of viaducts.
The urban areas farther away are either blocked or have their outlines blurred by winter fog.
“…can you actually see this place from Boulder City?”
Or should we say that they set up an observation station along the Fifth Ring Road or on a high-rise building? They used large telescopes to observe in secret?
Chu Guang’s eyebrows raised slightly.
interesting.
The sound on the radio continues to play.
After arranging the barbaric deeds of the northern refugees, the host on the radio changed the subject and inserted an advertisement into the news.
"The continued unrest in the northern part of the River 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 to you our latest product-Salamander Assault Rifle
, dragon fruit grenade launcher and Crowbar brand bread served in the canteen of Workshop 1.”
“If even that can’t keep your neighbors calm, we also offer a range of military outsourcing services including persuasion and mediation.”
“As long as you have enough chips in your pocket, the mercenaries of Boulder City will never let you down!”
…
【Mission: Liberate Beit Street (Completed)】
[Explanation: The flag of Vault 404 was flying on the castle on Beit Street. Our enemies fled, threw down their weapons and surrendered. Although the whereabouts of the old leech are unknown, it does not matter. The people of Beit Street will thank us, they
Will embrace a better tomorrow.】
【Reward: 50 silver coins, 100 contribution points, a chance to draw a lottery, a bottle of 330 ml wine, and Xiaoyu's thanks.】
At noon.
Almost at the same time, the reminder that the mission was completed was received. The players standing in front of the castle had expressions of surprise on their faces.
“Eh?! Am I blinded? What are the lottery chances?”
“Hey guys, we haven’t even started the closed beta yet, but we’ve already built the lottery function!”
“Blind guess that the next function is to draw cards!”
“Operator: Testing the money-making system is also part of the closed beta test. If you don’t feel comfortable, don’t play it. It’s ridiculous to do it manually.”
“I smoke! Hey, a brass pistol lighter actually exploded?!”
“Damn it, I’m coming too...Gan! Why the hell did I smoke a potato!”
“Hahahahahaha, the Africans are really impressed!”
certainly.
Not everyone is busy drawing prizes.
For example, a girl with short hair.
“Thank you from the little fish! Woohoo, how can the little fish thank the tail? Will the tail give me a hug? Can I pick it up and take a bite?”
Si Si, who was standing aside, sighed and poked Tai's arm with the butt of his gun.
“Don’t blame me for not warning you, you will be kicked off the line if you are too perverted.”
The lottery function was developed by Chu Guang last night by Xiao Qi. I never found a chance to use it, so I edited it first and tried it in the task rewards.
So far, the feedback from players seems to be pretty good?
Although the prizes in the prize pool are all gadgets that do not affect the balance of the game, occasionally one or two European emperors’ excited shouts can always push the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.
What surprised Chu Guang was that judging from the reactions of players, the generally recognized SSSR was not an iron tube rifle priced at 150 silver coins, but rather a useless "brass pistol".
The brass-colored appearance looks very "golden legend", and the cool shape is even more popular.
The only drawback is that you can't fire a gun, you can only light a cigarette. After all, this thing is a lighter.
But, that’s not important!
Anyone who has played "The Division" knows that weapons with names may not be more useful than orange equipment with popular names, but people will still keep them as collectibles and use them to pretend to be a big brother on the forum to trick newbies.
The same goes for "Wasteland OL".
"Legendary" weapons do not provide any damage bonus to bullets. Whether it is a submachine gun or a bear's shotgun, except for having a unique story, it is no better than the iron tube rifles bought from Boulder City.
.
Of course, it doesn’t mean that Old Leech’s lighter is completely useless. After all, players in the outpost mainly rely on matches to light fires.
This kind of lighter with piezoelectric ceramics is relatively "high-tech".
Brother Mosquito, who had picked out a potato, shouted angrily in the square.
“Bad review! 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 blindly!
There are no G group rules this time, you must be dumbfounded.
【Maka Bazi】had a playful smile when he drew the lighter, and wished he could wear the VM around his neck to show off.
“Do you want 1,000 silver coins? This is just a chance.”
“Gan! A lighter is sold for 1,000! You are robbing money!”
Who the hell can come up with four digits!
Brother Ba raised his eyebrows proudly.
He had no intention of selling it at all, so the price was of course false.
“1,000 silver once, 1,000 silver twice... Is there anyone who raises a placard? No? Very good, now it’s 1,500.”
Mosquito: “%￥#@!”
After the task is completed, the rewarded silver coins and contribution points will be credited immediately.
As for the prizes drawn and the wine rewarded by the mission, you need to wait until you return to the outpost and collect them from the NPC's warehouse.
It is better to save the drinking for the victory dinner.
If the wine was distributed to the players now, Chu Guang was really worried that these little fools would drink it on the spot and lose their connection, and would have to arrange for someone to carry it back to them.
That's just causing trouble for yourself.
In addition to the rewards that everyone can receive, there are also some players who perform additional tasks who will receive additional rewards. These rewards are mainly composed of silver coins and copper coins, which will not affect the balance and will not disqualify those who have not received the rewards.
Players who arrive suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.
In fact, Chu Guang has recently been considering developing an additional military merit system in addition to the contribution system, and producing some electronic medals and military ranks to further separate the growth paths of life professional players and combat professional players.
It’s just that other problems will arise.
Sure enough, we should wait until there are more people in the future and players need to go outside to expand territories, and then consider enriching this part of the gameplay.
At the gate of the castle.
Chu Guang found old Charlie and asked him to make a simple statistics on the supplies on Beit Street.
Old Charlie was very familiar with this work. He quickly found the account book left in the warehouse and took Chu Guang to the granary to check it.
"The granary on Beit Street has a total of 8,000 kilograms of potato chips, 12,000 kilograms of green wheat, 5,000 kilograms of cabbage, 800 kilograms of dried meat, 30 kilograms of coarse salt, and two sacks of pepper and Sichuan peppercorns... All supplies are counted here
In the account book, every withdrawal of materials is recorded, please take a look."
Speaking, Old Charlie respectfully handed the crumpled account book to Chu Guang's hands.
After Chu Guang took the account book, he glanced at it roughly.
What surprised him was that in addition to the grain reserves, there were actually two 500g bags of refined salt and 20 kilograms of white sugar in the warehouse.
Even soy sauce and vinegar are available!
This old leech's food is quite good.
“Where are the reserves of supplies other than food and ordnance?”
Old Charlie replied respectfully.
"The warehouse stores mainly furs for trading, which can be found at the back of this ledger. But after Liszt's caravan came last time, people from the Bloody Hand clan came here again to extort money. The warehouse
There’s not much left in it.”
“In addition, over at the grocery store, there are 173 chips and a hyena cub fur. Although they are not in the ledger, I have packed them for you and they are on the table at the door of the warehouse.”
Chu Guang nodded.
173 chips, which is quite a lot of money.
As for the furs that Old Leech gave to Bloody Hand, they are currently in his warehouse. Some of them seem to have been bought by Teng Teng to make clothes, and many players are wearing them.
Just when he was about to let Old Charlie take him around the warehouse, a gray-faced young player came over from the direction of the castle.
“Mr. Manager!”
Looking at the midnight chicken killer who came back alone, Chu Guang probably guessed the outcome, but still looked at him and asked.
"How is it going?"
He killed the chicken at midnight and said with a look of shame.
"...When we went down, there was an explosion in the passage, and then the sewage reached the soles of our shoes. We continued to move forward, and soon encountered several frightened rats and mutated cockroaches... We solved them
After them, we used shovels to try to clear away the collapsed rubble, but the wooden beams of the passage were broken. While we were digging, the front collapsed, so we had no choice but to withdraw."
Sewage?
It seems that the underground passage of this wine cellar should be connected to the sewer of Qingquan City. When the old leech used the explosive, he probably exploded the water pipe buried nearby.
After hearing the report on the midnight chicken killing, Chu Guang did not blame him, but just nodded.
“I understand, you have done a good job, there is no need to blame yourself.”
Forget it if you can’t find it.
The survivors of Beit Street already know the old leech's crimes, and whether he is dead or not, the people here will never let him come back.
After speaking, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and slid it on the VM screen, clicking "Confirm Complete" on the little player's task.
Watching [Midnight Killing Chicken] leave with a happy expression, Chu Guang then looked at old Charlie and threw the account book in his hand.
“I will take away all the supplies in the warehouse. As for the food, I will take away half of it. The rest will be temporarily placed here for the residents of Beit Street to purchase. Keep the ledger and I will have someone check it regularly.”
“In addition, the official currency of Beit Street has been changed to copper coins and silver coins. The previous chips can still be used, but they are no longer actively put on the market. In the future, if a villager preys on you in exchange for money, you will pay him directly silver coins and copper coins.”
It may be difficult to implement a new currency at the beginning, but Chu Guang will use the lever of price to make his own choice in a subtle way.
The same product is cheaper to buy with silver coins, so survivors will naturally tend to use the new currency for transactions.
After hearing Chu Guang’s instructions, Charlie immediately understood what he meant, nodded understandingly and said.
“I understand what you mean.”
Chu Guang nodded.
At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly remembered that there was one more important thing he had not said. So, he watched Old Charlie clear his throat, raised his voice, and continued with a solemn expression.
“The tyranny has been overthrown, and the survivors of Beit Street will usher in a new order.”
“From now on, you are the new mayor of the town.”
"I will pay you a salary of 400 silver coins every month, and your first task is to draft a set of rules in black and white as a plan for the first law of Beit Street. From now on, everything here will be in accordance with
It will be done according to what is written in the law.”
Charlie's expression was a little surprised.
Although he guessed that Chu Guang would probably ask him to help him clean up the mess here, the salary and the law were honestly beyond his expectation.
Does this gentleman still think that there is still room for salvation in this world?
Although his heart was full of confusion, old Charlie didn't say anything. He just lowered his head respectfully and accepted the appointment happily.
“Follow your orders, my lord.”
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(Brother Meng, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I take half a day off to reunite with my family and collect materials. There is only one update today, but this update is still quite large. You can praise me, I will continue to work hard tomorrow!)