Chapter 280 The garbage man whose panel data explodes
It's night.
To the west of the Second Ring Road, artillery fire and gunfire continued. Under the cover of air strikes and artillery fire, mercenaries were fighting against the swarming alien species.
On the contrary, the north side, which was noisy all night yesterday, was quiet tonight.
With a straight line distance of more than ten kilometers and steel forests everywhere, the sound of gunshots would definitely be inaudible, but the sound of explosions could still be faintly heard.
However, Zhao Yongxu didn't find it strange at all.
It's amazing that a group of country bumpkins fighting with fire sticks can handle the tide.
The battle last night must have exhausted all their strength. Even if they were not submerged in the turbulent waves, they would probably have escaped with their tails between their legs.
Looking at the silent night sky in the north, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"These idiots."
If you don't have the ability and don't know how to stay away, aren't you asking for trouble?
As we all know, the wave will move in the direction of dense population and smaller number of slime mold alien species. Whether it is population growth or large-scale elimination of slime mold alien species, something like "hate value" will be accumulated.
Of course, it's normal for those country bumpkins not to know.
They can hold half a copy of "The Book of Getting Rich" from "The Voice of Rock City" in their heads. They may not even know a few words, so how much can they know?
In his opinion, there is no essential difference between those people and the beggars at the gate of Boulder City. It can even be said that they are the same kind of people.
Zhao Yongxu withdrew his gaze from the north and continued to look eastward while standing by the window of the building.
As an officer of the militia and a frontline commander personally appointed by the Lord of the City, successfully handling the wave that threatens the prosperity and stability of Boulder City is what he should really be concerned about right now.
not far away.
Two arcs of light streaked across the night sky.
As the four black dots fell one after another, the scorching flames engulfed the entire street and dried every grain of soil on the ground.
A vacuum was cleared near the entrance of the underground complex, and the mercenaries began to advance.
From the West Third Ring Road to the West Second Ring Road, two new nests on the surface had been destroyed by air strikes a few days ago, but there are still three nests hidden in underground commercial complexes.
The mutations in the incubator are random and cannot be predicted at all. Even after a thorough search, some fish will inevitably slip through the net.
Especially when mutations occur underground.
The underground space and rail transit connected in series under the tall buildings are intricate and dense, like spider webs or tangled balls of yarn.
It is said that in the distant prosperous era, only quantum computers can help people find the fastest way home.
It is a pity that Boulder City does not have a quantum computer that can ask for directions, nor does it have a strategic weapon that can hit the ground tens or even hundreds of meters deep.
But it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it.
They have enough cannon fodder and sufficient logistics.
With the support of indirect and direct firepower, even the occasional two powerful evolved bodies cannot be their opponents.
If you're optimistic, you can get rid of a brood nest hidden underground tonight.
If you are not optimistic, you will have to wait another two days at most.
Zhao Yongxu was quietly waiting for good news to come from the front line, and at this time, the pilot's voice came from the communication channel.
"The air strike is completed, the target has been cleared... and we are returning."
"Well done, go back and rest, there is no more work for you tonight."
As soon as he said this sentence, Zhao Yongxu suddenly felt something in his heart, and then added another sentence at the end.
"By the way, when you come back, take a detour to the north."
"I want to know the situation of the North Fourth Ring Road."
He doesn't need to worry about what the northern suburbs will become.
The reason why he said this was purely to satisfy his personal curiosity.
The pilot who was performing the mission didn't care that much and replied briefly and concisely.
"receive."
Two arcs of light drew an arc in the sky and took a long way to the north.
Zhao Yongxu waited for a moment.
Not long after, a report came from the communication channel.
"We have arrived above the North Fourth Ring Road, and no abnormalities were found."
"There's a firefight."
"I didn't see it...it's pitch black here."
It seemed that not only the artillery fire had stopped, but the gunfire had completely stopped.
Zhao Yongxu chuckled in his heart and sure enough, but at this moment, the voice that had paused for a moment sounded again.
"Not only the North Fourth Ring Road, but also the Changling Elevated Highway is very quiet, and no open flames have been found... However, scattered lights can be seen in the area north to the Fifth Ring Road."
Zhao Yongxu was stunned.
Scattered lights?
The survivors there haven’t left yet?
Could it be that they have dealt with the wave...but how is that possible!
With weirdness written all over his face, Zhao Yongxu immediately continued to ask.
"Where's the clock tower on 65th Street? What's the situation there?"
There was silence in the communication channel for a while.
A confirming voice soon came.
"We are now above 65th Street. A large number of plaques were found on the wall of the clock tower, which was confirmed to be the remains of the brood..."
"There should have been a battle here before. The battle was quite brutal. There were corpses everywhere on the ground...but they won."
The whole cigarette caught between his fingers fell to the ground.
Zhao Yongxu's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"The remains of the Brood Nest? Are you sure you read that correctly?!"
The pilot replied in a positive tone.
"...I'm sure of it!"
The cruise mission is over and the aircraft begins to return.
Staring blankly at the northern sky outside the window, Zhao Yongxu was silent for a long time without saying a word.
He couldn't figure it out.
Without the support of aerial firepower, how could those people kill the alien species that came in like a tide with only earthen artillery shells and iron-pipe rifles?
After being silent for a long time, he squeezed out half a sentence that was full of incomprehensible murmurs from the gap between his lips.
"……How can this be!"
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"Damn, that explosion last night was like thunder...do you know what happened there?"
"You mean the south? I heard it too!"
"It must be a wave. Those blue coats have been dealing with that thing for the past two weeks. I heard that the fighting on the front line is very lively."
"Tidal wave? I have been to Qingquan City for so many times, and this is the first time I heard that Tidal Wave will go north."
"Maybe this year is different from previous years? After all, it wasn't so lively last year."
"It's strange, how can Tide know where there are more people?"
"You don't understand at first sight. My uncle who is a soldier in the Boulder City Militia told me that every gnawer you kill outside will come back to you in the form of a wave in the next spring."
"Stop talking nonsense. It's really as absurd as what you say. The survivors in Qingquan City would have died long ago!"
The first floor of the road inn next to the trading station on Beimen Street of Changjiang Farm is bustling with people drinking and drinking.
Whenever it gets dark, this place becomes a tavern for mercenaries, merchants and caravan guards.
Some people ate meat and drank wine, some played boxing and cards, and some chatted with the strangers sitting next to them about what they had seen or heard on the road, just to earn a glass of beer.
As we all know, where there is wine, there are stories. Although many stories are made up, occasionally one or two pieces of information that sounds slightly valuable are mixed in with the nonsense rumors.
Therefore, regardless of whether they are working or not, mercenaries and merchants like to come here to sit and kill time.
"My people and I need to stay one more night."
Sun Shiqi walked to the bar and woke up Old Hook, who was dozing behind him.
It's a shame he could sleep in such a noisy place.
Opening his cloudy eyes, Old Hook raised his eyelids and looked at the young man standing in front of the bar, and yawned.
"No problem...Why do you suddenly plan to stay one more day? I remember you were anxious to go back and make a fortune, weren't you?"
"The order has been delayed. What a bad luck..." Sun Shiqi muttered and sat in front of the bar. "Give me another beer, or the kind without water."
Not only was his order stopped, but all the export arms orders of the entire Jiujiang Farm were postponed for one day. It was said that the inventory in the industrial zone was sent to the front line.
The little girl named Shuanghe came to the hotel in person to express her apology and said that the trading post was willing to compensate him for the accommodation fee of 10 silver coins.
Although Sun Shiqi wanted to complain, the cost of staying here for one more day was more than just 10 silver coins. He paid for the mercenary's salary, food and accommodation expenses himself, but for the sake of the little girl's apology, she was quite sincere.
, he didn’t embarrass her anymore.
Besides, it's useless even if it's difficult, there's nothing we can do about it.
There is a war on the front line, and it is impossible to drag back the bullets sent to the ammunition depot.
If you encounter an unreasonable settlement of survivors, it is not impossible to postpone the goods until next year. It is not too much to postpone it for a day or two.
It is impossible to do business in the wasteland without taking some risks.
"We are not here in Boulder City, and we don't sell fake products that are watered down."
When selling things, he didn't forget to label his neighbors. Old Hook shakily walked to the wooden barrel, turned on the silver faucet, took a cup with a wooden cup as thick as his thigh, and returned to the bar.
Put it on the table.
"5 silver coins."
"Charge it to my account."
After taking the wooden wine glass, Sun Shiqi took a look inside.
Good guy, he didn't know whether the beer was watered down or not, but the foam alone already filled half a cup.
He has now discovered that what this hotel earns is not room fees at all, but the guests' consumption in the store.
According to this sales method, a barrel of beer can be exchanged for a cow.
It’s so dark!
"How is the situation on the front line of the Northern Circle?"
Old Hook replied casually.
"It has ended."
"Is it over?" Sun Shiqi showed a surprised expression on his face, suspecting that he heard wrongly, "You mean the wave?"
Old Hook: "What else could it be?"
Sun Shiqi calmed down the surprised expression on his face and said with a smile.
"I just didn't expect it to be so soon."
Usually the wave has to wait until late March to end.
And it’s not even the end of February yet.
Without asking any more about the wave, Sun Shiqi habitually leaned closer to the wine glass and sniffed, smelling the fragrance of wheat germ.
"You brewed it yourself?"
Old Hook replied casually.
"The malt and hops of Brown Farm, coupled with the special fermentation process of Vault 404, I guarantee that this is a brew you will never get in a tavern in Boulder City."
This line is also spoken very skillfully.
So much so that Sun Shiqi always felt as if this guy had memorized it.
However, this is not the focus of his concern.
Sun Shiqi pointed to the wine barrel behind him and asked curiously.
"How much does this barrel of beer cost?"
Old Hook's eyes lit up, and a cheerful smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"Are you interested? I'll sell it to you for 500 silver coins."
500?!
This wooden barrel can only hold 50 liters at most, and maybe only about 40 liters. Whether it can fill a hundred wine glasses is questionable.
Only a fool would buy it!
Sun Shiqi rolled his eyes, took a sip of beer, and did not answer Old Hook's words.
He recently made a small fortune.
But he's not stupid.
The smooth taste made him feel relaxed. Just when he was about to inquire about some business information, the wooden door of the hotel suddenly opened, and a dusty figure walked in.
Old Hook looked at the man and asked skillfully.
"Eating or staying in a hotel?"
"No, I'm here to find someone..."
Noticing Sun Shiqi standing at the edge of the bar, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up and he immediately walked over to him quickly, "Hey, friend, I'm looking for you!"
Sun Shiqi recognized him and remembered that he seemed to be staying in the hotel opposite. When he first came to Changjiu Farm, this man invited him to go to Boulder City with him.
"Bring him a glass of beer... and two skewers of charcoal-grilled lizard meat, and charge them to my account."
"Okay." Hook turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Sitting on the bar stool next to Sun Shiqi, the businessman from the south smiled happily and said.
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome," Sun Shiqi looked at him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Of course I won't bother you if it's okay." With a smile on his face, Zhou Nan continued, "That's it, we plan to leave for Boulder City at noon tomorrow. How do you think about what I asked you yesterday?
"
Sun Shiqi made a helpless expression.
"My order has been delayed. I don't know if it can be delivered tomorrow. You go, I'm afraid I have to stay here for a day or two."
Zhou Nan said regretfully: "That's such a pity."
Sun Shiqi looked at him and asked curiously: "Have you gathered enough people?"
Zhou Nan smiled and said: "No, but I heard that the battle near the North Fourth Ring Road is over. Those blue coats have eliminated the brood nest. Regardless of whether the wave knot in other places is over, at least the wave in the northern suburbs is over. Now
It’s the best time to go to Boulder City! My friends and I studied the map carefully and walked west along the North Fifth Ring Road, and then north, we can reach our destination safely.”
Sun Shiqi looked at him enviously and said.
"...Can I ask what kind of business you plan to do?"
Most of the businesses that everyone came into contact with were similar, but Zhou Nan didn't deliberately hide it, and said with excitement.
"Salt and sulfur, these are the two things that sell best there, especially during the tide! Oh yes, there are also gas masks and devil's cloth from the trading post."
Speaking of this, Zhou Nan couldn't help but sigh.
"There are so many good things here, and they are of high quality and low price! Do you know how much the nutritional cream here costs? The wholesale price of a ton is only 299 silver coins!"
299 silver coins…
Equivalent to 1.5 assault rifles?
There are all kinds of strange currencies in the wasteland. Even the same currency has different values in different regions. Sun Shiqi subconsciously made a conversion in his head.
And when he realized what this price meant, he was suddenly shocked.
"Are you sure?! The price of two assault rifles can be exchanged for a ton of nutritional cream?!"
In Boulder City, the retail price of nutritional paste is 1 to 2 chips per kilogram, and the wholesale price is 300 to 400 chips per ton.
If you switch to drone assault rifles, there will be at least two!
And this is based on the fact that the price of the latter is also not cheap.
Noticing the surprise on Sun Shiqi's face, Zhou Nan looked at him strangely, as if he was surprised that there were still people who didn't know about this.
However, thinking that this dear friend had only been here two days, Zhou Nan felt relieved and continued with a smile.
"Isn't it amazing? I was shocked when I first learned about it! I suspect that the nutritional paste produced by Didiwei Food Processing Factory costs less than 200 silver coins per ton! If I didn't have money, I would think so
The factory is set up!”
The bank in Changjiang Farm can lend money, but not everyone can get a loan.
Unless two conditions are met.
Either have technology.
Either have equipment.
Or, have sufficient "contribution" to the local economy.
As a merchant from the south, he happened to have none of these three things.
However, this does not prevent him from transporting the nutritional paste to the south to exchange for grain or livestock, and then transporting the livestock back to exchange for silver coins.
Zhou Nan spent a whole day researching yesterday and found that the demand for livestock here is quite strong. If you sell a two-headed cow to a long-term farm, you can get at least three to four thousand silver coins!
Transport two or three tons of nutritional paste to the south, and with the local currency exchanged, you can easily buy one or two two-headed cows from the farmers and ranchers there.
Seeing that his friend's eyes were filled with excitement, Zhou Nan chuckled and asked.
"Brother, do you want to form a partnership? We can pool some money to set up a factory. I've done some research. As long as we buy some second-hand equipment from Boulder City and get 200,000 chips, we can set up this factory."
Sun Shiqi admitted that he was indeed moved.
But after hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head.
"...I admit that this proposal is very tempting, but it is too far to go to Jinchuan Province. The round trip may not take less than half a month."
The northern suburbs have the weapons and food that Honghe Town is most in need of, while the latter has the mines and people that the former needs.
You can still make a lot of money by transporting slaves and minerals from Honghe Town, selling them here, exchanging them for rifles and grain, and then sending them back.
There are many ways to make a fortune, and it is impossible for him to get them all by himself. The only way to manage the trade route is to manage it well!
Sun Shiqi has already thought about it.
He plans to save some money to buy a few trucks, form a fleet, and take over the copper mining business from here to Honghe Town.
The demand for copper ore here is the strongest, and it is used in laying wires and making bullets. The price is always so stable, and the cost-effectiveness of transportation is much higher than that of steel.
When he earns hundreds of thousands of silver coins, he plans to buy a piece of land on North Street and build a warehouse first and then a mill.
If you are lucky enough to catch the autumn harvest, you can grind the harvested corn and wheat into flour, and you can make a lot of money whether you sell it to Red River Town, Boulder City or Garbage City.
The unit price of food is not high, but the gross profit margin is never low. Not everyone wears shoes, but everyone has to eat.
It was a cold winter last year.
This year should be a good year, and food prices will be very cheap.
Sun Shiqi was thinking about the future. Zhou Nan, who was sitting next to him, felt a little regretful but didn't say much and raised his glass.
"It's such a shame. If we join forces, we definitely hope to become the largest grain merchant in Qingquan City."
"I have no regrets. There are many opportunities to make a fortune," Sun Shiqi clinked glasses with him and said with a smile, "I wish Boss Zhou business will continue to grow!"
"Haha, I'm borrowing my brother's blessing! I'll give you a toast!"
"I respect you!"
The two of them drank, their faces glowing red, drinking one cup after another, chatting happily.
Old Hook, who was sitting behind the bar, listened to the two bragging, with a smile on his wrinkled face, and he would give a few compliments from time to time.
No matter how they get rich, the money they spend on drinking is indispensable to them.
Of course he was happy for them to drink more.
In the end, Zhou Nan went out holding on to the wall, while Sun Shiqi himself lay on the bar for half the night, and was carried back to the room by the hotel waiter in the middle of the night.
When he woke up early the next morning and saw the bill on the bedside table, Sun Shiqi's originally groggy head suddenly woke up and his face turned green.
"220 silver coins?!"
What did he drink last night?!
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Official website forum.
Usually at this time, it should be the peak time for players to come online, and there will be no one on the official website, but today it is very busy at this time.
Quit smoking: “I can’t get online anymore!”
I was the darkest: "Me too! It's weird."
Similar posts popped up one after another. Many LV9 players were surprised to find that they had broken through the bottleneck as soon as they put on the helmet!
The most surprising one is undoubtedly Jun Jun.
He has been stuck at LV9 for almost a month!
This time I finally made a breakthrough!
Garbage Picking Level 99: "Hahahaha, wake up! I finally woke up!"
Looking at the prompt in the upper right corner of the official website, Junjun burst into tears with excitement.
How long has it been since the account was established?
As one of the first batch of Europeans to enter the game, and with an account exclusive to the European Emperor, it should have been an exciting event, but it happened to be a cold winter that only happens once in every N years.
Coupled with the debuff "It's harder to gain experience", the A round of testing was almost over before he successfully rose to LV10.
Watching the "juniors" successfully awaken one by one, I am afraid only he himself knows the sadness in this.
It’s really not easy!
Ye Shi: "Damn it, Mr. Garbage has awakened?!"
Mole on the run in the canyon: "Shocked! Will it turn into a deathclaw?!"
Garbage Picking Level 99: "How is it possible, but the strength is nothing to say. I feel like I can fight the Deathclaw at the west gate! (Baring teeth)"
Fang Chang: "Good brother, show me the attribute panel!"
Tails: "Hurry up! Let me be healthy! (｀??′)"
Under the instigation of everyone, Jun Jun finally couldn't restrain the urge to show off and posted his attribute panel in the post.
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ID: Picking up trash level 99
Gene sequence: Alien lizard man
Level:LV.9→LV.10
Basic properties
Strength:17→27(+10)
Agility:9→14(+5)
Constitution:9→14(+5)
Perception:9→11(+2)
Intelligence:2→3
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talent:
Cold-blooded (stronger concealment, slower in low temperature environment)
Physical regeneration (stronger resilience, difficult to upgrade gene sequence level)
Boiling Blood (Removes the debuff brought by the "cold-blooded" talent for a certain period of time, and obtains a 10%~20% bonus to strength and physical attributes.)
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The moment the property panel was posted, the comment area below the post instantly went crazy!
Tail:"?"
Quit smoking: "???"
Ye Shi: "What the hell?!"
Commander Quan Shui: "Are you really cheating?!"
The edge of the water: "Oh my god...this attribute is too outrageous!"
Lao Bai: "Are you serious about the strength attribute?!"
The construction site boy and Brick: "Please plan and cut it quickly!"
In just a few minutes, "the balance has collapsed" and "the combat power has collapsed" all popped up.
These people have resorted to any means to achieve their goals, as if the closed beta server will not be able to operate the next day without a cut.
Of course, some people are joking.
But for a trash-picking level 99, this joke is not very funny.
Seeing everyone taking action on Aite's plan, Mr. Garbage immediately panicked and quickly scratched out his words.
"Gan! After all, I am a bit bigger than you. Is it too much to have higher attributes?"
Stop talking nonsense: "That's too much! It doesn't matter if you have high attributes, but you still have to show off and show off! (Crazy)"
Makabazi: "That's right! Is this something humans do! (Crazy)"
Trash Picking Level 99: "???Didn't you ask me to post this?!"
This is too doggy!
Just when the trash king was fighting with the scholars, an announcement suddenly popped up on the official website, which could be regarded as resolving the situation for him.
Because of this sudden update announcement, both players and cloud players were attracted to it.
[The closed beta test server of "Wasteland OL" will start the B round of testing in 6 days. At that time, the new version will be available to friends, so stay tuned! 】