Construction site on the former site of the sanatorium.
The dust was billowing, the banging was incessant, and the sound of unloading goods was clanging and clanging, and it was a bustling business.
These players seem to have endless energy and enthusiasm, pushing small carts picked up from abandoned construction sites, cart after cart of stones, transporting them to the cement kiln, crushing them with hammers, and then pouring them into the kiln.
Coarse material calcined into cement.
The player squatting next to him pushed the bellows hard, trying to make the fire in the kiln burn more vigorously. Not far away was the charcoal kiln that was running non-stop, and further away there were earthen kilns for smoking meat and smoked fish racks.
The smoke and noise even drove away the birds in the trees.
The players worked together, poured the fired cement into sand and water, mixed it into a thick cement slurry, and quickly built the foundation of the first section of the wall.
The green smoke curled into a continuous line.
It's like a newborn tribe here, young and full of vitality.
After handing over the construction site to [Knife], who was born in civil engineering, Lao Bai and Fang Chang have begun to study "homemade steelmaking".
On the other side of the storm, they also improved their fishing traps and used mutated leech larvae as food. They could catch more than a dozen fish a day without any problems. The uneaten ones were given to Brother Scrambled Egg to make dried fish.
The fish in this lake are richer than he imagined.
The only thing you need to pay attention to is that you can't put too much bait in the trap, and the water level when deployed can't be too deep, otherwise the big fish attracted will easily damage the trap.
But these are minor issues.
As long as you master the know-how, everything will gradually become more proficient, and the process itself is full of fun.
The same goes for new players.
There is no need to deliberately search for it, everything here is so novel to them, and it is almost impossible to experience it in modern society.
Many people sit in the office all day long, repeating tasks that can be replaced by anyone day after day, and lose themselves in trivial things.
But it's different here.
This difference is not only due to the temporary novelty, but also from a sense of satisfaction in the sense of self-worth realization.
A civil engineering dog who has worked on the construction site for five or six years and has not been able to get into the management. As long as he says "I am engaged in engineering" here, he will be immediately praised as a boss by other players and entrusted with important tasks.
There are also workers mixing cement and plastering on the construction site.
The vast majority of players are ordinary people, and the work they do in reality may not be so eye-catching, but here as long as they have a skill, they can get collective recognition without even being too outstanding.
And because of the efforts of each of them, the shelter's surface outposts are getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In Maslow's hierarchy of needs, this is the highest level need. It is separated from any low-level tastes, and the spiritual pleasure it brings is unmatched by any taste.
The most important thing is that you don’t have to pay a big price to get it. Even if your muscles are sore from fatigue, you are still a character in the game and it will not affect your life the next day.
On the contrary, because you go to bed early, you will be more energetic the next day.
All of the above were guessed by Chu Guang, who returned to the outpost with the loot and saw the players busy in full swing.
Of course he can't know what the players are thinking.
For managers, that kind of thing is not important at all and they don't care.
As long as the number of reservations is always greater than the number of players on the list, you don't have to worry about no fresh leeks coming in to sweat.
Retire?
AFK?
Again, please give your helmet and account to those who need it, and try a more original gaming method.
Back to business.
The harvest from this outing was quite gratifying.
Two 5mm iron tube rifles, 62 rounds of 5mm ammunition, and three backpacks that I didn't have time to dig through.
These were all collected from the two plunderers and the unlucky guy they chased to death.
Chu Guang was a person who didn't like waste, so he kept everything including the mutated hyena that was shot in the neck.
Domestication does not affect its taste. Anyway, it is a foreign species to Chu Guang.
After throwing the mutated hyena to Brother Scrambled Egg, who was the chef, Chu Guang, Ye Shi and Jun Jun began to look through the backpack they had picked up.
"Matches, compass, map and...a few pieces of jerky? And some plastic pieces? What's written on this thing?"
Hearing Ye Shi's muttering, Brother Garbage, whose claws were not very sharp, also came over, picked up one with interest and looked closer.
"Kind of like a casino chip."
"Give me the plastic piece, I can use it."
Chu Guang calmly confiscated the twenty or so white "plastic pieces". These things were useless to the players anyway.
Then, he looked at the dried meat held in Ye Shi's hand.
"...Forget it about these dried meats, I don't mind if you eat them."
Ye Shi, who was about to take a bite, was stunned for a moment.
"Why?"
Chu Guang thought for a while and used a euphemistic expression.
"Predators usually don't have taboos, so you can't tell what kind of meat it is."
Before Jun Jun could react, Ye Shi next to him had already thrown away the dried meat and started to smoke.
Even in the game, he couldn't accept certain settings.
Seeing Ye Shi's reaction, Chu Guang was suddenly curious about what these players were thinking, so he looked at Jun Jun and asked.
"What does it feel like to kill someone."
Jun Jun was stunned for a moment and touched his head.
"Did not notice……"
How does the game feel? It’s not like he hasn’t played more bloody games before.
On the contrary, the blood special effects in this game were not very exaggerated, so he didn't pay much attention to them at the time.
but……
When he rushed forward and pierced the last predator's chest with his javelin, and blood spattered on him, at that moment he suddenly felt a desire to eat.
Just like biological instinct.
Chu Guang glanced at this "lizard man" with some surprise. He didn't expect that this player's psychological quality was surprisingly good.
Could it be that dreams downplay the feeling of death?
Or is it that the players' perspective on the world has some kind of filter that they don't understand.
Not sure.
After all, this device was not designed by Chu Guang. He has never used the players' helmets, and he doesn't know whether the world in their eyes is exactly the same as the world in his own eyes.
It seems that I will have to use my identity as a planner to chat with players in the future...
…
As of five o'clock in the afternoon, the wall on the north side of the sanatorium has been basically repaired.
I have to say, these players are simply geniuses.
Chu Guang even felt that his NPC was redundant.
Although some talents are not written on the attribute panel, they are engraved in the bones. As long as you give them a piece of land, they can become a field tomorrow.
Even if the server is reset and the world is destroyed tomorrow, they can rebuild this place brick by brick.
The treasures on the construction site are not only the blue-gray stones, but also the piles of cement blocks covered with sacks.
These items are too heavy for ordinary survivors to take away or use, so they still maintain their original appearance at the beginning of the nuclear war.
Although these cements have already hardened and cannot be mixed with sand to pour the foundation, it is excellent to use them directly as bricks for building walls.
At least, it’s much more reliable than Lao Bai’s pile of yellow mud bricks!
Under the leadership of [Knife Under the Blade], the players drove pine wood sawn into four or five meters long into the soil, piled cement blocks transported from the construction site in the middle, and inserted steel bars stolen from the construction site for fixation.
Finally, pour the mixed calcium carbonate cement on top.
When the cement dries, a simple but reliable concrete fortification is completed.
As for the inside of the wall, cement blocks and concrete waste were piled up to form a slope.
If they are attacked, players inside the wall only need to crawl on the slope and use bunkers to fight back against the attackers.
Considering that the scale of the outpost will be further expanded in the future, another defensive fortification can be built on the outside of the fortress, and it can be used with sentries and watchtowers for security.
"...The terrain of the entire wetland park is relatively flat, and the surrounding area of the sanatorium is a forest plain. There are no steep slopes that can be used as shelters. I can cut down all the trees around here, so that any target close to the outpost can be attacked.
Find out the first time!”
"Okay, brother dei, what do you do in real life?" Lao Bai looked at the new player next to him with a surprised look on his face.
[Leave people under the knife] He had some impression of this ID, but only a little bit. He only remembered that he joined the group a long time ago.
Unexpectedly, in this small game group, there are actually so many big bosses squatting there.
The man under the knife smiled shyly and said embarrassedly.
"...I'm just a civil servant, a marginal person in the work unit. I drink tea and read newspapers all day long, but few people even look at me."
"No, no, you can do it at your level! To be honest, I never thought that I could finish a whole wall today."
"It's a great prize, it's really a great prize!"
It was already evening, and the sky was turning dusk.
Brother Scrambled Egg, who was the chef, set up a big pot in the open space in front of the nursing home, threw in the fish caught by the strong wind from the lake, and made a pot of fresh fish soup with pine nuts.
The players all sat on the floor, each with a bowl and a piece of dried bacon. They ate one mouthful of fish soup and one mouthful of meat, which had a different flavor.
certainly.
Not everyone can accept this flavor.
For example, Teng Teng, who was sitting on the ground, was pinching his nose and looking at the bowl in his hand with a sad expression.
"Uh, it's so fishy..."
Whether in the game or in reality, she is very sensitive to smells and really can't accept such a heavy-flavored cooking method.
The scrambled egg brother not far away heard it and rolled his eyes.
"You think I want...there's not even cooking wine here, I've already tried my best."
That expression clearly shows whether he likes to eat or not.
"Just make do with it, you'll be hungry if you don't eat in this game," Ye Shi comforted him from the side, "Why don't you hold your nose and drink it down? I can help."
Teng Teng hid aside.
"That's not necessary."
The manager is also not far away.
However, he did not dine with the players, he just stayed here for a while and then left in a hurry.
And when he came back again, many players who were close to him saw that his face was ashen and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.
There was a commotion among the players.
Noticing the situation not far away, Lao Bai was curious, so he put down the bowl in his hand and stood up from the ground.
Quickly walking forward, he grabbed Guangfeng, who was relatively close, and asked.