Chapter 394: An SSSR-level mount can’t be sold for too much in terms of weight, right?
"You have obtained the authority of the gate...Oh, so the "traitor" outside is dead."
The rotten wood-like body let out a laugh like sandpaper grinding against the wall.
The Deathclaw Mother, who was crawling in the hall, looked at the players standing in front of her and said this in a relaxed tone.
Surprisingly, although the word "traitor" was used to address the Yong family, there was not much hatred for betrayal in its voice.
It has lived for more than a century, or even longer. In the course of time, it has seen too many new lives and deaths, and has long since reconciled with the past.
Tai Tai tilted his head and asked in confusion.
"traitor?"
"That was more than a century ago. Our past is enough to make a TV series worth hundreds of hours... You won't be interested." The Deathclaw Mother said in a gentle voice.
"If you are referring to the guy who calls himself Yongshi...I did kill it," Sisi glanced at the VM on his arm and continued.
"In addition, when I realized it, the administrator permissions were already with me. I wanted to know, is this permission bound to the VM?"
After she killed Yongshi, a special signal suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the VM. After selecting the connection, the function of connecting to the shelter system was unlocked.
Including opening and closing hallway doors.
Including regulating the ventilation system in each area.
Also includes cameras in each room.
It was like a console in an RPG game, so much so that she thought she had discovered a bug in the game and accidentally unlocked the "developer mode".
However, after some attempts, she soon discovered that this authority was not as magical as she imagined.
At least it doesn't reach the level of BUG.
Complex functions are difficult to fully realize through VM, and may need to be paired with other terminals or auxiliary intelligent devices with richer I.
Otherwise, even if you get the permission, you can only implement a few basic operations.
Additionally, permissions can be transferred.
Combined with the task of "obtaining the administrator authority of Shelter 79" in the taskbar, I think that after getting the complete authority, the respected Lord Shuguang will take away the administrator authority.
After all, the shelter is a public resurrection point for players. From this point of view, it is unlikely that the management authority of the shelter is in the hands of the players.
However, this wonderful experience still made her think it was quite fun.
Regarding the question of the girl in front of her, the Deathclaw Mother responded in a normal tone.
"To be precise, shelter permissions are related to life characteristics, and life characteristics that include cross-verification of multiple elements are the real key... and VM is just a terminal for you to connect to the shelter system."
"VMs, bionic chips...hardware with life signature recognition functions can mostly be used as carriers to connect to the shelter system."
"I see." Sisi nodded thoughtfully and continued, "Then...will the authority of the shelter be inherited by the person who kills the administrator?"
Deathclaw Mother grinned and said.
"You have misunderstood the rules. The correct explanation should be that when the life signal of the authority holder disappears from the signal collection range and no successor is designated, the administrator authority is inherited by the nearest terminal device holder."
"Your M belongs to one of the terminals, and your vital characteristics are recorded on it. Although you are not on the registration list of Vault 79... you are in principle a resident of the shelter."
The rules may sound a bit difficult to pronounce.
But Sisi still tried to understand it.
To put it simply, if there is no heir, the person whose VM was closest before death will inherit the permissions...
What are the battle royale rules?
Seeing the strange expression in Sisi's eyes, the Deathclaw Mother smiled lightly and continued as if nothing had happened.
"I know what you want to say. Of course there are loopholes in such a rule. If there is no designated heir, the situation you mentioned will happen...the administrator's authority will be inherited by the person who kills him."
"Although the first-generation shelter manager appointed me as the next manager at the last moment of his life, he did not transfer all his authority to me, perhaps out of distrust of me or for other reasons.
, but split the permissions into many parts and formulated inheritance rules for permissions."
"He wants us to decide our own destiny, including whether our experiments should continue."
"The irony is that although he made a lot of preparations for a rainy day, the final facts proved that it was all meaningless. What he worried about most still happened. Before we cultivate leaders with perfect morals, we must first master
The ability to give birth to demons..."
Having said this, the Deathclaw Mother paused and continued speaking in a lower voice.
"I will hand over the authority of the shelter to you...but before that, can you grant me a small wish?"
Although there are more direct ways, such as killing it directly, the mission does not require killing this guy.
Sisi asked simply.
"What wish?"
If it's not troublesome, she can satisfy it.
"I would like to meet your manager, just to satisfy my curiosity. A video call is also fine... You should be able to do it."
Sisi nodded.
"This is a reasonable request and I will convey it to him.
"The two-story Death Claw... It's unbelievable. You actually killed such an amazing monster? I mean, before killing it... couldn't you let me study it first?"
Vault 404.
The library on the B4 floor or Chu Guang's office.
When Heya heard what happened in Vault 79, Heya's eyes widened in surprise.
But the reason why she was shocked seemed a little different from ordinary women of the same age.
After patiently listening to the complaints of the "league chief biologist", Chu Guang closed the file he had just sorted in his hand and sighed.
"Aren't the evolved bodies in Qingquan City enough for you to study?"
While the players were conquering Vault 79, Chu Guang, the planner, was not idle either.
Although he is not on the front line, he has been following up on the players' strategy progress.
Including the experimental logs recovered by the players, the strategy posts compiled by the players on the forum, as well as the analysis of the plot and speculation on the experimental accidents, etc., he asked Xiaoqi to help organize and create files, which were divided into electronic files and
Paper files are stored in Vault 404's servers and library.
Although the plan ultimately failed, it was still an attempt by people of that era to save the nation.
When all this is over and the declining civilization enters a new era, he will send these files and records to the museum for future generations to evaluate.
Regarding Chu Guang's statement, Heya said straightforwardly.
"Of course it's not enough! The mutation of slime mold is not an isolated process, but a common result caused by interaction with the outside world. The evolved body is only a subset of the entire huge system. To understand the entire system, more clues are needed..."
Listening to Heya's chatter, Chu Guang pinched his eyebrows and felt a slight headache.
Ever since I came to this world.
He increasingly felt that the nine years of compulsory education and the 3+4 years of higher education he had received were no longer enough.
"I'm sorry, I didn't understand. Can you make it simpler?"
After stopping her words, Heya sighed softly, paused for a moment and then continued.
"In short, the research on non-myxomycete heterogenes and the research on mutant slime molds can promote each other... Can you understand what I say?"
Although I still have a little understanding of it, it is still much better than before.
Looking at Chu Guang who nodded thoughtfully, Heya couldn't help but complain again.
"However, such a perfect research sample, a living fossil that has lived for more than a century, was placed in front of you, and you actually killed it.
Such a waste!
What a waste of resources!
Looking at the indignant Heya, Chu Guang smiled lightly and continued.
"That guy was too dangerous. Keeping it might be useful, but we couldn't bear the risk of it getting out of control, so I ordered it to be disposed of.
After a pause, he continued.
"As for the research sample you mentioned, there is no need to worry about that. We just killed the uncontrolled mother, and there is another one in 79
In the shelter."
Heya's eyes suddenly lit up like a lamp, and her hands suddenly stood on the table.
"real?!"
Looking at Heya with bright eyes, Chu Guang moved back slightly, nodded slightly and said.
"Yeah, and its identity is beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that the big-antlered deer god actually exists. I always thought it was just a legend."
The manager of Vault 79 turned out to be the spiritual support of the wastelanders in Riverdale.
Although this sounds strange, it is not difficult to understand.
In the eyes of the clones being studied, aren't those researchers who "transferred their consciousness to Deathclaws" and "can control their life and death at will" just gods?
The "gods" try to create an "emperor" among them, constantly bringing disasters to eliminate weak individuals, and allowing individuals who pass the environmental selection to continue to reproduce, promoting the continuous evolution of their tribe... If a religious narrative style is used
, this evil experiment can be explained completely in terms of myth.
Later, some clones and experimental samples escaped with the "Yongshi", and naturally brought this memory with them to the outside together with their genes, and passed it on from generation to generation...
Thinking of this, Chu Guang's expression suddenly became a little strange.
Since the legend of the "Big-Antlered Deer God" can be traced back to an experiment in a certain shelter...
Could the "Sand Sea Spirit" in Luoxia Province be related to some unknown secret experiment?
The more Chu Guang thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.
It seems that it is necessary to organize a group of folklorists to collect those strange rumors in the wasteland.
There's no telling where an unimaginable fish might be hidden behind any casual clue.
Just when Chu Guang was thinking about which tavern to place this new NPC in, Heya was staring at him with bright eyes and continued.
"...I plan to go to Vault 79! Have you obtained the permission there? Give me the authority!"
Chu Guang: "I haven't gotten it completely yet, but it's just a matter of going through the process. I'll go with you. It just so happens that I also have some things to deal with there."
Heya smiled slightly and said, "Okay! By the way, after you finish dealing with things over there, what are you going to do with that shelter?"
Chu Guang thought for a moment and replied...
I haven't thought about this yet, I have to see what good stuff there is first.
Hea said with a cheerful voice.
"If you don't know how to arrange it, you can use it as a laboratory for me. In addition to the death claws, other alien species there are also quite good research materials! During this time, I happened to train a few researchers with good quality, and I plan to use them
Sent there for internship”
Upon hearing this suggestion, Chu Guang's eyes lit up.
"This is a good idea, I will consider it!"
Although the specific conditions of Vault 79 are unknown, according to Yongshi, the energy stored there is enough to operate the shelter for five centuries.
Compared to the pitiful energy reserves of Vault 404, the reserves of Vault 79 can simply be described as "inhumane".
If the facility is closed, the nuclear fuel in it can be recovered. If the shelter continues to operate, it can be used as a biological research facility and a resurrection point for players.
Is it "Energy Coin +10086" or "Sociology +10, Resurrection Point +1".
Chu Guang just thought about it for a while and chose the latter without hesitation.
Currently, he still has one fuel rod on hand that has not been used, but he is not short of fuel rods for the shelter.
The research facilities in the shelter and the resurrection points to recruit more players were exactly what he needed!
Not only that, the death claws cultivated in Vault 79 can also be used as a good "biological transportation".
It can both travel and fight, and it is also quite durable. It can be said that it is very easy to use!
Combined with the relevant technologies recovered from Vault 41, the blue jackets that players rescued from the East District of Qingquan City have successfully reversed the Torch Church's "psychic interference device", and the supporting "neural connection equipment" can be recycled by Vault 117
Black box production.
Although mass production is not possible, limited production is still not a big problem.
Put one on the neck of the Deathclaw and tame it into a mount. It’s not a big problem!
"Niko" chained in the park is the best example. Chu Guang rides it every time he goes to the East District of Qingquan City, and he rides it wearing power armor.
Facts have proven that the Death Claw can be tamed by technological means.
Combined with the research information on the Death Claw stored in Honey Refuge No. 7-9, maybe he can also ask Heya to help research a large lizard that is more suitable for riding.
Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.
Such an awesome and balanced "SRRR mount"...
Is it too cheap to sell it at a fixed price of 50,000 silver coins?
Sure enough, it’s still sold by the pound!
Ruigu City, Fallen Leaf Camp.
When the battlefield atmosphere team dragged a wooden board and the head of Deathclaw back to the camp in the afterglow of dusk, both the legionnaires on duty at the gate and the survivors in the camp were stunned.
He was covered in blood, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He was holding a hemp rope in his right hand and draped it over his shoulder. He was holding a bloody ax in his left hand - this was bought from Sisi at a high price of 2 silver coins.
.
He threw the ax and the rope on the ground, looked at the sentries waiting at the door carelessly, and said nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.
"Deathclaw—"
"I'll kill him!"
He wanted to say something sexy, but his language was so poor that he could only say a few words.
A commotion of whispers spread in front of the door.
The soldiers in black robes stared at him suspiciously, with disbelief in their eyes.
But the warlord didn't care about their looks.
Before coming back, he specially found a mutated hyena, threw away his weapon, and had a bare-handed fight with the beast, leaving many bumps and scratches on his body.
He doesn't need to make up the lie perfectly, he just needs to play a taciturn macho man and act like that.
As for the rest.
These people will naturally help him.
In the camp not far away, the survivors gathered around the door and looked at him.
The expressions on people's faces varied, some were admiration, some were jealous, and some whistled and couldn't help but cheer him.
It was a monster that even the centurions of the legion were helpless against.
They were actually solved by a wastelander with the same origin as them!
In the crowd not far away, the battlefield atmosphere team saw many familiar faces.
Including the apprentice who peeled potatoes with him before, the team member who got lost along the way, and the only Li Ba whose name he could name.
At this time, probably noticing the commotion at the entrance of the camp, the person in charge, Colway, walked out of the camp.
"What are you doing here? Is the work done?"
As soon as the whip cracked, the survivors blocking the door suddenly dispersed.
Carrying a whip and walking to the entrance of the camp, Colway saw the "pangolin" that was covered in blood and looked like a bloody man. Then he looked at the head on the wooden board next to him, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face.
The calf-sized head was really shocking, especially the evil ghost-like face. He must have endured too much pain before his death that life could not bear.
The camp entrance was quiet for five minutes.
Colway, who seemed to have been struck by a petrification spell, finally came to his senses, stared at the battlefield atmosphere group, and squeezed out a sentence from his throat.
"Did you do it?"
The warlord nodded without blushing or heartbeat.
"That's right!"
Although it wasn't all his doing, he also contributed DPS!
Rounding it off, it seems that there was nothing wrong with what he did.
Although Colway was suspicious, looking at this guy's bloody appearance, he really couldn't think of any reason to doubt it. But he couldn't believe that the monster who had caused him to lose more than a dozen of his men was actually killed by the native in front of him.
Finished.
"I will report your merits. You first go to the river next to you to clean up the blood on your body."
As he said that, Colway looked at the sentry on the side and pointed at the hunter with his chin. "Give him a piece of soap."
The sentry carrying a rifle stood at attention and gave a military salute.
"yes!"
It only took a few minutes to smear the blood on the body, but it took more than an hour to clean the feet. The warlord found that he was struggling, but he couldn't do it without struggling.
He slashed at the neck, and the scales were smashed as if they had been gnawed by a dog. It would be suspicious if there was no blood on the body!
After finally cleaning up the sticky blood on his body, the sky was completely dark.
While walking in the direction of the camp, the warlord organized the words in his mind and thought about how to brag later.
At this moment, a soldier wearing a black robe walked up to him. "You are the pangolin."
The warlord was stunned for two seconds before he came to his senses and said immediately.
"Yeah what?"
The black-robed soldier continued.
"Come with me."
Although the warlord was confused, there was no point in thinking about it at this time and he could only follow the man.
Seeing the soldier taking him out of the camp and walking towards the depths of the woods, the warlord couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Could it be that Colway wanted to silence himself and take all the credit?
You can't be such a dog!
Just as he was thinking wildly, a shadowy campfire appeared not far away, and there was another camp behind the forest.
Different from the Fallen Leaf Camp, both the people on duty and the patrols here are soldiers wearing black robes and heavy bulletproof armor.
There is no doubt that—
This is where the Legion Space Marines are stationed!
Surprised, the battlefield atmosphere team followed the soldier forward and passed the sentry at the entrance of the camp, while silently observing the defense situation in the camp.
Soon the two of them arrived at the center of the camp, where an elevator stopped. "Go up."
Hearing the voice of the black-robed soldier, the warrior stood on the elevator obediently, but his heart was filled with excitement.
Good guy!
Are you trying to invite yourself into the "crystal"?!
Before he could think about it, the elevator had already started.
Pulled by several iron chains, the platform slowly rose, getting closer to the towering steel fortress until it was completely inside.
At the end of the elevator is a hall. The space here is incredibly spacious. The overall layout is slightly similar to a port where submarines are parked. The rolling shutter doors next to it should be a garage or something like that.
The warlord looked around in surprise, wishing he could take a photo of everything he saw and post it on the forum to share the shock in his heart with netizens.
Unfortunately, let alone a camera tool, he doesn’t even have an M.
Two soldiers came over and searched him, touching him from head to toe twice before letting him pass through the airlock of the buffer room.
After passing through several doors and walking through several corridors, he was taken to a room covered with red carpets and luxuriously decorated.
Many people are standing here.
But there was only one sitting.
There is no doubt about the identity of that person, it is the captain of the Heart of Steel as mentioned by the legionnaires, General McClun.
Warlander looked him over quietly.
This man is estimated to be in his early forties, with sharp features, a raised nose, a powerful figure, and eyes like an eagle catching chickens. Although he holds a high position, he has not neglected to exercise.
Maybe he’s still an awakener!
Just as Warlander secretly looked at the man sitting on the chair, the man was also looking at him.
With a look of interest in his eyes, General McClung spoke.
"Are you a pangolin?"
"Yes, my lord."
The battlefield atmosphere team responded, but they were thinking in their hearts.
If Jing Ke were to assassinate the King of Qin and kill the person in front of him, would the expansion pack end before it even started?
but…
This may be a bit difficult.
Although he is an awakened person, he is not as fast as a bullet after all.
Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate, not to mention there are at least a dozen guns hidden here, enough to beat yourself into a sieve in a few seconds.
It would be great if there was an exoskeleton. General McClung stared at the dull, taciturn native hunter in front of him and continued with interest.
"Tell me how you killed this monster." "Your shells wounded it. I trapped it with a trap, blinded its eyes, bled it, and then cut off its limbs.
"Head." The battlefield atmosphere team responded in a neat human couplet.
Although the narrative was very sloppy, McClung had never expected the natives of the barbarian land to be able to tell stories like bards.
He nodded approvingly and said.
"Yes, he is a warrior."
From today on, you will be the first centurion of the Hu Congjun, and your subordinates will be promoted to ten centurions...You can go back later and tell them the good news."
Speaking in a calm tone, General McClung then looked away.
"In addition, the reward I mentioned."
After the words fell, a sergeant walked in holding a chain in his hand and leading 10 slaves.
They were barefoot and wearing single clothes. They had different hair colors, heights, shortness, fatness, and skinny. Their appearance could be called beautiful.
The exotic face was obviously not a survivor living nearby, but more likely brought by the Legion from elsewhere.
For example, in the desert.
The warlord was stunned for a moment, and was greatly shocked.
He originally thought that the dog planner would reward him with a strong man, but he didn't expect that he would use such a sugar-coated bullet to test himself.
Is this something you can experience without spending any money?
General McClung admired the bumpkin-like expression of the native in front of him with satisfaction.
He doesn't care if his subordinates are greedy or lustful. It's better to say that talented people with shortcomings are easier to manage.
If it were the kind of person who was not interested in wealth or women, he would instead be suspicious of whether that person had any other intentions.
After all, there are only two possibilities for that kind of person, either he is a saint who is completely free from vulgar taste, or he has ambitions that far exceed ordinary people.
I keep my word, they are yours."
Seeing Colway wink at him, the warlord quickly lowered his head and responded in a deep voice.
"Thank you, sir!"
The meeting only lasted ten minutes.
Although the hunter who killed the Deathclaw was very interested, to General McClun, this was just a sideshow during the expedition.
If the native really had the talent to lead troops in war, he would not mind promoting him to a captain of thousands who would command the retinue.
After letting the "pangolin" go down, General McClung looked at Colway and said with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"It seems that not all the natives here are trash. Occasionally, you can still see one or two capable guys."
"Discover more talents like this."
"We need to build up our own power in the southern part of the River Valley Province. These people are good seedlings worth cultivating."
Colway lowered his head and respectfully accepted the order.
"yes!"
(Thanks to the leaders of "Golden Legend Bear Shining", "The Rain is Always Light", "Three Appreciations and Two Ideas", "Peerless Little Swordman", "Qingying", "Chen Ci Old Tune" and "Evil Is Cold" for the reward!