"You mean...a new survivor stronghold appeared out of thin air in Linghu Wetland Park? Right under our noses?"
The flame in the brazier flickers on and off.
The man as strong as a bear sat on the human leather chair, his chin resting lazily on his slightly clenched right fist, expressionlessly looking down at the servants at the foot of the steps, after listening to the report.
His name is "Bear", and just like the tangled muscles on his body, every cell in his body seems to be born for violence.
Most raiders of the Bloodhand clan have no names, except for the clan leader, or the captain of ten who is named by the leader.
According to the tradition inherited from the last century, the leader of the Bloody Hand clan often has only one character in his name.
For example, his last name was "Snake", and his eyes were pecked out by an "eagle" and he was thrown into the subway, where he was left to be eaten by the gnawers.
Later, the "Eagle" was torn apart by the "Bear", its neck was crushed, and it was hung on a street lamp and lit with oil.
By now, the body was gone, and only the ugly head was left, which he used to cushion the brazier.
The law of the jungle is followed here, and the strong is the king.
And he is undoubtedly the strongest.
He is also the most vicious one!
The man kneeling at the foot of the steps did not dare to raise his head and whispered in a low voice.
"The livestock people were delayed for a while while preparing the tributes that they presented to you. It was already dusk when we set off again. There are strange species foraging in the city. We were afraid of damaging the tributes that the livestock people presented to you, so we took the road by Linghu Lake."
"I thought the place would be inaccessible, but I didn't expect to find traces of people there as soon as I entered. My partner and I searched all the way, and finally found a hidden settlement in a forest."
"how many people?"
The man's forehead was pressed against the floor tiles.
"No more than thirty people!"
Hearing this number, Xiong's eyes showed a trace of contempt, and his face was not very interested.
Only thirty people.
Excluding the old and weak female dependents, half of this number of adult men who can become combatants is already pretty good.
This kind of survivor stronghold usually has little oil or water.
In other words, they are not even qualified to be livestock.
Waiting for a good day to send some young people over, slaughter all the young and old, and capture both men and women to make slaves. In winter, the road is blocked by heavy snow and it is impossible to go out, so it is time to close the house and have fun.
If there is less meat, you can still kill some for cooking.
"Where are the tributes."
"Delivered to your room!"
The bear's impatient face finally showed a smile.
That smile made people shudder, and even the flames in the basin were a little blurry.
"Very well, please step back."
the man asked quickly.
"That stronghold by Linghu Lake..."
The bear waved his hand impatiently.
"We'll talk about it when I wake up tomorrow."
"yes……"
The kowtowing man only responded, smiling bitterly in his heart but not daring to complain.
When you wake up...
I'm afraid it will be around this time tomorrow.
…
early morning.
On the street not far from Beit Street, Liszt, who ordered the caravan to stop and wait, glanced at the mechanical watch on his left hand.
This is a gadget he bought recently.
Through the transparent case, you can see multiple golden and silver hands, as well as the gears rotating at a constant speed below the hands.
Not only time, this watch also integrates a series of functions such as compass, speedometer, Geiger counter, etc... Although most people who can afford such "luxury goods" cannot use them.
Liszt couldn't help but daydream in his mind.
Maybe it won't be long before I can get a ticket to enter the upper class society of Boulder City?
He has long been tired of this business, especially as the activities of predators, mutants, and aliens have become more and more frequent in recent years, and he has to spend more money on bodyguards and insurance.
Plus you have to deal with these country people.
Maybe I should learn from the big shots in the inner city, leave the business to the lower class, and use the free time to improve my taste.
There is a saying that goes...
right!
Class crossing!
"Didn't anyone teach these natives the concept of punctuality?"
Two minutes have passed since the agreed time.
But the man didn't show up with what he needed.
Liszt couldn't help but think in his mind that maybe he was already dead. After all, mutated leeches were not something that was easy to deal with.
At this time, a figure appeared on the street corner.
"Chu Guang asked me to come. He said he had an agreement with you to sell you some blue mushrooms."
Yu Hu walked out from the corner of the street and showed his hands, indicating that he was unarmed and not hostile.
Chu Guang had previously told him that if he saw "Mr. Li's caravan" appearing on Beit Street, he would tell him this and then take him to Linghu Wetland Park.
If the other party refuses, forget it.
Liszt's eyes narrowed.
"Where are the others?"
"He can't come here," Yu Hu shook his head. "He has left Beit Street and now lives with his companions."
Lister took about three seconds to weigh the risks and rewards.
Twenty kilograms of blue mushrooms were worth the risk.
"lead the way."
Yu Hu nodded cautiously.
"Please come with me."
…
The average temperature outside the shelter has dropped to 13 degrees today, which is still a bit uncomfortable for the humid south.
The whooshing cold wind has made people unable to help but get goosebumps.
The jacket of the shelter uses a special adaptive thermal conductive material, which feels like rubber but is as light and soft as chemical fiber. In the range of 5 to 35 degrees, the performance of the material itself can be used to achieve heat insulation at low temperatures.
, conduct heat at high temperatures.
So this is why some people are still alive and kicking despite the cold wind, while some lizards are so frozen that they have bad internet connections.
"Sure enough, this game is still not very realistic," Ye Shi sighed softly, looking at the sky and said, "I'm from the south. It's windy at this temperature, so I won't feel like this at all."
"Try to take off your clothes!" Mr. Junk was shivering from the cold. He was currently wrapped in a thick deerskin coat and kept jumping around to warm himself up.
Ye Shi glanced at him, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Why should I do this?"
Junk guy: “%&@!”
Although the weather is getting colder, today is still a happy day for the cow and horse team.
Just before they went offline yesterday, their total deposits had reached 200 silver coins, enough money to buy the land.
As for why it wasn’t online during the day?
On the one hand, Guangfeng and Lao Bai have to work during the day and only have time to play games at night. On the other hand, according to Fang Chang's analysis, the server is at night when they go online during the day, so they cannot go out hunting, so it is better to stay offline.
Wait, saving the character's "energy" for the daytime in the server.
During the day, it is the home court of hunter players!
"Dear manager, we want to buy a piece of land."
Arriving in front of the manager, Fang Chang said respectfully while offering the silver coins that he and his teammates had earned over several days with both hands.
"This is 200 silver coins. My teammates and I have a total of 20 square meters."
The nearby players who were watching all cast envious glances at Fang Chang.
200 silver coins!
That’s enough to buy two guns!
Reaching out and taking the money bag from Fang Chang's hand, Chu Guang nodded, then took out a small notebook and handed it to Fang Chang, speaking in a businesslike tone.
"The plots purchased by individuals must be adjacent, the length and width must not differ by three times, and the shape must be square and regular. The plots purchased by groups can be combined for calculation. In addition, care must be taken during renovation and construction to not harm the facilities in the base or affect other residents."
Normal people wouldn't circle weird shapes, but players can't think like normal people after all. Setting the rules in more detail will also save yourself time.
He will teach this to Xiao Qi later.
After all, it’s troublesome to have to tell yourself every time.
"Can any location be used?" If possible, Fang Chang would like to buy it directly at the front door and connect it to the only exit of the resurrection point.
Chu Guang said.
"Only within the planning scope."
The main road leading from the sanatorium to the four gates is used for roads, and the open space at the main entrance of the sanatorium is also marked as a square... These are all written in a small book.
Fang Chang took the book and looked at it. Although he had expected it, he still felt a little regretful.
Sure enough, freedom is a relative concept, especially in online games. It is impossible for the game team to allow players to take advantage of loopholes. After all, there is not just one person playing in a server.
Even if someone takes advantage of the loophole, it can be fixed as a bug.
Why.
I really want to play the stand-alone version of Wasteland OL.
It must be so cool!
After some selection, the cow and horse team finally chose a 30-square-meter piece of land closest to the main entrance of the sanatorium.
As for why it is 30 square meters, it’s because Jun Jun and Brother Mosquito also joined in just now.
In fact, Mr. Garbage couldn't afford 50 silver coins originally, but Brother Mosquito lent him 40 silver coins, which was just enough, counting the only 10 silver coins he had.
Mr. Garbage said with a moved face.
"Dude! Thanks a lot!"
"You're welcome, one month's interest is 2 silver coins."
"Gan! There is still interest?!"
"Otherwise?" Brother Mosquito glanced at him sideways and chuckled, "I only charge you 5 cents of interest a month, which is enough. Just take it as a mortgage."
Junk Jun: "MMP!"
Brother Mosquito: "What did you say?"
Junk Jun: "I said you are the MVP!"
Is this guy really selling furniture?
He also knows how to make gunpowder, bows and crossbows, and he also lends money at usury...
Chu Guang looked strange when he heard this. He always felt that this person was being tortured, but it was difficult to say anything.
No matter what he does in "reality".
Anyway, I am just an NPC with no feelings.
"Master Manager!"
"Are you here to buy land too?" Chu Guang asked, looking at the player in front of him.
"Well, I want to buy it, but I haven't saved enough money and contribution yet," the player scratched his head in embarrassment, then remembered the purpose of his visit, and said quickly, "A lot of people came from the south of the sanatorium, ten of them.
Looks like this!"
Chu Guang was slightly stunned.
"so many people?"
And it comes from the south.
Could it be...
"There are more than twenty cows! There are many things on the cows' backs!"
Before the player could finish his words, Chu Guang immediately picked out 5 copper coins from his money bag and threw it into his hand.
"Go to the warehouse to pick up twenty kilograms of blue mushrooms and take them to the south gate to wait for me."
If the player happily accepts the reward, he will respectfully accept the task.