Chapter 53 53 I promised to come here to gain reputation, but why am I swimming?
Chapter 53 53. I promised to come here to gain reputation, but why am I an official in the game?
Ah Yu's post became a hot topic within five minutes of being posted. All players who had been offline or not yet online were frantically discussing the "favorability formula" summarized by Ah Yu under the post.
They didn't have any dissatisfaction with the improvement methods of other NPCs listed by Ah Yu, but they only had objections to the omission of "Lord Murphy" by Ah Yu.
Brother Meow Meow: [Why don’t you list Mr. Murphy’s preferences? Hurry up and write the ten-dollar one, I’ll wait and see.]
Lumina Yanghen: [It must be Ah Yuan who wants to enjoy Master Murphy’s love exclusively. Wow, what a cunning young slut.]
Ah Qian'en: [Don't be slanderous. It's not that I don't want to write, but Mr. Murphy has not shown any tendency to particularly like certain things so far.
If anything, he seems to be quite interested in some of our customs.
Several guys would be questioned by him when they said weird things, which made people really embarrassed. I guess this is because he uses a unique AI?]
Guiding three or five more battles: [Wrong! Mr. Murphy has something he likes, but you just didn’t realize it!]
Ah Qian'en: [??? Impossible! I have been observing secretly. There is no reason why I would miss such a big mistake. Tell me, what does Mr. Murphy like? 】
After three or five more guides: [Hey, isn’t this simple? He likes Mrs. Tris! Didn’t you see that when the two NPCs are together, Mr. Murphy is as good as a baby? So I guess,
The personal reputations of these two people should be linked.
Perhaps once Mrs. Tracey's favorability reaches a certain level, she will be able to open the option of giving gifts to Mr. Murphy.
No matter what happens, you can also get some information from Mrs. Tracey. Sir Murphy is her blood descendant. Who knows her child better than her?】
A'Yun: [!!!Yeah, I did overlook this point. The NPC in this game is quite intelligent. After increasing the favorability with Mrs. Tracey, I might be able to ask for some key information.
But one thing is for sure, no matter which NPC route the players plan to take in the future, Sir Murphy's reputation must be raised to the highest level.
He is the mainline NPC!
Without him, the plot would not be able to advance.】
Dump Truck Iai: [@All members, we found a new skill book! In the survivor camp, the final reward after starting the series of missions in Miss Miriam's camp is "Blood Vulture Swordsmanship: From Skilled to Mastery", but the requirements
At least 30 side tasks in the camp must be completed, and the final completion rate cannot be less than 70%.
Can any other brothers come online?
Come up and do the tasks together. There are so many tasks here that the three of us are simply too busy.】
Meow Meow King: [I can’t go up, brother, we’ve run out of game time today, you go ahead and explore the way for the brothers.]
The forklift man attacks: [Fuck you, the missions in this game are all one-time! Except for the main missions that can be shared and a few daily tasks, you can’t do it again after we have done it. However, there are more and more NPCs in the camp.
The more you use it, the dump truck and I just tried it, and basically every NPC can trigger a dialogue.
Many people have tasks, most of which are to go to the ruins of the city to find people or things. We only took part of them and left the rest to you.】
Leading the pigeon: [Steady brother! When I go online tomorrow, I will go to the camp as a coolie to carry bricks. But I remember that you have always been two people. How come there is a third one suddenly? 】
Dump truck Iai: [What, I brought my brother-in-law in too, cool guy with sunglasses.jpg]
Kuolai Miao Miao Sharda: [Is this the game world for middle-aged people? It’s so scary.]
At this time, in the survivor camp in the safe area outside Cadman City, the dusk light in the evening shone on the earth. The dump truck man closed the forum and stretched, looking back at the left-looking man behind him.
The newbie looking to the right grinned and said:
"How's it going? Didn't I trick you this time?"
"I thought you were joking before, but I didn't expect it to be true. Is this really a game that can be made with today's cutting-edge technology? Isn't the effect too real?"
The newly entered "full-risk semi-trailer" bounced on the spot and failed to fly.
Apparently Mother Earth in the game world was also afraid that her child would be seriously injured, so she restrained him with gravity. While feeling the various sensations coming from the body, the new player said to his brother-in-law:
"To be honest, my understanding of the game is still limited to the Sunwell version of WOW. Isn't the technology advancing too fast now?"
"Hey, I think this game is a good place to relax and retire."
The dump truck patted the full insurance semitrailer on the shoulder and said:
"There is a river not far from this abandoned city. It is a tributary of the main river in Transia. I heard that there are many kinds of awesome and delicious fish there. You can get yourself a fishing rod and sit there for a whole day.
If someone takes care of it, it will save your wife from quarreling with you."
"Who wants to quarrel with her? She's so annoying. She has to be nagged even if she catches a fish. It's not like I don't support my family. I've been busy for most of my life and can't I enjoy it?"
The insurance semi said with a grumble, and then followed the dump truck pushing a cart full of wood to the survivors' camp not far away.
These arms-thick pieces of wood were all chopped down by him a while ago. They were part of the camp construction task issued by Miss Miriam.
It stands to reason that the monster cleanup in Cadman City is in full swing, and new players like Full Insurance Semi should go to level up. However, like Dump Truck and Shovel, he is already over forty years old.
They really don't have much interest in killing and killing, they really just play this game to support their retirement.
Compared to those ferocious monsters and mysterious plots, they prefer the life-like but not boring scenes in front of them. The three guys have been "industrial guys" doing machining for the first half of their lives, and their passion for manufacturing and construction is more important than anything else.
Far above destruction.
"You two hurry up!"
As soon as I entered the camp, I heard Brother Shovel urging:
"Why did it take so long to cut down the wood? I'm not telling you to cut down the tree. Come on, put up the fence. I've asked the NPCs to come over and help. Next, I have to set up a tent for them. There's a lot going on today."
"Damn, I'm here to play games, not to fight dust, you're so annoying!"
The dump truck cursed, feeling that the shovel was out of professional habit and was being used as a coolie.
However, the all-insurance semi-truck next to him turned around and saw a group of NPCs moving things in a chaotic manner, but there were still many people doing nothing. Some people were quarreling over food distribution. At this time, all the male NPCs in the camp were transferred to the ruins of the city.
Over there, the only ones left here are women and children.
But just as noisy.
"This camp is not good!"
The full-risk semi suddenly shook his head, and while stepping forward to help erect the fence, he whispered to the dump truck and shovel:
"There are no rules at all, and no clear plan! Although the men who are prone to causing trouble have been removed, even women will get into trouble here. If we don't care about it, I guess there will be blood tonight.
Aren’t you talking about the intelligence of NPCs in this game? Why hasn’t the supervisor here come forward yet?”
"Intelligence does not mean omnipotence."
Shovel rolled his eyes and said:
"The supervisor here is a young girl who is at most twenty-three or four years old. It is said that she is a half-ling college student studying in a university. You have been working in human resources for more than 20 years and you know what a college student is like.
No matter how smart she is, this is the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair when she encounters this kind of thing. How much experience can she have? This is how it should be 100% realistic."
"Yes, this little girl Miriam doesn't even know her priorities."
The dump truck buried the cut tree deeply into the dug hole, waving the shovel in a dignified manner and saying:
"In a situation like this, we must first use thunderous means to suppress these refugees, and then use the remaining power to establish rules. Select capable people to take charge of professional matters. Those who serve food must be dedicated to serving food, and those who distribute supplies must also be responsible.
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The most important thing is where to live.
A few nights ago, everyone had just escaped and was still able to make ends meet, but if things are not sorted out tonight, there will probably be trouble.
Lord Murphy asked Maxim to kill seven unruly people before, which gave Miriam legitimacy and authority, but the girl didn't grasp it at all.
I doubt she even realizes why vampires must see blood in the camp.
Alas, I am too young. I only want to do my own thing well but ignore that not everyone is rational and I have never suffered a loss."
"The fight is about to start! Damn, it's so exciting! Look! He's pulling his hair."
The full insurance semitrailer exclaimed, and the dump truck and shovel who were directing several NPCs to work looked back.
Good guy, a group of female NPCs were already screaming and fighting in the place where the food was being served. They were pulling their hair and slapping them, making howling sounds like slaughtering pigs. A group of idle people were still watching the fun and making noises.
"It's so smart. It's exactly the same as what I've seen before."
Shovel curled his lips, picked up the shotgun next to him, raised the muzzle and pointed it in that direction.
The sound of gunshots quickly silenced the people in the chaos. Brother Shovel slowly put down the gun that was emitting smoke, used the calculation orb to translate what he wanted to say, and asked a teenage boy next to him to shout it out for him.
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"Everyone! Go back to where you belong! Mind your own hands. If you violate the rules again, you will be sent back to the city!"
This straightforward threat had a miraculous effect, and the women whose faces were still bleeding immediately lowered their heads and dispersed obediently.
They all escaped from the city and knew what it meant to be sent back. The people in front of them with silver dog tags around their necks were Lord Murphy's warriors, and they had no guts to mess with these vampires.
Just like my previous living habits in Cadman City.
"6, shovel!"
The dump truck laughed and hit the shovel on the shoulder.
The two of them had no other ideas and just did it casually, but Quanxuan, who had just entered the game, looked at this scene thoughtfully. He had a better understanding of the NPC intelligent role-playing that the game claims to be "absolutely real".
Clear understanding.
The NPC’s reaction to this random event is simply amazing!
They are almost modeled after those guys who like to cause trouble in reality.
"I said, brothers, how about we give the camp director some advice?"
After thinking for a few minutes, the full insurance semitrailer whispered to the dump truck and shovel:
"Even if you give me some suggestions, didn't Ayun's post say that this camp will become our novice village in the future? The safer it is, the better. We can't let it go on like this, right?"
"Make suggestions? How do you plan to make them?"
Shovel rolled his eyes and said:
"The language of these NPCs is systematic. We can't learn it at all in a while. The translation of the calculation orb also has a limit. It can translate up to 200 words at a time. I heard Miss Miriam said that this thing can be equipped with a microphone module.
, so that mutual communication can be achieved like simultaneous interpretation.
But those are high-end goods that are only circulated in halfling territory, not in poor places like Transia."
"We don't need to talk to her face to face!"
The all-insurance semi-trailer shook his head and pointed to the teenage children next to him who were assigned to help them with the work. He said:
"They can be responsible for the translation. We just need to outline the rules. It's just a matter of a few sentences. It's up to the NPC to decide whether to adopt it or not.
And I also want to see how realistic this game can be?
If her intelligence level is really high, then she will definitely give us feedback after submitting this proposal.
You might even get items as rewards.
Although we don’t fight monsters, since we are playing games, getting good equipment is also an important part of the game experience. Speaking of which, they are organizing a dungeon, let’s try it tomorrow too?”
"It makes sense!"
The dump truck's eyes lit up.
The three middle-aged men immediately gathered together to whisper, and used the note-taking function of the shovel's calculation orb to write out an outline of about 500 words. They found a little girl who could read and write and asked her to copy it down with pen and paper.
Send it to camp director Miriam.
After finishing all this, the three brothers happily started to lead the NPCs to build the fence again.
Shovel also plans to build a simple barbecue grill to grill a few rabbits.
This game has a complete diet and excretion system. If you don't eat for a long time, the characters will become weak. This made Shovel keenly discover that the catering industry in the game is also a promising thing.
By the way, when he was young, becoming a barbecue chef was actually one of his "career plans" in life. Who would have thought that this small wish would come true under such circumstances?
In the big tent at the camp, Miss Miriam, who was under great pressure due to lack of sleep and the increasing number of people in the camp that was difficult to manage, was looking at a few red hairs in her hand with melancholy.
It had only been two or three days before she began to lose her hair due to too much stress.
She already knows why outstanding graduates from the administration department are all bald. It is really easy to lose hair in this field!
Moreover, she clearly felt the limitations of the practical application of the professional knowledge she had learned in the Administration Department of Shardo University. She felt that everything in the camp was a mess, and she didn't know how to act if she wanted to get started.
It's like an unsolvable mess.
The most important thing is that she lacks qualified helpers.
Murphy's men couldn't even move into the city, so how could they have time to help her manage the camp?
Moreover, the unlucky vampire also acted as a hand-off shopkeeper and gave her the management rights of the survivor camp. If she did not do well, it would mean that the last dignity she had worked hard to maintain would be shattered.
Maybe you will be secretly laughed at by that annoying Maxim! Then knowledge and rationality will really lose to superstition and foolish loyalty!
Can this be tolerated?
Just when Miriam felt like her head was going to explode, the advice of three middle-aged men came to her. It was no exaggeration to say that it was like a traveler in the desert seeing a handful of clear springs.
Are these three people Murphy's warriors?
Then loyalty is definitely no problem.
Moreover, the suggestions they wrote were concise, clear, and highly implementable.
This shows that they must have previous management experience.
Isn’t this enough to live together?
Miriam's eyes lit up.
Suddenly I remembered Murphy's previous instructions to fully tap into the courage and wisdom of his warriors. Well, did that vampire mean this?
Miriam felt enlightened for a moment!
Her eyes became brighter and brighter as she looked at this suggestion, and then she immediately stood up, straightened her appearance, and strode out of the tent.
A few minutes later, the middle-aged trio looked at their player interface in stunned silence. On it was the mission just sent to them by Miss Miriam, who looked sincere in front of them:
[Task name: Thirst for talent!
Mission content: Miss Miriam, the director of the survivor camp, saw your amazing talents. She was extremely short of assistants and decided to grant you the privilege of "survivor camp manager" to help her improve and manage the entire camp, so as to live up to Murphy.
adults' expectations for her.
Mission goal: Develop rules and regulations for the survivor camp and help the camp complete village and town construction.
