For most of the survivors in District 13, their lives after being occupied by players do not seem to have brought much change.
In order to prevent possible raids, Mrs. Generosity herself did not choose to stay here for a long time. Although she has high authority and can exit this world at any time, it is obvious that Tang Ji can always seize the opportunity to surprise people. Mrs. Generosity does not want to take a gamble
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After all, for superhumans like Tangji and Surte, their attack speed is often faster than the reaction speed of the human brain.
However, Mrs. Bountiful’s policy has begun to take effect in District 13. The players did not take over everything here and turn it into a hell on earth like the special zone. Instead, they chose to establish rule here in a softer way.
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At least for the survivors at this stage, most survivors have no idea that the current ruling class are players.
It was only when the conflict ended and the new regime's first order announced that they would select bodies from all survivors for players to descend that people realized that this was a continuation of the war before the Apocalypse.
But it is undeniable that the impact of the Apocalypse and the Great Storm has made the human race's threshold for suffering higher.
The vast majority of survivors who have experienced the Apocalypse Day have calmly accepted this status quo. They are tired. After paying so much and experiencing so much, these players are still alive as tenaciously as parasites, and they live longer than
They're better -
The fact is that they have already lost this war, even though they have sacrificed so much and destroyed most of civilization.
As for those survivors born after the new era, they do not have a very deep understanding of the concept of players. They just passively accept this status quo. Whether it is the Taha Gang or players, as long as they can provide them with safety
As long as they have a place to live and enough food to eat, they don't care who rules them.
The reason why the Taha Gang was so cohesive back then was because they had a common object of hatred and huge external pressure. All of this condensed them into a diamond-like destructive and dynamic organization, but now the external pressure no longer exists.
, even human civilization outside does not exist anymore. The new era generation does not identify with the Taha Gang as strongly as the older generation.
Mrs. Bountiful has an insight into all this. She has learned so much knowledge and theory in the twenty-five years in the shelter. She has a deep understanding of human organization, and she has already learned about the Taha Gang as early as the Great Storm.
The organization conducted an in-depth analysis and predicted the possible reactions to this action.
According to the needs of Maslow's theory proposed by humans, what the shelter can provide is only the most basic survival needs. It cannot even meet the most basic safety needs. In order to obtain more materials and expand the territory needed for survival,
, the survivors need to venture into the wasteland to find supplies left behind by the Apocalypse, fight against the harsh weather, and face dangerous predators.
Of course, there is the most inevitable one, so there is no need to guard against threats from players all the time.
And now that the players have occupied the entire Thirteenth District, the most important accusation against the survivors in District Thirteen can be removed. They no longer need to guard against threats from the players, because they are now on the same camp as the players.
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In addition, Mrs. Generosity also put forward more stringent requirements for the use of the body——
Players are not allowed to harm the body at will, whether it is the body used by others or the body used by themselves.
Players are not allowed to harm or kill indigenous people at will within the thirteenth area.
All uses of the body are temporary and paid. Players need to pay corresponding materials according to the intensity and duration of using the body. Of course, the settlement is currently settled in the form of points. The body itself or the immediate family members of the body can
Use points to redeem corresponding supplies from players.
If the player causes irreversible damage or death to the body through his own actions, the pioneers will compensate these relatives of the body a considerable sum of points.
This is the new rule Madam Generous made for the players, and he announced this rule to all survivors in the entire Thirteenth District.
Judging from the material reserves that the players currently have, they cannot use nearly unlimited supplies to swamp these survivors like they did before the Apocalypse Day, but at least the points they provide can be exchanged for rewards that far exceed those of the survivors in District 13.
All the jobs you can get your hands on.
I have to say that this is an effective strategy, at least in the eyes of Mikkelsen and Philip, it is very effective.
Because the players even wrote down the number of bodies they currently need, their requirements for the bodies, and the types of work they will accomplish using these bodies, all written in a detailed list for all survivors to see.
"According to the points exchange table they issued, they are now willing to pay five times the normal standard for work such as going out to obtain resources." Philip's face was a bit ugly, partly because he had just been awakened from hibernation.
, and it was not a normal wake-up procedure. He was still in a state of irritability. On the other hand, it was because most of the old friends he knew had died in previous conflicts.
Moreover, those players were using the materials stored by the Taha Gang to win people's hearts. He didn't believe that the players could transport the materials in their inventory to the Thirteenth District so quickly. Eighty percent of the materials they used to pay for their rewards were those that had been lying in the Taha Gang's warehouses before.
The ones in the warehouse
"It's been a day and a night, and Tang Ji didn't show up. I feel like there's something wrong. I need more intelligence support. Don't you have any secret communication facilities?" Mikkelsen asked Philip, he didn't care at all.
What kind of material loss? He just wanted to know what happened outside during the 24 hours when he lost contact with the outside world?
The methods and ideas revealed by Mrs. Generosity gave Mikkelsen a sense of crisis. After he and Tang Ji teamed up to destroy the world, if the players suddenly showed gentle methods, he didn't know what these survivors would do.
What choice.
After all, for these ordinary people, who is the enemy? Perhaps a new answer has emerged now. The killings and losses caused by the players are far less than they are.
"Don't you know if we have secret communication facilities here?" Philip said to Mikkelsen in a questioning tone.
They are now hiding in a secret safe house, and this is the sixth safe house they have replaced. There are two safe houses. Even Philip himself does not know that Mikkelsen led him to find them.
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"You know what? Your dungeon sucks." Mikkelsen said to Philip in a positive tone.
Wang Zhengdao is the best space system super human in the world. He can easily jump from one end of the earth to the other side and back again.
His understanding of space is completely in two dimensions compared with ordinary humans. Even people like Wu Qianying cannot compare with Wang Zhengdao in this field.
Leave professional matters to professionals, this is Wu Qianying's strategy, so she sent Wang Zhengdao here and let him find a way to understand how this special space that makes up the copy was formed.
However, the theory is a theory and the plan is a plan. Wang Zhengdao has been sitting here for a whole day and found nothing.
Tang Ji is also here to accompany a boring day, but overall the process is not boring. Sitting on a 25,000-meter-high platform to watch the sunset and sunrise is a very novel experience for anyone, and even more
What's more, it's still in such a special location.
Because of the special materials that make up the boundary of the copy, most of the time you can't even tell where the sky and its boundary are. It feels like you are sitting directly in the sky.
And it is rare to be quiet here. Since Tang Ji woke up, the past 24 hours have been the quietest 24 hours he has ever experienced, as if even the wind has avoided this place.
But no matter what, Tang Ji is furious and a person with a fiery personality.
A moment's pause is a kind of rest for him, and a long time of waiting is a test of his patience.
As we all know, Tang Ji's nickname is unhappy, but an unhappy nickname is called impatience.
"How long are you going to sit here?" Tang Ji completed a round of endurance training in the sea of clouds. He measured the specific dimensions of the entire plane by running. A 100-kilometer brisk run is not enough for people like Tang Ji.
This is a suitable warm-up exercise.
"Listen, your girlfriend asked me to come here. I don't know what to do. I'm just trying my luck here." Wang Zhengdao stood up and moved his numb legs and feet, smiling bitterly.
complained.
Just when Tang Ji wanted to say something more, a ripple spread to the distance on the plane beneath his feet.
That ripple was transmitted from another plane to the northwest of the copy. Based on Tang Ji's superficial understanding of the copy, something should have hit that plane, so he instinctively glanced at Wang Zhengdao, just like in the past.
that period of time.
Not surprisingly, Wang Zhengdao instantly understood what Tang Ji meant, and put his hand on his shoulder. The two of them disappeared in the blink of an eye. When they reappeared, they were already at the edge of the plane in the direction of the ripples. Everything was there.
The tacit understanding is like it used to be.
At this time, several warships of different sizes on the sea were cutting through the waves, using different weapons to attack an inconspicuous small white line in the sea.
Those were the traces left by Villalba's dash through the water. Due to the impact of the big storm, these warships that could barely travel on the sea were not equipped with fire control systems, and the radars could not be used normally. They could only
Using ancient tactics that were similar to World War I and World War II, they attacked that flexible figure.
"These damn artillery and torpedoes can't keep up with him! We need more powerful weapons! Where are the machine guns? Use anti-aircraft machine guns to shoot! Blow that son of a bitch to pieces for me!" The resurrected Nolde said on the battleship
Jumping like a thunderbolt.
The last time he was killed by the opponent, there was no room for resistance, but this time he came back with more people and more ships.
Four battleships, this is what players can find now, all ships that can travel normally on the sea.
If this operation fails again, it may take two to three months to find another ship to complete the task.
boom!
With a loud noise, the 250 mm caliber naval gun L once again completed loading and fired. The shell burst straight through the air, then touched the sea level at a height of about two meters, and directly hit the boundary of the copy.
The explosion instantly caused a ripple, which quickly spread upward along the surface of the dungeon boundary and once again passed by the feet of Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao.
Such an attack is entirely responsible for Villalba's lack of fear, and the gunners who control the ship's guns are also fools. They can't find enough indigenous crew members to help drive the ship, and those responsible for firing the cannons are basically players.
For players, compared to hitting the target, what they are doing now is just listening to the noise and joining in the fun.
For example, those old mechanical torpedoes do not advance as fast as the target's swimming speed in the water, but players still enjoy it and throw them into the water one after another.
For Villalba, the appearance of these people is more like new fun in a boring life.
After confirming that bullets could not cause damage to him, Villalba even thought for a while that this was some kind of more intense game, and fought with the players for a long time until they brought a bigger boat and started using it.
Up to naval guns and anti-aircraft machine guns.
Only then did Villalba realize that these people came with hostility. At the same time, this was the first time he knew what hostility was.
He didn't know why these people wanted to hurt him, but he knew very well that now he wanted to crush these people into pieces and sink them to the bottom of the sea!
At a distance of twenty-five kilometers, even superhuman beings like Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao could not clearly see what was happening on the sea. They could only vaguely see some firelight.
"Have you ever jumped from such a high height before?" Tang Ji looked at the sea and asked with interest.
"I know what you are thinking, I don't want to, thank you!" Wang Zhengdao rejected Tang Ji's proposal without hesitation, but the next second he was pushed down by Tang Ji.
"Use your legs more sometimes, don't use space to jump wherever you go." Tang Ji said and jumped down himself.
A free fall from a height of 25 kilometers took about 15 minutes to land from the top to the bottom. Wang Zhengdao naturally did not want to waste this time. He cheated in mid-air and directly used space jump to reach the sea level.
Then he just raised his head and stared blankly, and Tang Ji fell from the sky, intending to laugh at him severely.
However, at this time, Tang Ji regained control of the ability of the air stamper in the sky, and continued to accelerate in the air. Just a few minutes later, like a rocket, he plunged into the sea, splashing huge waves several meters high!