This Game Is Too Realistic

"Generator? What does that thing do?"

Now, the cafeteria of Jinling University.

Looking at Professor Yanfeng who was sitting across the dining table and asking sincere questions, Professor Wang Haiyang stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand.

He didn't know much about Professor Yan. He only knew that he was from the Department of Physics and that he was about the same age as himself, both around thirty years old.

I can’t remember when I added WeChat, and I’ve never chatted since I added it. I am from the Engineering Management Institute, and I have no working relationship with him.

But just today, he suddenly received an invitation from Professor Yan and made an appointment for lunch in the cafeteria, saying that he wanted to ask him about something.

To be honest, when I saw the words "ask for advice", Professor Wang thought it was about the project. However, after attending the appointment, I didn't expect that he asked such a strange question.

The conversation continued in a chatty atmosphere.

Iwakaze explained.

"...I recently read a book about the end of the world. I want to know if a similar situation really happens, how will the survivors solve the power problem?"

"Which of the things in it are more realistic for you depends on how the author writes it," Professor Wang Haiyang said with a smile, "But your question is quite interesting, the end of the world... It depends on what type of end of the world it is, and the world How many days have passed since the end of the world?"

He also liked it quite a lot, but he only read articles about cultivating immortals and less about apocalyptic themes.

To be honest, he never thought that one day he would have such a serious discussion with his colleagues in the university.

"The setting is two hundred years after the nuclear war."

"Two hundred years? Nuclear war?" Professor Wang Haiyang was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly, "That may be a bit troublesome. Unprotected electronic equipment will be damaged by the electromagnetic pulse generated by nuclear explosions. The more sophisticated the instruments, the harder it is to survive. "

"Is there any way?" Yanfeng frowned.

"Yes, there are. For example, you can usually find backup diesel generators in residential properties or restaurants. This is not a very sophisticated piece of equipment, but it has probably been plundered over the past two hundred years. And even if it has not been plundered, , without maintenance for a long time, 80% of the parts inside will have aged. And fuel is also a problem. In the last two hundred years... we can't expect to still find gasoline in gas stations. "

Wang Haiyang touched his chin, thought for a moment and continued.

"But it's not completely impossible."

"What can I do?" Yanfeng asked immediately.

"Generally speaking, every car has a recyclable generator. As long as the rotor is rotated, it can produce stable 12V DC power. It should be usable after repair. Small-scale power generation, such as lighting, etc., 12V voltage It's enough. If you can find an inverter, it's not impossible to convert DC power into 240V AC power... Is it necessary to take notes on this?"

Looking at Yan Feng who took out a small notebook and took notes seriously, Wang Haiyang looked confused.

, as for being so serious?

Yanfeng pushed up his glasses and said as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, please continue."

Wang Haiyang: "..."

He had always heard people say that people in the academy were all freaks, and he thought it was a stereotype.

Now, he somewhat believes it.

…

Wasteland.

Vault 404.

Chu Guang slept on the floor in the residents' hall and woke up at four in the morning. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pop-up window prompting the system.

[Congratulations to the host, you have unlocked the achievement "Novice Guide" (the player has been online for more than 8 hours continuously on the first day of login)]

[Reward: +10 reward points]

Is there such a good thing?

When I wake up, I can draw the blind box again.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Chu Guang opened the system and selected the [Manager Allowance] subpage in the interface.

After hesitating between the junior blind box worth 1 bonus point and the intermediate blind box worth 10 bonus points, Chu Guang finally pressed all his "chips" on the button of the intermediate blind box while praying silently in his heart.

I beg you.

But don’t smoke any cough syrup!

Light blue light flashed.

Under Chu Guang's nervous gaze, the alloy door on the wall of the residents' hall opened, and a plastic-encapsulated syringe appeared on the platform.

【Muscle cell strengthening injection. (Small and permanent increase in muscle strength, use interval of 24 hours, the effect will decrease after repeated use)]

"Permanently improve muscle strength?"

This thing is a good thing!

Chu Guang did not hesitate, and immediately tore open the outer packaging and took off the needle cap. However, to his surprise, he did not see the needle.

By the way, how do you use this thing?

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Guang put the head of the needle on his arm and pressed the button on the tail that seemed to be a switch. My arm felt like it was stung by something, and then...

There's no after that.

"Is this the end?"

Chu Guang was a little dazed and punched, but he didn't feel any obvious changes in his body.

Has it expired?

After all, it was something from two hundred years ago...

Out of caution, Chu Guang still gave himself a physical examination.

And when he got the test results, his confusion was finally answered.

【

ID: Chu Guang

Gene Sequence: Manager

Level: LV.5

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 9

Agility: 6

Constitution: 7

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6

】

"The gene development progress has not changed, but the strength and physique have increased by 1 point each... Hey, there is something!"

Under normal circumstances, if a 20-year-old adult male does not receive special training, his strength and physique are usually 5 points, and the number 5 is also the baseline value of each attribute.

In other words, this 1 point of strength and physique is equivalent to 20% of the physical fitness of a normal adult male.

Chu Guang is now only 1 point away from the strength attribute and can have twice the strength of a normal adult male.

Looking at the updated attribute panel, Chu Guang wondered whether he should do some push-ups to try, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that a new task had been updated in the [Administrator Log].

When he opened it and took a look, Chu Guang was stunned.

Good guy.

Before going to bed yesterday, there was only one unfinished branch left. Today, the number of unfinished tasks directly increased to 20+!

The types of tasks are also varied.

From the not-so-difficult tasks of "hunting an alien species", "hoarding 5 tons of wood", and "hoarding 100L of fresh water" to "repairing the exterior wall of the sanatorium" and "repairing the second floor wall of the sanatorium" which are very difficult at a glance. Troublesome tasks are all available.

As for the rewards, they range from a minimum of 1 point to a maximum of 20 points.

These tasks all have a unified label - "daily".

"What does daily mean? Will it be refreshed every day?" Chu Guang couldn't help but complain.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

The shelter system cannot speak, and Xiaoqi is standing guard in the nursing home outside. He is the only one in the shelter.

Chu Guang silently calculated in his mind that if he could complete all 20 tasks, he would receive a total of 150 reward points.

Of course, at least three-quarters of the reward points are not so easy to obtain, at least they cannot be obtained in a day or two.

Chu Guang fell into thinking.

If you had to do all these tasks by yourself, you would definitely be exhausted. But if it is left to the players to do it, it seems that they only need to pay a few "contribution points".

Thinking of this, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

There are markers in the drawer of the computer desk.

Holding the pen, Chu Guang took the elevator to the surface without saying a word. After searching the sanatorium, he found a plastic board that had not been picked up and burned by the scavengers.

Dusting off the dust on the plastic board, Chu Guang took a marker and drew two lines on it, then wiped it off and nodded with satisfaction.

"good."

Erasable and writable.

It’s you!

After spending some time, Chu Guang selected a few tasks from the [Administrator's Log] that the players were expected to complete and wrote them on the plastic board.

[Collect wood (requirement: can be used as building materials): 1 contribution point per meter. 】

[Looking for water storage container (Material: plastic, metal. Shape: barrel, pot. Requirement: the bigger the better!): 1~10 contribution points. 】

[Search for recyclable waste: 1~? Contribution points. 】

【……】

"Done!"

I glanced at the time and saw that it was now 4:30 in the morning, still an hour and a half before the agreed go-on time.

Chu Guang was not idle. He returned to the shelter, turned on his computer, checked the backend of the official website, and found that the number of reservations had increased by 10 compared to last night.

Now there are 35 people.

It seems that yesterday's discussion in the group still had a certain drainage effect, and ten more fresh leeks raised their hands.

However, Chu Guang thought, it seemed that the user potential of the "Cow Horse Club" should be squeezed to the limit.

After all, this is just a game group with about a hundred people. The active users can be counted on one hand. Maybe these 35 people are all living people.

"Is it time to consider a different promotion method?"

It is not practical to place advertisements. The official website of Wasteland OL is not registered in China. Maybe the server is not even on the earth.

And there's another problem here.

Once traffic is diverted from a larger traffic pool, a large number of "low-quality users" will inevitably flood in, that is, people who cause trouble.

These people may have clicked yes just for fun, or they may have clicked it accidentally.

Recruiting players like this will only lead to trouble.

"The threshold for reservations must be raised..."

Chu Guang thought in his heart and silently wrote down this matter.

Later, let Xiaoqi make some changes to the official website, such as adjusting the reservation options from the first-level page to the second-level page, and it is necessary to register an account and fill in the phone number and delivery address to make an appointment.

Although this shelter system does not seem to require players to fill in a delivery address, doing so can at least screen out some unsteady players and "invalid reservations."

What if someone makes reservations for multiple devices?

Or simply robot + virtual machine?

But after thinking about it, Chu Guang threw away the question.

Since the system can accurately deliver the helmet to the user, there must be a way to identify the person who made the reservation.

It's a bit unfounded to worry about it so much.

"The new main mission hasn't been triggered yet. It should be because the conditions are not met."

"Ignore the daily tasks for now, the key thing is the remaining 'branch line' - which requires a 10KW generator."

Electricity is a big problem.

It can't be that the shelter is in the future era, and primitive society is still living on the surface.

For Chu Guang, who comes from modern society, there is no difference from primitive society without electricity.

"Let's think about how to solve the problem of the generator!"

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