This Game Is Too Realistic

On the streets of Boulder City, the closed doors and windows were rattled by the wind.

There were no pedestrians on the street, only in the middle of the road, a group of poor people in ragged clothes were pushing carts of snow to be dumped outside the city.

In the slums on the edge of the outer wall, there are crushed shacks everywhere. Unkempt people brave the howling wind and snow to search for missing relatives and friends in the snowdrifts. Others stood numbly beside the collapsed shacks, or knelt on the ground to pray.

The wind-blown wooden pole was left unattended at the entrance of the slum. Two loudspeakers were tied to it with wires, and they intermittently emitted that annoying glib tone.

"Hello, dear listeners, this is the Voice of Boulder City, and I am your dearest host, Mr. House."

"Just ten minutes ago, a sudden blizzard swept across the southern part of the River Valley Province. This blizzard is expected to last for two hours, but please don't worry, in front of the towering giant wall, whether it is raging waves or roaring Even the cold wind can't hurt us at all! Under the leadership of the great city lord, we are invincible!"

"However, our neighbors are not so lucky."

"Although our observation station cannot see the situation in our neighbors' homes due to heavy snow blocking the view, I can imagine what a miserable scene it must be."

"If your house collapses, please don't feel sad, the Far Wind Hotel will always welcome you!"

"This will be your second home!"

A sudden snowstorm caused a mess in the entire northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Especially the young players who played in the Yumu District. Fortunately, the VM came with a map and compass function, otherwise they would have almost not come out of the forest.

There are trenches and foxholes left by the legions everywhere here. People step into the trenches without leaving a sound. Occasionally, you can touch the dead people who have not been eaten by jackals, hyenas and rats.

Overall, players were not too affected by the blizzard.

Even if someone occasionally gets into trouble, they can send a distress signal through the map. When nearby players see it, most of them will enthusiastically rush over to help.

However, compared to the optimism of players, the situation of NPC is not so optimistic.

Two of the tribesmen's wooden houses collapsed, and a cowshed collapsed.

Chu Guang issued a mission and asked Teng Teng, who often dealt with the tribesmen, to send them two boxes of bandages. He also asked players with rescue and veterinary experience to help rescue the wounded and livestock.

As for the brick factories and industrial areas along the river, they are in pretty good condition.

Since the houses are all made of bricks, they are not greatly affected by the blizzard. The workers all stay in the factory, and the temperature inside is much higher than outside, so keeping warm is not a big problem.

However, over at Jiujiu Farm, the situation was a bit grim.

Although the "bubble houses" the Pioneer helped build were fine, and some of the brick houses built later were also good, when we arrived at the refugee camp at the east gate, it was a complete mess.

The houses of nomads are made of wood after all, and most of them can withstand snowstorms fairly well.

Most of the shacks that these refugees live in are made of scraps such as aluminum alloy plates and steel bars picked up from the wasteland. Not to mention being able to withstand snowstorms, if the wind is slightly stronger, they will be blown everywhere. fly.

Facing this sudden blizzard, the entire refugee camp's shacks can only be described as "completely wiped out."

The entire camp seemed to be razed to the ground!

"Is this our new home?" Looking at the messy camp in front of him, the man standing at the entrance of the camp had confusion written on his frozen face.

The remains of the shack.

Trash buried in snow.

and the wounded lying on stretchers.

Standing behind the man were a group of villagers carrying large and small bags. They came from Dongliu Camp. Many of them had just escaped death from the butcher's knife of predators, and they still had injuries on their bodies that had only been briefly bandaged.

After a night's rest at the New United Gas Station, they were placed in the first group to go to Changchun Farm.

However

When they walked here with longing for a new life and braved a sudden snowstorm, they saw a scene like this.

The longing for a new life can't help but be cast into a haze.

"So where is the camp?"

"Maybe not in the first place"

"I'm starting to miss my cabin, I just built it a fireplace damn it."

"Don't think about it, there's no going back there."

While the villagers from Dongliu Camp were silently looking at everything in front of them, the refugees standing in the messy camp were also looking at them.

Most of those eyes were filled with suspicion and vigilance.

Although new people would occasionally join them in the past, there had never been so many people at one time as today, more than a hundred people.

"Is the disaster so serious?"

“Bone-chewing chaos is spreading.”

"Here comes the big-horned deer, please protect us and keep us safe."

Jiu Xun, who was leading his tribe to search and rescue his compatriots, frowned when he saw these new refugees, then turned back to the camp to find his brother.

in the crowd.

Mashan was shivering from the cold, his lips were trembling and his eyes were desperate.

"I told you that we should have fled south long ago. Now, hell is everywhere and we have no way out."

The soldier in the exoskeleton had said that he would take him to see the administrator, but so far, except for a guard coming to ask him a few questions, the matter seemed to have disappeared.

Maybe the manager didn't want to see him.

There was no hope of entering the shelter, and there was only despair in his heart.

The cold north wind cut into his face like a knife, and he felt the eyes of a pair of eyes behind him. Ma Li's Adam's apple moved, and his neck felt as if it was frozen.

"If not, I'll go find the manager."

After all, he was the one who agreed to the shelter's transfer plan on behalf of the Dongliu Camp.

After hearing his son's words, Ma Zhanqiu slowly shook his head.

“When everyone is in trouble, it’s hard to turn to anyone.”

No one has the obligation to save them.

The only one who can save them is themselves.

After a moment of silence, he looked back at the villagers and shouted in a hoarse but still loud voice.

"It seems that warm blankets and hot soup will have to wait for a while."

"The wounded, the elderly and children looked at the luggage, and the others followed me."

"Our saviors are in trouble and we have to help them!"

Survivors from Dongliu Camp joined the search and rescue efforts.

Thanks to their participation, more people buried under the snow were soon lifted out.

Many people were still breathing weakly, but they were all still alive, just frozen.

They were carried to makeshift trenches, which provided some shelter from the wind and snow.

The guards set up temporary rescue stations on the trenches, gathered the injured for rescue, and helped the injured with fractures to fix their injured limbs.

Because the truck broke down on the road, Chu Guang was delayed for a while. The second half of the journey was to the long-lasting farm on foot.

After arriving at the farm, he quickly found Luca who was directing the search and rescue work at the east gate.

It happened that the captain of the guard, Wan Wan, and the person in charge of the refugee camp, Jiuli, were also here.

Chu Guang went straight to the point without any pleasantries.

"How's the situation?"

Luka looked solemn and said in a heavy tone.

"Sir, the disaster in the refugee camp is very serious. Almost all the shacks have been destroyed. I have arranged for the laborers of Jiujiu Farm to put down their work and go to support the search and rescue work. So far, 7 people have been confirmed dead and injured. 21, and there are still two people who haven’t been found, which is probably a sign of danger.”

Chu Guang's mood sank slightly.

Jiuli, who was standing aside, followed closely.

"Sir, the original camp is no longer habitable. Please allow us to enter the farm. We can promise you that we will not cause you any trouble."

Before Chu Guang spoke, Wanwan looked at Jiuli and said for him.

"Even if you enter the farm, there won't be enough rooms for you. New apartments are still being built. Even if you come in, you can only build bunks on the vacant land. This won't solve any problem."

Jiuli said anxiously.

"At least the wall can block some of the wind."

"How is that possible?" Wrench shook his head and said, "The roof of our guard station was blown away, and I just had someone pick it up."

Jiuli was speechless for a moment and wanted to say something. Seeing this, Old Luka also persuaded him.

"Wrench is telling the truth, and even if we let all of you in, it wouldn't make it any better."

What Wrench said was indeed true. Changjiu Farm could not accommodate so many people.

The size of the refugee camp has grown from 187 people at the beginning to nearly 300 people now. Coupled with the more than 100 households of villagers in Dongliu Camp, the population may exceed 500.

The dormitories left for them by the crew of the Pioneer only had a total of 200 single rooms, more than half of which had been rented by players active in the Changjiu Farm and Elm District areas as places to log off. The other half was used to provide jobs to those who had found jobs on permanent farms.

The two "refugee home" apartments currently under construction only have a total of more than 400 rooms. Even if the construction of the third one starts immediately, it will not be available until the spring of next year at the earliest.

Letting people in only treats the symptoms, not the root cause, and cannot solve any problems. At most, it can give them some psychological comfort.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and looked at the wrench.

"Do you have a map of the northern suburbs of Qingquan City with you? I mean the paper map."

"Take it with you, sir."

Wanwan immediately took out a map from his arms and handed it to Chu Guang's hands.

Chu Guang unfolded the map and stared at it for a while, finally settling on an abandoned department store not far from the new industrial zone.

His cattle and horse team had previously discovered a personal shelter there, and Boss Xia's workbench was found there.

Chu Guang still remembered clearly that there was a two-story underground garage with a very large space. The radioactive materials and slime mold alien species inside had been eliminated before.

Although a small amount of alien species may have spread there during this period, the number should not be large, and it will not be difficult to clean up.

The most important thing is that the location of this department store is not too far from here, only about five kilometers, and it is close to the new industrial zone. It may be possible to find some jobs for some of the people.

The only shortcomings may be ventilation problems and hygiene problems, but these problems are minor problems in the face of severe snowstorms.

Before next spring, Chu Guang plans to temporarily resettle the refugees here. The conditions here are not very good, but it is better than fending for themselves in the wilderness.

Chu Guang drew a circle on the map with a pen, handed it to Jiuli who was standing aside, and gave instructions.

"The area around Jiujiu Farm is full of wasteland. Apart from withered dwarf trees and shrubs, there is just undulating mud. There is no place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there are not enough materials for you to rebuild in a short time. Camp.”

"I don't know when this blizzard will come again. It is not a wise choice to build a new camp. Before the end of winter, we must use the ruins left by the pre-war society to build a temporary shelter. I know this is not easy, alien species , there are many problems in the disease that need to be overcome, but this is the only option right now that can allow more people to survive."

"I need you to organize your manpower to bring the refugees to the resettlement area on the map. I will arrange for people from the guard to help you build temporary shelters there."

"A batch of wood will be sent to you later, and I will arrange manpower to help you make fuel. I will try my best to find a solution for the food issue, and the rationing standards will be the same as when I was here. I can't guarantee how good it will be, but I It guarantees that no one will die of hunger or cold.”

Although he felt heavy, Jiuli also knew in his heart that this was the most realistic choice.

He shook his head slightly and said respectfully.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord."

Whether it was to appease the refugees or arrange transfer work, it took time. Jiuli did not delay here and quickly turned around and left with the map and the manager's promise.

After asking Luka to assist him and explaining the work, Chu Guang was not idle. He then used the authority of the manager to publish unrestricted tasks in the task channel.

This task will be posted at the door of the warehouse at the same time, for newbies who have not yet obtained a VM.

Mission: The long-term farm needs wood!

Release target: all players

outpost.

A group of newbies gathered in front of the task notice board at the entrance of the warehouse, staring at the line of words on the list, their eyes wishing to bulge out.

Mission: The long-term farm needs wood!

Requirements: Cut down marked trees in the selected area and drag the felled trees to the designated location for loading.

Reward: Each tree will reward 2 silver coins, 5 contribution points, and 10 regional reputation long-term farm.

There were voices of discussion all around, and the voices without exception were full of surprise and surprise.

Even unbelievable!

"Holy shit? Two silver coins per tree?!"

"Give me 5 contribution points and 10 reputation points!"

"Oh my god, is this a limited time event? Why are the rewards so high!"

As we all know, a liver emperor with LV0 can only earn 10 silver coins a day.

After LV3, the daily income will gradually increase to 1520 silver.

The reason why this is the case is determined by the game's mechanism. Early contribution points will have a greater effect than silver coins. After reaching the citizen level, the monetary benefits will increase with the tide.

The operator's explanation is that only those who have made sufficient contributions to the shelter deserve to enjoy the fruits of previous efforts and occupy more "social resources."

For ordinary daily tasks, the reward for cutting down a tree is only 5 copper coins, and the smaller one may be only 2 copper coins.

But now, it has doubled by 4 times!

And there is no income cap!

Not only new players, but also many veteran players above LV6 are excited to see such inflated rewards.

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Could it be that the AI ​​made a mistake when issuing the mission? This income is too unreasonable. The strength system is not allowed to reach the sky?! I strongly request to plan a mission that adds agility system and can earn money quickly!"

Commander Quan Shui: "1, the intelligence department is going to cry."

Killing chickens at midnight: "The logging convoy is starting. Is there anyone following? The speed is private."

Kakarot: "Brother Killer, take me with you! Hahaha, I am a power type!"

Elf King Fugui: "Brothers, let's go! Before Planner Dog discovers this bug, let's quickly send silver coins to the sky!"

The person under the knife said: "I'm so angry!"

Quit smoking: “Here’s Ollie!”

A group of players marched towards the Elm District in a mighty manner.

Especially the strength players, all of them were as excited as 200-pound children. The logging axes in the warehouse were all sold out, and they vowed to chop down a piece of the sky.

Different from previous logging tasks, this time the felling area is specified, and NPCs mark the trees. Only the marked trees can be felled to obtain rewards.

The total area of ​​the development area is approximately 10 acres, which is a rectangular area on the map. All pine and cypress trees with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters and a height of more than 10 meters are marked.

Three guards and eight NPC workers set up a temporary camp next to the logging area. They used simple cutting equipment such as saw blades to process the wood, loaded it into trucks in sections, and hauled it to long-term farms and abandoned department stores where refugees were temporarily accommodated.

Some children will definitely want to ask, what if I mark it myself and cut down a slightly thinner tree?

Of course Xing.

That's really cool.

As long as the NPC is blind enough, he will definitely not be able to find it.

Within an area of ​​10 acres, the NPC sent by Chu Guang to mark the wood placed a total of 6,000 markers.

The default duration of the entire task is one week.

However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that in just three days, without modern logging tools such as chainsaws, his little players relied on an ax to clear out more than 6,000 markers. Empty!

According to the price of 2 silver coins per tree, in just three days, Chu Guang issued a total of 12,000 silver coins for these trees!

A total of 170 players participated in this mission, with an average income of 70.5 silver!

The best midnight chicken killing in the game. He broke two axes. One person contributed 120 trees. He earned 240 silver in three days. The logging level was raised from 5 to 6. Chu Guang couldn't help but want to give it to him. He got the Forest Destroyer achievement.

If this trend continues, Brother Killer may become the second awakening in the shelter.

The power version is the most powerful!

Long lasting farm.

Temporary office.

Looking at Chu Guang sitting behind the wooden table, Luka reminded him carefully.

"Sir, we currently have enough wood, and our fuel reserves are back above the reserve line you set, but food is still a big problem."

"The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are fewer and fewer things to hit. And we now have nearly two thousand mouths to feed. If we continue to consume at the current rate, we may only have enough food to last until the end of this month."

After listening to Luka's report, Chu Guang fell into deep thought and tapped his index finger on the table.

The first batch of corn will mature at the greenhouse site in another two months.

The actual planting area is about 40 acres, and the estimated output is 700,800 kilograms per mu, which works out to about 30,000 kilograms.

The yield of the seeds sold by Pioneer is still guaranteed.

When the breeding in the B3 planting area of ​​the shelter is completed and the entire greenhouse ruins is cleared, a new batch of seeds can be planted soon.

However, distant water cannot quench near thirst.

He can print money at will, but after all, he cannot exchange the printed money for food.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Guang said.

"We need to hold on for another two months."

"As long as we can persist until the end of January next year, victory will belong to us!"

There was no more food to plunder around. Chu Guang even sent someone to Brown Farm to see that there was indeed not much left in the granary there. The farmer did not hide the truth from him.

It is already difficult to find things in the forest farms in Yumu District. As for the rats in the city, they are almost completely killed.

Those slime mold mutants cannot be eaten after all. Even if they are made into active substances, those mushy liquids cannot be absorbed by the digestive system at all.

If you don't intend to break the moral bottom line.

Then there is only one way left

Chu Guang, who was sitting at his desk, thought for a long time and finally made a decision. He opened the drawer and found a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote six words on it.

wartime regulations

"Introduce some grain varieties into controls, restrict purchases, unify rationing, and centralize supply."

This should last until two months later.

Perhaps, he should have done this long ago.