This Game Is Too Realistic

Official website:

[Wasteland OL closed beta test server Alpha0.4 version update announcement. 】

[Major update:

1. The number of closed beta players has been increased to 90.

2. The "night" system is officially launched.

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【optimization:

1. Enrich NPC facial expressions.

2. Optimize snowflake texture details.

3. Fix a few bugs.

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Old rules.

After the announcement was sent out, Chu Guang then clicked to send the edited post as a planner.

"Developer Diary: alpha0.4 version"

"Hello everyone, I am your dearest planner! After sacrificing a programmer, we finally completed the development of alpha0.4 version!"

"My friends have been complaining before that you can only enter the game after six o'clock in the evening, and you can only fill in the official website during the day."

"Now, this 'BUG' has finally been fixed. Everyone can clock normally even during the day. Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

"If you are happy, I can only congratulate you for being happy now!"

"Because in the setting of Wasteland OL, the character controlled by the player not only has the physiological needs of eating, drinking and defecation, but also has a hidden fatigue value setting. In other words, your character in the game also needs to sleep! "

"High fatigue will lead to 1~33% attribute debuff effects, and excessive fatigue will also cause the character to be in a trance, hallucinate or even coma, and trigger forced offline. If you want to step into the wasteland in the best condition, please Make sure you have more than 8 hours of offline rest time a day to spend time with your family and friends.”

"This setting is not only for hardcore elements, but also for players' health concerns. You can understand it as an anti-addiction system."

"The night online function will be activated at 12:00 today, and the wasteland time is exactly 0:00. By the way, due to the setting of Wasteland OL, the night is full of dangers, so even if you go online, you can only move in the base. Please pay attention.”

"I reiterate here that we are a serious company, and Wasteland OL is a game that focuses on relaxation and leisure."

“We don’t promote liver, and we don’t promote rolls.”

"Have moderate entertainment, maintain a good routine, and arrange your game time reasonably. I wish you a happy life!"

As soon as the post was posted, the comment section exploded.

Makabazi: "Wait, leisure?!"

The boy and Brick at the construction site: "Isn't it cool!?"

Crow Crow: "Way, Yao Yao Ling, someone here is suspected of false propaganda!"

Garbage Picking Level 99: "???Wait, everyone can work the night shift now? Damn it! Then the lizard man has a hairy advantage!"

Keep someone under the sword: "Hahahahaha, Brother Trash has been weakened at an epic level! Brother Version is here to stay!"

Garbage Picking Level 99: "I'm crying!"

Quit smoking: "Oh, that's too much! You can all be online around the clock, and I haven't qualified for the closed beta yet! T.T"

Irena: "I just checked. The number of reservations has exceeded 600. This time, 40 places have been released, which means... your probability of winning is less than 6%. (Funny)"

Quit smoking: "Protruding!"

What can I do? "Smile, you're stupid for making a date!"

Chu Guang was immediately delighted when he saw this, and almost couldn't help but give him the qualification for closed beta testing.

so close.

You must hold back!

Early tickets are precious and cannot be wasted on edition pets. You must choose carefully. It is not the time to start spending money yet.

After sending an on-site text message to the selected children, Chu Guang closed the forum, stood up from his chair, walked to the corner and pushed Xia Yan's arm.

"Hey, wake up."

Perhaps he had been so comfortable these past few days that he had relaxed his vigilance, and this guy actually recited his lines until he fell asleep.

Not only that, but he was also mumbling things like "chocolate", "wine", "can't eat anymore" and other things in his sleep.

Xia Yan, whose sweet dream was disturbed, opened his eyes in a daze.

When she saw clearly that it was Chu Guang in front of her, she was startled like a frightened hamster. She lost all sleep and clamped her knees and arms nervously.

"What?"

Chu Guang pointed to the next door with his chin.

"Remind you to go back to your room and don't sleep here."

Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up with his crutches in his hands, and staggered back to the room.

It's obvious that he hasn't woken up yet.

Thinking that she wouldn't be able to count on it for a while anyway, Chu Guang ignored her, looked at Xiao Qi beside him, and gave instructions.

"Xiao Qi, I'm going to take a nap for a while. Remember to wake me up at 23:55."

The camera above his head clicked lightly, and Xiao Qi said energetically.

"Okay, Master!"

…

Wasteland time, 0:00.

In reality, it should be 12:00 noon.

As Chu Guang lifted the login restrictions for players through the system, a total of 27 players logged into the game.

To be honest, Chu Guang was quite surprised.

I didn’t expect that there were so many salted fish who didn’t have to work during the day?

Of course, it could also be that there just are so many today.

Facing the players whose faces were full of excitement and couldn't wait to go out to see the stars and the moon, Chu Guang motioned them to quiet down with a majestic look.

Next, there are lines he made up while dreaming.

"Winter is coming and danger is approaching."

"After days of exploration and hunting, our presence has alarmed the surrounding neighbors. For us, this is both an opportunity and a danger."

"Now, I need 8 warriors to step forward——"

Before Chu Guang finished speaking, there was a swishing sound, and Twenty-Seven's legs moved forward together, but he couldn't stop it.

"Ahem, please wait until I finish."

After coughing slightly, Chu Guang readjusted his state, faced the expectant eyes of a pair of people, and sped up his speech.

"I need eight warriors to shoulder the heavy responsibility of night defense and serve as guards at the outpost."

"During your duty, your equipment will be provided by the shelter, and you will be rewarded with 15 copper coins and 10 contribution points every hour."

"The maximum duty time per night is 8 hours, and there will be a rotation if it exceeds 6 hours. If you die in the line of duty while performing a mission, the death penalty except for the resurrection CD will be waived, and you will receive a pension of 1 to 10 silver coins depending on the situation. .”

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"You have 20 seconds to think about whether you really need this job..."

"Now, anyone who needs it, please put your hands up."

That last sentence is obviously redundant.

For the liver emperor who wants to be online 24 hours a day, this lucrative job is simply too tempting!

From twelve o'clock to six o'clock in the morning, there are 6 hours. 1.5 silver and 10 tributes per hour, which works out to 9 silver and 60 tributes!

Except for the slightly lower contribution of the night shift, the monetary income of six hours is almost as much as the income of salted fishes in a whole day during the day!

Almost at the moment Chu Guang finished speaking, twenty-seven hands were raised in the residents' hall without any suspense, which looked like a collective surrender.

It’s indeed my fault that Chu Guang didn’t explain clearly that raising two hands is the same as raising one hand.

However, such trivial matters are not important in the first place.

Chu Guang asked Xiao Qi to register the eight players who raised their hands first, then went to the locker in the buffer room, took out the weapons locked in the locker, and distributed them to them.

Eight people shared four 7-gun rifles and were divided into four two-man teams. Each group is responsible for one wall of the base, with one person holding a gun and the other holding bullets.

In addition, each person also carries an additional wooden bow, nine arrows, a Molotov cocktail, and a clay grenade made of black powder and cans.

Chu Guang specially told them that if any alien species approached, they could just kill or drive them away with bows and arrows. You are not allowed to fire guns or throw incendiary or explosive materials unless you are close to the fence.

If there are unidentified survivors, use bows and arrows to drive them away from 30 meters away. If the opponent continues to approach without knowing what to do, or even behaves hostilely, you are allowed to fire freely.

If it's a mutant, just fire without hesitation.

They will definitely do it anyway...

…

Under the envious gazes of other players, the eight guards stood on the elevator with their heads held high, and were the first to return to the surface.

As the four groups arrived at the wall and took their positions, the rest of the players also came to the ground under the leadership of Chu Guang.

Outside the sanatorium, the stars are as bright as fire.

They have never seen such a clear night sky, and the players opened their eyes wide, trying to imprint what they saw in their minds forever.

"So beautiful……"

"Is this really a wasteland?"

“It turns out you can actually see clouds at night!”

"Do you also take the game's special effects seriously?"

"It would be nice to live in this world forever."

"Haha, come on, if you really traveled to this hellish place, could you survive two episodes?"

"Well, forget it then."

"..."

The ban on open flame facilities such as cement kilns and blast furnaces at night has been lifted.

As the scope of the players' activities expands, hiding from others has lost its meaning, and hiding it anymore is just self-deception.

Besides, the dozen or so guns in the base are not just decorations.

Chu Guang needs all these production facilities to be activated, preferably 24 hours a day, to maximize their production capacity to produce weapons, protective gear, tools, parts, and building materials needed for construction of the outpost.

Besides, these liver emperors finally got the opportunity to go online at night, so we can't let them come up and play in the mud, right?

For them, having no work to do is much more uncomfortable than having to work!

Three meters high concrete wall.

[Elf King Fugui] and [Irena] are responsible for the security work of the southern section of the wall.

According to the distribution of forces around the shelter, the south and west should be the safest. One is close to the scavenger settlement and the other is close to the lake, so there is no need to be too nervous.

Even if aliens, mutants, or predators attack, they will have to come from the east and north.

Unless they strategically move around.

But is that really necessary?

The two players stood behind a shelter made of old car doors, looking at the dark forest twenty meters away, passing the time with small talk.

Irena: "It would be great if this game has a built-in browser. I can watch the show at least. It's outrageous that the person who has idle tasks has to watch the game!"

Elf King Fugui: "Built-in browser? Haha, I am satisfied with the built-in visual attribute panel before the internal beta! But having said that, the mole boss has succeeded in predicting this wave. The alpha0.4 version has introduced the defense concept. , I just don’t know when those green-skinned muscle guys will come and kill us.”

Irena: "How do you know it wasn't the dog planner who saw the post and changed it temporarily? Manually funny."

Elf King Fugui: "What kind of temporary change is this? Do you have any idea about making games? Brother, do you think that such a big project that easily costs tens of billions can be changed by just rubbing an eraser on paper? ? Didn’t you hear what the planner said? Just to solve a currency system, they held meetings for three days and three nights!"

Irena: "Of course I know that they sacrificed a programmer in order for us to go online at night. But if you are so serious, you look stupid-"

"Shh!" Elf King Fugui suddenly became alert and made a silent gesture, "Don't make a sound... there is something going on outside."

"What the hell... is it really fake?!"

Coming as promised? !

The two players leaned nervously on the bunker to hide themselves. While carefully observing the outside, their hands had firmly clasped the bow string and the arrow was already on the string.

Is it a human?

Or alien?

The creepy feeling lingered in my heart.

But it was dark outside and nothing could be seen.

Elf King Fugui's eyes were almost filled with blood, and he swam along the edge of the forest with [Thermal Vision]. However, it was his first time to use this skill that required active triggering. He was not proficient at all and found nothing.

Irena couldn't help but urge.

"Did you see it, brother?"

"I can see ghosts! Do you think my eyes are telescopes?" Elf King Fugui cursed, thinking that it would be better if he had the perception system.

Unfortunately, he is Min.

This talent is wasted.

Irena comforted herself in her heart, at least there were these scrap metals as a cover, and the other party couldn't see them.

In fact, he was right.

The other party really couldn't see them, so they didn't act rashly.

In the forest, a pair of sharp pupils stared at the wall, moving along the outline of the wall, seeming to weigh the pros and cons.

The sound of forging metal and the roar of people could be heard faintly within the wall.

Ten people?

No, it was at least a settlement of twenty or even thirty people.

The chatter on the wall suddenly stopped, probably because he discovered himself.

It shows that the people guarding here are quite vigilant!

There was a hint of fear in those pupils, and they disappeared silently into the darkness behind them, ending this round of testing...

My task is only to escort the tribute back, but not to cause any additional trouble.