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The workload completed in the afternoon was almost three times that of the morning.
There were a total of about fifty logs of various thicknesses, pulled over to the infirmary enclosure wall by the players using ropes and handcarts.
To be honest, the performance of these players surprised Chu Guang.
Each log was between 10 to 8 meters long, with some even reaching 20 meters, and more than half were as thick as a thigh.
Chu Guang calculated the total, which amounted to 2000 Contribution Points.
Among them, Old White had achieved the most, single-handedly earning 800 points, while Wild Wind was probably the most pitiful. This guy's clone wasn't adept at physical activities, having just the physique of an ordinary person; he had busied himself all day and only earned 300 points.
As for what this thing was useful for?
Chu Guang hadn't figured that out yet.
Shelter No. 404 was poverty-stricken, and he only had two lollipops in his pocket; he had a compressed biscuit before, but he had already gnawed it away.
After much thought, he only told the players that besides waiting three days, resurrection also required Resurrection Coins.
And Resurrection Coins needed to be bought with Contribution Points.
Although the "purchasing power" of Contribution Points was weak, the players didn't seem to care too much.
After all, it was the closed beta stage; it was understandable that there were fewer game contents. As long as there was no account wipe, hoarding money and finding a place to spend it after the server opened would always be possible.
Moreover, Contribution Points had no physical form; they were just a number that could only be checked after logging out and visiting the official website.
Although Chu Guang also wanted to emulate Giant Stone City and produce tangible Coins, it was impossible; the conditions of the Shelter were too harsh, and they couldn't even scrape together the materials for "coinage."
He certainly couldn't issue chips to the players.
Although chips were the hard currency in the Qingquan City area, he himself had only a few left.
Moreover, giving chips directly to them was useless; it was impossible for the players to trade at the Survivor Base themselves.
He could communicate with the survivors because he had soul-traveled here, his brain loaded with the language of this world.
Those clones used by the players were completely blank slates, lacking even basic intellect, let alone the concept of inherited memories.
The language used by the survivors in Qingquan City and the surrounding area was the common language of the United Human.
This language was completely different from any contemporary country or ethnic language, at most having some similarities in grammar and pronunciation to Chinese.
In the future, Chu Guang would consider developing a translation tool to solve the communication problem between players and "NPCs" and would also redesign the distribution system and the Economic System.
But not now.
...
After tallying the day's work results, it was also getting late.
Chu Guang looked up at the slanting sunset and squinted slightly.
It was almost evening.
"Manager, I've noticed our Outpost Base has no electricity," Fang Chang came up and said, "Why don't we try to get a generator?"
This was a good question.
Unfortunately, it was as good as nonsense.
"We don't have a spare generator," Chu Guang looked at him, "Any of you knowledgeable in this area? Or have any electrician-related skills?"
The players looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Can't we just pull a line up from underground?" Night Ten asked a very foolish question.
"There's no cable long enough, and the Shelter's energy is not limitless. Even if it could be used for a short time, long-term problems remain unsolvable and would create even greater hidden dangers."
Saying this, Chu Guang paused for a moment.
"It's getting late; it's time to go back."
"Going back," for the players, naturally meant "logging off."
Though it wasn't completely dark yet, it was already five in the afternoon, and soon it would be dawn in Hua Nation of the parallel world.
Unwittingly having stayed so long in the Game world, the players who snapped back to reality all had looks of reluctance on their faces.
It always felt like there was so much more in this world left to explore.
But there was work during the day, and it wasn't possible to stay here all the time.
...
Inside Shelter No. 404.
Watching the players who returned and lay down in the Cultivation chamber, Chu Guang pondered that maybe he should try recruiting some idle people who didn't work during the day.
Or players from other time zones.
Otherwise, come evening, the vast Outpost Base would only have him left, which from a security standpoint wasn't quite right.
"I'll continue to sleep inside the Shelter tonight."
He really didn't want to return to the "dog kennel" on Bet Street unless necessary.
Just as Chu Guang was contemplating what to do, Xiao Qi came up to him.
"Master."
"What is it?"
"The clone's medical report has been updated. Would you like to take a look?"
Chu Guang hesitated for a moment.
"...Medical report?"
"Yes! Each time a player logs out normally, the Cultivation chamber scans the clone inside, records the physical function status of the clone, and extracts a certain amount of embryonic stem cells for backup and records the Gene Sequence development progress—"
"Hold on, what's a Gene Sequence?"
Hearing this unfamiliar keyword, Chu Guang felt like he was missing some critical information.
To the Manager's question, Xiao Qi casually replied.
"Didn't you notice? Each clone used by the players is synthesized from different DNA; a Gene Sequence is simply a code for different DNA."
Chu Guang immediately asked, "And what is this development progress?"
"Each Sequence's DNA is carefully designed. Unfortunately, we have not mastered the mysteries of life to their fullest."
"Not all traits of genetic information have been fully expressed. It's like how an athlete's child is more likely to become an athlete but isn't born an athlete."
"The so-called development progress refers to the degree of dominant expression of special fragments within the Gene Sequence, typically represented as a percentage. For example, reaching a 100% development progress means that the life form's overall performance is infinitely close to the limit designed by the genes, achieving the most perfect state... but this is nearly impossible."
"Currently, the development progress of the four activated Gene Sequences is between 0 and 1%. Studies show that by continually stimulating survival instincts and exercising the body, this percentage can be improved."
If one were to understand the "Gene Sequence" as a profession, then "development progress" could be likened to Level.
A Gene Sequence that focuses on strength enhancement is like the "Barbarian" in D&D rules, having stronger innate Strength and a predisposition to enhance the Strength Attribute.
Like "White Horse Passing a Gap."
Other players seemed normal, but he was hairy and bulky, obviously not quite human.
My goodness.
These clones—oh no, the players—they could actually level up!
And there was also something like Talent!
Such an awesome detail, and he was only learning about it now!
Looking at the nonchalantly explaining Xiao Qi, Chu Guang couldn't help but say.
"Why are you only telling me this important fact now????"
Xiao Qi replied with a wronged expression, "Didn't you ask me not to speak out of the blue? I was planning to tell you from the beginning."
Chu Guang: "..."
This guy...
Deliberately so!
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