Chapter 3 This guy is for real
All right.
Facts have proved that I misunderstood.
There are indeed "five" rewards from the blind box.
The system does not do such immoral things as "swallowing equipment", and there is indeed no such thing as "thank you for your patronage".
It's just that the prize from the fifth blind box was overwhelmed by the other four prizes...
What was placed in front of Chu Guang at the moment was a vacuum-packed compressed biscuit with a net weight of 100g, and three lollipops with a net weight of 25g—apple, banana, and mango flavors.
And, a note.
The packaging of the compressed biscuits is intact, without bulges. Although the shelf life and production date are a mystery, they should not kill anyone.
This thing is a good thing.
The calories marked on the ingredient list are 500 calories, whether it is eaten dry or boiled into a mush, it can fill the stomach.
As for lollipops, although they are not low in calories, they cannot provide a feeling of satiety.
However, for Chu Guang who was so poor that he was about to gnaw on the bark, it was already pretty good.
By the way, this system is too stingy. I was afraid that he would be too full or something, so I sent him with this little thing.
Chu Guang, who was standing next to the delivery port, stuffed the food into his carry-on backpack, then picked up the note sent out by the conveyor belt, unfolded it and took a look.
There are some characters written on it, using the language of this world.
[... Is there any creature in this world more suitable to be a leek than a player?
Not only do they have strong curiosity, but they are always full of enthusiasm. They will face up to difficulties and will not despair in the immediate predicament. Of course, the most important thing is that they can even consider issues from the perspective of operators and help operators harvest themselves together!
I who packaged this device into a game is simply a genius!
——The first generation manager of Shelter 404; (Please put this note in the fifth primary blind box, this is an easter egg I left for my successor!)]
Chu Guang: "..."
To be honest, not only did he not feel the slightest surprise of harvesting eggs, he was even a little speechless.
but...
What does device mean?
"Little Qi."
"What's wrong, Master."
"Do you know the first-generation managers?"
"I don't know. My main program was only activated when you entered the shelter. According to the records in the shelter database, it was more than a century ago that the previous manager handed over the operation authority."
Chu Guang continued to ask.
"What year is it?"
Xiao Qi replied.
"January 1, 2157."
The war ended in 2129, and human civilization entered the Wasteland Era, and 2157 was the 28th year of the Wasteland Era.
From now...
183 years!
Chu Guang has been very sensitive to numbers since he was a child, especially this kind of key information. He basically remembers it and will not forget it easily.
"That is to say, the first-generation managers 183 years ago invented this device that can project the consciousness of the parallel world onto clones, and packaged it into a game, but for some reason they have not used the device. ?"
Maybe it's because of nuclear winter.
Or it may be due to other reasons that the shelter did not meet the activation conditions.
In any case, people who lived a hundred years ago should have passed away no matter how you think about it.
Xiao Qi said.
"probably."
"What's his name? The first-generation manager."
Chu Guang suddenly became curious about his identity.
The person who came up with those bad taste settings is not necessarily a genius, but the person who can invent such a powerful black technology after the decline of civilization, the word genius is no longer enough to describe him.
Project the consciousness body of the parallel world to the original plane, and put it into the clone as a container.
Chu Guang couldn't imagine how this was done.
To him, techniques beyond cognition are no different from magic.
"I don't know either. There is no detailed information about him in the known database. Could it be deleted?"
"Forget it... asking you is like asking for nothing."
Chu Guang was slightly disappointed, but not discouraged.
At present, the shelter has only been unlocked to the B1 floor.
As the mission continues to progress, the secrets buried in this refuge will one day reveal the whole picture in front of him.
Stuffing the note into the drawer of the computer desk, Chu Guang tightened his backpack.
Noticing his movements, Xiao Qi, who was squatting in the corner, asked.
"Master, are you leaving?"
That voice without ups and downs sounds pitiful.
"Well, players won't log in until three days later. It doesn't make any sense for me to continue guarding here. Why don't you go back and prepare."
This dilapidated place is said to be a refuge, but it doesn't even have food or drink.
Chu Guang now only has half a palm-sized pancake and half a bottle of water left on him, as well as the compressed biscuits and lollipops he just bought with reward points.
This supply can last for less than three days.
He has a simple den in the nearby survivor settlement, where he keeps some supplies and useful tools.
Chu Guang planned to go back and tidy up, and slowly picked up everything he could bring.
From now on, this will be his new base.
"That's right, Xiao Qi."
"What's wrong, master?"
"I need you to do me a favor."
After a pause, Chu Guang continued.
"Our official website is too simple. I need you to add a forum function, data and picture book function to it. Can it be done?"
To put it simply, he wants players to know more about this "game".
It's a bit difficult to fool people into a pit with just one mouth, at least you have to do some superficial work.
"Of course, you have the editing authority of the official website. In addition to the game reservation page, you can add subpages or make changes to existing pages."
"Very good, then I'll leave it to you."
"I will handle it!"
Xiao Qi seemed very happy with the task assigned to her by the master, and even raised the volume of the speaker by half a decibel.
Of course, this may also be Chu Guang's own misunderstanding.
"Master, when are you coming back?"
Chu Guang thought about it and said.
"Three days at the latest."
"If everything goes well, maybe before tomorrow night."
...
In this world, there are cattle and horse clubs.
The old man named "Guang" disappeared after dumping the website link. I don't know if he went offline or hid aside to spy on the screen.
Originally, the topic of "full immersive virtual reality games" was almost over, but a few minutes ago, the old brother's show operation in the small group brought back the topic in the large group.