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[Update: Testing the weather system, adding "snowy days". ]
[Announcement: Today, there is a small snowfall in the wasteland. The planner kindly reminds all players to remember to add clothes and be careful of catching a cold. ]
Comment area below the announcement:
"The official website has issued another announcement?!"
"Okay, I thought it was updated."
"The planner said it was updated, but it was not updated completely. Today we will test the snowfall, and tomorrow we will test the rainfall for you. The KPI assessment is up to standard, and it's another day of slacking off. (Funny)"
"Where are you from, the planner? It's still 20 degrees here, and it's too early for the temperature to drop!"
"Snowfall is actually nothing. I once drove a bicycle 50 kilometers up the mountain to see the snow in a winter of minus 30 degrees. I only wore a down jacket to keep warm. When I came back, I not only didn't get frostbite, but I was sweating all over. I was fine."
"Are you Gaia too? (Funny)"
Chu Guang took a quick look at the comments below the announcement and found that there were no particularly nutritious replies, so he closed the announcement page and opened the forum.
As expected.
The forum was very lively at this moment, almost like a continuation of the flea market in the outpost.
The twenty new players who had just entered the game rushed to the official website as soon as they logged off and expressed their gaming experience on the forum.
Elf King Fugui: "On the first day of new players going online, I won't say anything, just the graphics, the special effects, the light and shadow! I'm going to praise this game!"
Ye Ao Nai Wo He: "Pour a basin of cold water, the person above is a dog hired by the development team, don't be fooled! I say again, this kind of game does not exist at all, it does not exist at all."
Elf King Fugui: "Are you annoying? You just spray people whenever you catch them. Once or twice will do, but you still spray them every day. (rolling eyes)"
WC really has mosquitoes: "You are a newcomer, right? This guy is the favorite of the cattle and horses. He was banned from the group last time for scolding the management. Now he comes to the forum to show his presence. Just treat him as a joke. (grin)"
Elf King Fugui: "0.0"
Garbage Picker Level 99: "Fuck! Does anyone care about the human rights of lizardmen? Damn... When I was about to log off, I felt a chill on my back and stiffened like I was possessed. T.T"
Spare someone's life: "I don't care about you, you're just a lizard. (smirk)"
Fang Chang: "It's normal, lizards are cold-blooded animals. Don't panic, when summer comes, it will be your peak period!"
Garbage Picker Level 99: "%￥&@!"
In addition to players who share their game experience and game experience, there are also many enthusiastic little players who help him with ideas.
Every time Chu Guang reads these posts, he feels like reviewing memorials.
Canyon Mole on the Run: "Raise your hand! I suggest that the development team consider setting up a trading area in the game. Most games have functions such as consignment and stalls. Even if you can't hire NPCs to look after the store for the time being, at least open a shelf with consignment function, right? This will be more efficient than everyone crowding together to sell. After all, the trading time before going offline is too short!"
Guang: "This suggestion is indeed good. I will propose it at the next regular meeting of the planning department to plan a flea market for players to trade freely in the game. At the same time, set up a rentable container in the buffer zone of the shelter for players to consign goods."
Canyon Mole on the Run: "Great! ╰(*°▽°*)╯"
Ye Shi: "It feels like a game lobby. Why not set up a commission board to allow players to assign tasks to other players. (Funny)"
Guang: "Don't worry, the testing of each system needs to be done step by step. In the future, as the game content is enriched, we will consider setting up a player commission panel."
At this stage, there are not so many tasks for players to do, and there are not so many players.
When there are more things for players to do in the future, the activity space is larger, and the content is richer, we can consider opening this function.
And through the players' letters of entrustment, Chu Guang can also more easily understand and supervise what these players are doing outside.
Ye Shi: "Fuck? Brother Guang replied to me!"
Guang: "..."
Haven't I always been here?
Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "Is the planner here? That's great. I also have a suggestion. The price of food is too unreasonable. 200g of dried meat costs 1 silver coin! The same price as 300g of raw meat! Are you really not going to adjust it? It's too unreasonable not to adjust it! It is recommended to change it to 150g of dried meat and 350g of dried meat!"
Guang: "From the setting, there is no fixed price in the game. The transaction price is affected by many factors. In addition, the NPC warehouse is set only as a reserve of materials. The price is more affected by strategic needs and secondly by supply and demand."
Guang: "Wasteland OL encourages players to trade with each other. The price you trade with other players is the 'market price' that truly reflects the supply and demand relationship."
Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "What if I hoard goods? For example, buy all the food!"
Ye Shi: "Fuck, brother, how much money do you have? I can't even afford a gun!"
Guang: "I don't know, why don't you try it?"
Guang: "We are also curious about what measures NPCs with full intelligence and account management authority will take to maintain order in the game, and this will provide valuable experience for internal and public beta tests."
Irena: "It's okay for scalpers to dance in front of the planners. Does it count as surrendering? (Funny)"
Ye Shi: "Brother, I'm not saying that you should buy it secretly and hide it in a rented locker when the NPCs are not paying attention. Then open it when everyone is hungry and surprise everyone. (Funny)"
Makabazi: "Hahahaha, insiders call it smart."
Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "Uh, I haven't won the closed beta qualification yet. I'll talk about it after I win the closed beta qualification first. (Awkward)"
Damn, it turned out to be a cloud.
Chu Guang said why this guy would ask such a stupid question.
Guang: "...Then wait until you get it."
Don't be discouraged if you don't get it. There will be more places for the internal test and the public test, the content will be much richer than the closed test, and the rules will be more complete.
These ideas are not useful now, but they will be used later.
Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "I think I'm okay. I have a feeling that it will be me next time. T.T"
Are you so optimistic?
Guang: "Come on."
Just like yesterday, Chu Guang collected some useful suggestions and posted them on the document.
For example, there are players who proposed that "transactions should be taxed, and it is not true if there is no tax." Chu Guang admitted that this was indeed his negligence, but it is too early to reap the benefits now.
What's the use of him having so much money? What in this shelter is not his?
So far, he has only issued about 1,200 game coins, and the inventory consumed is less than one-fortieth, not to mention that the merchant surnamed Sun will send him another batch in two days.
Taxes can be collected.
It can recycle some of the currency in the circulation link, and limit the income of professional players within a reasonable range, avoiding inflation in the game caused by the overflow of players' purchasing power.
But we have to wait until the players have saved enough money, have all the equipment, open a store, and are qualified to snowball.
While Chu Guang was browsing the forum, Xia Yan, who was sitting in the corner reciting books, couldn't help but glance at him.
It's not because he has any special attraction, but this man always makes her feel a little scary.
He has been staring at the screen and "smirking" since an hour ago, and I don't know what evil thoughts he is planning.
Thinking that he is in the same room with the devil, Xia Yan decided to say something to divert his attention, and never let him have bad ideas on himself.
"...What are you looking at?"
Chu Guang replied casually without turning his head.
"It has nothing to do with you."
Xia Yan was quiet for a while, and then continued.
"...Can I ask you a question?"
Chu Guang: "Ask."
Xia Yan asked in confusion: "Why do you have to go out? I mean, the shelter is so safe, why do we have to build that kind of wall on the ground? Isn't it better to stay underground?"
Chu Guang: "To survive."
Xia Yan: "Is it impossible to survive here? The shelter has clean air, not only rainproof, but also anti-freeze and anti-theft...Speaking of your water purifier? How come I have never seen it. There are also facilities such as soilless cultivation rooms. I heard that the shelter should have these things."
Chu Guang listened with embarrassment.
He didn't know how to explain this problem. He couldn't say that although he was the manager here, he had not yet fully obtained all the authority of this shelter, right?
This sounds too incredible!
Chu Guang closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and said.
"Maybe you are right. Hiding underground is indeed a good choice. What does the matter on the ground have to do with us? It is not us who made it like this. No matter how big the flood is outside, even if there is another nuclear war, we can still stay here safely."
Xia Yan: "Then why——"
Chu Guang looked at her.
"But maybe, some shelters are destined to be different from other shelters. People born there are not born to escape from anything, but to create and change."
Throwing down this intriguing sentence, Chu Guang ignored her and continued to browse his forum.
His little players are still the best.
Each of them is talented, speaks well, and the key is that they have big imaginations and know more than the planner himself.
To be honest.
If Chu Guang does not learn from the imagination of these little geniuses, he will feel sorry for them.
[… Is there any creature in this world that is more suitable to be a leek than the player? ]
Chu Guang now finally understands why the first generation of managers wrote that sentence in the note.
Xia Yan, who was sitting against the wall, felt confused as Chu Guang's last words echoed in her ears, but she also felt a little awesome.
I always feel...
The man's back suddenly became taller.
However, this feeling only stayed in her heart for less than two seconds, and then disappeared as her eyes fell on the notebook in her hand.
This guy is undoubtedly a devil, and he actually made her memorize such difficult things.
Not only to himself, but also to his companions, the man was merciless.
Not only did he drive them to do heavy physical labor, but also ordered them to go out hunting, charge into battle and be cannon fodder, and fooled them with some useless metal pieces, making them feel like they had found a treasure, and even grateful to him in return.
For a moment, I felt that he was a good person, it must be because this guy was subtly brainwashing me!
Wash, brainwash...
Thinking of the legends and anecdotes circulating in Boulder City, Xia Yan couldn't help but shudder, shrank his shoulders, and looked at Chu Guang's back with more fear and dread.
He can play with people's hearts to such a perfect degree.
This man...
Unfathomable!