"You mean... a new survivor base suddenly appeared in Linghu Wetland Park? Right under our noses?"
The flames in the brazier flickered.
The man, as sturdy as a bear, sat on a human leather chair, his chin lazily leaning on his slightly clenched right fist, looking down at the servants under the steps expressionlessly, and listened to the report.
His name is "Bear", just like the knotty muscles on his body, every inch of his cells seems to be born for violence.
Most of the predators of the Blood Hand Clan have no names, except for the clan leader, or the centurion named by the leader.
According to the tradition passed down from the last century, the leader of the Blood Hand Clan often has a single name of only one word.
For example, his predecessor's name was "Snake", who was blinded by the "Eagle" and thrown into the subway, leaving it to the gnawers to eat.
Later, the "Eagle" was torn in half by the "Bear", his neck was crushed, and he was hung on the street lamp and lit with oil.
Now the corpse has disappeared, leaving only the ugly head that he used as a brazier.
Here the law of the jungle prevails, and the strong is the king.
And he is undoubtedly the strongest.
At the same time, he is also the most vicious one!
The man crawling on the steps did not dare to look up, and whispered in a muffled voice.
"The livestock people were delayed for a while when preparing the tribute to you, and it was dusk when we set off again. There were alien species foraging in the city, and we were afraid of hurting the tribute to you from the livestock people, so we took the Linghu Lake as a detour."
"I thought that place was sparsely populated, but I didn't expect to find traces of people there as soon as I entered. My partner and I searched all the way, and finally found a hidden settlement in a forest."
"How many people?"
The man's forehead was against the floor tile.
"No more than thirty people!"
Hearing this number, a trace of contempt appeared in the bear's eyes, and his face was not very interested.
Only thirty people.
Excluding the old, weak and female relatives, it would be great if there were half of this number of adult men who could become combatants.
Such survivors' strongholds usually have little money.
In other words, they are not even qualified to be livestock.
Wait for a good day to send some young men over, kill the old and the young, and capture both men and women as slaves. In winter, the heavy snow blocks the road and the door cannot be left, so it is a good time to stay indoors and have fun.
If there is less meat, you can still kill some and cook them.
"Where is the tribute."
"It has been delivered to your room!"
A smile finally appeared on the impatient face of the bear.
That smile made people shudder, and even the flames in the basin were a little trance.
"Very good, you can leave."
The man asked hurriedly.
"The stronghold by Linghu Lake..."
The bear waved his hand impatiently.
"I'll talk about it when I wake up tomorrow."
"Yes..."
The man who kowtowed responded timidly, smiling bitterly in his heart, but did not dare to complain.
When you wake up...
I'm afraid it will be this time tomorrow.
...
Early morning.
On a street not far from Beth Street, Lister, who ordered the caravan to stop and wait, glanced at the mechanical watch on his left hand.
This is a gadget he bought recently.
Through the transparent case, you can see multiple gold and silver pointers, as well as the gears rotating at a constant speed under the pointers.
Not only time, this watch also integrates a series of functions such as compass, tachometer, Geiger counter, etc.... Although most people who can afford this "luxury" can't use them.
Lister couldn't help but daydream in his heart.
Maybe it won't be long before he can get a ticket to enter the upper class of Boulder City?
He has long been tired of the business of traveling merchants, especially in recent years, the activities of predators, mutants, and aliens have become more and more frequent, and he has to spend more money on bodyguards and insurance.
In addition, he has to deal with these country people.
Perhaps I should learn from those big shots in the inner city, hand over the business to the lower class, and use the free time to improve my taste.
How does the saying go...
Right!
Class leap!
"Has no one taught these natives the concept of punctuality?"
Two minutes had passed since the agreed time.
But the man did not show up with what he needed.
Liszt couldn't help thinking in his heart that maybe he was already dead, after all, mutant leeches were not something easy to deal with.
At this time, a figure appeared on the corner of the street.
"Chu Guang asked me to come. He said he had an agreement with you to sell you some blue mushrooms."
Yu Hu walked out from the corner of the street and showed his hands, indicating that he had no weapons and no hostility.
Chu Guang had previously told him that if he saw "Mr. Li's caravan" appear on Bet Street, he should tell him these words and then bring him to Linghu Wetland Park.
If the other party refused, forget it.
Liszt's eyes narrowed.
"Where are they?"
"He can't come here," Yu Hu shook his head. "He has left Beth Street and now lives with his companions."
It took Liszt about three seconds to weigh the risks and rewards.
Twenty kilograms of blue mushrooms are worth the risk.
"Lead the way."
Yu Hu nodded cautiously.
"Please follow me."
...
Today, the average temperature outside the shelter has dropped to 13 degrees, which is still a bit uncomfortable for the humid south.
The whistling cold wind has already made people get goose bumps.
The shelter's jacket uses a special adaptive thermal conductive material, which feels like rubber, but is as light and soft as chemical fiber. In the range of 5 to 35 degrees, the performance of the material itself can be used to achieve heat insulation at low temperatures and heat conduction at high temperatures.
So this is why some people can jump around even in the cold wind, while some lizards are frozen to poor network.
"This game is really not real," Ye Shi sighed softly, looking up at the sky and said, "I am from the south, and it is not like this when it is windy at this temperature."
"Try to take off your clothes!" Trashman was shivering with cold, and now he was wrapped in a thick deerskin coat, jumping around to warm himself up.
Ye Shi glanced at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Why should I do this?"
Trashman: "%&@!"
Although the weather is getting cold, it is still a happy day for the Niu Ma team.
Just before they went offline yesterday, their total deposit had reached 200 silver coins, enough money to buy land.
As for why they didn't go online during the day?
On the one hand, Kuangfeng and Lao Bai had to go to work during the day, and they only had time to play games at night. Another reason was that according to Fang Chang's analysis, when they went online during the day, the server was at night, and they couldn't go out hunting. It was better to stay offline and save the character's "energy" for the daytime in the server.
During the day, hunter players are at home!
"Dear administrator, we want to buy a piece of land."
Fang Chang said respectfully when he came to the administrator, while offering the silver coins that he and his teammates had earned for several days.
"This is 200 silver coins. My teammates and I have a total of 20 square meters."
The players watching nearby cast envious glances at Fang Chang.
200 silver coins!
Enough to buy two guns!
Reaching out to take the purse from Fang Chang, Chu Guang nodded, then took out a small notebook and handed it to Fang Chang, saying in a businesslike tone.
"Plots purchased by individuals must be adjacent, the length and width must not differ by 3 times, and the shape must be square and regular. Group purchases of plots can be combined and calculated. In addition, care must be taken during renovation and construction, and the facilities in the base must not be harmed, and other residents must not be affected."
Normal people will not circle out a weird shape, but players cannot think with normal thinking after all, and setting the rules in more detail is also to save time for themselves.
He will teach Xiaoqi this sentence later.
After all, it is troublesome to say it by yourself every time.
"Any location is OK?" If possible, Fang Chang wants to buy it directly at the main entrance and connect the only exit of the resurrection point.
Chu Guang said.
"Only within the planning range."
The main road leading from the sanatorium to the four gates is road land, and the open space at the main entrance of the sanatorium is also marked as a square... These are all written in the small notebook.
Fang Chang took the notebook and took a look. Although he had expected it, he still felt a little regretful.
Sure enough, freedom is a relative concept, especially in online games. The game team will not let players have loopholes to exploit. After all, there is not only one person playing in a server.
Even if someone exploits a loophole, it can be fixed as a BUG.
Oh.
I really want to play the stand-alone version of Wasteland OL.
It must be so cool!
After some selection, the Niu Ma team finally chose a 30-square-meter piece of land closest to the main entrance of the sanatorium.
As for why it is 30 square meters, it is because just now, Garbage Master and Mosquito Brother also joined in.
Actually, Garbage Master originally could not take out 50 silver coins, but Mosquito Brother lent him 40 silver coins, which was just enough with his only 10 silver coins.
Garbage Master said with a touched face.
"Thank you, brother!"
"You're welcome, the interest is 2 silver coins a month."
"Fuck! There is interest?!"
"What else?" Mosquito Brother glanced at him and laughed, "Only 5% interest a month, it's enough. Just treat it as a mortgage,"
Garbage Master: "MMP!"
Mosquito Brother: "What did you say?"
Garbage Master: "I said you are MVP!"
Is this guy really a furniture seller in real life?
He knows how to make gunpowder, bows and crossbows, and loan sharks...
Chu Guang listened to it with a strange look on his face. He always felt that this person was very bad, but it was hard to say anything.
Who cares what he does in "reality"
Anyway, I am just an emotionless NPC.
"Master Administrator!"
"Are you here to buy land too?" Chu Guang asked the player in front of him.
"Well, I want to buy it, but I haven't saved enough money and contributions yet," the player scratched his head embarrassedly, then remembered the purpose of his coming, and said quickly, "A lot of people came to the south of the sanatorium, about ten!"
Chu Guang was slightly stunned.
"So many people?"
And they came from the south.
Could it be...
"There are more than twenty cows! There are a lot of things on the cows' backs!"
Before the player finished speaking, Chu Guang immediately picked up 5 copper coins from his purse and threw them into his hand.
"Go to the warehouse to get 20 kilograms of blue mushrooms, bring them to the south gate and wait for me."
Joyfully accepted the reward, the player respectfully accepted the task.
"Yes! Master Administrator!"