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Chapter 65 - Chapter 65 Alpha 0.4 version update! Nightly system is online! (3/4)

Official website:

[Wasteland OL Closed Beta Alpha 0.4 Version Update Announcement. ]

[Major Update:

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

2. The "night" system is officially launched.

]

[Optimization:

1. Enrich NPC facial expressions.

2. Optimize snowflake texture details.

3. Fix a few bugs.

]

Old rules.

After the announcement was issued, Chu Guang clicked send on the edited post as a planner.

"Developer Log: Alpha 0.4 Version"

"Hello everyone, I am your dearest planner! After sacrificing a programmer, we finally completed the development of Alpha 0.4 version!"

"Before, some friends have been complaining that they can only enter the game after 6 pm, and can only post spam on the official website during the day."

"Now, this 'bug' has finally been fixed. Even during the day, everyone can clock in normally. Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

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

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

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

"This setting is not only for hardcore considerations, but also for the health of players. You can think of it as an anti-addiction system."

"The nighttime online function will be turned on at 12:00 today, and the wasteland time is exactly 0:00. By the way, since the setting of Wasteland OL is full of dangers at night, even if you go online, you can only move around in the base, so please be careful."

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

"We do not advocate liver, nor do we advocate rolling."

"Moderate entertainment, maintain a good work and rest schedule, and arrange game time reasonably. I wish you a happy life!"

After the post was published, the comment area exploded as expected.

Makabazi: "Wait, leisure?!"

Construction site boy and brick: "No liver!?"

Crow: "Wow, Yaoyaoling, someone here is suspected of false advertising!"

Garbage picker level 99: "??? Wait, now everyone can work night shift? Damn! That lizardman still has a hairy advantage!"

Spare someone: "Hahahaha, the garbage brother is epically weakened! The version brother is confirmed!"

Garbage picker level 99: "I'm crying!"

Quit smoking: "Oh, too much! You can all be online 24/7, and I haven't drawn the internal test qualification yet! T.T"

Irena: "I just checked, the number of appointments has exceeded 600. This time 40 places are released, which means... your chance of winning is less than 6%. (Funny)"

Quit smoking: "凸(艹皿艹)!"

What can I do with you: "Laugh, only idiots make appointments!"

Chu Guang was so happy when he saw this line that he almost couldn't help but give him the closed beta qualification.

What a close call.

You must hold back!

The early tickets are precious and can't be wasted on the forum pets. The selection must be very careful. Now is not the time to start spending money.

After sending a message to the selected children, Chu Guang closed the forum, got up from the chair, walked to the corner and pushed Xia Yan's arm.

"Hey, wake up."

Maybe he had lived too comfortably these days and relaxed his vigilance. This guy actually fell asleep while reciting the lines.

Not only that, he was still mumbling something like "chocolate", "wine", "can't eat anymore" in his sleep.

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

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

"What are you doing?"

Chu Guang pointed to the next door with his chin.

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

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

It was obvious that she hadn't woken up yet.

Thinking that he would not be able to rely on her for a while, Chu Guang ignored her and looked at Xiao Qi beside him and said.

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

The camera above her head nodded lightly, and Xiao Qi said energetically.

"Okay, Master!"

...

Wasteland time, 0:00.

It should be 12:00 noon in reality.

As Chu Guang lifted the login restrictions on 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 go to work during the day?

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

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

Then, he made up the lines while dreaming.

"Winter is coming, and danger is approaching."

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

"Now, I need 8 warriors to stand up--"

Before Chu Guang finished speaking, there was a swish sound, and twenty-seven pairs of legs moved forward together, and he couldn't do it.

"Ahem, wait for me to finish."

After a light cough, Chu Guang readjusted his state, facing the pairs of expectant eyes, and sped up his speech.

"I need 8 warriors to shoulder the responsibility of night duty defense and serve as guards of the outpost base."

"During the duty period, your equipment will be provided by the shelter, and you will receive a reward of 15 copper coins and 10 contribution points per hour."

"The maximum duty time per night is 8 hours, and a rotation will be carried out after 6 hours. If you die in the line of duty during the mission, the death penalty except for the resurrection CD will be exempted, 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, those who need it, please raise your hands."

The 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 12 o'clock in the morning to 6 o'clock, there are 6 hours. 1.5 silver and 10 contributions per hour, which is 9 silver and 60 contributions!

Apart from the fact that the contribution of the night shift is slightly lower, the money earned in six hours is almost as much as the entire daytime income of the salted fish!

Almost at the moment when Chu Guang finished speaking, 27 hands were raised in the resident hall without any suspense, and it looked like a collective surrender.

It was indeed Chu Guang's fault that he did not explain clearly that raising two hands was the same as raising one hand.

However, such trivial matters were not important.

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

The eight people shared four 7mm revolver rifles and were divided into four two-person teams. Each team was responsible for a wall of the base, one person holding a gun and one holding bullets.

In addition, each person also carried an extra wooden bow, nine arrows, a Molotov cocktail, and a homemade grenade made of black powder and cans.

Chu Guang especially reminded them that if the aliens approached, they could shoot or drive them away with bows and arrows. Do not fire guns or throw burning or explosive objects if you are not close to the wall.

If the survivor is unidentified, drive him away with bows and arrows at a distance of 30 meters. If the other party continues to approach without knowing what is good for them, or even behaves hostilely, you are allowed to open fire freely.

If it is a mutant, open fire without hesitation.

They will definitely do the same anyway...

...

Under the envious eyes of other players, eight guards stood up in the elevator with their heads held high, and the first group returned 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 were as bright as fire.

Never seen such a clear night sky, the players opened their eyes wide, trying to imprint the scene in front of them forever in their minds.

"It's so beautiful..."

"Is this really a wasteland?"

"It turns out that you can really see clouds at night!"

"Do you take the game special effects seriously?"

"It would be nice if I could live in this world forever."

"Haha, you're just bragging. If you really travel to this damn place, can you survive more than two episodes?"

"Well, forget it."

"..."

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

As the scope of players' activities expands, it has lost its meaning to hide from others, and hiding is just deceiving oneself.

Besides, the dozen guns in the base are not just for show.

Chu Guang needs all these production facilities to be in motion, preferably running 24 hours a day, to maximize production capacity, and to produce weapons, protective gear, tools, parts and building materials needed for the outpost base.

Besides, these hard-working players finally got the opportunity to go online at night, and they can't just come up and play in the mud, right?

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

On the three-meter-high concrete wall.

[Elf King Fugui] and [Irena] are responsible for the security 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 there are aliens, mutants, or predators attacking, they must come from the east and north.

Unless they tactically go around.

But is it really necessary?

The two players stood behind the bunker made of old car doors, looking at the dark forest twenty meters away, and passing the time with idle chat.

Irena: "It would be great if this game had a built-in browser, at least I could watch anime. It's ridiculous that people have to stay in the game while doing idle tasks!"

Elf King Fugui: "Built-in browser? Haha, I'd be satisfied if there was a built-in visual attribute panel before the internal test! But then again, the mole boss has made another successful prediction. The alpha0.4 version has brought out the concept of defense. I just don't know when those green-skinned muscle guys will come to kill us."

Irena: "How do you know that it wasn't a temporary change made by the dog planner after seeing the post? It's funny."

Elf King Fugui: "How the hell did you make a temporary change? Do you have any idea about making games, brother? Do you think such a large project worth tens of billions can be changed by erasing it on paper with an eraser? Didn't you hear the planner say that they held a meeting for three days and three nights just to solve a currency system!"

Irena: "Of course I know that they even sacrificed a programmer to let us go online at night. But you are so serious, it seems stupid——"

"Hush!" Elf King Fugui suddenly became alert and made a gesture to keep quiet, "Don't make a sound... There's a noise outside."

"Fuck... Is this true?!"

It's here as soon as I said it? !

The two players nervously leaned against the cover to hide themselves, carefully observing the outside while their hands had already firmly grasped the bowstring and the arrow was already on the string.

Is it a human?

Or an alien?

The creepy feeling lingered in my heart.

However, it was pitch black outside and nothing could be seen.

Elf King Fugui's eyes were almost suffocated and bloodshot, [Thermal Vision] swam along the edge of the forest, but this skill that needed to be triggered actively was also the first time he used it, and he was not proficient at all, and found nothing.

Irena couldn't help but urge.

"Did you see it, brother?"

"What the hell can you see? Do you think my eyes are telescopes?" Elf King Fugui cursed, thinking that it would be better if he was a perception system.

Unfortunately, he is sensitive.

This talent was wasted.

Irena comforted herself in her heart, at least with these scraps of copper and iron as a cover, the other party could not see them.

In fact, his judgment was correct.

The other party really could not see them, so they did not act rashly.

In the forest, a pair of sharp pupils stared at the wall, moving along the outline of the wall, as if weighing the pros and cons of something.

The sound of forging metal and the noisy voices could be faintly heard inside the wall.

Ten people?

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

The conversation on the wall stopped abruptly, probably because they discovered themselves.

It means that the people guarding here are quite vigilant!

The pupils were imprinted with a trace of fear, and silently sank into the darkness behind them, ending this round of temptation...

My mission is just to escort the tribute back, so I'd better not cause any extra trouble.

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