It gets dark earlier and earlier recently.
It was just past 6pm in the wasteland, but the whole urban area and forest had already gone dark.
In order to prevent sneak attacks, the players set up torches outside the walls of the base, placed trip wires in the woods, and hung warning bells.
In a little while, it will be dawn in reality, and many people have to go to work during the day. In the end, only 20 players stayed, and the other 30 chose to go offline.
However, among the 30 players who went offline, half of them said they were free in the afternoon and would come back after noon.
It was just right to rotate with the players who were online in the "first half of the night".
Chu Guang, who took Xiao Qi back to the shelter temporarily to charge and sent off a group of players, sat on a chair in the resident hall, opened the system panel, and confirmed his points.
Counting the 100 points rewarded for completing the generator side quest, his current reward points have reached 122 points, just enough to buy a high-level blind box, two intermediate blind boxes, and two lollipops.
In addition, as Chu Guang expected, with the completion of the last side quest, he really triggered a new quest to open the B2 level of the shelter.
[Quest: Eliminate the Blood Hand Clan entrenched in the abandoned tire factory in the north of the shelter.
Type: Side quest
Reward: B2 level authority of Shelter No. 404]
"... Solve the threat of external forces, and then you can open the next level of the shelter, is that what you mean?"
It's quite reasonable.
I hope I can find some good things on the next level, at least not like the B1 level, which is bare except for 100 culture chambers and a computer.
"System, open the administrator's allowance!"
The light blue holographic screen changed out of thin air, and three options appeared in front of Chu Guang.
Without any hesitation, Chu Guang selected an advanced blind box, two intermediate blind boxes, and threw the remaining two reward points on the primary blind box.
Accompanied by a slight shake, the alloy door embedded in the wall opened.
When Chu Guang saw the big guy on the conveyor belt, he was stunned.
This...
Is it a weapon?
I saw a square-headed, long-handled war hammer, standing upside down steadily on the conveyor belt.
The silver long handle forged from alloy was about one person tall, and the hammer head was a bright silver metal arc, about the size of a human face.
The hammer body was inlaid with two circles of sunken metal grooves, one in front and one in the back, and the steep carved texture connected the two circles, which looked quite sci-fi.
However, even if he used the method of empathy to try to understand the taste of the first-generation manager, Chu Guang really found it difficult to associate this thing with a weapon.
Is he going to let him fight with a hammer?
It would be fine if he changed it to an axe or a javelin, but if he rushed with such a heavy and bulky thing, he would be shot into a sieve by the gun!
Walking forward, Chu Guang held the hammer handle with a strange expression. He thought it would be very heavy, but he didn't expect to lift it up with his hand.
"Huh?"
Although the weight is not light, it is not as heavy as imagined, about 20 to 30 kilograms.
Chu Guang knocked on the hammer surface with his finger, and did not feel that it was hollow inside.
Is it made of aluminum alloy?
Or titanium alloy... or some special material he did not understand.
At this time, Chu Guang suddenly noticed that there were three touch buttons on the hammer handle.
Out of curiosity, he extended his index finger and touched one of the buttons.
There was only a slight buzzing sound, and before Chu Guang could react to what was going on, high-intensity airflow surged out from the four sides of the hammer without warning and gushed backwards.
A huge thrust pushed the hammer forward.
Chu Guang, who was holding the hammer with both hands, almost lost his grip and almost hit the alloy door with a hammer. He was so scared that he quickly released his index finger from the button.
"Fuck?!"
Is this hammer equipped with nitrogen acceleration?
There is something!
Chu Guang was thinking in surprise when a translucent light blue holographic window popped out of his field of vision and floated next to the hammer.
It was like a label.
[Item: Nitrogen Power Hammer]
[Description: Through the special force field to interfere with the nitrogen flow rate on the armor surface, defense, attack, maneuver and other functions can be achieved.
In A mode, a vortex nitrogen flow can be formed on the top of the power hammer, thereby covering the umbrella-shaped defense surface with a maximum radius of 1m, offsetting and reducing the kinetic energy of the flying props, and having a good defense against light weapons.
In B mode, nitrogen can be compressed in front of the power hammer to form a 2~3mm thick nitrogen armor, and the nitrogen armor will be released after contact with the target.
In C mode, a high-pressure nitrogen flow can be sprayed to the back of the power hammer to provide directional acceleration.
This product is recommended to be used with assault power armor. B mode can have a good destructive effect on light armored targets, obstacles, and bunkers. ]
[Note: Since there is no built-in gas storage device, it cannot be used in vacuum and underwater environments without nitrogen. ]
According to the instructions provided by the system, Chu Guang tried it briefly and finally figured out how to use this thing.
Simply put, some kind of device built into this hammer can interfere with nearby nitrogen molecules.
Mode A is equivalent to defense mode, which can add a shield in front of the hammer.
Mode B is equivalent to charging, which can instantly release the nitrogen compressed on the armor surface while hammering the target, producing shock waves similar to explosion damage?
Mode C is probably equivalent to inserting a thruster behind the hammer, which can be used whether it is held and run or swinging to hit people.
In addition, the nitrogen-powered hammer is powered by a micro cold fusion battery, located at the front end of the hammer handle inserted into the hammer body.
According to the fluorescent mark at the end of the hammer handle, the current power is full. I think as long as it is not turned on all the time, it should be able to be used until the equipment is scrapped in theory.
However, it is actually impossible to keep it on all the time.
According to the instructions provided by the system, continuous use will cause overheating of circuit components in the equipment, and the warning light will trigger a protective power outage after flashing for three seconds.
After playing with the power hammer for a while, Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Technology beyond the scope of cognition is really no different from magic.
Let alone how this thing controls nitrogen molecules, the micro cold fusion battery at the end of the vertical handle alone has reached the realm of science fiction movies for him.
At least Chu Guang can't imagine the principle behind it at all.
Take it apart for research?
It's not impossible to take it apart, but what's the point of doing so?
If its raw material is helium-3, it can only be mined on the moon, and if some of the materials it uses use some unknown process, then the speed of reverse engineering may not be as fast as starting from scratch.
After all, scientific research is not about miracles, let alone opening blind boxes. If we can recruit some talents from other shelters in the future, we may have hope to restore some pre-war technology.
As for now?
Of course, it's OK as long as it can be used.
In addition to the nitrogen power hammer, the two intermediate blind boxes also opened a box of antibiotics and a treatment needle.
But what surprised Chu Guang the most was the two primary blind boxes, which turned out to be a bottle of soy sauce and a bag of salt.
Wow.
He was prepared to get two more lollipops, but his luck exploded in a strange place?
Chu Guang didn't know whether he had made a profit or a loss...
...
Six o'clock in the evening of Wasteland time was exactly six o'clock in the morning in reality.
Although many people were still in bed at this time, it was just the opposite for the players of Wasteland OL.
Playing the game all night not only did not make them feel tired, but they felt refreshed because they slept for nearly 12 hours.
Especially the battle with the predator, it was so exciting!
Almost as soon as it went offline, the official website became lively. Not only were the posts in the forum swiped on the screen, but the spam area was also chatting.
Spare someone a knife: "Oh my god, I had so much fun killing people this afternoon! Hahaha, I have to go to the construction site in the morning, brothers, wait for me to come back."
Quit smoking: "Afternoon?!"
Spare someone a knife: "Ahem, afternoon in the game! This game is so realistic that I forgot the time. In reality, it should be midnight! Damn, brother, you are guarding the official website so early?"
Quit smoking: "T.T"
Lao Bai: "I feel sorry for my brother Quit smoking. I can't help but want to lend you my account to play."
Quit smoking: "Can I!!!"
Night Ten: "Can you? Others can't see anything when they wear it, and they laugh at you for being stupid. I won't explain it now. If you explain too much, I will be treated as a psychopath. Why bother? Those who understand will understand, and they will be slapped in the face when the public beta is released."
Ye Ao Nai Wo He: "I am dying of laughter, and you are slapping me in the face! Just swell your face and pretend to be a pig head!"
Night Ten: "Wait, I will apply to be a moderator right now."
Irena: "Brother Yeao is here too. Have you bought a house on the official website?"
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "I knew you were all on the forum! I'm here to brag about this, the battlefield environment of this game is so damn real! Compared to those orphan games that look like light pollution, a real battlefield should be like this, bullets whizzing around, I don't know if they hit anyone, and I don't see anyone, anyway, it's fun!"
Lao Bai: "Hahahaha, the battlefield atmosphere is confirmed."
Ye Shi: "The case is solved. It turns out that you, the cook, are wasting bullets. I was wondering why the manager is so embarrassed in the end."
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "What's wrong with the cook? Don't tell me, I rushed over with an axe and knocked one down! I found out that I was shot in the leg after I finished, and it didn't hurt at all."
Fang Chang: "Scrambled Eggs is a physical system, how do you feel?"
Compared to others, Fang Chang always focuses on game information.
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "Recovered very quickly! I didn't feel anything else. Oh, it would be nice if it was a perception system, if not, a strength system would be fine."
Fang Chang: "Is that so... I get it."
Garbage Picker Level 99: "Be content, I just found out that I couldn't poke my finger into the gun after I got it. QAQ"
Night Ten: "Hahahahaha!"
Fang Chang: "Well, this is indeed a problem, how about you break the outer frame in front of the trigger?"
Garbage Picker Level 99: "Wait until I buy a gun, damn, I have to pay Brother Mosquito back first. T.T"
WC Real Mosquito: "Good brother, don't panic, how about you try a crossbow? I'll make you one when the store opens, it's cheap!"
Garbage Picker Level 99: "I'd better use a javelin!"
Irena: ""
The forum was filled with a happy atmosphere.
After teasing Garbage Jun, everyone opened another thread and discussed countermeasures against the predators.
Some cloud players who didn't get the game qualification also participated in it, throwing out some bad ideas from time to time, and a screen peeping planner was dumbfounded.
Fire attack is fine.
Even water attack has come out.
Is there any reservoir nearby? Where can I get so much water?
Of course, there are some reliable ones among them. For example, there is a little player who is very smart and actually thinks the same as him.
His ID is very domineering, called [Fountain Commander], and the reservation sequence is 661. Looking at the speech record, he was lured from other forums by forum friends when he was bragging.
"...If you don't have the advantage in equipment and can't win the street fight, the best way is to drag it out until the land is frozen and the roads are blocked by heavy snow. At that time, it will not be equipment and tactics that will be the focus, but supplies, logistics, and morale...if Wasteland OL has this setting."
"Hypothesis, I mean hypothesis. I heard from you that these looters do not produce, are warlike, and make a living by looting, so where do they get their food, clothes, and toys from? If they only occasionally take advantage of the situation and extort passing merchants, it will definitely be unstable and may not be enough. It's okay in spring, summer, and autumn, but in winter, how can there be merchants passing by?"
"Then there are only three possibilities. Either they are frugal and know how to tighten their belts to make a living, or they have a stable and long-term meal ticket to support them."
"The former is unlikely, because they are bandits. If they really have such discipline and know how to live, they can be free and easy mountain kings. Even if they don't farm, they can become warlords!"
"If it's the latter, it's easy. It's unrealistic to clear the fields at home, so just cut off their supply lines! Winter is still long, and the supplies in the village will run out sooner or later. Without the support of meal tickets, how long can a group of rabble last?"
"The other is that the system brushes, which is actually the case in many games. The AI has lost all its mines but still mindlessly builds troops."
"If this is the case, please ignore what I said!"