Chu Guang had a very long dream.
This time, he didn't dream about being hit by a dump truck while working, but dreamed about playing a game of Ming 6, and it was an enhanced version of a marathon bladder game with one round per year.
When he started to develop from primitive society, he sent out scouts to trample villages crazily, climbed up the technology tree... After thousands of rounds, he finally killed several god-level AIs and achieved technological victory.
However, when he opened his eyes, everything was gone.
"Fuck! At least wait until I finish my dream!"
If nothing unexpected happens, if I continue to do it, it will probably be Mingkong?
He stretched and sat up from the bed, and his bones all over his body crackled.
Chu Guang's heart moved, and he immediately went to the residents' hall next door, found the physical examination equipment and gave himself a full body examination.
As expected, he was promoted!
ID: Chu Guang
Gene sequence: Manager
Level: Lv.8Lv.9
Basic attributes
Strength: 1011
Agility: 6
Constitution: 8
Perception: 7
Intelligence: 7-
Skills: Wild instinct
"Sure enough, you can grow up by sleeping."
Good kids should go to bed early.
After checking the electronic version of the physical examination report in front of the computer, Chu Guang dragged it into the folder to save it, stood up and moved his arms.
With 220% of the basic strength of a normal adult male, plus the attribute improvement of "Wild Instinct", Chu Guang felt that he was now very brave.
"It's time to go out and get some food."
Yes, we have to share the spoils with the players.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang hummed a little song and walked into the buffer room, put on the exoskeleton placed there, and hung the big hammer firmly behind him.
Everything was ready, and then he stepped onto the elevator to the surface.
It was 5:30 pm in the wasteland time, and this was the busiest time in the outpost.
Especially the market at the north gate was crowded with players who had returned from scavenging.
Although it was snowing again, it did not affect the lively atmosphere here at all.
Now players have developed a habit of setting up a stall at the north gate first for the garbage they picked up or the spoils they got from hunting. If no one buys, they will send them to the warehouse to hand in the materials.
After this operation, they can earn more than two copper coins, and those players who have shopping needs will also come here before going to the NP store.
"I don't know whether to say they are indifferent or powerful. One-tenth of the people died yesterday, but there was no one who was sad for the deceased, and there was not even a decent funeral." Standing at the north gate, Lunna looked at these blue coats with surprise.
She found that there was not even a trace of sadness on their faces.
"Indifference and strength are not contradictory. The world has become like this. If you don't become stronger, you will be defeated by yourself before being defeated by others."
It was the first time that Haien saw such a blue coat, but he had seen a lot of strange things, so he was just surprised.
Existence is reasonable.
Moreover, if they were the kind of weak people who indulged in sadness, it would be another group of people standing here.
Haien was attracted by a stall next to him. He walked up and looked at the cracked crab legs on the iron rack for a while, and asked curiously.
"How much is this?"
Yaya looked up at the nP.
Although she didn't understand what he said, she could guess from his gestures that he should want to buy her grilled crab legs.
Yaya showed an index finger and shook it.
"One silver coin for the small one."
She hadn't decided how much the big one would sell for yet, and planned to think about it again. After all, it was not cheap to buy it from the warehouse.
What does it mean by a chip?
It seems that all the survivors in Qingquan City use chips for transactions.
"Give me two."
Hein gestured with two fingers, then took out two chips from his pocket and threw them into Yaya's outstretched hand.
However, Yaya shook his head after seeing the chips, and anxiously took out two silver coins and shook them in front of him.
Hein and Lena were confused.
They had been to so many places and had never seen such metal coins.
Seeing that they did not react, Yaya sighed helplessly and reached out to pick up the two chips.
"Two plastic pieces can only be used as one silver coin."
As she said that, she touched the two chips with a silver coin to indicate that they were equal. Then she took out a roasted crab leg and handed it to Hein who was standing in front of the stall.
2 chips and a roasted crab leg? !
Are you crazy!
It doesn't matter if it's a bigger one. This small crab leg is obviously only two or three pounds, and the crab meat inside is probably less than one pound.
Hein's eyebrows and mouth twitched, but he couldn't say anything.
After all, he is now living under someone else's roof, so it's better to avoid conflicts.
Damn!
It still hurts!
In this rural place, 2 chips can buy a lot of supplies!
Hein didn't want to buy the second one, but he still looked at his companion and said politely.
"Would you like some?"
Lunna didn't say anything nonsense. She caught half of it with her left hand, swung out the scimitar with her right hand, and neatly cut the crab leg into two pieces, shaking the half in her hand.
"This piece belongs to me."
"..."
Accustomed to this guy's rudeness, Hein shook his head and said nothing, and took a bite of the soft and tender crab meat.
Hmm.
Not to mention, it's quite delicious.
It's just that the food sold at this roadside stall doesn't have any seasoning, and it's still far inferior to the meal Chu Guang treated him to the day before yesterday.
And it always feels not very fresh...
After eating the crab meat, Lunna licked the juice from the corner of her mouth, looked at the people at the north gate market, and suddenly said something.
"What do you think of their strength?"
Hain thought for a while and gave a fair evaluation.
"Very strong. Whether it's psychological quality or all-round ability, these people are much stronger than the blue coats I have seen."
"Especially their leader, I'm afraid he has reached the edge of awakening... I don't understand, they are not barbarians who worship force, this is the first time I have seen a leader of a force train himself to awaken, is it uncomfortable to lie on the thigh and command?"
Hain, who was halfway through speaking, suddenly noticed the intriguing expression on Lunna's face, and hesitated for a moment and said.
"What do you want to do?"
"I'm not going to fuck you," Lunna said frankly, shaking her hair. "I like strong males."
Hein looked at her mockingly, and then glanced at the big girl grilling crab legs at the stall next to him.
"Look, even she is grilling crabs. I don't think that man would be interested in you."
Sensing Lunna's unfriendly eyes, Hein shrugged weakly, indicating that he was no match for her, and walked away with a gesture of surrender.
Just as the two were chatting, Chu Guang, carrying a sledgehammer, walked out of the north gate.
As soon as the players saw the manager, they immediately surrounded him with shining eyes.
War spoils!
Contribution points!
And favorability!
Without waiting for the players to be attentive, Chu Guang raised his right fist majestically like a real NPC and made a gathering gesture.
Then, he announced in a sonorous voice.
"Share the spoils!"
"Old rules, I won't repeat them."
Walking to the cart piled with spoils, Chu Guang picked up a rifled double-barreled shotgun and started his job as an NPC.
Identify the equipment!
"...This is an 18mm double-barreled shotgun. Its owner is Xiong, the leader of the Blood Hand Clan. Although he, like the 猹, committed evil all his life and deserved death, and was eventually sent to hell by the hammer of justice, their weapons are innocent. There is a bear engraved on the wooden buttstock. The characters may have a few wrong strokes, but it doesn't matter. Plunderers are not worth much anyway."
"The bidding will start now, with a starting price of 40 silver coins and a maximum price of 80 silver coins."
Mosquito took the lead and raised his hand before he finished speaking.
"80 silver coins!"
Chu Guang: "...?"
The players around him who were ready to go cursed.
"Fuck!"
"It's this guy again!"
"Too fast, too fast!"
Chu Guang was also confused.
Originally, he thought that this broken gun had nothing to recommend it except that the barrel was made of high-quality steel, so he just called out a price that was neither too high nor too low.
It was sold out in seconds?
However, looking at the regretful expressions on the players' faces, he understood it in an instant.
"Tsk, I was careless... The boss's equipment is valuable."
What's that called?
Anyway, it's a weapon with a name!
He secretly said that it was careless, but Chu Guang didn't take it too seriously.
He is a man who doesn't care about details.
Besides, there are five centurions' weapons here. I can make up an exaggerated legend for those cows and horses later. Is it too much to sell more?
It can be regarded as robbing the rich to help the poor.
The auction was very fast, and all fifty main weapons were sold in half an hour.
The remaining small pieces can be picked at 1 silver coin each, and the rest are all calculated as 1 copper coin, and then taken to the warehouse for sorting.
20 of the 50 pieces of equipment failed to be sold, and 30 pieces were sold for a total of 971 silver. As usual, 873.9 silver coins were deducted after 10% transaction tax, and 873 silver was eliminated!
In addition, 29 prisoners were also counted as 5 silver coins each according to the group battle reward rules, which is a total of 145 silver.
Add to that the 21 veterans of the predators killed in the battle, 5 predator centurions, 1 boss-level predator, and rewards for a series of dungeon side quests such as conquering strongholds and rescuing prisoners, and the total reward amounted to 4371 silver coins!
In comparison, the funds raised by the auction are actually small.
All 82 participating players can get at least 50 silver coins, and some can get 55 or even 60!
It's like getting rich overnight!
In addition to the spoils of war, players who died in the battle also received a special pension from the administrator.
However, the amount of the pension is not high. For example, for the gene sequence Lv1, each level is subsidized with 1 silver coin per day, and you can get about 3 silver coins in three days.
Lv2 is 6 silver, Lv3 is 9 silver, and so on.
The money is not much, but it is better than nothing. After three days, you will be a hero again!
"Long live the administrator!"
"Great! I have a gun now, too, hahaha!"
"Woo woo woo, 41 silver coins! I have never been so rich!"
"Hurry up and buy something!"
The combat professional players cheered and happily spent the silver coins distributed by Chu Guang in their hands.
The 8 life professional players who did not participate in the battle were envious and cried. If they had known that the reward was so high, they would have taken shovels and sticks to fight together.
Yaya secretly marked the "sky-high price" of 3 silver coins for the crab leg. It couldn't be sold just now, but it should be able to be sold now.
Lena and Hein, who were standing nearby and watching, looked confused. After a while, they swallowed their saliva and whispered to each other.
"What are they doing?"
"It seems to be an auction."
"I don't understand why they have to spend money to buy back their own spoils? Shouldn't it belong to whoever picked it up?"
"I don't understand it either, but I was shocked."
Hein suddenly had a new understanding of this young ruler. Although he didn't know what method or spell he used, he had played the art of power to the extreme.
There is nothing praiseworthy about asking a farmer to offer his harvest. After all, everyone can load a rifle.
But if a group of farmers were willing to offer their coins and even gratefully buy back their harvest...
I'm afraid only the devil has this ability.
In any case, this is the second time that Haien has raised his evaluation and opinion of the same person in one day.
However, Chu Guang, who was rated by him in his heart, didn't care how others evaluated him.
Compared with Kelly from the heaven, Chu Guang felt that he was already a great good man. At least he would not cheat the players' wallets, nor would he fool them with hidden explosion rates.
Does anyone really think that giving out more money can make players happy?
Most people who think so have played too few games. They have never seen the kind of games that easily give out hundreds of millions or even billions of gold coins. In the end, only the fresh leeks are happy and recharged, while those players who are serious about playing the game feel that they are stupid donkeys.
Yes, Chu Guang has been cheated more than once, so he was very careful when designing the economic system of Wasteland OL.
He knew very well that he was not like those real dog planners who could randomly develop some "god clothes" to absorb the over-issued currency, and then brush a bunch of bosses with overflowing values to stimulate players to spend money.
Amid the cheers of the players, Chu Guang waved his hand, passed through the north gate and returned to the sanatorium, and took the elevator to the underground.
The elevator to the B2 floor is in the resident hall on the B1 floor. It is still locked and will be opened in a few hours.
Taking advantage of the free time, Chu Guang sat in front of the computer and compiled the information he had sorted out from "Blood Hand Diary" in the setting collection of the official website for those cloud players and fun people to imagine freely.
Then Chu Guang took some materials on the forum for a while, and like reviewing memorials, he reviewed the posts that he didn't have time to read last night.
Some of the ideas are really good and can be considered to be added to the alpha0.5 version package.
Time passed by minute by minute, and finally waited until two o'clock in the morning.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Chu Guang stretched and sat up from the chair, put on the exoskeleton suit again, and carried the sledgehammer on his back.
Although the possibility of the first-generation manager harming him was only one in ten thousand, it was better to be careful.
"Xiao Qi, I'm going down."
Xiao Qi, who had returned to the corner to charge, raised the camera and nodded obediently.
"Okay, got it, master, be careful."
Chu Guang, who was about to get on the elevator, stopped and glanced back at the wastebasket.
"What do you mean by be careful? Do you mean there's something down there? Or do you know something?"
Xiao Qi was stunned by this series of questions, and was stuck for a long time before he said blankly.
"I don't know... probably not?"
"Then why did you ask me to be careful?"
"Ah?! That, that's just a daily expression stored in the language area..."
Uh.
There is also this setting?
"... Come with me."
Looking at Xiao Qi who kept his mouth shut and rolled obediently to his legs, Chu Guang was relieved to get on the elevator to the B2 floor.
It's not that he was cowardly.
This was purely out of caution.
As Chu Guang stepped in, the touch screen, which was originally pitch black, immediately showed two buttons, B1 and B2, and an authorized dialog box.
Chu Guang stretched out his index finger without hesitation and pressed B2.
The door closed lightly, and as the elevator sank slightly, it opened again in less than three seconds, and a dry and refreshing air came through the crack of the door.
There was even a hint of refreshing fragrance in it.
"... Air freshener?"
Chu Guang had a strange expression and glanced at Xiao Qi next to him.
"You go and explore the way."
"Okay..."
The voice sounded weak and even a little aggrieved.
But Xiao Qi still listened to his master and rolled forward with the wheels.
Holding the hammer handle behind him with his right hand, Chu Guang walked forward steadily and cautiously stepped into this area that was said to have been untouched for more than a century.
The floor here was very clean, without a trace of dust, and there was no creaking sound when stepping on it.
Not only the floor, but everything around is so brand new that there is not even a trace of anyone living there.
The elevator is located in the center of the circular hall, which is like the stage of a circular theater, and the space is more spacious than the residential hall on the B1 floor.
There are four gates in the east, south, west and north of the hall, and behind the gates is a straight main road and four fan-shaped areas divided by the main road.
There are controllable alloy doors between adjacent partitions, which are usually open by default. If necessary, the gates can be lowered to isolate the partitions as a whole.
Among them, area A is a functional area, and the facilities inside seem to be quite complicated. Chu Guang plans to explore it later.
As for the structure of area BD, it is very simple. You can guess from the floor plan posted at the entrance that this is a residential area.
The densely packed doors and numbers are like pigeon cages, filling the entire corridor. It is roughly estimated that the area of each room is only 4 to 5 square meters at most, which is enough to place a culture cabin and a table, less than half of the area of B1 floor.
"Do people really live here?"
Chu Guang was secretly shocked when he walked in the area. He opened a room and found that there was only a culture chamber inside. There was nothing else.
OK.
That's not a problem.
Maybe this place was not meant to be a place for people to live.
"... The room is a little small, but the four-person room has been changed to a standard room, which is also considered to take the players' ** into consideration."
Each area has 200 rooms, and the rooms in Area D are all equipped with culture chambers, adding up to a total of 400.
The population limit of the shelter has been directly increased from 100 to 500 people, which is undoubtedly good news for Chu Guang, who is in urgent need of labor.
So many pits are enough for several versions!
The only pity is that so many people are probably not needed in winter.
But it doesn't matter, they will be useful during the spring plowing!
As for Area B, it is a very ordinary configuration. There is only a bed and a foldable table in each room, and there is not even a stool.
"This should be where someone lives."
Chu Guang thought to himself, but even if he searched all the rooms, he couldn't find any personal belongings left behind.
Including the matching bedding, everything was neatly folded, like a piece of tofu. Even if you use a ruler to measure it, you can't measure a millimeter of error.
"... If someone had lived here before, it would have been too clean."
Is it really necessary?
It's like destroying criminal evidence.
Just when Chu Guang was thinking this, he was slightly stunned when he walked to the last room on the main road of Area B.
Not only did he stop, but Xiao Qi, who was rolling in front of him, also stopped.
"Master, there seems to be something on the ground."
"I saw it."
It was a card, and it looked a bit like an ID card.
The card fell in front of the room at the end of the corridor, and just below the door handle... The hook and bait looked straight, as if it was left there on purpose.
Chu Guang walked up and picked up the card.
The light from the ceiling of the corridor shines on the white card. Following the hexagonal lines, you can see the metallic luster, but you can't tell what material it is made of.
There is no photo or name on the card, only two words that are not sure whether they are occupations or code names.
"...Guard?"
Chu Guang seemed to understand something.