Mission: Devil Moth Hunting (can be completed repeatedly)
Introduction: Devil moths build nests in the greenhouse ruins, which means there are things like fusion batteries or emergency reactors, which is exactly what we need.
Requirement: Bring back 1 devil moth corpse
Reward: 1 silver coin
Mission: Devil moth cocoon (can be completed repeatedly)
Introduction: Devil moth cocoons are good things. We can use their silk to make clothes or protective gear. And I heard that the pupae inside seem to be edible?
Requirement: Bring back 1 devil moth cocoon
Reward: 5 silver coins
Mission: Raid the first floor of the greenhouse ruins
Introduction: We need to open up the road to the underground of the greenhouse ruins and safely obtain the "treasure" there.
Requirement: Close the gate of the first floor of the greenhouse and cut off the connection with other floors...
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In the evening.
Brother Mole led a group of players who had fought with the devil moth nest, singing the song of victory, pulling five carts full of spoils, and returned from the direction of the greenhouse ruins.
"The sparrow is so happy~sleeping naked on the antenna pole~"
"Bring the pork fat bones, I forgot to wash the eggs~"
"Fuck, what the hell are you singing?"
"That's right, what the hell are you singing? We just lost a brother, and we have to send another away later, can you be serious!"
"I'm washing kelp, washing kelp~"
"Fuck, who will sew up this mole's mouth?"
"I'll do it, I'm good at this."
"No, I've made contributions to the planner! I've shed blood for the base! You can't do this to me~"
Facts have proved that the devil moth is not endless. If one time is not enough, then come twice. If two times are not enough, then come the third and fourth time.
Two consecutive days.
According to the strategy of the mole brother, the eighteen players formed a "531 lineup" and attacked in two teams in turn. In the narrow passage, a large number of devil moths were killed.
Some were burned by fire, and some were stabbed to death with cold weapons.
Interestingly, these devil moths did not seem to completely inherit the habits of moths, or they evolved a special habit similar to hive consciousness.
When the number of tribes in the space dropped to a certain level, these insects suddenly gave up the suicidal active attack, but retreated to the nest, protecting the larvae and the cocoons of hatched adults, and launched sneak attacks on the targets entering the nest under the cover of shadows.
This has a certain impact on the players' fixed routine play.
According to Brother Mole's understanding, it is probably that the dog planner discovered that they were using the "Bug" to spawn monsters and adjusted the server parameters.
But it's not a big problem.
The remaining devil moths on the first floor are no longer enough to pose a fatal threat.
The strength players are still in the front row, and the agility players are in the back. The group quickly harvested the devil moth cocoons near the exit of the passage, and picked up the devil moth corpses near the exit of the passage, and took the rich spoils home.
Although they paid the price of one death and one serious disability, compared with the gains of this trip, the loss was not worth mentioning at all.
More than a hundred devil moth corpses piled up into a small hill, and there were more than a hundred football-sized cocoons. If it weren't for another batch of devil moths coming up, they could have taken away a little more.
Adding a small amount of spiritual leaves harvested from the planting unit, the total mission income reached 841 silver coins!
41 silver coins per person!
Of course, it is definitely impossible to divide the money equally, and human lives and equipment losses are costs, but after calculation, at least everyone can get more than 33 silver coins.
This is much better than burning bricks.
The group passed through the east gate.
After exchanging supplies from the outpost, Wu Tiefu and several natives who had just walked out happened to see the devil moth corpses and piles of moth pupae piled on the wooden cart, and their faces showed shock.
Of course, they knew what this thing was.
Especially in summer, when the spirit leaves grow most luxuriantly, this thing is simply the god of death in the wilderness. Wherever it sweeps, you can't even find a complete corpse.
However, why did this bug appear in Qingquan City?
And where did the spirit leaf field come from?
This damn weather is already several degrees below zero. Don't the moths here need to hibernate?
"They can even defeat the devil moth..."
"Incredible, how did they do it."
"They came from the east... There is a devil moth nest in the eastern city."
"We have to stay away."
Several tribesmen carrying sheep horn potatoes on their shoulders whispered, but Wu Tiefu, the leader of the tribe, was thinking about other things.
All the way from the northern part of the Valley Province, they experienced countless dangerous fights for survival.
In the most dangerous battle, in order to escape from the guns of the slave traders' slave-catching team, his father and uncle died in the fight.
There were more than 50 young and strong men in the tribe, but now only those in their early twenties remain. The rest are the old, weak, women, children, and even infants who have not yet been weaned.
Now that there are strong people willing to protect them, it is time to seize the time and recuperate.
However, the problem now is that due to the previous heavy losses, the number of women in the tribe who can still give birth has far exceeded the number of men with fertility, and many of them are related by blood.
Intra-tribal marriage in a small tribe is a very troublesome problem. For the health and strength of the newborn, his tribe needs to replenish fresh blood.
And these powerful warriors seem to be the best choice.
Recalling the long conversation between the elders of the tribe and himself last night, Wu Tiefu did not say a word on the way back.
After instructing the tribe members to store the food they exchanged, he returned to the outpost alone and found the ruler here at the door of the sanatorium.
"My lord."
Chu Guang glanced at him.
"What's the matter."
Wu Tiefu lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.
"I want to borrow some seeds from you."
Borrow seeds?
Strange, you nomads can also farm?
Chu Guang thought it was quite interesting and said with a smile.
"Unfortunately, we don't have seeds either. I'm afraid I can't help you with this. Besides, it's snowing so hard outside that the soil has already frozen. Even if we get seeds, I'm afraid we can't plant them."
Wu Tiefu scratched the back of his head.
"No, you may have misunderstood me. What I want to borrow from you is... not that seed, but that seed."
"What that one?" Chu Guang frowned and looked at him and said, "What do you want to say? Don't beat around the bush with me."
Wu Tiefu didn't dare to be careless and explained quickly.
"That's it, for breeding."
Chu Guang almost choked on his own saliva when he heard this.
What the hell.
Did he hear it wrong or misunderstand it.
What the hell is breeding someone? !
Noticing the change in Chu Guang's expression, Wu Tiefu was stunned for a moment, not understanding why this adult reacted so strongly.
But he continued to lower his posture and asked sincerely.
"Our tribe had experienced a war a few days ago, and the population was sparse, so we need to replenish fresh blood. We dare not ask for your blood, but only hope that you can nod and allow unmarried young women in our tribe to stay in your camp for a few days."
"We won't let you do this for nothing. As a reward, we are willing to offer a camel skin and a dagger to the father of each newborn."
At this point, Chu Guang finally understood what this guy meant.
It makes sense, where does the tribesman get the concept of integrity.
In addition to the combination within the tribe, the large tribe with a prosperous population can also plunder foreign tribes to obtain slaves and reproduce through slaves. Small tribes with a weak population can only rely on the strong and obtain fresh blood from the suzerain power.
"I understand your difficulties, but I can't help you with this," Chu Guang said seriously, "We are a serious game... Ahem, I mean, our customs are different from yours. I can consider other favors, but I really can't help with this."
Besides, even if I want to help, I can't.
Chu Guang had read the instructions of the incubator before, and remembered very clearly that the genetic factors of these clones seemed to be difficult to win the prize?
Originally, they were not designed for normal reproduction, but just "containers" for the players' consciousness bodies, "products" made by the incubator.
Especially for heterologous sequences, the genetic factors can't be stably inherited by the next generation, and even due to chromosomal abnormalities, the functions are simply castrated.
Besides, "Wasteland oL" is a leisure-oriented and fun game.
Chu Guang didn't even think about it, and decisively rejected it for the players.
Temptation?
Wu Tiefu was confused and didn't understand what this adult meant.
But looking at the expression on his face, he didn't seem satisfied with his proposal.
Come to think of it, these wanderers come from the wilderness after all.
Even if it is out of concern for disease, the leader will not allow the strong young labor force of his tribe to waste their vigorous energy on foreign women.
"I am rude."
Wu Tiefu lowered his head with regret and shame, expressed his sincere apology, and turned to leave under the curious eyes of the surrounding players.
The players whispered.
"What are they talking about?"
"I don't know."
"Farming! I heard the manager mentioned "farming"! I know that word!"
"You only know how to farm."
...
It was late at night.
The natives who had built the camp lit a bonfire in the center of the camp.
The flames swayed in the snow.
The refugees sat around the campfire, playing flutes made of animal bones, singing folk songs with unclear pronunciation, sharing turbid broth and black pancakes, celebrating the end of this journey and praying for the newborn.
Although the players were curious, they did not approach, but just stood on the wall and watched from a distance.
"What kind of music are they playing?"
"I haven't heard it, probably the BGM of the alpha 0.5 version. Didn't I say that the new version will probably focus on the development of the human-computer interaction system? But I didn't expect this production team to be so awesome that even the refugees in the wasteland have their own culture."
"The bone flute they use is quite interesting. I'll see if I can buy one tomorrow to take a look."
"What if it's made of human bones? Do you want to play it?"
"Fuck, do you have to be so curious?"
"It's just a reasonable analysis. I heard that some African tribes will make musical instruments out of their parents' bones after they die."
"Thank you, I'm touched."
It's not just the players who are curious.
Chu Guang, who was standing on the third floor of the sanatorium and looking out, also had an interested expression on his face.
I didn't expect these refugees to have their own unique tribal culture.
These settings can be used on the official website to help those cloud players pass the time and satisfy their curiosity.
I just don't know what to call these people.
Chu Guang thought about it and decided to give them a name and make a flag or totem after a while.
"This song is pretty nice."
"Do you want to record it, Master?"
"Can you record it so far away?"
"There is a technology called laser monitoring. Even if it is far away, as long as a beam of light is sent, the audio can be recorded through the frequency of the object's vibration."
"You have this ability?!"
"Of course a range of several hundred meters is possible, and the audio can also be reduced in noise."
"...Then record it."
It is also good to record the original soundtrack into the database of the official website, which can be regarded as an investigation of the local customs and customs of the wasteland.
After 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.
Chu Guang carried Xiao Qi back to the shelter, then opened the system and checked his manager's allowance.
In nearly half a month, he actually saved 222 points.
"Two advanced blind boxes, two intermediate blind boxes, and two primary ones... just draw them."
It just so happens that I've almost finished eating the lollipops.
There's no point in hoarding points, there are daily tasks to do every day. Now that the number of players has increased, if you're lucky, you can save more than ten or twenty points a day, and if you're unlucky, you can still get seven or eight.
Chu Guang stretched out his hand and clicked the button for drawing a few times.
A light blue light flickered.
The wall on one side of the resident hall trembled slightly, and as the alloy door opened, the rewards from the blind boxes were sent out along the conveyor belt.
Two primary blind boxes opened a bag of 500g of white sugar and a bag of 500g of salt, and the intermediate blind box opened a box of antibiotics and a treatment needle.
Overall, it's not bad, even Chu Guang himself, who was lucky, felt a little surprised. Although there were no needles that added attributes, the sugar, salt and medicine that were opened were all good things.
As for the advanced blind box...
To be honest, it's a bit exaggerated.
"A mechanical compound bow with a sight, it seems to have a motor on it, and it can also be equipped with batteries. It seems that it can be charged and shot? But there is no special arrow?"
He can't shoot arrows, so this thing can only be used by players.
"And what is this... a grenade?"
Chu Guang picked up a silver-white round ball from the conveyor belt, but he couldn't find the pull ring after searching for a long time.
He took it in his hand and tossed it gently, weighing the weight. Chu Guang really couldn't figure out how to play this thing, so he glanced around and wanted to find a target to try it out and see if it would hurt someone.
It seemed that Xiao Qi couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and quietly squatted beside him, and reminded him weakly in a low voice.
"Master..."
"That thing, you don't use it like this."