[Announcement for the whole server: The administrator "Dawn" has completed the takeover of Shelter No. 117, and the new base "Shelter No. 117" has been added to the VM map. ]
["Garden Street Subway Platform" map is open: The intricate subway network is a symbol of Qingquan City's former prosperity, but now it has become a hotbed for the reproduction of alien species and slime molds. Gnawers, crawlers, martyrs, and even terrifying tyrants, barbarians living underground and rats spreading plague... There is no concept of night and day here, and the unique ecological environment is twice as dangerous as the surface! However, at the same time, this maze connected to the abyss may also hide unexpected treasures...]
[Warm reminder from Xia Yan: I lost a leg here. If you must explore here, it is best to take your teammates with you. At least, you have a companion when you go on the road. ]
About half an hour after the administrator entered Shelter No. 117, almost all players carrying VM received this series of reminders.
"Damn! A new map is opening!?"
"The underground maze connected to the abyss is okay... But why don't I feel it's dangerous here?"
"That's because all the aliens here have been cleared. What do you think Mole is busy doing here this week?"
"By the way, what kind of garbage can be picked up in the subway?"
"Maybe it's a pre-war strategic reserve? But it's been two centuries. I always feel that even if there is such a thing, it has probably been visited long ago."
"Is there a convoy leaving? Constitution system, etc., and a perception."
"What the hell, what time is it! Tomorrow, at least let me go back and save a file. It's not easy to gain some experience."
"Hey, if you die once, all the progress of the day will be lost. This death penalty is too damn real!"
In the tunnel.
Fang Chang, who was watching the VM, switched to the map page. After finding the icon of Shelter No. 117, he stretched out his index finger and clicked it.
When he saw the sub-page popping up on the screen, he was slightly stunned.
[
Base Name: Shelter No. 117
Base Level: Ruins (LV0)
Prosperity: 0
Industrial Index: 0
Business Index: 0
Requirement: None
Preference: Exploration (Scavenging Mission Income +10%), Hunting (Hunting Mission Income +10%)
]
"The data card of Shelter No. 117 has been updated..."
Hearing the voice of Brother Fang, Ye Shi was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened the map, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"What the hell? Will the data card be refreshed when the prosperity is 0?"
If I remember correctly, it has to reach 100 points of prosperity to become a survivor base. And here, let alone prosperity, there is not even an NPC.
Kuangfeng also noticed the changes in the map, and after thinking for a moment, he gave a guess.
"Maybe the shelter is a special existence? Look at the level column, it says 'relics'."
Fang Chang nodded and agreed with his analysis.
"Well, whether it is the outpost or Changjiu Farm, the level column is marked as 'village'. Maybe it's because the growth path of the shelter is different from the regular survivor base."
For example, as a save point at the entrance of the underground maze?
As for what it is specifically, we can only know after the official website announcement comes out.
...
Keeping Shelter No. 117 was a decision made by Chu Guang after careful consideration.
Although the area of Shelter No. 117 is a bit small, it is small but complete, including full-cycle life support facilities. All the configurations that a three-digit shelter should have are available here.
The reactor is out of flames, which is a problem, but it is not a big problem.
Even if it is impossible to fully utilize the functions of this shelter, it is also a good place for players to explore the underground world.
The underground transportation in Qingquan City is well-connected. Not only can it commute to various urban areas in Qingquan City, but it is also connected to many civil defense facilities.
The only trouble is the aliens wandering in the subway tunnels.
But in fact, when Chu Guang took the VM off the arm of the last manager of Shelter No. 117, he found that this entanglement was unnecessary.
Because soon, he received a task reminder from the shelter system.
[Task: Refuel the thermonuclear fusion reactor in Shelter No. 117]
[Reward: B3 level authority of Shelter No. 404]
Looking at the task pop-up window that appeared in his field of vision, Chu Guang couldn't help but complain.
"Where the hell can I find the fuel rods for the reactor?"
The fuel rods used in the reactor of the shelter are not the same size as those used by the Pioneer.
In other words, there is no need to expect to recycle the fuel rods from the carbon dioxide collector.
Wrench, who was following Chu Guang, was stunned for a moment, confused by what the administrator suddenly said.
"My lord?"
"...Nothing."
Looking at the VM recovered from the administrator of Shelter No. 117, Chu Guang put it on himself and waited for a while, and finally recovered some power.
The VM turned on.
What came into view was the original operating system of the vital signs monitor. After retrieving the data saved in the black box, it was found that the previous administrator died of an overdose of sleeping pills.
The desk was very clean, with only three things, a pen holder with two pens inserted, a diary with a brown cover, and an empty goblet.
Chu Guang searched on his desk and soon found a bottle of medicine that had been opened in the drawer.
Looking at the remains leaning against the office chair, Chu Guang could roughly imagine that the previous generation of administrators sat here, took an overdose of sleeping pills, drank a glass of wine, and quietly waited for death.
His eyes fell on the diary on the table. Chu Guang reached out and picked it up, and opened the cover with a thick layer of dust.
On the title page, it reads
[To the scavengers of the ruins world, the archaeologists of the Utopian ruins, and the people who clean up the mess. ]
[Seven Willard, the manager of Shelter No. 117 and the gravekeeper of Utopia, rests here. ]
[The most despairing tragedy is to witness the end of a great era. There is no difference between a year in the tomb and a hundred years. I decided to send myself away after the mission is over. If my body is still there, please find a place to bury me. You can take everything here. Anyway, I can't use it. ]
"What does it mean after the mission is over?" Chu Guang fell into deep thought as his index finger moved gently along the line of words.
Perhaps it was because of "The Blood Hand Diary", when he saw something like a diary now, he couldn't help but associate it with the first-generation manager of Shelter No. 404.
The recording seems to mention that he is the pioneer of the Grand Line and the most knowledgeable person in the old world.
Could this diary appearing here also be the result of an arrangement two centuries ago?
There are still some undecrypted data in the recovered VM, including this diary, and Chu Guang plans to take it back for research.
There are three unresolved doubts now.
What is the mission mentioned by the manager of Shelter No. 117?
Where did the people here go?
And who is the employer of Captain Pritt?
The latter two questions may be answered from the first question.
After collecting the clues, Chu Guang looked at the wrench standing aside.
"I'll take off the exoskeleton in a while, and you put it on for me."
The wrench was slightly stunned.
"What about you?"
Looking at the power armor standing aside, Chu Guang's mouth curled up with a smile.
"I have it."
...
Subway tunnel.
The entrance to Shelter No. 117.
When the manager walked through the alloy giant door and came out of Shelter No. 117, it caused quite a stir among the players.
The dark blue paint, sharp lines, and heavy armor, just looking at it, you can feel the oppressive feeling coming at you!
"Awesome! Our manager has changed his equipment again!"
"Oh my god... this power armor is so cool!"
"If you don't understand, just ask, is this a warm-up for the NPC store to put the power armor on the shelves?"
"Strongly request the official to put a set of the same power armor on the shelves! I want to buy it!"
"Don't even think about it. Even if you can buy this kind of SSSR-level equipment, it will probably be put in the capsule for you to draw."
"Wow, please fix the bug that can't be recharged!"
Looking at the power armor on the manager and then at the beggar version on himself, Lao Bai looked envious.
In fact, to be fair, the defense of the armor he was wearing was not weak. The 20mm steel plate was enough to resist the shooting of ordinary bullets, which was enough in most cases.
However, compared with the one worn by the manager, it was still a younger brother. Whether it was defense or mobility, it was more than an order of magnitude better.
"Hey, I wonder when our manager will change his equipment again."
He had no other pursuits, so he just pointed at the equipment that the manager had eliminated and used it.
Hearing this, Ye Shi's heart moved and he asked.
"Speaking of which, where is the exoskeleton that the manager had before?"
Kuangfeng looked towards the entrance of Shelter No. 117 and said.
"It seems to be worn by the captain of the guard team."
Lao Bai: "Fuck!"
Didn't they usually take it to Boss Xia for auction?
Why did they directly transfer it to other NPCs this time!
This is too real!
Stopping in the tunnel, Chu Guang looked back at the wrench following him.
"I need you to transfer two people from the guard team to set up a camp here to maintain order and issue tasks to the 'players'."
"No problem, sir," Wrench said cautiously after a pause, "but... we may not have enough manpower."
The guard team only has fifteen people.
These people are not only responsible for the security of the outpost, but also have to take care of Changjiu Farm. In addition, a new gathering point has been opened recently, and now there is a serious shortage of manpower.
After listening to Wrench's words, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.
"After returning, I will tell Luca to recruit some new people from Beth Street and the refugee camp to gradually expand the establishment of the guard from the original 15 to 45. When the time comes, you will go with him and help him check the quality."
Wrench said respectfully.
"Yes, sir."
...
After returning to the shelter.
Chu Guang made a data card for his new equipment according to the instruction manual of the power armor and updated it in the official website database.
It's not for showing off, but mainly to make a cake for the players.
[Equipment: Power Armor
Model: "Order" P-10A Carlos Industrial Security Power Armor
Durability: 100%
Armor: 100%
Energy: 79%
Shield: 0
Net weight: 1100kg.
Left arm: Basic armor.
Right arm: Basic armor.
Chest: 70mm lightweight composite steel/ceramic lined arc armor
Back: "Raptor-1" booster thruster X2
Left leg: "Raptor-1" booster thruster
Right leg: "Raptor-1" booster thruster
Energy core: "Hippo-1" portable fusion reactor
Paint: Klein blue
Plug-in: None
]
With a weight of more than one ton, it is no longer possible to move in the off state. This thing basically consumes power as long as it is worn.
However, this power armor has an adjustable energy-saving mode, allowing the wearer to reduce the power consumption of the power armor by providing part of the driving force through muscles at the cost of weakening mobility.
Chu Guang's current strength attribute is 17, which is equivalent to 3.4 times the strength of a normal adult male, and is more than enough to bear the weight of 3.4 times himself.
In addition, the design of the power armor combines the characteristics of an unpowered exoskeleton, so driving the power armor to move is not as physically demanding as imagined.
The added weight can be regarded as physical training.
Of course, for Chu Guang, the gains of this "Garden Street Subway Station Operation" are not just this set of power armor and the 200 reward points obtained by completing the branch line.
There is also the black box entrusted by Dr. Principle to the manager of Shelter No. 117!
Touching the black box with both hands, Yin Fang looked at Chu Guang with excitement and said.
"S-level relic!"
Chu Guang was slightly stunned.
"S-level relic? What does that mean."
Yin Fang took a deep breath and continued.
"I should have mentioned to you once before that in order to facilitate the recovery of pre-war technology, the academy divides the projects waiting for recovery in the 'blueprint' into seven levels of FEDCBAS for management based on factors such as the difficulty of technology reconstruction, the number of related projects, the total amount of data, and the application value, to ensure that high-priority projects can get higher budgets and personnel allocation. This rating system is not only used to grade technology, but also to rate pre-war civilization relics and ruins."
Looking at the black suitcase in front of him again, Yin Fang said with an unbelievable look on his face.
"For example, this thing."
"The 'black box' of the Ark Project is undoubtedly an S-level relic."
Chu Guang frowned and said, "What is the Ark Project?"
"Another civilization preservation plan parallel to the Shelter Project. The plan assumes that under extreme conditions, social production is completely stagnant and the supply chain is completely destroyed. We need a simple and convenient production tool that can use raw materials that can be found everywhere to produce what we need."
"The 'black box' is the product of the Ark Project. Based on the most advanced printing technology, only the most basic materials and electricity are needed to create specific products. For example, the most common black box is about 30X30X20m in size. It only needs electricity to be placed in the air to absorb carbon dioxide and water in the air to synthesize starch. Slightly more advanced ones can also directly synthesize carbon dioxide and water into barbecue-flavored pizza and cake."
Chu Guang was surprised and said, "Can even such a thing be done?"
Yin Fang: "Of course, it is the crystallization of pre-war social technology, like a wishing machine that will answer any request! Although its efficiency is not high, it is absolutely reliable. The only disadvantage is that it has a single function. What it can give you does not depend on your wish, but on what function its designer has given it."
Chu Guang looked at the black box in front of him.
"What about this black box? What can I get from it?"
Yin Fang: "I don't know. The Academy has probably recycled hundreds of boxes in the past two centuries. The only ones I have come across are those that synthesize cakes and pizzas. However, the size of this box looks like it should be M size... It is unlikely to synthesize pizza and cake. Do you want to open it? There are usually fool-proof tutorials inside. I heard that even illiterate people can understand it. Just take a look and you will know."
Chu Guang did not answer and directly entered the password on the box.
[X1179]
He is very sensitive to numbers. Basically, he can remember them after reading them once and there is no possibility of making mistakes.
With a light click, the lock was opened.
Yin Fang was even more anxious than Chu Guang, and couldn't wait to open the box.
Chu Guang, who was standing behind Yin Fang, noticed that the box had a very simple structure. There were only a few buttons that were as simple as they could be, a power interface that was probably used to plug in electricity, and a stuffing port designed like a drawer.
The instruction manual was in the groove next to the button.
There were some simple and easy-to-understand stick drawings on it, just as Yin Fang said, even illiterate people could easily understand it.
It seems that the designers of the Ark Project have even considered the possibility that the survivors after the war might become illiterate.
After unfolding the instruction manual and taking a look at it, Yin Fang's expression of interest became more intense, and he said in amazement.
"Neural connection unit! It integrates two parts, the neural signal collector and the modem, and contains three C-level technologies and two D-level technologies... This is a good thing."
Chu Guang: "Do you know how to use it?"
With a confident smile on his face, Yin Fang put down the instruction manual and looked at Chu Guang, saying excitedly.
"Of course! I'm an expert in this area."
"With these things, we can make some simple exoskeletons and mechanical prostheses!"
...
Official website forum:
"Fuck! Do newbies have no human rights?"
"Too miserable, I was fighting a monster and the screen went black!"
"Oh my god, I thought it was a bug! It turned out to be a sneak attack after all this time!"
"That's right, it takes three days to resurrect, this is too much!"
Complaining about the resurrection CD is a daily post on the forum.
Recently, there are more people on the server. Every day, there are one or two unlucky people, either being bitten on the neck by a dog in the hunting ground in Elm District, or being dragged into the water while fishing by the lake.
Almost all newbies who died for the first time have complained that the death penalty of Wasteland OL is too severe, but this time, fifteen people died at once, which is a little more.
As for the old players, and the cloud players on the forum, they are no longer surprised by such meaningless posts.
Three days is nothing.
What a pattern!
When the last expansion had a bug, they didn't even release the entire expansion!
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "This game is just like that, Mofa. At least there are no bugs, be thankful."
Irena: "+1, authenticity is one of the selling points of Wasteland OL. It's good that the planner didn't let you reincarnate. Don't play if you're unhappy. (Funny)"
Ye Shi: "You newcomers, this time it's considered a plot kill, and you don't have to deduct money. Why are you complaining? Do you know how much we deducted at the beginning? 500 contributions! The first boss who ate crabs was fined and cried. (Funny)"
Ya Ya: "No way!!! Don't talk nonsense! ヾ(?｀Д′?)?彡"
Elf King Fugui: "I testify! It's not crabs, it's leeches. (Funny)"
Ya Ya: "(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻"
...
Herd of cattle and horses.
As usual, it was only very lively in the early morning, because at night, the group owner and the dog manager were playing games.
But at this moment, a message suddenly popped up in the group.
Lao Bai: "I was just about to log in to the game, why can't I log in suddenly???"
The group owner can't log in to the game?
This is big news.
Ye Shi, who was bragging with the group members, quickly typed and asked.
"Can't log in? What's the situation?!"
"The helmet prompts... the character is abnormal, and no specific time is given." Lao Bai said nervously, "Damn, is it a violation?"
Impossible.
He played very carefully, not to mention attacking NPCs, he was actually very friendly!
Kuangfeng: "I just tried it, and I can still log in here."
Ye Shi: "+1, me too."
Lao Bai: "Damn, it's weird, could it be a bug?"
WC really has mosquitoes: "I'll tag Brother Guang for you! @Guang"
A Guang was probably working overtime and didn't reply.
This guy didn't seem to use QQ very often. He always logged in with a computer. He only had a chance to pop up between 8 and 10 in the morning.
The group gave Lao Bai some bad advice.
Some group members suggested that he soak his helmet in water to see if it would get better.
At this time, Fang Chang's mind moved and he typed.
"Lao Bai, what was your experience bar before you went offline?"
Lao Bai: "Experience bar? Wait a minute, I'll check the official website."
Not long after waiting, Lao Bai came back soon.
"The case is solved."
Ye Shi immediately typed and asked.
"What? What case is solved?!"
Lao Bai: "Hey, I just checked, my character is level 10!"