This Game is Too Real

The new man named "mosquito" is really good at carpentry.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang took the steel bar as a ruler and compared the boards that hadn't been sawn out for a long time. He just carried a saw and divided them into three, five and two.

More than that, these boards also have snap edges, which can be easily put together to form a square hollow brick groove.

After a while, many brick molds came out.

"You can't handle the wood well. Look at this... Mushrooms are growing fast." the mosquito wiped his sweat, leaned the saw aside, looked at Fang Changhe and Lao Bai and asked, "is this enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough! Thanks, brother. It's a big help!" Lao Bai patted the mosquito on the shoulder with a happy expression on his face.

The mosquito was shy and gave a dry smile.

"You're welcome! Just let me know if you need anything."

Lao Bai smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"OK! I remember. You'll be welcome next time!"

Mosquito: "

With molds, it is much easier to make mud bricks.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang put a little water on the yellow mud collected from the river, rubbed it into viscous mud, poured it into the mold, put a square shape on the ground, then plug some charcoal in the middle gap, and plaster the surface of the mud brick with ash.

This is also the way Lao Bai learned from the wilderness survival video.

When the first layer of bricks was almost dried, they changed their orientation, continued to stack the second layer, and stacked it one layer after another until the brick stack was higher than their head.

When it was done, Lao Bai carefully lit the carbon in the brick stack, let the fire burn from the middle, and then gradually swallowed the whole brick stack.

"Can this thing be done?"

Looking at the "mud pile" with smoke, the square leader wiped the sweat on his forehead with his muddy arm. It looked like climbing out of a cesspit.

Lao Bai's image is not very good, and he has more carbon ash than him, as if he had just climbed out of the coal mine.

"Who knows, I can only wait and see."

He also burned this thing for the first time. When he was a child, he just watched adults do it. I don't know whether this method works or not.

Everything can only be seen tomorrow.

"Come on, let it burn here first."

"Let's go to the cement kiln and have a look. I feel that we are very close to the finished product. This time, we should use more force to get a bucket out before going offline!"

On the other hand, with the help of [WC really has mosquitoes], the strong wind and night ten finally completed the improvement of the nth generation fishing device.

They replaced the original cylindrical structure with cage structure, replaced the weak wood strip with solid reinforcement, and reinforced the main structure of the trap again.

Never mind the fish. Don't want to leave if you come in!

The three went to the lake together and planned to try again.

It looks very happy.

As for Chu Guang, he was still pondering over the skill of bacon.

Although there is still no great progress

"Dear manager, what are you doing...?"

Hearing the sound from one side, Chu Guang stood up in front of the bacon rack, patted the carbon ash on his hands and looked aside. He saw [scrambled eggs with tomatoes], looking curiously at the bacon rack he made.

If you remember correctly, this guy seems to be a chef graduated from New Oriental?

Chu Guang's eyes lit up at the thought of this.

"I'm studying how to make bacon... You're right here. From now on, you're the cook at outpost 404!"

With that, Chu Guang didn't give the player a chance to speak at all. He looked at him seriously and continued.

"The situation we are facing now is very serious. In addition to the construction of surface outposts, we have to store enough food for the 100 compatriots who subsequently arrive on the surface before winter."

"I need your help!"

Scrambled eggs look confused.

The cook is OK

In reality, he is a cook. Before going online, he fried two dishes before giving the spoon to his colleagues. Unexpectedly, he had to do his old business in the game.

Is this equivalent to a transferred life player?

It took him a long time to open his mouth.

"But... What can I do for you?"

"Good question."

Chu Guang looked at the bacon rack.

"I tried to smoke meat, but the effect was not ideal. I need you to solve the problem of food storage... I read your information and the organization said you have relevant experience in handling food, right?"

Scrambled eggs were stunned.

"I probably know a little, but games are games after all - I mean, I'm not sure if my experience works here."

Thinking that this is the game world, fried egg brother temporarily changed his mouth, but it seems that NPC doesn't care. It is probably that the program is set to automatically ignore the reality related elements unrelated to the game.

"It doesn't matter. I need the advice of professionals," Chu Guang said, looking at the bacon rack. "Help me see what's wrong with my bacon rack."

Looking at the wooden shelf in front of me, the scrambled egg fell into silence.

Not so much what went wrong

It's better to say that everything is a problem.

"Well... First of all, the bacon must be in a closed environment. Your roasting method is useless if it scorches the outside. What's more, the meat is sprinkled with spices?"

"A special kind of tobacco leaf."

"Tobacco?!"

"Well," Chu Guang nodded at the surprised scrambled eggs, "this is an inland area. Salt is very expensive. Local survivors use this tobacco leaf rich in aromatic compounds and tar to replace salt, crush it and wipe it on the food surface, and mix the anti-corrosion substances with the oil on the food surface by heating to achieve the anti-corrosion effect."

What else?!

Scrambled eggs surprised the whole person.

Some aromatic compounds can indeed be used as food preservatives, but he heard for the first time that they can be eaten.

Maybe you won't die without overdosing?

But his intuition told him that this smoking process was tantamount to attacking poison with poison

"In fact, even if you don't put salt, you can smoke meat... But the flavor is not very good. I don't understand this method, but the smoked food is not suitable from a health point of view."

The expression of scrambled eggs is euphemistic, because it is said that NPC has a preference setting. Only when the preference is high can it take the hidden task.

In reality, he rolled his eyes.

"No need to put salt?" Chu Guang was stunned.

"HMM... microorganisms need water to survive. Smoking meat is essentially drying the water in the meat to achieve the effect of dehydration. If there is salt, the effect will be better, the storage time will be longer, and the flavor will be better. But if there is no salt, it can be operated properly."

"Of course, if the fat content is high, dehydration will be more troublesome... It still depends on what kind of meat it is."

At this point, the scrambled egg paused, glanced awkwardly at the bacon rack next to it and whispered.

"But in either case, you haven't made a seal... It's certainly not good."

If you can pickle food without consuming this strange tobacco leaf, it is undoubtedly a happy thing for the outpost.

But Chu Guang still had some doubts.

Even if the survivors of Bette Street are ignorant, since they can survive on this waste land until now, they won't even get this survival skill wrong.

What went wrong?

However, Chu Guang doesn't intend to think about such a troublesome thing for the time being.

One is because he is not so free.

Another thing is that NPCs solve everything. What else do you want players to do?

"Well, this glorious and arduous task will be handed over to you!"

He patted the little Meng Xin on the shoulder.

Chu Guang solemnly handed over the work of bacon to [scrambled eggs with tomatoes], gave instructions on safety issues, and then left happily.

not bad

Solved another problem.

In other words, the food problem has already begun. Should I try to recruit more players to improve productivity?

With these hands alone, you may not be able to repair the fence of the sanatorium until the end of the month.

When Chu Guang thought so, a excited cheering came not far away.

"Beef batch!!!"

"Shit, it's finally done!"