This Game is Too Real

"You mean... A new survivor stronghold emerged out of thin air in Linghu wetland park? Right under our noses?"

The flames in the brazier flickered.

The man as strong as a bear sat on the human skin chair, his chin lazily leaning against the slightly held right fist, looked down at the servant under the steps without expression, and listened to the report.

His name is "bear", just like the twisted muscles on his body, every inch of his cells seem to be born for violence.

Most of the Raiders of the blood hand clan have no names, except the clan leader or the decadent named by the leader.

According to the tradition inherited from the last century, the single name of the leader of the blood hand clan is often only one word.

For example, his last name was "snake", which was pecked blind by the "Eagle" and thrown into the subway, allowing the eaters to share the food.

Later, the eagle was torn off by the bear, crushed its neck, hung on the street lamp and lit oil.

Up to now, the body has disappeared, leaving only the ugly head used by him to pad the brazier.

The law of the jungle is followed here, and the strong is the king.

And he is undoubtedly the strongest.

And the most vicious one!

The man crawling under the steps did not dare to look up, and the urn whispered.

"There was a delay when the livestock people prepared the tribute to you. It was dusk when we set out again. There were alien foraging in the urban area. We were afraid to hurt the livestock people's tribute to you, so we took the way by Linghu lake."

"I thought the place was inaccessible, but I didn't expect to find someone there as soon as I went in. My partner and I searched all the way, and finally found a hidden settlement in a forest."

"How many people?"

The man's forehead is attached to the floor tile.

"No more than thirty!"

Hearing this figure, a trace of contempt floated in the bear's eyes and his face was not very interested.

Just 30 people.

Apart from the old and weak women, it's good to have half of this number of adult men who can become combat effectiveness.

Such survivor strongholds usually have little oil and water.

In other words, I don't even have the qualification to be a livestock.

On a good day, send some young people to kill all the old and young, and both men and women will be caught as slaves. It's snowy in winter. I can't get out of the door. I'm just closing the house for fun.

If you eat less meat, you can kill some cooking food.

"Tribute."

"Delivered to your room!"

The bear's impatient face finally showed a smile.

That smile made people shudder, and even the flame in the basin was in a trance.

"Good. You can step back."

The man asked.

"The stronghold by the Linghu Lake..."

The bear waved impatiently.

"Wait till I wake up tomorrow."

"Yes..."

The kowtow man answered the voice obediently, smiled bitterly in his heart, but dared not complain.

When you wake up

I'm afraid it's this time tomorrow.

……

early morning.

Not far from Bette street, Liszt, who ordered the caravan to stop and wait, glanced at the machine watch on his left hand.

This is a gadget he bought recently.

Through the transparent case, you can see multiple gold and silver hands, as well as the gear rotating at a uniform speed under the hands.

Not just time, this watch integrates a series of functions such as compass, tachometer, Geiger counter and so on... Although most people who can afford this "luxury" can't use them.

Liszt couldn't help thinking.

Maybe it won't be long before you can get the tickets to enter the upper class of Jushi city?

He has long been tired of the trade, especially the activities of predators, mutants and aliens have become more and more frequent over the years. He has to spend more money on bodyguards and insurance.

Plus dealing with these countrymen.

Maybe I should learn from the big people in the inner city, hand over the business to the lower class, and use my spare time to improve my taste.

What did you say

yes!

Class leap!

"No one taught these aborigines the concept of punctuality?"

Two minutes have passed since the appointed time.

But the man didn't show up with what he needed.

Liszt couldn't help thinking that maybe he was dead. After all, mutant leeches are not easy to deal with.

At this time, a figure appeared on the corner.

"Chu Guang asked me to come. He said he had an agreement with you to sell you some blue mushrooms."

Yu Hu came out from the corner of the street and showed his hands to show that he was not armed or hostile.

Chu Guang had told him that if he saw "President Li's Caravan" appear on Beite street, he would tell him this, and then take him to Linghu Wetland Park.

If the other party refuses, forget it.

Liszt's eyes narrowed.

"Where is he?"

"He can't come here," Yu Hu shook his head. "He has left Beite street and now lives with his companions."

It took Liszt about three seconds to weigh the risks and rewards.

Twenty kilograms of blue umbrella mushroom is worth the risk.

"Lead the way."

Yu Hu nodded cautiously.

"Please follow me."

……

Today, the average temperature outside the shelter has dropped to 13 degrees, which is still uncomfortable for the humid South.

Whooshing cold wind, people can't help getting goose bumps.

The shelter's coat is made of special adaptive thermal conductive material, which feels like rubber, but is as light and soft as chemical fiber. In the range of 5 to 35 degrees, it can realize heat insulation at low temperature and heat conduction at high temperature by virtue of the performance of the material itself.

So this also appeared. Some people can jump alive even in the cold wind, while some lizards are frozen to the Internet.

"The game is still not very real," night 10 sighed gently, looked at the sky and said, "I'm from the south. The temperature is windy, and I won't feel like this."

"Why don't you take off your clothes!" the garbage gentleman was shivering with cold. At the moment, he was wrapped in a thick deer skin coat and kept jumping to make himself warm.

Night ten looked at him like an idiot.

"Why would I do that?"

Junkie: "% @"

Although the weather is getting colder, today is still a happy day for the niuma team.

Just before going offline yesterday, their total deposit had reached 200 silver coins, enough to buy land.

Why didn't it go online during the day?

On the one hand, the strong wind and Lao Bai have to go to work during the day, and only have time to play games at night. Another reason is that according to Fang Chang's analysis, when the server is online during the day, it is night and can't go hunting. It's better to stay offline and keep the role's "energy" in the server during the day.

During the day, it is the home of Hunter players!

"Dear manager, we want to buy a piece of land."

When he came to the manager, the chief said respectfully, and presented the silver coins he and his teammates had earned for several days with both hands.

"This is 200 silver coins. My teammates and I add up to a total of 20 square meters."

Nearby onlookers cast envious eyes on the leader.

200 silver coins!

Enough to buy two guns!

He reached out and took the money bag in the hand of the square leader. Chu Guang nodded, then took out the small book and handed it to the square leader, saying in a business tone.

"The plots purchased by individuals must be adjacent, the length and width shall not differ by three times, and the shape must be square and regular. The plots purchased by groups can be calculated together. In addition, during the reconstruction construction, attention shall be paid not to endanger the facilities in the base or affect other residents."

Normal people will not circle a wonderful shape, but players can't think with normal people's thinking after all. Setting the rules in detail also saves themselves time.

He will teach Xiao Qi this passage later.

After all, it's troublesome for me every time.

"Any position is OK?" if so, the square leader wants to buy it directly at the front door and connect the only exit of the resurrection point.

Chu Guang said.

"Only within the planning scope."

The main road leading to the four doors from the sanatorium is the road land, and the open space at the main gate of the sanatorium is also marked as a square... These are written in a small book.

Fang Chang took the book and looked at it. Although he had expected for a long time, he still had some regrets in his heart.

Sure enough, freedom is a relative concept, especially in online games. It is impossible for the game team to let players have loopholes. After all, not only one person is playing in a server.

Even if someone takes advantage of the loophole, it can be repaired as a bug.

Hey.

I really want to play the stand-alone version of wasteland ol.

It must be great!

After some selection, the niuma team finally chose a 30 square meter land closest to the main gate of the sanatorium.

As for why it is 30 square meters, because just now, garbage Jun and mosquito brother also joined in.

In fact, the garbage gentleman couldn't get 50 silver coins, but brother mosquito borrowed 40 silver coins from him. Counting his only 10 silver coins, it's just enough.

Garbage Jun said with a moved face.

"Man! Thanks a lot!"

"You're welcome. The interest is 2 silver coins a month."

"Gan! Do you still have interest?!"

"Otherwise?" brother mosquito glanced at him and said with a smile, "it's enough to charge you five cents of interest a month. You can be a mortgage."

Garbage Jun: "MMP!"

Brother mosquito: "what did you say?"

Garbage Jun: "I said you were MVP!"

Does this guy really sell furniture in reality?

He knows how to make gunpowder, bow and crossbow, and usury

Chu Guang listened beside him with a strange face. He always felt that this man was very punished, but it was hard to say anything.

Whatever he does in "reality".

Anyway, I'm just an emotional NPC.

"Master Manager!"

"Are you also here to buy land?" Chu Guang asked, looking at the player in front of him.

"Er, I want to buy it, but I haven't saved enough money and contribution," the player said quickly after scratching his head, remembering his purpose. "There are a lot of people in the south of the sanatorium, about ten!"

Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"So many people?"

And it's from the south.

Is it

"There are more than twenty cows! There are many things on their backs!"

Before the player finished speaking, Chu Guang immediately picked up 5 copper coins from the money bag and threw them into his hand.

"Go to the warehouse to get 20 kilograms of blue mushrooms and take them to the south gate to wait for me."

Glad to receive the reward. The player respectfully took over the task.

"Yes, sir manager!"