This Game Is Too Realistic

[Mission: Nomads from the Wilderness]

[Briefing: A group of unidentified nomads are coming from the north. No matter what their purpose is, we must be on guard. 】

[Explanation: Players within 30 meters of the manager will automatically trigger the task. If you hold a "weapon" and follow the manager, you can enter the recruiting state. 】

[Reward: 1 silver coin. 】

…

Wetland Park North.

A group of ragged refugees stopped.

The sturdy man walked to the front of the crowd, looked up at Chu Guang who was standing in front of the north gate of the Wetland Park with a neither humble nor arrogant look.

"We don't mean to offend, we just want to go to the lake and get some water."

It can be seen from the steps of others stepping aside and the respectful gazes that this person should be their leader.

Chu Guang glanced at the crowd following him. There were about sixty or seventy people... maybe seventy or eighty people. Among them were some children, the elderly, pregnant women and even babies.

It's unlikely to be a predator.

In terms of property, the men had two cows, one bull, two calves, and eight camels loaded with luggage and supplies.

In terms of weapons, there are only five spears that can be seen, and the rest are bows and arrows, short crossbows, shovels, axes, hoes and even wooden sticks.

It only takes one charge to defeat this rabble, and these supplies will undoubtedly be his spoils.

The only question is whether to continue to be a human being.

Behind him were nearly fifty players on guard with guns.

Chu Guang did not order an attack, but looked at the group of refugees who had come from afar.

"The front of you is my territory. You can continue south along the elevated highway out of the city, or leave here north."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

The man's face showed embarrassment.

"We need fresh water and without it our livestock will die of thirst."

"There is everything you need in the city, and there is snow everywhere on the ground. There are cleavage crabs on the east and south shores of Linghu Lake, and they are not good places to get water."

"The water in the city is frozen, and we don't have enough fuel to melt the snow. As for the split-claw crabs, they are no more terrifying than the monsters in the city."

The old man next to the man took a step forward, lowered his eyebrows and begged, "Please show mercy, we will not disturb you."

If everyone told the truth, the world would not be what it is now.

The expression on Chu Guang's face was indifferent, weighing the gains and losses in his heart.

If this group of people is allowed to camp by the lake, it is difficult to say whether they can be successfully driven away.

Maybe their next step would be to cut down trees to build camps, pile up soil to hold up fortresses, and even bring over their relatives from far away. In the end, the number of refugees would increase, and the expelled people would become the aborigines.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the wasteland, it can even be said to be quite common, and it often ends in bloody conflicts.

But think about it from another angle...

These people are the labor force and can take up positions that players are unwilling to do or are too lazy to do.

And they have rich hunting experience and knowledge of survival in the wasteland, which may allow his players to learn some interesting things.

Overall the opportunities outweigh the risks.

Chu Guang raised his chin and looked at the man in front of him.

"I still say the same thing. The land in front of you is our territory. Every tree and even every piece of soil here belongs to us."

"But out of mercy, I now give you two choices. Either accept our placement, obey our laws, and camp in the designated spot."

"Either, leave from here."

The man glanced at the group of armed soldiers behind Chu Guang with fear, and said cautiously.

"I need to discuss this with my people."

Chu Guang nodded.

"I'll give you ten minutes."

In fact, it didn't take ten minutes at all.

Several ragged refugees gathered together. After some discussion, the man finally stood in front of Chu Guang again and offered his shotgun with both hands.

"We are willing to accept your placement."

Chu Guang didn't expect that he would take the initiative to hand over his weapon.

But think about it.

After all, he said that the park ahead was his territory. It is reasonable to enter other people's territory and ask for shelter and hand over your gun.

Hunting bows and crossbows were allowed to remain.

Chu Guang placed this group of people a hundred meters outside the east gate of the outpost, set aside a piece of land the size of a basketball court, and allowed them to cut down the wood in the area and settle here.

There was a trench, a wall, and a buffer distance of 100 meters between the two sides, so Chu Guang was not worried about what kind of disturbance they would cause.

What's more, there is Xiaoqi squatting on the roof.

If there is any movement, he will know it immediately.

"What's your name."

The man replied in a thick voice.

"Iron axe, my lord."

"Iron axe?"

"Yes, my lord, that's what my people call me. When I was six years old, I used an ax to chop the skull of a predator."

Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.

"Your name is very unique, but it is not convenient for us to communicate, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings. In this way, from now on, your last name is 'Wu', and 'Tiaxu' is your first name. Together they are Wu Tiaxu."

Although it is still confusing to read, it is not a big problem when you use it.

These nomads have little culture and are worse than the survivors in the settlements. You can't expect them to be able to sing two limericks.

If I gave him a name that was too literary, he might not even understand what it meant.

"Thank you, sir, for giving me the name. I will be Wu Tiaxu from now on!"

The burly man had no objection to the name given to him by the adult in front of him, and was even a little flattered.

In the tradition of their tribe, only the fathers can give names to younger generations.

Now I and my group are living under someone else's roof, and this adult giving me a surname undoubtedly means a kind of acceptance and protection.

At least in his understanding, this is a good thing!

Seeing Wu Tiaxu nodding, Chu Guang continued.

"Our laws are very simple. Fighting, stealing, killing, coercion, and intimidation are prohibited from any behavior that affects others. You are free to go to the lake to get water, but you are not allowed to interfere with people fishing there. Except for your camp, the people in the woods are Trees are not allowed to be cut down without my permission. If you need wood, go get it from outside the park."

"In addition, useful parts and metals collected through scavenging, as well as hunted prey or other useful things, can be exchanged for items in our warehouse."

"But remember, you can only send people to deliver trading materials to our warehouse between six and seven o'clock every evening. You are not allowed to cross our gate at will during the rest of the time."

"I will have my servant send the rest of the specific terms to you later. Speaking of which, are any of your people literate?"

Wu Tiaxu nodded quickly.

"Several elders in the clan know a little bit, and I know a little bit too."

"Very good," Chu Guang nodded as he looked at this sturdy man, "You can learn it when you have time. It will be good for you."

…

After settling the refugees who had wandered from other places, Chu Guang dismissed the recruited players, giving each one a silver coin and letting them do their own work.

These refugees were also very honest and did not cause trouble to Chu Guang. After demarcating the land boundary, they used axes to chop down trees there and concentrated on setting up camp.

Chu Guang did not have strict requirements for the standards of their camp, but only emphasized the two aspects of hygiene and security.

That is, you must not urinate or defecate anywhere, which provides a breeding ground for bacteria to multiply. All excreta must be collected and transported to designated locations for dumping.

Chu Guang also requested the same for the survivors who lived in the brick kiln.

In addition, the fence of the station must not be higher than two meters. If a house is to be built in the future, the building must not be higher than the east wall of the outpost.

However, these rules are actually a bit redundant for these refugees.

Not to mention walls and toilets, they are very satisfied if they can have a draft-proof place to sleep in and the children will not be frozen.

In this way, both parties spent the night peacefully.

Early the next morning, this group of refugees emerged from their temporary shacks and continued working.

The men consciously took the boys to the lake to collect water, dug wells with shovels, chopped trees with axes, and continued to build shacks with the collected materials.

Women and old people stayed in the camp, tending livestock, mending clothes, repairing broken tools, and setting up cauldrons to prepare lunch.

The players watched curiously for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back their curiosity and took the initiative to communicate with these natives.

At first, these natives were a little scared, but then they gradually realized that these people had no ill intentions, and gradually they became less worried.

Although the two parties do not understand each other's language, they can still understand each other's meaning by making a few gestures with their hands.

For example, even a monkey can understand the gesture - I want to exchange "this" with you for "that".

Speaking of which, there is a small episode.

Combining the posts and comments on the official website, Chu Guang discovered a very interesting phenomenon while observing in secret.

These players are actually pretty smart.

After discovering that "Wasteland OL" had indeed created a language, they mastered the two most basic nouns "you" and "I" very early on.

Then, high-frequency words that often appear in tasks such as "hyena", "dried meat", "wood", "prey", and "fish" are not difficult to learn.

When some old players hear NPCs talking about it, they can guess what the NPCs want to express.

As for more difficult verbs, adjectives that appear less frequently, modal particles in special contexts, more advanced and obscure grammar, etc., they are rarely used in daily communication. As for the specific pronunciation of some parts, they are rarely used in daily communication. Translation, the sophisticated players among them have not reached a unified consensus.

To completely master an unfamiliar language is actually a very long process, and it cannot be accomplished by some "big guy" just writing a few papers out of thin air.

In particular, the mastery of a system usually requires two civilizations to reach consensus on certain objective things, behaviors, and even more profound philosophical concepts through long-term contact and exchanges.

The more developed a civilization is on the material and spiritual levels, the broader its vocabulary will be and its grammar will be more flexible and diverse.

Their language even contains many nouns, verbs, and adjectives that are unknown to lower-level civilizations, and it is naturally more difficult to decipher them.

However, if it is just daily communication, it is not as difficult as imagined.

Maybe in a few years or more than ten years, maybe there will be players who can talk to the natives freely without the help of translation tools... If there are people who are so bored, they will not take the exams for level 4 or 6 and come to learn the skills in the game. The words of birdsong.

Chu Guang hasn't decided yet whether to help them, so he decided to take advantage of the closed beta stage to observe before making a decision.

After understanding the trading intentions of these players, these refugees also took out their goodies.

They have dried meat, including hyena meat from hunting, beef and camel meat from slaughtering livestock.

In addition, they also have the furs of various animals, as well as some leather goods such as slings and scabbards made by themselves.

However, what surprised the players the most was that these natives actually had such good things as milk and camel milk!

Unlocking two recipes at the same time is so cool!

"Brothers! You can trade furs with these people! And milk and camel milk!"

“Three kilograms of potato chips can be exchanged for one kilogram of dried hyena meat!”

"One kilogram of croissant potatoes only costs 3 silver coins... Damn it?! In other words, 3 silver coins can be exchanged for one kilogram of dried hyena meat! You can buy it in the NPC's warehouse. Only 3 silver coins can buy 600g, right?!"

"Hyena meat for your butt! Haven't you eaten enough? Gan, I haven't eaten camel meat in real life. I'll go to the warehouse to change something first and try two pieces!"

"This pot of camel milk is just a little...it smells fishy. Can I drink it?"

"The Alpha0.5 version is awesome! The planning dad is invincible!!!"

"These natives also sell leather goods and iron products! But... I feel like the quality is not very good."

The natives looked at the blue coats in bewilderment.

Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I felt like they were very excited.

In this case, it's a little more expensive...

That should be no problem, right?

…

Players quickly brought the news to the official website.

Without waiting for a while, Elder Brother Fang, who never disappoints, summed up a guide.

It is most cost-effective to exchange coarse salt for air-dried meat. 100 grams of coarse salt can be exchanged for one kilogram of air-dried meat made from hyena meat.

The former only costs 2 silver coins in the NPC's warehouse, while the latter costs 5 silver coins in the NPC's warehouse!

However, this method can only be used to buy supplies, and it is not practical to use it to buy money.

First of all, the sales prices in NPC warehouses are different, and the difference in sales price for the same item can even reach 1:10.

The dried meat in exchange can either be eaten by oneself or sold to other players at a low price. It is impossible to cash out the warehouse by dumping it in large quantities.

Selling to other players is actually impossible. Once the news spreads, there will be no information gap, and it is naturally impossible to make money by using the information gap.

Who will be the one to be taken advantage of?

Another unrealistic reason is that prices in the game change due to changes in supply and demand.

Not long after Elder Brother Fang's post was posted, the "bug" of buying supplies was fixed by an invisible hand.

Later, another player took 100 grams of coarse salt and wanted to exchange meat with the natives who came from afar, but the other party refused.

They are no longer short of salt, and eating enough is their first need. As for camel milk and milk, they still need to save some to feed the babies in the village, at least they won't sell it now.

The only things that can be traded are furs, leather goods, and some gadgets that have no attribute bonus and are just beautiful.

The players don't have many silver coins in their pockets, so they can't spend them freely. Moreover, the leather goods and clothes made by the indigenous people are not as good-looking as those made by the Tengteng Hut.

For a "skin" without adding attributes, appearance is naturally more important!

The trading craze that just heated up has come to an end for the time being.

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