[Mission: Devil Moth Hunt (Repeatable)]

[Synopsis: The Devil Moth builds its nest in the greenhouse site, which means something like a fusion battery or an emergency reactor, which is exactly what we need.] 】

[Request: Bring back 1 Devil Moth corpse]

[Reward: 1 Credit]

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[Mission: Devil's Moth's Cocoon (Repeatable)]

[Introduction: The cocoons of the devil moth are a good thing, and we can use their silk to weave cloth and make clothes or armor.] And I heard that the chrysalis inside seems to be edible? 】

[Request: Bring back 1 Devil Moth Cocoon]

[Reward: 5 Credits]

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[Mission: Raid the first floor of the greenhouse ruins]

[Synopsis: We need to clear the way to the underground of the greenhouse ruins and safely obtain the "treasure" there.] 】

[Requirements: Close the gate on the first floor of the greenhouse and cut off the connection ...... other floors]

……

Evening.

Brother Mole led a group of players who were connected to the devil's moth nest, sang triumphant songs of victory, and pulled five carts full of loot, returning from the direction of the greenhouse ruins.

"Cool crooked sparrow~Sleep on the mast ~~~"

"Lard bones, take the marinade, I forgot to wash the eggs again~~~"

"Gan, what the hell are you singing?"

"It's like, what are you singing? We just died a brother, and we'll have to send one away later, can you be serious! ”

"I wash the kelp, wash the kelp~~~"

"Grass, who's going to sew this mole's mouth shut?"

"I'll do it, I'm good at this."

"Don't, I have made a contribution to the planning! I've shed blood for the base! You can't do that to me~~~"

It turns out that the devil moth is not inexhaustible, if one time is not enough, then twice, two times is not enough, then the third time, and the fourth time.

Two days in a row.

Eighteen players formed a "531 lineup" according to the strategy of the mole brother, divided into two teams to attack in turn, killing and injuring a large number of devil moths in the narrow passage.

Part of it was burned, and part of it was stabbed to death with a cold weapon.

Interestingly, these devil moths do not seem to have fully inherited the habits of the moths, or that they have evolved a special habit similar to the hive consciousness.

When the population in the space dropped to a certain level, the insects suddenly gave up their suicidal initiative and retreated to the nest, protecting the cocoons of larvae and hatching adults, and under the cover of shadows, launched a sneak attack on the target who entered the nest.

This has had a certain impact on the players' fixed style of play.

According to the mole brother's understanding, eighty percent of the dog planners found that they were using "bugs" to farm monsters and adjust the server parameters.

It's not a big problem, though.

The remaining Devil Moths in the first layer are no longer enough to pose a deadly threat.

It was still the power players who served in the front row, and the agility system output in the back, and the group quickly harvested the devil moth cocoons near the exit of the passage, and picked up the corpses of the devil moths near the exit of the passage, and went home with the rich loot.

Although they paid the price of one death and one great disability, compared to the gains of this trip, the little loss they paid was not worth mentioning at all.

The corpses of more than a hundred devil moths were piled up into a small mountain, and there were more than a hundred football-sized cocoons, and if it weren't for another batch of devil moths coming up from behind, they could have taken a little more.

Combined with the small number of spirit leaves harvested from the planting unit, the total income from the quest reached 841 credits!

41 silver per capita!

Of course, it is certainly impossible to divide the money evenly, and the loss of human life and equipment is the cost, but in the end, at least each person can get more than 33 silver.

It's a lot cooler than burning bricks.

The group passed through the east gate.

After exchanging supplies from the outpost, Wu Tieaxe and several natives who had just come out happened to see the corpses of devil moths and a lump of moth chrysalis piled up on the wooden cart, and their faces showed shock.

Of course they know what it is.

Especially in the summer, when the spirit leaves grow most luxuriantly, this thing is simply the grim reaper in the wasteland, and there is not even a complete corpse to be found in the swept place.

However, why did this bug appear in Qingquan City?

And where did the spirit Hada come from?

It's already minus a few degrees Celsius, don't the moths here need to hibernate?

"They can defeat even the devil moth......"

"It's incredible, how they did it."

"They came from the east...... In the eastern part of the city, there is a nest of devil moths. ”

"We need to stay away."

A few clansmen with croissants on their shoulders muttered quietly, Wu Tieaxe, as the leader of the clan, was thinking about other things in his heart.

Coming all the way from the northern part of the river valley province, they have endured countless dangerous battles to survive.

In one of the most dangerous battles, his father and uncle died in a fight to escape from the guns of the slave hunters.

There were more than 50 young and middle-aged men in the clan, but now there are only in their early twenties, and the rest are old and weak women and children who have not even been weaned babies.

Now that there are strong people who are willing to shelter them, it is time to seize the time and recuperate.

The problem, however, is that as a result of the previous successive losses, the number of women in the tribe who are able to have children far exceeds that of the fertile men, and many of them are related by blood.

Intratribal marriage in small tribes is a very headache. For the health and strength of the newborn, his tribe needs to be replenished with fresh blood.

And these powerful warriors seem to be the best choice.

Thinking back to the long conversation between the elders of the clan and himself last night, Wu Tieaxe didn't say a word on the way back.

After instructing his people to store the food he had exchanged, he returned to the outpost alone and found the ruler at the gate of the sanatorium.

"Your Excellency."

Chu Guang glanced at him.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Tieaxe lowered his head and said in an urn voice.

"I'd like to borrow some seeds from you."

Borrowing seeds?

Strange, you nomads still farm?

Chu Guang thought it was funny and said with a smile.

"Unfortunately, we don't have any seeds, so I'm afraid I can't help with this. And the snow outside is so heavy, the soil has already frozen, even if you get seeds, I'm afraid you won't be able to plant them. ”

Wu Tieaxe scratched the back of his head.

"No, you may have misunderstood what I meant, I want to borrow it from you...... It's not that seed, it's that seed. ”

"What, what, what?" Chu Guang frowned, looked at him and said, "What the hell do you want to say, don't go around in circles with me." ”

Wu Tieaxe didn't dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly explained.

"That's it, for breeding."

Hearing this, Chu Guang almost didn't choke on his saliva.

What the hell.

Did you hear it wrong or misunderstood?

What the hell is it to breed people?!

Noticing the change in the expression on Chu Guang's face, Wu Tieaxe was stunned, not understanding why this adult reacted so much.

But he continued to lower his posture and pleaded in a sincere tone.

"Our tribe experienced a big war a few days ago, and the population is thin, and we need to replenish fresh blood. We dare not ask for your blood, but we hope that you will nod your head and allow the unmarried young women of our clan to come and stay in your camp for a few days. ”

"We will not let you do us this in vain, and in return we are willing to give a camel skin and a dagger to the father of every newborn."

Speaking of this, Chu Guang finally understood what this guy meant.

Come to think of it, where did the Buraku people come from this concept of discipline.

A large tribe with a thriving population, in addition to intra-tribal unions, can also plunder foreign tribes to obtain slaves, and reproduce through slaves. Small tribes with a thriving population can only rely on the strong and get fresh blood from the suzerain.

"I understand your difficulties, but I can't help you with this favor," Chu Guang said with a serious face, "We are serious games...... Ahem, I mean, our customs are different from yours. There are other things I can think about, but this one really doesn't help. ”

Besides, even if you want to, you can't help.

Chu Guang had read the instructions of the culture cabin before, and remembered very clearly, the genetic factors of these clones seemed to be difficult to win the lottery?

Originally, they were not designed for normal reproduction paths, but were just "containers" for the player's consciousness, "products" made by cultivation pods.

Especially for heterogeneous sequences, genetic factors cannot stably inherit the next generation at all, and even due to chromosomal abnormalities, even the function is castrated together.

Besides, "Wasteland Online" is a fun-oriented game with a focus on casualness.

Chu Guang didn't even think about it, so he decisively refused for the players.

Youxi？

Wu Tieaxe was confused, and didn't understand what this adult meant.

However, judging by 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 out of fear of illness, the chief could not have allowed the able-bodied young labor force of his people to waste their exuberant energies on foreign women.

"It's me who is abrupt."

Wu Tieaxe lowered his head with regret and shame, and after expressing his sincere apologies, he turned around and retired under the curious eyes of the players around him.

Players whispered.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know."

"Farming! I heard the manager mention 'farming'! That word I would! ”

"You know how to farm."

……

Night.

The natives who had set up the camp lit a bonfire in the middle of the camp.

Flames swayed in the snow.

Wanderers sit around campfires, play flutes made of animal bones, sing babbling inaudible ballads, and share cloudy broth and dark scones, celebrating the end of the journey and praying for the blessing of newborns.

Although the players were curious, they did not get closer to the past, but just stood on the fence and watched from afar.

"What kind of tune are they playing?"

"I haven't heard of it.,I guess it's the Alpha0.5 version of BGM.。 Didn't I say that the new version will probably focus on the development of human-computer interaction systems. But I didn't expect this production team to be a bit of a cow, and even the homeless people in the wasteland have their own culture. ”

"The flute they used to make from bones is quite interesting, let's see if we can buy one tomorrow and come back and see."

"What if it's made of human bones? Are you going to blow it? ”

"Damn, do you want to be so curious?"

"Just a reasonable analysis, I've heard that some African tribes will make musical instruments out of their bones after their parents die."

"Thank you, you have been filial piety."

It's not just 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.

Unexpectedly, these displaced people actually have their own unique tribal culture.

These settings can be updated on the official website to pass the time for those cloud players to satisfy their cravings.

I just don't know what to call these people.

Chu Guang thought about it and decided to give them a name after a while, make a flag or totem or something.

"It's weirdly good."

"Do you want to record it? Master. ”

"Can you record this far?"

"There's a technology called laser monitoring, which allows you to record audio at the frequency of the object's vibration, even if it's far away, just by hitting a beam of light."

"You still have the skills?!"

"Of course, a range of a few hundred meters is fine, and you can also reduce the noise of the audio."

“…… Then record it. ”

It's not bad to put it in the original soundtrack and put it in the database on the official website, which can be regarded as an investigation of the customs and customs on the wasteland.

After 12 o'clock in the evening.

Chu Guang returned to the shelter with Xiao Qi in his arms, then opened the system and checked his managerial allowance.

In the past nearly half a month, he actually saved 222 points.

"Two advanced blind boxes, two intermediate blind boxes, and two beginner ...... Let's just smoke it. ”

It just so happened that the lollipop was almost eaten.

There's no point in hoarding points, there are daily tasks to do every day. Now the number of players has come up, and if you are lucky, you can save ten or twenty points a day, and if you are unlucky, there are seven or eight.

Chu Guang stretched out his hand and clicked a few times on the extracted button.

A pale blue glow flickered.

The wall on one side of the resident hall trembled slightly, and as the alloy door opened, the rewards from the blind box were sent out along the conveyor belt.

Two primary blind boxes, a bag of 500g of white sugar and a bag of 500g of salt, and an intermediate blind box with a box of antibiotics and a treatment needle.

In general, it was not bad, and even Chu Guang himself, who was lucky, felt a little surprised. Although there is no needle with added attributes, the sugar, salt and medicine prescribed are all good things.

As for the premium blind box......

It's a bit of a stretch to be honest.

"A mechanical compound bow with sights, it seems to have a motor on it, and it can also hold batteries, it looks like it should be able to charge fire? But there are no special arrows? ”

He doesn't know how to shoot arrows, so this thing can only be used by players.

"And what is this...... Hand grenade? ”

Chu Guang picked up a silver-white ball from the conveyor belt, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the pull ring.

Gently tossed it in his hand, weighing the weight, Chu Guang really couldn't figure out how this thing was played, so he glanced left and right, wanting to find a target to try, to see if it hurts to smash people.

It seemed that he couldn't stand it anymore, Xiao Qi, who was quietly squatting on the side, reminded weakly and in a whisper.

"The host ......"

"That's not what you used that."