Following.

The eastern shore of Linghu Lake.

"Ready!"

A loud, high-pitched voice echoed across the edge of the woods.

"Waste El!"

The fuse is ignited.

The large iron pipe fixed to the wooden pier exploded with a burst of fire and white smoke. The cannonball turned into a black shadow, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and smashed heavily into the lake hundreds of meters away.

After a few waits, a column of water rose into the sky, the water splashed in all directions, and the muffled sound of spring thunder rolled along the surface of the lake.

"Grass!"

"Who the hell is firing a cannon there!"

"Dog's mosquito!"

"Lao Tzu's fish are scared away!"

The fishermen on the shore of the lake with their rods bragging and farting screamed, but the mosquitoes on their heads could not be heard.

Since the preparation of nitric acid and sulfuric acid has been solved, his small workshop has been able to produce a small amount of nitroglycerin, and nitrocellulose can be obtained with a little addition of plant fibers. Then use a mixed solution of ethanol and ether to dissolve and gelatinize it to obtain a very good colloidal gunpowder.

Although the drying process of solidifying the particles has not yet been unlocked, it is much stronger than the original black powder!

In the past, there were at least 30 kilograms - I can't figure out the equivalent of 50 kilograms of black powder!

"Hahahahaha, Ness! Lao Tzu has finally succeeded! ”

The mosquito swung his fist excitedly, but it slammed into the trunk of the tree, but it didn't hurt, but it almost broke his fist.

It's a pity that there is too little sugar in the warehouse, and it is too expensive to eat, otherwise he can make more awesome things with sugar and potash.

It's not a good start.

The mosquito used fire tongs to remove the hot cartridge case, then reloaded it with another shot, and turned it back to the previous angle to light the fuse.

There was another loud bang.

This time, the shell flew farther than the last time, a full 100 meters further.

Explosions echoed across the lake.

The nomads who had come to the shore of the lake to fetch water were frightened by the thunderous sound, and they all stood and stared at the water column that splashed on the surface of the lake.

"So, what's that?"

"Big guns?!"

"Yes, it should be called cannon...... I've seen the larger survivor colonies, and they're using those cannons against the big xenos. ”

"It's so powerful, no wonder they can hunt claw crabs!"

Unlike the shocked and admired nomads, the anglers finally couldn't hold back their anger this time, and they all came from the lake with fishing rods.

"!"

"Can you go somewhere else?"

"Lao Tzu's fish are scared away by you!"

"That's it! The fish in this game are already very difficult to catch, and now they can't be caught! ”

Seeing that the anglers led by [Shao Pull Calf] were walking towards him with a menacing attitude, the mosquito hurriedly pushed his small gun cart and ran away.

……

The other side.

A department store not far south of the scrap tire factory.

Five players are on the B2 floor of the underground parking lot, battling out the xenos wandering here.

The radioactive source is behind the door next to the freight elevator in the B1 section of the underground parking lot, and this is the Nth time they have swiped this copy.

After several repeated pulls, monster lure, charges, and fires, the Cow and Horse team gradually eliminated the gnawers drawn out by Irena, and also successfully used the traps laid in advance to trap the "dungeon boss" hidden inside, the creeper.

Together with his teammates, Fang Chang pulled away from Daybreak and killed the Creeper with an arrow that pierced through the creeper's skull with a charged shot.

Ye Shi, who was leaning on the concrete pillar, let out a sigh, threw away the bladed firewood knife in his hand, raised his arm to wipe his sweat, and cursed.

"Gan! It's finally a special clearance! This copy of the game should be cleared and won't be brushed, right? Don't wait for another group to come out. ”

Lao Bai glared at him together with Tempest.

"Don't crow's mouth!"

"Shut your mouth."

Yashi shrunk his neck, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"I shouldn't brush it, and if we brush it a few more times, I'm afraid we'll have to go bankrupt." Fang Chang walked into the creeper, pulled out the arrow stuck in its head, looked at it, and threw it away.

It's clear that it's no longer useful.

"Are you sure there won't be any other monsters down there?" With her right hand on the wall, Irena stepped out of the side with a subtle expression.

Ye Shi smiled at him: "Brother, don't be afraid, it's already empty." ”

Tempest gave a thumbs up: "Waiting for your news." ”

Irena: "Gan! Aren't you all afraid? ”

Lao Bai said as a matter of course: "What is there to be afraid of, it's not a horror game." ”

Irena: "......"

It makes sense.

He didn't even know how to refute it.

After grinding around the door for a while, Irena eventually entered with a crowbar and explosives to break down the door.

It was a corridor that was neither wide nor narrow, and before the war it was probably a place like a spare warehouse.

The suffocating smell of rancidity, the ground was littered with the bodily fluids of gnawers and creepers, and the corners of the walls were covered with unknown fungi.

In this terrible environment, I am afraid that even mutant cockroaches will retreat.

Although the last creeper had been led out and killed by herself, Irena was still panicked.

The atmosphere here is so eerie.

He couldn't help but think of the few horror games he had played.

What is this called the joyful game of leisure and pension?!

Gan!

Thankfully, what he feared didn't happen.

With the light emitted by the VM and the scanned map, Irena made it to the end of the passage without a hitch.

There was a rusty alloy door, and in the doorway was a corpse in a hazmat suit, but only bones remained.

There were no signs of gnawing or tearing on the suit, and it looked like he had died before the Eaters took over the place, at least a few decades earlier.

"The radiation index is getting higher and higher...... It seems that the radioactive source is behind this door. ”

The man lying on the ground was supposed to be the owner of the small shelter, and his backpack was stuffed with canned food, puffed food bags, and unrecognizable debris and mushrooms—supplies he had scavenged from outside.

But for some reason, he died in front of his own house.

"Brother, don't blame me."

Although she was reluctant to do so, Irena still took the reluctance off the skeleton of the relatively complete protective suit and put it on herself.

The air filtration system is broken.

But it doesn't matter.

He only needs to block some gamma rays, and the rest relies on the resistance and recovery bonuses provided by the constitution attribute, so it shouldn't be a big problem to hold on!

Placing the explosives in the doorway, Irena ran towards the exit of the passage with the fuse lit.

"Boom!"

The smoke from the explosion filled the entire passage in an instant, and when the smoke cleared a little, Irena turned back to the door again.

The alloy gate is still unmoving, but the concrete wall next to it has been blown up to expose the steel structure inside.

"Good fellow...... It's pretty sturdy. ”

After a lot of effort, Irena finally used the crowbar in her hand to clean up the concrete debris from the broken wall, and then reached in with her arm to pick open the bolted door locks one by one.

Fortunately, there are no more protective structures.

With a creaking sound, the heavy alloy door panel finally opened, and the turbid air was wrapped in a stale atmosphere.

Stepping into the room, Irena held her breath and turned off the faintly glowing VM screen, lighting the portable lamp she had brought earlier.

The flames flickered in a trance, gradually becoming clearer, illuminating the nearby space.

By all indications, this is indeed a small shelter.

At least it used to be.

The size of the shelter is not large, and compared to Vault 404, it can even be said to be quite small.

However, unlike Vault 404's large, official-backed shelters, this small shelter has a rather compact layout.

Not to mention the kind of buffer chamber with two airlocks and pressurization function, there is not even a design for the entrance here.

Behind the open alloy doors, there are rows of moss-covered shelves.

Walk into the shelter with a lamp.

Irena took a closer look at the shelves and saw that the glassware displayed on the shelves were lined with long strips of lamps.

"Could it be...... Soilless culture? ”

This is supposed to be a growing area, presumably used to produce vegetables and staple foods, and by the way, to improve the air environment inside the shelter.

But after all these years, the water in the tank has long since dried up, leaving only a layer of dead moss and a few pieces of dry wreckage and curled plant fibers.

He couldn't even tell what had been planted in it before.

After checking the radiation level on the VM, Irena picked up the light and continued forward.

Behind the growing area, there are rows of real shelves.

It was the things on these shelves that made his eyes widen.

Copper ingots, steel ingots, aluminum ingots, lead, ...... and a large amount of metal that he could not accurately identify with his scavenging experience, neatly placed on it.

In addition, there are a large number of non-metallic materials such as glass fiber, graphite powder, rubber products, hydraulic fluids, lubricants, adhesives, etc.

Even some chemicals of unknown composition in liquid or powder form!

And these materials, unlike the garbage scattered in the rubble, may have been treated with antioxidant treatment, and are fairly well preserved, or at least seem to be usable.

In addition to the materials used to make the utensils, Irena also found some unfinished tools and parts on the last row of shelves, as well as five yellow gold ingots and ten silver ingots!

When he saw this, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"......"

I've made a fortune!

It can be seen that the owner of this shelter should be a local tyrant, and it is very likely that he is the owner of this department store, or at least a major shareholder!

And this guy's sense of crisis and hands-on ability are not ordinarily strong.

Immediately behind the container is a DIY workbench.

In addition to basic tools such as screwdrivers and wrenches, rails, guides, tool balancing devices, and hydraulic overloads are attached, and various interchangeable tools and machining modules are hung next to the table.

The entire workbench hardly uses sophisticated electronics, and even if it encounters EMP, the functionality will not be affected in any way.

And it's almost impossible to maintain!

Even if the power is off, the motor can be replaced by a hand crank to drive part of the processing module on the table!

Compared with those high-tech tools that leave civilized society and stop cooking, these durable and long-lasting "primitive tools" can bring people a sense of security.

Seeing this, Irena had a feeling.

This workbench is much stronger than the one of the weapons shop proprietor's wife!

"Rich, rich...... Let's get to work first. ”

Not staying here for long, Irena continued on her way through the door behind the workbench, searching for the source of the radioactivity.

Behind the door should be the living quarters.

Judging by the rising radiation index on the VM, the radioactive source should be inside.

Cautiously stepping into the living quarters, Irena caught a glimpse of the sleeping pod facing the doorway, placed against the wall.

The hatch of the hibernation pod was open, and it looked like it had been broken for a long time.

Judging by the open hatch and the parts and tools scattered nearby, someone should have tried to fix it, but failed, and it is likely that this caused a serious electrical accident, which eventually caused the shelter to lose power, the ventilation facilities to stop working, and finally suffocated the people inside.

Irena found a single bed next to her, with two skeletons lying flat on the sheets.

Judging by the shape and size of the bones, both are supposed to be adult females, but their exact ages are unknown.

Combined with the body found in the doorway, and the only cultivation pod in the room, Irena had at least four possibilities in her mind about who the owner of the shelter was.

Either way, though, it doesn't matter.

For a player in a hurry to beat a dungeon, the story of the dead man doesn't matter at all.

After a careful search, Irena quickly found the radioactive source that made his VM beep on a generator-like facility.

It was a pitch-black cylinder inserted into a circular groove.

According to the story background of "Wasteland Online", this thing is probably some kind of civilian model of fusion battery?

Or rather, the "fuel rods" of a cold fusion generator?

Whatever it was in the setting, it was clearly broken, with only a damaged shell and radioactive residue that had nowhere to be placed.

In fact, strictly speaking, nuclear fusion should be clean because the product is helium.

However, the cleanliness here is not harmless in the absolute sense, but the nuclear waste produced by controlled fusion is not so difficult to deal with compared to the nuclear waste produced by nuclear fission, which has "radioactive residues that can be hundreds of thousands of years old".

After all, any material that is irradiated with high-energy neutron rays for a long time has the potential to produce "induced radioactivity". It's just that the radiation dose of this kind of nuclear waste will be much smaller, and the harm is usually "100 years", and it may disappear in a few centuries.

To put it more bluntly, as long as you don't pinch the "damaged nuclear battery" directly in your hand, there will be no big problem under normal circumstances.

At this point, "Wasteland Online" is still relatively restored.

Like now.

Irena had barely been holding the battery in her hand for a moment when she felt like she was going to die......

"No kidding, I think I can still salvage it."

Bringing the radioactive source out and throwing it away, and returning to the front of the cattle and horse squad, Irena, who was bleeding from her nose, said with a serious face.

Tempest glanced at him and shook his head.

"It's hopeless."

The nosebleeds are like this, and you can still stand and talk, that is, in the game.

In reality, I would have been lying unconscious on the ground for a long time.

"Do you hear that? The physics teacher said that you are hopeless," Ye Shi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a wink, "Don't struggle, brother, while you can still walk two steps, hurry back and make up for yourself." We'll scavenge the contents of the dungeon for you, don't worry, your share won't be less! ”

Irena grimaced.

"I just wanted to ask, can recovering the corpse reduce the resurrection CD?"

Fang Chang also said with a smile.

"How is it possible?,Didn't you read the official website setting set?,Resurrection CD is not a death punishment.。 But you're lucky, at least the VM isn't broken, or you'll have to buy it again. By the way, if you're worried that you won't be able to hold out to the base, you can put the VM with us, lest you go halfway to the corpse and lie down and the corpse and VM haven't been picked up, which will be a big problem. ”

Irena: "Gan! You don't care about me, it's VM! Isn't there a little bit of warmth in this cold world? ”

Night Ten rolled his eyes.

"Isn't this worried that you've spent money in vain, and it's not that I care about you-"

"Okay, don't talk with your mouth," Lao Bai interrupted Ye Shi's beep with a cough, then looked at Irena and said comfortingly, "We can share 5% more of your dungeon's income, which should be able to compensate you for the loss of these three days." The next time there is a chance to cooperate, we will call you, what do you think? ”

5% is already a lot, after all, the copy was discovered by the Niu Ma team, and the output was basically fought by a few of them, and a lot of ammunition and supplies were consumed.

As a passer-by who got on the bus halfway, the share that belonged to Irena in the agreement was originally only 10%, and an extra 5% was quite kind.

Lao Bai's words finally made Irena feel that there was still a little warmth left in this cold world.

With a tragic face and a nosebleed, Irena took off her VM and solemnly handed it into Lao Bai's hands.

"Tell Xiaoyu for me, just say ......"

In the middle of speaking, the man fell to the ground with a thud.

Night Ten didn't hold back and laughed out loud with a pig call.

The wind turned its head sideways, and its shoulders shook.

Looking at the puddle of blood on his sleeve, Lao Bai was full of black lines, and finally sighed.

"I'll get him out of the caravan first."

"Let's drag it back together in a moment."

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