Chapter 173: The Work of the Displaced People
Cattle and Horse Club.
Quit smoking: "Have you seen the updates on the official website?" The backstories of the three major forces have all been made up! β
Fang Chang: "I saw it earlier, and the group has discussed it for a round." β
(4) Who understands: "Ah Guang said, I just built a folder, you will look stupid if you are so excited." β
Tomato scrambled eggs: "Anyway, there are three major full-map forces before the internal test, and the map of the regional forces 'Giant Stone City' has not been opened, and it is reasonable to suspect that the seven heavenly kings will come out after the open beta." β
(4) Who understands: "Ah Guang said that this is not a heavy snow to close the city, I hope you don't know how to lift, I am in a hurry to delete the new folder." (Squint)"
Night Ten: "And then there are actually eight of the Seven Heavenly Kings?" (Funny)"
WC really has mosquitoes: "It's small, the pattern is small, sit and wait for the 8.0 version manager to burn down the shelter, and this can't be washed back with two expansion pieces?" β
Tempest: "It's forbidden to play with old terriers." β
Lao Bai: "Anyway, this time I suddenly added an NPC from the academy faction to the shelter, are you planning to open up the implanted prosthetic function?" β
Fang Chang: "It's hard to say, I just looked online, and the new NPC doesn't sell the function of implanting prostheses, no matter what you say to him, it can only trigger a conversation asking if you want to have surgery." β
Night Ten: "+1, I tried it just now, and if it annoys him, I'll ask you if you want to take a look at your brain." Sure enough, it's still the cutest fish. (Funny)"
WC really has mosquitoes: "Why is it a small fish, don't you think the boss lady's stammering scolding is also cute?" β
Hurricane: "I didn't expect a small game group to be able to gather two varieties of variation at the same time. State. β
Fang Chang: "Anyway, although the NPCs that can perform surgery have been updated, Tempest still has to pay attention to it, and the surgery fee for reinstalling the implanted prosthesis is 50 credits. And if this is not damaged, the repair of the mechanical prosthesis will require an additional fee. β
Ye Shi: "You say, will Brother Guang arrange a plot kill to test whether there is a bug in the implanted prosthetic reinstallation function." (Funny)"
Lao Bai: "Huh? Your perspective is novel enough...... Speaking of which, or why did he suddenly let the wind prostitute an arm. β
Tempest: "Damn, don't do that! (frightened)"
Fang Chang: "Ahem, okay, okay, don't scare Brother Feng so much that you don't dare to go out." β
Quit smoking: "Hahahaha! β
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Shelter Level B2.
Yin Fang sat in the cafeteria and ate.
Today's food is fried rice with shredded corn and meat, which tastes very delicious, and it is probably the most delicious food he has eaten in the past six months.
The only fly in the ointment was that there was a circle of people around him.
The men looked at him curiously, as if it would do them any good to do so.
Thinking that the administrator would ignore them and that it would be fine in two days, Yin Fang didn't take it to heart, just when these natives who had never seen the world heard about the academy for the first time.
After a quick meal, he sent the tray to the food collection cart, where there is an automatic cleaner that disposes of food debris and grease stains, and disinfects them with ultraviolet light.
Yin Fang thought that there was nothing to do, so he turned a corner and went to the shower room in the public area.
The shower room here has a gender partition and is paid to use, and Chu Guang gave him 10 silver coins per day for his living expenses, which was enough for him to live a normal life in the shelter.
However, something soon happened that he couldn't bear it, and these stalkers not only wanted to see him eat, but they also wanted to see him take a bath!
Look a ghost!
Don't you have it yourself?
"That's enough, let me see you follow, I'll remember every face, and make sure that the next time I go under the knife, I'll have this face on my ass! I swear I can do it! β
This is the sentence that Chu Guang taught him.
Said to be for self-defense.
If someone continues to stalk him, just say that and they will immediately disperse. However, try not to use it too often, it is best to use it only once a day, otherwise it will not work if you use it too much.
Yin Fang estimated that this sentence was probably some kind of ugly curse, but this syllable was really long enough, and if he didn't have a good memory, he might not be able to remember it.
However, what Yin Fang didn't know was that after those players left, they went to the forum to arrange him.
"This new NPC is a bit of a mess! He can put his head in the ass! β
"Damn, how much hatred is there?"
"According to my stats, the conversation is triggered after 31 minutes and 71 seconds of tracking."
"What's it like to have a long head and a butt?"
βemmmβ¦β¦ Want to try it? β
Shelter B1 floor.
Now that the number of players has reached five hundred, and there is always going in and out of the hall, Chu Guang moved everything to the empty room next door in order to prevent players from secretly playing with their own computers.
After having the carpenter order a simple set of solid wood furniture, he transformed it into his own "manager's office".
After all, NPCs also need a little bit of privacy.
Always let the players watch, Chu Guang felt uncomfortable.
"I've had enough! Don't your residents have anything else to do? I don't care what I do, they follow behind me, and then look at me and point at me, no politeness at all! Walking into the manager's office, Yin Fang complained to Chu Guang with a broken face.
"Don't get excited, it's their way of showing their enthusiasm, and in two days...... Want a glass of milk? Chu Guang's index finger lightly touched the electric kettle on the corner of the table, which contained hot milk.
"Thanks, please bring me a drink...... Do you have capsules here? Or freeze-dried coffee, I'm not very picky. β
"No," Chu Guang picked up a disposable paper cup and poured him a glass of milk and handed it to him, "The conditions here are a bit difficult, we are in the early stage of our business, understand." β
Taking a cup of hot milk from Chu Guang's hand, Yin Fang held the cup in his hand, and after taking a sip, he felt a little more comfortable.
Actually, life here is pretty good, at least much better than the days he spent on the run.
Once he accepted this premise, he found that moving in was not as bad as he thought.
It's almost all about the plus, it's just that there are too few people who can talk.
"It's hard to believe, your vault number is three digits, so it's not so short of funds."
"Does this have anything to do with numbers?" Chu Guang asked casually.
Yin Fang nodded and said.
"Of course, there is a point that, in general, single-digit shelters will usually have higher costs than two-digit shelters, and two-digit shelters will be higher than three-digit shelters. As for four- and five-digit shelters, as well as private shelters that do not have a number, they are usually poorly funded, and some do not even achieve full circulation, but only semi-circulation. β
As a D-class prospector, he knew this all too well.
The priceless goodies are usually found in three- and two-digit numbered Vaults, and those with four or five digits are usually good enough to scavenge for some remaining resources. Most of the supplies were consumed by the survivors living there decades ago.
Chu Guang, who was staring at the computer screen, raised his head.
"Hearing you say that, I'm starting to wonder what happened at the end of the Age of Prosperity."
The numbers are all in five digits, not counting those who don't get them.
How many shelters did the Federation build in the last few years?
Chu Guang sighed in his heart, skillfully operated the mouse, and threw a few nuclear bombs that had been held back for several rounds to the house of his neighbor Old Man Gan.
There are no good games to play recently, so he can only study "Savage 6" again.
Of course, mainly for the sake of the material.
Hearing Chu Guang's words, Yin Fang's face showed a helpless expression.
"This is also something that we have been investigating, and the war seems to have happened all of a sudden, without warning."
Chu Guang: "Isn't there anyone who survived that era?" β
Yin Fang: "Yes, and there are quite a few. At the academy, there are even old popsicles from that era to the present, but they can't tell what exactly happened, they just keep asking when we can go home...... We speculate that some of the information must have been controlled, or the Federation itself did not expect the war to really break out, otherwise the number of shelters would be even higher. β
Chu Guang glanced at him strangely: "This sounds very contradictory, even if the information is controlled, no one is confused about these nearly 10,000 shelters?" β
Yin Fang made a helpless expression.
"You have to understand in the context of the times that the planet has not had a war for a long time since the Age of Prosperity, and the crises we envision include larger-than-expected sunspot activity, the impact of lunar development on tidal effects, the ecological crisis caused by over-urban expansion, and even the third type of contact with extraterrestrial civilizations...... But I never thought that one day in the future, we would do the stupid thing we didn't do for a long time. β
After a pause, he continued.
"Plus, there's a limit to what the human brain can process on a daily basis. When you're in an age of information explosion, and there are millions, if not hundreds of millions, of things that deserve attention than that, it's like ......"
"In a cocoon?"
"That's right, that's how it feels, and it seems that you quite understand." Yin Fang glanced at Chu Guang in surprise, "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask...... What kind of shelter do you fall into? Cryo-dormant? It's still community-based. β
Chu Guang's eyes were a little fluttering, and he replied ambiguously.
"I don't think so, so it's better for you not to get too deep into this."
Seeing that Chu Guang didn't plan to discuss this issue with him, Yin Fang shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
"Okay...... Then you continue to be busy, and I will go back to my room to rest. β
Returning his attention to the material, Chu Guang casually said perfunctorily.
"Go ahead and close the door for me."
Lengthening his tone, Yin Fang said in the tone of the others here.
"Yesβ"
"Honorable Administrator."
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Early the next morning.
Long-term farmstead.
Old Luca came to the camp early in the morning, found Jiu Li, the person in charge here, looked at him and said.
"We need 30 young and middle-aged workers who can do the work, and we will pay them a salary of two silver dollars a day, as well as three meals a day."
Although there is food in the camp camp, the kind of gruel is so hungry that it will not let them eat well.
Yesterday the farmer hired a butcher from them, and it is said that not only did he live in a heated house, but he also gave meat to eat.
This kind of fairy life, even if there is no salary, they are willing to do it, not to mention giving two silver coins.
Jiuli didn't think much about it, and immediately nodded and agreed.
Still, out of responsibility to those who trust him, he asked more.
"No problem, what is the job? Are there any specific requirements? β
Luca Sr. said.
"I don't have any requirements, I have the strength, I just have to do the heavy work. Our adults plan to build a cement factory in the south to produce cement for building houses and roads. On top of that, we need some people to clear the obstacles along the way from Changchang Farm to the wetland park, and transport the recyclable items to the designated location for disposal. I will arrange the specific work for them, and you don't need to worry about this. β
Hearing that it was not a dangerous job, Jiuli said with a sigh of relief.
"Give me ten minutes, and I'll get you the guy you want."
Old Lukka nodded.
"Well, when everyone is ready, you can take them to the east gate to gather, and I will wait for you there."
After receiving the task, Jiuli did not procrastinate, and quickly found his younger brother Jiuxun, and asked him to select thirty young adults who could do heavy work from the camp, and led people to the east gate to gather.
When Jiuxun arrived at the east gate with people, there were already about twenty people gathered there.
Seeing those people, many homeless people, including Jiuxun, showed a trace of anger and horror on their faces.
"It's the Legion."
"Real Fake ......"
"You can't be wrong, you look at their noses...... Those in the legion, with a bulge in the middle of the bridge of their noses, were at least ten captains. β
"These guys!"
As for the prisoners of war of those legions, they were inexplicable by the hostile and fearful attitude of the homeless, and their faces were all confused.
They can be sure that this is the first time they have met these people.
Why does it feel like killing your father?
Noticing the commotion of the homeless group, the wrench walked up to everyone and raised his voice.
"On our territory, labor is respected, whether as a free man or as a prisoner of war. Whatever hatred you have before, we have to obey our rules and break our laws, and we will not tolerate him no matter who he is. β
The homeless people were silent.
They had already seen that the twenty or so Legion Captains were all prisoners of the Administrator.
Able to capture more than twenty legion commanders...... To say the least, it is necessary to annihilate at least two hundred-man teams, or even one thousand-man team.
Moreover, this annihilation must be an overwhelming victory, completely disintegrating the opponent's will to fight, making the opponent throw away his weapons and give up resistance.
If it's a close fight, the Legion doesn't succumb so easily.
The survivors here are probably even stronger than they imagined!
Jiuxun, who was standing in front of the labor team, was only glad in his heart at the moment, but fortunately there was no conflict between the two sides that night.
Even the legions lost to these people.
He couldn't even imagine that his side had the slightest chance of winning, or a possible reason to win......
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(It's done before eleven o'clock in the next chapter!) οΌ