The streets of Boulder City, with their closed doors and windows, are clangling in the wind.

There were no pedestrians in the street, only a line of poor people in ragged clothes pushing truckloads of snow to dump outside the city.

The slums on the edge of the façade are full of crushed shacks, and unkempt people brave the howling wind and snow to rummage through the snowdrifts to find missing relatives and friends. Others stood numbly by collapsed shacks or knelt on the ground in prayer.

The wind-blown wooden poles lay across the slum doorway and were left unattended, and the two loudspeakers were tied to them with wire, intermittently emitting a disturbing oily tone.

“…… Hello, dear listeners, this is the Voice of Boulder, and I am your dearest host, Mr. House. ”

"Just ten minutes ago, a sudden snowstorm swept through the southern part of the province of the river valley. The blizzard is expected to last for two hours, but don't worry, neither the surging 'waves' nor the howling cold wind will hurt us in front of the towering walls! Under the leadership of the Great Lord, we are invincible! ”

"Our neighbors, though, weren't so lucky."

"Although we couldn't see the neighbors' homes from our observation post because of the heavy snow, I can imagine what a miserable scene it was."

"If your house collapses, don't be sad, you will always be welcome at the Far Wind Hotel!"

"This will be your second home!"

……

The sudden snowstorm made the entire northern suburbs of Qingquan City a mess.

Especially for the young players who hunt in the elm area, fortunately the VM comes with a map and compass function, otherwise they almost didn't get out of the forest.

It was full of trenches and foxholes left behind by the legions, and they stepped into the ditches without leaving a sound, and occasionally touched dead people who had not been gnawed by jackals, hyenas, and rats......

Overall, players weren't too affected by the blizzard.

Even if someone is in trouble occasionally, they can send a distress signal through the map, and most players nearby will rush over to help when they see it.

However, compared to the optimism of players, the situation for NPCs is not so rosy.

Two of the Buraku huts collapsed and a cowshed collapsed.

Chu Guang issued a task to ask Fuji Teng, who often interacts with the tribesmen, to send them two boxes of bandages, and asked players with experience in ambulance and veterinary medicine to help rescue the wounded and livestock.

As for the brick factories and industrial areas along the river, the condition is quite good.

Since they are all brick houses, they are not much affected by the blizzard. The workers are staying in the factory, the temperature inside is much higher than outside, and the problem of keeping warm is not too big.

However, on the side of the long-term farm, the situation is a bit more tragic.

Although the "foam houses" that the Pioneer helped build were fine, and some of the brick houses built later were also good, when it came to the camp camp at the east gate, it was a mess.

The nomads' houses are made of wood, and most of them are fairly resistant to blizzards.

Most of the shacks where these homeless people live are made up of rubbish such as aluminum alloy plates and steel bars picked up from the wasteland, let alone withstand the blizzard, and the wind will be blown everywhere if the wind is a little stronger.

In the face of this sudden blizzard, the shacks of the entire homeless camp can only be described by the words "completely destroyed".

The whole camp seems to have been razed to the ground!

"Is this our new home?" Looking at the messy camp in front of him, the man standing at the entrance of the camp was dazed with a blank face written on his frozen face.

The wreckage of the shack.

Garbage buried in snow.

As well as the wounded lying on stretchers......

Standing behind the man was a group of villagers carrying large bags and small bags. They came from Winterwillow Camp, many of whom had just escaped death from the marauders' butcher's knives, still wounded and only lightly bandaged.

After an overnight break at the new United Gas Station, they were placed in the first group to go to Changchang Farm.

However......

When they walked here in the face of a sudden snowstorm with a longing for a new life, they saw such a picture.

The longing for a new life can't help but be clouded.

"So where is the camp?"

"Maybe there wasn't ...... in the first place"

"I'm starting to miss my cabin, I just made a fireplace for it...... Damn it. ”

"Don't think about it, there's no going back there."

Just when the villagers from the Winter Willow camp were silently looking at everything in front of them and not knowing what to do, the homeless people standing in the messy camp were also looking at them.

Most of those eyes were filled with suspicion and vigilance.

In the past, although there were occasional newcomers to join them, there were never so many people at one time as there are today, and there are more than 100 people.

"Is the disaster so bad?"

"Chew the bone...... Chaos is spreading. ”

"The bighorn deer is up again, please bless me with peace......"

Jiuxun, who led the clansmen to search and rescue his compatriots, frowned at these newcomers, turned around and returned to the camp, and went to find his brother.

in the crowd.

Ma Shan, who was shivering from the cold, his lips trembled and opened, and his eyes were desperate.

"I said it earlier...... We should have fled south a long time ago, now it's hell everywhere, and we have no way out. ”

The soldier in the exoskeleton had said he would take him to the administrator, but by now, apart from a few questions from the guards, it seemed to be a no-brainer.

Maybe the manager didn't want to see him.

There was no hope of entering the shelter, and there was nothing left in his heart but despair.

The cold north wind cut his face like a knife, and he felt a pair of eyes behind him, and his horsepower's Adam's apple moved, and he felt like his neck was frozen.

“…… Otherwise, I'll go to the manager. ”

After all, it was he who agreed to the transfer plan for the shelter on behalf of Camp Winterwillow.

Hearing his son's words, Ma Zhanqiu slowly shook his head.

"When everyone is unlucky, it's hard to find anyone."

No one is obligated to save them.

The only one who can save them is himself.

After a moment of silence, he looked back at the villagers and shouted in a hoarse but still loud voice.

"Looks like we've had to wait a while for the warm quilt and hot soup."

"The wounded, the old and the small looked at the luggage, and the others followed me."

"Our lifesavers are in trouble, we need to help them!"

Survivors of Camp Winterwillow joined the search and rescue effort.

Thanks to their joining, more people buried under the snow were soon lifted out.

Quite a few were still breathing weakly, but they were all alive, just frozen.

They were carried to makeshift trenches, where they could take shelter from part of the snowstorm.

The Guards set up temporary aid stations in the trenches, gathered the wounded for assistance, and helped the wounded with broken bones to fix the affected limbs.

Because the truck broke down on the road, Chu Guang was delayed for a while, and the second half was on foot to the long-term farm.

Arriving at the farm, he quickly found Luca, who was directing the search and rescue efforts at the east gate.

It just so happened that the captain of the guard, Wrench, and the person in charge of the camp camp, Jiu Li, were also here.

There was no greeting and politeness, Chu Guang went straight to the point.

"How's it going?"

Luca said in a solemn tone.

"My lord, the damage to the camp was very bad, and almost all the shacks were destroyed. I have arranged for the workers of Long Term Farm to put down their work and go to support the search and rescue efforts. So far, 7 people have been confirmed dead, 21 injured, and two more have not been found...... Eighty percent is more than lucky. ”

Chu Guang's mood sank slightly.

Jiu Li, who was standing on the side, followed and said.

"My lord, the old camp is no longer inhabitable, and I beg you to allow us to enter the farmstead, and we can assure you that we will not cause you any trouble."

Before Chu Guang could speak, the wrench looked at Jiu Li and said for him.

"Even if you go into the farm, there won't be enough room for you. New apartments are still being built, and even if you do, you'll have to lay out the ground in the open space, which won't solve any problems. ”

Jiuli said anxiously.

"At least the wall will keep some of the wind ......"

"How is that possible?" Wrench shook his head and said, "The roof of our guard house was blown away, and I just had someone pick it up." ”

Jiuli was speechless for a while, and wanted to say something, but when old Luca saw this, he also persuaded on the side.

"Wrench is telling the truth, and even if we allow all of you in, it won't make it any better."

What the wrench said was true, the long-term farm simply could not accommodate so many people.

The number of displaced camps has grown from 187 to nearly 300. Coupled with the more than 100 villagers in Dongliu Camp, the population is not going to break 500.

Previously, the crew of the Pioneer left them with only 200 single rooms, and more than half of them have been rented by players who are active in the area of Changchang Farm and Elm District as offline places. The other half is used for those who have already found work on the long-term farm.

The two "homeless home" apartments currently under construction have a total of just over 400 rooms, and even if construction of the third tower starts now, it will not come in handy until the beginning of spring next year at the earliest.

Putting people in is a palliative treatment rather than a cure, and it will not solve any problems, but at most it can give them some psychological comfort.

Chu Guang pondered for a moment and looked at the wrench.

"Do you have a map of the northern suburbs of Qingquan City? I mean paper maps. ”

"Take it, sir."

The wrench immediately took out a map from his arms and handed it to Chu Guang's hands with both hands.

Chu Guang unfolded the map, stared at it for a while, and finally locked on the abandoned department store not far from the new industrial area.

His team of cattle and horses had previously discovered a personal shelter there, and it was there that Boss Xia's workbench was found.

Chu Guang still remembered very well that there was a two-story underground garage there, and the space was very large, and the radioactive and slime bacteria in it had been cleared before.

Although there may be a small number of xenomorphs that have spread there during this time, the number should not be very large, and it is not difficult to clean up.

Crucially, the department store is located not too far away, only about five kilometers away, and its proximity to the new industrial zone may allow some of them to find some work.

The only drawbacks may be ventilation and sanitation, but these are minor problems in the face of severe snowstorms.

Before the beginning of spring next year, Chu Guang plans to temporarily settle the displaced people here, the conditions here are not very good, but it is better than fending for themselves in the wilderness.

Drawing a circle on the map with a pen, Chu Guang handed it to Jiu Li, who was standing aside, and commanded.

"The area around Long Farm is all wasteland, with nothing but withered dwarf trees and shrubs, undulating mud, with no shelter from the wind and rain, and not enough materials to re-establish your camp in a short time."

"There is no telling when this storm will return, and it is not wise to rebuild a camp, and we must use the ruins of pre-war society to build temporary shelters before the winter is over. I know it's not easy, xenogeneous, disease...... There are many problems to overcome, but this is the only option that will allow more people to survive right now. ”

"I need you to organize the people to bring the displaced people to the resettlement area on the map, and I will arrange for the guards to help you set up a temporary shelter there."

"A shipment of timber will be delivered to you later, and I will arrange for someone to help you make fuel. I'll try to figure out what to do with the food, and the rationing standard will be the same as when I'm here. I can't guarantee how good it is, but I can guarantee that no one will die of hunger and cold. ”

Although his heart was heavy, Jiuli also knew in his heart that this was the most realistic choice.

With a slight bow, he said respectfully.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord."

It takes time to calm the emotions of the displaced people or arrange the transfer work, and Jiuli did not delay here, and quickly turned around and left with the map and the promises of the administrator.

asked Luca to assist him, and after explaining the work, Chu Guang was not idle, and then used the authority of the manager to publish a task with no threshold restrictions on the task channel.

This quest will also be posted at the door of the warehouse for newcomers who have not yet obtained the VM.

[Mission: Long-term Farm needs wood!] 】

【Target: All players】

……

Outpost.

A group of newcomers gathered in front of the task notice board at the door of the warehouse, staring at the line on the list, and their eyes couldn't help but bulge.

[Mission: Long-term Farm needs wood!] 】

[Requirements: Cut down the marked trees in the selected area and drag the cut trees to the designated place for loading]

[Rewards: 2 credits per tree, 5 contributions, 10 regional reputation (long-term farm)]

There was a lot of discussion around them, and all of them were surprised and surprised.

It's unbelievable!

"Holy? 2 Silver Coins for a Tree?! ”

"Give back 5 contributions and 10 reputations!"

"Damn, is this some kind of limited-time event? Why are the rewards so high! ”

As we all know, a Lv0 Liver Emperor earns only 10 silver coins a day.

After lv3, the single-day income will gradually increase to 15~20 silver.

The reason why this is the case is that the mechanics of the game determine that the contribution points in the early stage will play a greater role than the silver coins. When you reach the citizenship level, the benefits of money will rise with the tide.

According to the operator's explanation, only those who have made a sufficient contribution to the shelter are worthy of the fruits of the efforts of their predecessors and have more "social resources".

For a normal daily mission, the reward for cutting down a tree is only 5 copper coins, and the smaller one may be 2 copper coins.

And now, it's quadruple!

And there is no upper limit on earnings!

Not only new players, but also many old players above lv6 are moved to see such an inflated reward.

Canyon is running away from the mole: "Could it be that the AI made a mistake when it sent the mission?" This income is too unreasonable, and the power system can't be brushed to the sky?! It is highly requested to plan a task that can also make money quickly by adding the agility department! ”

Commander of the Spring: "+1, the intelligence department is going to cry." ”

Killing chickens at midnight: "The logging convoy departed, and there was no one with the car, and the speed was private." ”

Kakarot: "Take me with you!" Hahaha, I'm a power department! ”

Elf King Fugui: "Brothers, go!" While the dog planner hasn't discovered this bug yet, let's hurry up and brush the silver coins to the sky! ”

Someone was left under the knife: "I'm so liver blasted!" ”

Quit smoking: "Ollie give!" ”

A group of players slaughtered the elm district.

Especially the power players, they are as excited as 200-pound children, and the logging axes in the warehouse are all sold out, vowing to cut out a piece of the sky.

Unlike previous logging missions, this time the cutting area is specified, and there are NPCs marking the trees, and only the marked trees can be rewarded.

The total area of the development area is about 10 acres, and a rectangular area is presented on the map. Pine and cypress trees with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters and a height of more than 10 meters are all marked.

Three guards and eight NPC laborers set up a makeshift camp next to the felling area, where the timber was processed using simple cutting equipment such as saw blades, loaded onto trucks in sections, and hauled to the long-term farm and the abandoned department store where the displaced people were temporarily housed.

Some children will definitely want to ask, so what if I make my own markers and cut a slightly thinner tree?

Of course, Xing.

That's a lot of fun.

As long as the NPC is blind enough, it will definitely not be able to find the horn......

Within an area of 10 acres, the NPCs sent by Chu Guang to mark the wood placed 6,000 markers.

The duration of the entire task, which is preset to one week.

However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that in just three days, without modern logging tools such as chainsaws, his little players were stunned to rely on an axe to empty all the more than 6,000 markers!

According to 2 silver coins for one tree, in just three days, Chu Guang produced a full 12,000 silver coins for these woods!

A total of 170 players participated in this mission, with an average income of 70.5 silver!

The best midnight chicken slaughter in the whole game, the axe alone cut down two, one person contributed 120 trees, earned 240 silver in three days, and the logging level was raised from 5 to 6, Chu Guang couldn't help but want to send him a forest destroyer achievement.

If this trend continues, I am afraid that the chicken killer brother will become the second awakening in the shelter.

The power version is the most powerful!

……

Long-term farmstead.

Temporary office.

Looking at Chu Guang, who was sitting behind the wooden table, Luca reminded carefully.

"My lord, at the moment we have enough wood, and the fuel reserves have returned to above the reserve line you have set, but food is still a big problem."

"It's getting colder and colder, and there's less and less prey to be able to hit. And we now have nearly 2,000 mouths to feed, and at the current rate of consumption, we may only have enough food until the end of this month......"

After listening to Luca's report, Chu Guang fell into deep thought, and tapped his index finger lightly on the table.

Wait two months for the first batch of corn to ripen.

The actual planting area is about 40 acres, and the estimated yield is 700~800 kg per mu, which can be about 30,000 kg.

The seeds sold by the Pioneer are still guaranteed in yield.

By the time the breeding of the B3 planting area of the shelter is completed, the entire greenhouse site has been completed, and soon a new batch of seeds can be planted.

However, far water cannot quench the thirst of the near.

He can print money at will, but after all, he can't exchange the printed money for food.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Guang said.

"We need to hold out for another two months."

"As long as we can hold on until the end of January next year, the victory will be ours!"

There was no more grain to loot around, and Chu Guang even sent someone to Brown Farm to take a look, where there was indeed not much granary left, and the farmer did not hide the truth from him.

It is already difficult to find prey in the forest farms of the elm district, and in the city...... Even the rats are almost gone.

Those slime bacteria are not edible after all, even if they are trained into active substances, those paste-like liquids cannot be absorbed by the digestive system at all.

If you don't plan to break the bottom line of morality.

Then there's only one way left......

Chu Guang, who was sitting at the desk, pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision, opened the drawer and found a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote six words on it-

Wartime Regulations

"Some grain varieties will be put under control, purchases will be restricted, rationing will be unified, and supply will be centralized."

Perhaps, he should have done so a long time ago.