"Dear Administrator, I am willing to dedicate my farm to the New Alliance!"

Reception room.

Standing in front of Chu Guang, Old Brown bowed his head respectfully, and his wrinkled right hand trembled and placed on his left chest to show respect.

Chu Guang glanced at him in surprise.

Boy.

Is it so conscious?

Hearing that Brown wanted to see him for something, Chu Guang thought that he was here to ask for the grain and biomass oil that he had borrowed before, but he didn't expect that he was actually here to surrender.

"Can you tell me what made you make this decision all of a sudden?"

Of course, because I want to live—

But the clever old Brown wouldn't say that.

The expression on his face was slightly straightened, and he raised his head with a solemn and serious expression, and said in a subdued and frustrated voice.

"It's your speech, honorable administrator."

Chu Guang carefully recalled his speech, and he couldn't remember exactly what he said that day, but he only remembered that he had advertised his "nuclear soda" at the end.

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't speak, Old Brown continued.

“…… Your generous speech at the celebration was a revelation to my dull self and a deep shame for my past actions. I did a lot of things I shouldn't have done to survive, and I can't justify all of this because I can't help myself, I just hope that my sins can be relieved in this way. ”

"A new world of equality and no oppression is what I want."

When he said this, Old Brown's face was full of piety, but his heart was bitter.

In fact, not only does he want to live, even if the new alliance doesn't want his farm, he will not be able to run this farm.

During the previous Battle of the Waves, Vault 404 requisitioned almost all of the biomass oil from his warehouse, and after the war ended, they did not see any intention of returning it.

Brown, of course, was too embarrassed to ask for it.

After all, without those blue coats, let alone the farm, his head was already hanging on the chair of the Chewing Bone Tribe, and it was not the turn of the wave to make a move.

However, this is borrowing grain and oil, and his warehouse is empty enough to run rats.

Yesterday he asked the butler to settle the score, and found that in the first two months alone, he had lost nearly 10,000 chips, and the thought of having to feed more than 200 slaves and more than 40 servants made him feel like his head was about to crack.

It's still the beginning of the year.

If you get it at the end of the year???

Especially now, a new alliance has been formed, bringing the entire area from the North Fifth Ring Road to Yumu District into the recovery area, and his farm is in this area.

It's time to come after all.

Old Brown was not surprised by such a result, but breathed a sigh of relief.

At least you don't have to be awakened by the sound outside the house in the middle of the night, and you don't have to be afraid to welcome the next morning's sunshine.

He's had enough of days like this!

Before Vault 404 came to him to free the slaves, he offered his evil farm to the Great Alliance.

And this is the only way for him to retain the last dignity at the moment.

After listening to Old Brown's generous statement, Chu Guang smiled in his heart, but he didn't believe his nonsense but it was a punctuation mark.

But this guy can be so self-conscious, which saves him a lot of time.

"I'm glad you think so, but we're not the kind of people who are unreasonable, and we won't want your farmstead, it's your property. As long as you are willing to obey our order and recognize our sovereignty over the Restoration Zone, you can continue to operate it under our supervision. ”

Brown was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand what Chu Guang meant, and whispered tremblingly.

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean."

Compared to the fact that the manager of the alliance in front of him took over his farm, he was more afraid that the other party would say something politely to him.

The new alliance took over the farm, which meant he still had a way to live.

He was really scared, this blue coat said no, no, and when he turned around, he arranged a public trial for himself, and let those slaves write their own crimes.

That's the end of the calf!

Reading the fear that gradually rose in Old Brown's eyes, Chu Guang immediately guessed what he was thinking, so he smiled and said with a soothing atmosphere.

"Literally, as long as you obey the laws of the Union, free all slaves, hire employees according to the minimum wage and labor treatment we have set, and fulfill your tax obligations, you will be protected by the law."

Free all the slaves?

Brown said with a wry smile.

"Your Excellency...... You'd better take my farmstead away. The land in this wasteland is everywhere, but without slaves, they are just a useless pile of dirt, and they can't expect food to pop out of the ground on their own. ”

People are always not satisfied.

It's as if giving employees two more days off and letting them leave work on time is about to fall on the day.

You can't plant the land without slaves?

Joke!

Chu Guang felt that it was necessary for him to settle an account.

"How many slaves do you have?"

Old Brown didn't dare to hide anything, but he really didn't have the habit of counting how many slaves he had every day, so he said carefully.

"There are probably more than 200 ......"

Chu Guang continued.

"How many fields?"

Old Brown continued.

"Actual planting area...... There are probably more than 500 acres. ”

More than 500 acres?

How many of them?

Chu Guang's expression was slightly surprised.

The actual planting area of Brown Farm, which he had estimated based on the map, was only about 100 acres, but he didn't expect it to be five times more than his estimate?

This is a bit outrageous.

But.

This matter can be put into thinking later, and it is not yet the process of liquidating the acres.

"Don't you think it's a waste for more than 200 laborers to plant 500 acres of land?" Looking at Brown, who was unaware, Chu Guang said bitterly.

Waste?

Brown's face was dazed.

He didn't feel any waste at all.

Slaves don't need to be paid, they just need to be fed. And the slaves ate cheap food, and after planting grain, they sprinkled a handful of green wheat in the field, or found a corner to plant some croissants, which was their ration, and if they couldn't eat enough, they could sell it cheaply to the scavengers.

When the slaves are no longer able to work, they are sold directly, or they are pulled outside and disposed of.

"If I were you, I would sell my slaves and use the money to buy a few tractors, with a seeder and a harvester, and save some money to build a water tower and irrigation canal for the farm. With only 500 acres of land, more than 20 people are enough! Give them some wages and bonuses, and they will work harder than the slaves, and even put the farm in their own home. ”

"You can't farm without slaves? This kind of thinking is very problematic! ”

Old Brown was stunned by what Chu Guang said.

After a long pause, he whispered.

“…… My lord, 200 slaves can be exchanged for 200,000 silver coins at most, is this money enough to buy the things you mentioned? ”

He didn't know how many silver coins or chips it cost to buy these devices, but he thought that the algorithm of managers was casual enough.

Chu Guang said with a slight smile.

"It may not be enough, but it's not much, for the sake of your sincerity in joining the alliance, we are willing to provide you with a loan with negligible interest to help you upgrade your agricultural tools and survive the initial transition period."

"Don't worry about not paying it back, we will distinguish between personal and corporate debts. This is not Boulder City, and even bankruptcy will not make you a slave, as long as the accounts are normal, at most the remaining assets will be auctioned. ”

Old Brown walked out of the reception room in a daze, and he didn't understand it after a long time of calculations.

He was ready to lose the farm, and only hoped that the manager could leave some property for his retirement, but he actually got a loan?

And they can continue to run their own farm.

His mind was filled with confusion.

Does this seem to be earned?

It's outrageous.

For this kind of conscious feudal lord, Chu Guang did not embarrass him, and even encouraged him a few words and personally sent him to the door.

Holding all the property tightly in the palm of your hand is Grande's behavior, and the reasonable allocation of resources is what the alliance manager should do.

What Chu Guang needed was not a farm, but to ensure the production of grain and industrial raw materials in the territory, and if Old Brown was willing to take the initiative to meet the new order, he could certainly give him a decent ending.

If the propaganda tools are used properly, Brown Sr.'s story may serve as a model for the petty feudal lords outside the recovery area.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the edge of the park, Chu Guang touched his chin and thought.

“…… The new alliance needs its own propaganda department. ”

Why don't you just learn the voice of Boulder City and get a radio station that belongs to Dawning City?

Chu Guang's eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was necessary.

Do good deeds without leaving a name, what is it called?

That's called an honest man!

You can't always let others run the train with their mouths full.

The wastelanders of Boulder City, and indeed the entire southern region of Clear Spring City, have the right to learn about the most authentic new alliance and Dawning City.

All in all, he also has to find a few braggart people to snatch back the propaganda position that he has been ignoring all along!

……

The next day, a team from the New Alliance arrived at Brown Farm, and with the assistance of the guards, liquidated the assets of Brown Farm.

The main things that need to be counted are slaves and land.

One is about principles and the other is about taxation, both of which are the most important issues. As for Old Brown's private property, Chu Guang had no intention of snatching it from him.

As long as it is in the territory of the new Union, it will be the same in anyone's hands.

For the working group that came to transform himself, Old Brown was also quite cooperative, but when he saw who the person who came, he was dumbfounded.

"Lu, Luka...... Hello sir. ”

When he went to the outpost last winter, he didn't recognize the face, and it wasn't until he inquired about the Long Farm that he learned that Lukka had escaped from his own.

When he first heard about this, Old Brown broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

He still remembers that he was so angry that he almost killed the guard who let Lukka go without permission. But considering that it might make things worse, he didn't do it anyway.

Looking at Luka standing in front of him, Old Brown was nervous, feeling like a fish on a cutting board.

He even began to regret that he didn't pack up and run away.

But Lukka didn't embarrass him for anything, and looked at him calmly.

"Hello, Mr. Brown."

"At the behest of the manager, I'm Luca, who has come here to oversee the renovation of the farm. We will take the slaves here to the Long Farm for study and reform, and the commissioner will assess the price and give you a one-time compensation. ”

"And after that, I need to make sure that everybody here has been given a free identity, remember, everybody. Unlawful restriction of personal liberty is a felony, and now that you are a citizen of the New Alliance, I hope you will keep this in mind. ”

He has been given a new lease of life, and as for the past, Lukka has long since wanted to pursue it, and there is no point in it.

Besides, this is the task of the manager, and Luca, who is consciously more loyal than anyone else, will definitely not be mixed with personal feelings.

Brown chicks nodded like pecks of rice, a flattering smile on their faces.

"I promise you! We will do our best to cooperate with your work! ”

Lukka nodded.

"It was better to do so."

Twenty guards in black coats marched in unison into two formations into the long farm.

The serfs standing next to the shack looked at these people with blank eyes, confused by what was happening in front of them.

Little did they know that their fate would change dramatically.

The farm guards standing around the fence threw envious glances at the rifles on their backs.

"No wonder they were able to win against the people of the Chewing Bone Tribe...... With this equipment, I feel like I can touch Boulder City. ”

Although they had not been to Boulder City, the uniform formation and uniforms, as well as the long shiny bayonets and rifles on their backs, were already the limit of what they could imagine.

At this time, someone continued.

"I've heard that it's not this group of people who can fight the most."

"Is there anything more capable of fighting?"

"Those blue coats are all Awakened! These men in black coats are just guards to maintain order. ”

All of them are Awakened?!

How can it be!

Not many people believe this.

One or two hundred are more or less acceptable, but all of them are awakened, which is too exaggerated!

After all, awakening requires more than just acquired effort, and this thing requires no less talent. Many people can't wake up until they die, and there are many people who suddenly wake up after just a life-and-death experience.

"Anyway...... Old Brown has surrendered, what will happen to us? ”

"Probably disbanded on the spot, if I were the manager of the new alliance, I would not allow such a large uncontrolled force to exist on my territory."

"But they didn't bother with those mercenaries, did they?"

"It's different, a mercenary is a mercenary, and the slave owner's guard is another matter...... In short, there is a difference. ”

"If it's really disbanded, I'll go to be a soldier, whoever I give my life to is my life, and I won't do anything else anyway."

"Come on, just your poor sour appearance of crooked melons and cracked dates? Can you pass the medical examination! ”

"Huh!"

Listening to the unscrupulous laughter of the companions around him, Liu Mayyue's face was full of resentment. He hated the blue coats for robbing the farmstead, and he hated the fact that these people were indifferent to the fate of the farmstead, and he was so ashamed of Brown's kindness to them!

Not loyal at all!

Finally, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"We've given them so much tribute, and now they're going to take the farm from us? Bloody hands aren't much of a jerk! ”

A few years ago, he had managed to go from a slave to a guard, to a man with a name, and now he could finally ride on the heads of those slaves and be powerful, but now someone actually told him that they were free?

Are you kidding!

He didn't want that!

The slightly older guard glanced at him.

"Bloody hands...... The wolves have come to us to fight in the autumn breeze, and we have given them much more food than we have for the blue coats. ”

Liu May said stubbornly.

"But at least they didn't take our farm!"

The older guard shrugged.

"Maybe, but what does it have to do with me? This is Old Brown's farmstead, neither yours nor mine. Maybe he made a deal with the new alliance, a sum of money or something, but whatever it was, it had nothing to do with you and me. ”

He still has a good impression of the new league.

Unlike most of the guards here, he was a wandering wasteland traveler from the east, not a guard promoted from slaves, and he didn't give his life to Old Brown for any loyalty, but purely to make a living.

Along the way, he met many slave owners, but this was the first time he met idealists who were willing to give their freedom back to people.

Although he hadn't met the administrator, he was impressed by the kindness of the lord.

Maybe after that he will go to the army.

Just like the other guards said, whoever sells his life is a life, and he won't do anything else anyway except pull the trigger, so it's better to leave the bullets to the marauders and xenos.

Liu May was speechless angrily, and seeing that there was about to clash, Liu Jiuyue, who was standing next to him, hurriedly went up and pulled him.

"Forget it, brother, don't be impulsive."

It's not a good idea to fight in front of the guards.

This is already the territory of the new Alliance.

As the head of the farm guards, Liu Zhengyue's mood at the moment is also full of complexity.

He thought Old Brown was simply scared by the blue coats.

Maybe the people in the new league didn't intend to care about them at all, and they didn't look down on their big slap at all, all because of the old Brown's own cleverness that led to this result.

What's more, they've been giving food to those blue coats, and those people won't be able to unload and kill donkeys, right?

But it's useless to say anything now.

Their owners have dedicated the farmstead to the new Union, and the only consolation is that they can continue to farm the land.

It's just that there are no more slaves to call.

On the barn.

All 217 slaves were brought here and stood in two columns in the clearing, staring blankly at the surroundings, along with the guards with rifles on their backs.

They didn't know that these people were here to save them, or even what was going on outside the walls.

They watched as Old Brown walked in front of them.

This man, who has always been arrogant to them, today used a polite tone for the first time, looking at them like a human being.

"A new alliance has been formed, thanks to the Great Administrator, you are free from now on! I am no longer your master, and you are no longer anyone's slave. ”

"Let's live well in the new era."

"It's all over."

With that, Brown Sr. hurried away, and soon Luca's team took over and began to work with the help of the guards.

Many slaves recognized Luca, but the changes in him made all the slaves afraid to recognize him.

However, Lukka did not put up any argument with them, and patiently walked in front of them, and promoted the thoughts and will of the managers with them.

And the only private goods he carried—

Loyal!

It is the administrators who have saved you, so you must remember and be faithful!

After hearing this, the slaves who were originally anxious breathed a sigh of relief.

For the vast majority of them, loyalty that can be explained in a single sentence is far more understandable than what equality and salvation can be.

Seeing that these people finally understood the hard work of the manager, old Luca's face finally showed a smile of relief.

In any case, backward relations of production must be abolished.

In the recovery zone of the New Alliance, human freedom will be protected by law, and this is Chu Guang's promise to those who support him.

The 217 serfs and 41 servants will automatically be given the status of guardians and will be sent to the long-term farms for rehabilitation, ranging from one to six months.

During this time, the new alliance will provide them with food and education, and they will be obligated to learn at least one skill that will allow them to earn a living.

Whether it's stepping on a sewing machine, or moving bricks and screws, at least you have to find a job that you can do.

In addition to this, they need to learn the laws of the new alliance and embrace new ideas.

When the renovation is complete, everyone will automatically be granted the status of a new Union resident and will be able to decide their own future.

Of course, they can continue to farm.

But not for others, but for yourself.

……

Chu Guang originally planned to go to the Brown Farm in person, but unfortunately there were more important things that he couldn't leave, so he entrusted it to Old Luca.

Today is the third day of the new alliance, and at 8 o'clock in the morning of Wasteland time, the first batch of European emperors who have been qualified for the closed beta of version 0.1 have finally gone live.

The newly produced cultivation cabin, Chu Guang was temporarily placed in Vault 117.

As there is no separate room on Level B4 suitable for a sleeping pod, it involves the core area of the Vault, the terminal that controls the server.

This is a function that belongs to the "developer", and Chu Guang naturally cannot open it to players.

While there isn't much space in Vault 404, there are still 100 "deluxe rooms" available in Vault 117.

In the Beta0.1 version of the bug fix, Chu Guang changed all the 500 rooms in Vault 117 into double bedrooms, and the population limit of Vault 117 was doubled in an instant, and now it can accommodate up to 1,000 people.

The first batch of players for the B round of testing is tentatively 40 players.

At the same time, the exploration program for Vault 401 and the reactor fuel rods is also underway, and this work is currently mainly carried out by a scientific expedition team led by Yin Fang.

On the square of Vault 117.

It was a loud noise at the moment.

The vast majority of people put on their helmets with the mentality of giving it a try, but they didn't expect it to be true.

All the anticipation and apprehension are settled at this moment, and the joy and excitement that wells up from the spring are like a new life!

The voice was quieter: "Hahahaha!" Come in! Lao Tzu is finally in! ”

Asia Pictures: "Everyone, be quiet, listen to me, everyone here is the one who stands out among the hundreds of millions of good brothers, speak hard!" ”

Brother Ice and Fire: "Whew! Everyone, be tough! Is the dog planning in? Light a cigarette for Ye Xin! ”

Asian Pictures: "it, bro!" ”

Luo Yu kneaded his face repeatedly.

"Huh? Isn't there a pinching and gender selection part of this game? ”

Qingfeng looked around in a daze.

"There are no flaws in the modeling, I can't wear it at all, and there is a difference in light and shadow effects and temperature, this game is ...... It's too real! ”

Dressed in azure power armor, Chu Guang took his most loyal guards and stood aside quietly watching these newcomers crying, laughing, making trouble and jumping excitedly.

He was already accustomed to the performance art of the players, and he could understand their excitement, but the guards next to him were somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Chu Guang coughed lightly and whispered in the communication channel.

"Cryogenic Awakening Syndrome, dormant for more than two centuries...... Don't be too surprised that this happens once in a while. ”

The symptoms were made up by him, and no one could falsify them anyway.

The guards in the exoskeleton certainly had no doubts about what the Administrator said, and in their opinion, the Administrator's will was the truth, and they nodded loyally.

Not to mention the accident, there was no change in the expression on their faces.

As in previous versions.

Chu Guang left enough time for these excited little players to celebrate, allowing them to fully vent the excitement and excitement in their hearts.

At the same time, the veteran players who plan to do the "Passing on the Torch" mission mostly stand at the edge of the hall and watch the newcomers judge and choose.

That's how most of them came over.

Even more exaggerated than these newcomers.

Watching the newcomers make a fuss is also one of the reserved programs of the closed beta server of "Wasteland Online".

"This newcomer can't do it," holding the tail of his arms, shaking his head in an old-fashioned manner, "no one takes off their pants!" ”

Si Si glanced at his tail.

"Your speech is dangerous."

The old players with new ones are mainly in the range of LV8~LV11, but there are also some "fifty percent new" who have just passed LV5 to collect apprentices.

Chu Guang did not strictly limit the level of the "Passing on the Torch" mission, and even did not limit that it must be a combat professional player, the only requirement was to have a VM.

At the same time, due to the update of the corps system in the beta 0.1 version, many veteran players who plan to set up an independent corps are also shaking people here.

However, the recruitment conditions of these bigwigs are usually more stringent than those of casual players, mainly for like-minded hardcore players.

There are many ways to play Wasteland Online.

Although it tends to recruit hardcore players who can have a liver, it is not "only" recruiting hardcore players.

An overly serious server atmosphere will make the game niche, and this is why Chu Guang has always emphasized on the official website that "Wasteland Online" is a "joy-oriented MMORPG" that focuses on casual.

Carrying a wooden sign in his hand, he shouted excitedly with big eyes and a loud voice, which looked like an old man picking up children at the door of the kindergarten.

"The Death Corps is hiring! We have the highest battle damage and the most medals, and we go where there is danger! The only requirement is to listen to the command in the team battle, and the team is not afraid of death, and the professional firefighter Brother Shui will take you to experience the most realistic firefighting scene! ”

The edge paddling couldn't help but squirt.

"Did you advertise like that?"

Debt big eyes hehehehe

"You know a der! Don't you see that the eyes of those newcomers are lit up? ”

The construction site boy raised his hand with the bricks.

"I'm standing with big eyes! Compared with entering the group and causing conflicts, it's better for us to make things clear with the newcomers! ”

On the other side, Brother Mole's "Skeleton Corps" and Commander Quanshui's "Storm Corps" are also recruiting, but neither of them is too open.

If you want to talk about the characteristics, there are also them, the former is the main stick equipment, and the sapper shovel is sent to the regiment. The latter is to advocate the reduction of the whole into zero, and everyone wears what they want.

Many Meng Xin have read the post of Brother Mole on the forum, especially when I heard that he is an unemployed painter, and some hardcore players who are more criminal have gone to him to sign up.

In addition to the Death Corps, the biggest movement is undoubtedly the mosquito brother.

This guy can be said to have taken performance art to the extreme, standing in the square in a flamethrower outfit, tearing off the bullduck's voice and shouting.

"The Burning Corps has recruited! The T0 boss will take you to pretend to be forced to fly with you! The Corps has an air force and artillery, and now join the 10% off voucher benefits with more goblin technology! There is no time limit for use! ”

Commander of the Spring: "Damn, mosquito, aren't you a life pro player?" ”

The mole in the canyon is on the run: "That's it! You're here to join in the fun! And that thing of yours is also called the Air Force? ”

Makabazi: "That's it! Your broken plane, not as much as my calf brother like the Air Force! ”

Less calf: "??? ”

Ignoring everyone's complaints, the mosquito smiled and said, "Hehe, who said that I am a professional player in life!" Have you ever seen a life pro player with a first-kill boss? ”

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group and I, who were standing on the sidelines, rolled our eyes in unison.

This guy.

It's just that I grabbed someone's head, and I'm embarrassed to blow it every day!

The mosquito coughed.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm helping Lao Bai recruit people. Originally, we were going to call it the Ox Horse Regiment, but this name is too la, and it just so happened that everyone used to play Warcraft together, so it was changed to the Burning Regiment. ”

It turned out to be a few bigwigs of the herd of cattle and horses.

Everyone didn't complain anymore about the mosquito pits.

The combat effectiveness of the cattle and horse squads is still obvious to all.

However, Lao Bai did not recruit new people by themselves, but let mosquitoes do the work for them, which surprised many players such as Mole and Spring Water.

Are these hateful Europeans on another hidden mission?

It's too much not to sharpen a knife!

In addition to the newly formed corps, those merchants and players who planned to fool the newcomers into joining the group were also shouting and drawing cakes there.

The noisy voices in the square are endless, and the newcomers are stunned to find that these old players can make more noise than them.

At that moment, there was a scream from the crowd.

Unprofessional anti-steamed buns: "Gan! Why is my nose flat? ”

The players around them turned their heads to look at the door, and they were immediately happy.

Boy.

A ...... walking upright Eight precepts?

There can't be a mistake with the nose and ears!

"Awesome, do you have pigmen after the cat lady?"

"Pot friend, can you eat pork?"

"Oh, the bad taste of the dog plan!"

"Hahahaha, brother, I've seen your book!"

Unprofessional anti-steamed buns: "%¥#@!" ”

Chu Guang, who was standing in the square, also showed a surprised expression on his face.

Especially when he browsed through the little player's stats panel.

【

ID: Unprofessional anti-steamed buns

Gene sequence: physique line

Grade: LV.0

——Basic Attributes——

Strength: 5

Dexterity: 3

Constitution: 7

Perceptual: 5

Intelligence: 5

】

【

Talent:

Pig Man: Get the pig's nose, ears, and tail (messed up, the pig and human are up to 83% genetically similar, but the fusion of the two is not as smooth as expected...... Maybe next time I should try cats. ）】

Accelerated Recovery: Has a 133%~150% recovery speed bonus, and a 200% bonus to hunger accumulation speed.

】

It's the same as the previous sesame paste.

The player's sequence is not classified as a xenomorph, but a constitution system, and the attribute panel is also a standard template for the constitution system, with 3 Min 7 bodies, and the rest are baseline values of 5.

And so it goes.

After all, the claws of the lizard and the great white bear can be used together, and the debuff of the calloused hands and feet is not coordinated to use at most.

But pig's trotters ......

Except for the braised braised blood, Chu Guang really couldn't think of any other use.

"Forget it, the specific gameplay is still left to the players to figure out for themselves."

Chu Guang coughed lightly and walked in front of the players, expertly blocking the hand that tried to hit his chest, and turned on the talent of mental deterrence, forcing the naughty little player to instinctively back down.

Wait for the crowd to be quiet.

In response to the expectant gaze, Chu Guang read out the opening line he had redesigned for the beta version with a serious expression.

"Welcome back to the surface, lucky ones who are still alive! I'm the administrator of Vault 404, and I'm also the administrator of the Alliance.

"I have two important news for you here, the good news is that the war is over, and the bad news is that our world has changed beyond recognition."

"However, the situation here is not as bad as you think, thanks to the efforts of your predecessors, who have united the natives of the surface, defeated the barbarism that threatened us, and succeeded in establishing our first stronghold in the wasteland."

"According to the resolution of the highest level of the People's Federation, the united front for the revival of human civilization has been established, and we have formed a new alliance, and soon the recovery area will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, until we will recover what we have lost one by one."

"You are already more fortunate than tens of billions of people to live in this new era, and after celebrating the joy of rebirth, I need you to recognize the status quo as soon as possible, and then fulfill your vows under the banner of the People's Federation-"

"Rebuild our home!"

In terms of setting, the players are old popsicles that have been dormant from the era of the People's Union to the present.

Although the hibernation chamber does not have a cryogenic function.

After saying this passage in Chinese, Chu Guang recorded it and backed it up on the server.

In the future, new people will join the game every day, and he can't be on site every day as a repeater.

After that, Chu Guang would order the trusted guards, wearing the Type 6 "Heavy Cavalry" exoskeleton, to come here to complete the work in his place-

Replay his recording.

Or repeat what he said.

The opening animation ended, and Chu Guang handed over the time to the veteran players.

During the lively orientation ceremony, the newcomers found their own organization, and with anticipation, they were ready to step into this mysterious wasteland world with the newbie bags prepared for them by the administrator, and feel how real this 100% realistic virtual reality game can be.

With the care of veteran players, the record for the fastest death set by the quit dude shouldn't be so quickly refreshed.

At the same time, the server's strongest combat force, the Niuma Squad, was quietly approaching the eastern part of Qingquan City, an area that few people had set foot in.

Standing on a half-collapsed tall building.

Fang Chang, who held the telescope in his hand, looked at the vast forest sea scattered in the ruins of reinforced concrete, and his face was full of shock.

"It's amazing......"

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(Thanks to the leader of the alliance of "Di San Xian Gai Van" for his reward!!) This chapter is still a little short of 10,000 words.,Just take it as yesterday's supplement.,I'll pay back the update I owe before.,It's too uncomfortable not to save the manuscript)