This game is too real

The "Queen of the Night" is not the only bar in Boulder City.

Just as Rob was dreaming of dominating the night in Boulder City, the Pirate Bay Tavern on another street was also cheering for the good stuff from the northern suburbs.

"Spiritual water?! Damn, where did you get so many good things in this winter?"

The man sitting at the bar looked at the bottles and jars on the shelves with envy and desire on his face.

His name is Ante, the leader of the Red Rocket Mercenary Group. He has about 40 to 50 people under him, and he has six awakened people.

If he were outside Boulder City, with such strength, he would be more than enough to be a local tyrant like the old leech.

But here, he is just a mercenary leader.

There are too many similar situations, and no one will deliberately remember the name of a mercenary group and how many people they have.

Because it's meaningless. Maybe they won't be here tomorrow, or they'll change their identities and start doing something else.

The bartender standing in front of the bar didn't seem to hear his question at all. He just wiped the cup calmly and said in a leisurely voice.

"200 chips."

Ang's eyes widened and he shouted.

"Two hundred chips?! Just that 200 ml bottle? Are you crazy about money?!"

The bartender glanced at him, and his expression didn't change at all.

"This is a good thing that has not been diluted. It takes at least one kilogram of spirit leaves to extract this 200 ml essence. You shouldn't be stupid enough to swallow this bottle in one gulp."

It is safer to take less than 20 ml. Many mercenaries will mix it into wine or dilute it directly with water.

Generally, 20 ml of concentrated spirit water mixed with 200 ml of pure water can make a bottle of spirit water with the best effect, which can provide two hours of fearless time.

These two hours are very critical.

After all, most battles will end within half an hour, and two hours of good condition is enough to help them a lot.

I didn't expect that there are such undiluted good things for sale here.

A trace of surprise appeared on Angte's face.

If it is one milliliter of a chip, the price is indeed not outrageous, especially in winter, when it is difficult to get a large amount of spirit leaves.

"Give me 5 bottles!"

The bartender turned around skillfully, took 5 bottles from the shelf and placed them on the table.

"I'll charge you 1,000."

Angte slapped a bag of chips on the table without saying a word.

"It's all here... Damn, this money is in your pocket before it's warm on me, you have to introduce me to some good work!"

"Winter is over, do you still have to worry about no work?"

The bartender smiled faintly, opened the bag and took a look, and then put the bag of chips in the drawer under the counter.

After thinking for a while, he continued.

"There's going to be a fight in Honghe Town. I heard the price is pretty good. A six-month contract for 300 red and blue tickets. Both men and women can make money if they are transported to the south. If you can't find a market, you can send them to me. Are you interested?"

"Are there any nearby businesses?" After accepting the spirit water on the table, Ante lit a cigarette for himself. "Six months is too long. I just want to do a short-term job at the beginning of the year."

In two or three weeks at the earliest, or two months at the latest, the enterprise's caravan will arrive here.

This year he plans to try his luck in Yunjian Province.

Not only to make money, but also to get a bionic prosthesis for himself and his brothers in the group, and get two more reliable equipment.

I heard that Yunjian Province is fighting fiercely with mutants. If he can stay there for two years, he might be able to retire in glory.

No one can be a mercenary for life.

Even the awakened ones can't.

Looking at the man sitting at the bar, the bartender said thoughtfully.

"Then we can only wait for the wave."

Ante raised his eyebrows.

"Will there be one this year?"

"I don't know, but the probability is very high," the bartender shrugged and continued, "After enduring the whole winter, not only animals need to find food, but those rotten things also need something to chew. It snowed so much last month. If nothing happens in the spring, I will find it strange."

Wave.

Ante licked the corner of his mouth, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

This is a good opportunity!

Whenever the "wave" appears, the masters of Boulder City will throw out a lot of chips and mobilize those temporary workers to the front line.

Battle-hardened mercenaries like them will not die as easily in the mouths of aliens as those cannon fodders.

Not only that, they can also take the opportunity to make a fortune!

This money is easier to make than the money of the caravans. After all, the risk factor of fighting aliens on the front battlefield is much smaller than the probability of being shot coldly when fighting with predators.

"Give me ten more bottles!"

Ante is ready for a big fight.

If the wave comes this year.

This kind of scarce material will definitely increase in price, and it's always a good idea to stock up more while it's "discounted".

The bartender showed a happy smile on his face, calmly took the chips he handed over, and then took out 10 bottles of spirit water and put them on the table.

"I'm always right in judging people."

"You can tell at a glance that you're someone who can make a fortune!"

...

[Task: Expand the market]

[Content: The products of the Vine House are becoming popular in the inner city of Boulder City. In order to enrich the spiritual life of the people in the wasteland, we need to develop more sinking products that ordinary people can also consume. This can not only bring us foreign exchange, but also reduce our industrial costs...]

[Reward: ...]

[Publisher: Xia Yan]

Chemical plant in the new industrial zone.

Many players have seen this task in the task bar.

Although it has been a long and winding talk, the meaning is actually very easy to understand.

'Shelter 404 needs more polyamide to make socks of various colors and transparencies. You guys should start producing them.'

However, the focus is not the content of the task, or even the generous rewards offered by the task, but the publisher of this task.

This name…

Is it really a bug?

"Damn? Boss Xia has this hobby?!"

The unusual thing in the task panel was discovered at a glance. The little player standing next to the production line shouted out in surprise as if he had discovered a game easter egg.

But soon someone discovered that things didn't seem that simple.

"Wait, why is the tone of this task description so manager-like?"

"Indeed, Boss Xia never talks too much nonsense when issuing tasks."

"!!! Damn, why does it feel more exciting?!"

"Who cares, brothers, just do it, Oli!"

"Ouch Ouch!"

"Ahhh, black silk conquers the wasteland!!"

"If you don't understand, just ask, are you planning to put it on your head?"

The raw materials for producing polyamide can basically be found in the NPC warehouse. If you can't find it, you can entrust the warehouse manager to place an order, or directly post on the forum for help.

The number of players who make reservations is increasing, and there are even more people watching the fun. Occasionally, there will always be a few big guys who are particularly criminals passing by.

Although the production conditions are backward and the production methods are quite retro, a group of small players from the chemical industry are still working hard. Everyone expresses their opinions and discusses production methods that are more suitable for the wasteland.

Although the chemical industry is already seriously saturated in reality, in this game, they are all scarce talents, big guys in the eyes of players and wastelanders.

Both life-professional players and combat-professional players have to admit it.

Cooking and nesting, I can do it.

But this, I may not be able to do it.

In fact, it is not just the chemical plant that received the task, the "wealth myth" of the cattle and horse team and the rattan hut, which stimulated every player who read the strategy post and even the cloud players.

Endless brain holes emerged one after another on the forum, and were brought into the game by a group of players with strong hands-on ability.

For example, Mosquito.

This guy has never been idle.

Especially after his "anti-crack claw crab mine" was complained on the forum, this guy was even more painful and decided to make something useful.

Without bragging, he really made it.

It is a detachable steel plate specially made for the KV-1 exoskeleton, which can perfectly defend against bullets shot at the chest.

Among a variety of bulletproof materials, steel plates are always the most cost-effective choice. The only disadvantage is that they are heavy and the splashing shrapnel may injure the soldiers' chin and wrists.

However, this is not a problem for exoskeletons. With a little design cleverness, most of the load can be distributed to the skeleton. The problem of shrapnel splashing can also be solved by designing a collar.

This kind of "hard individual armor" may not be so meaningful in the wars of the 21st century, but it is indeed effective in the wasteland dominated by street fighting.

Especially when dealing with predators, no one can predict which direction the attack will come from, let alone what equipment the other party has.

Many mercenaries will weld steel plates to their KV-1, but there is generally no standard, and it is completely based on their own experience.

This standardized detachable part may really sell well?

Not just mosquitoes.

The entire industrial zone is trying to get the wool of the "new map".

Chu Guang is both relieved and fortunate about this.

What is gratifying is that these little players have a stronger understanding of the version, and he can save a lot of micro-management and focus more on macro-decision-making.

As for what he is fortunate about, the land reclamation work has come to an end in the past two days. He can calmly end the expansion pack, settle the task rewards for those hardworking little players, and then arrange the next spring ploughing.

Otherwise, everyone will go to fleece their neighbors, and no one will plant this land...

...

"Oh my god, I'm finally back!!!"

At the north gate of Changjiu Farm.

A caravan loaded with goods stopped at the unloading point at the gate. Qian Duo found Lister and handed the account book to his boss, while Lister found Luca and began to calculate the value of these materials and discuss what to use for settlement.

Looking at the reclaimed field in the west, the canyon escaped mole, who had just taken a breath, was surprised on the spot.

"... Oh my god, the map has been updated?!"

He has only been out for half a month.

He has become like this when he comes back!

Not only the reclaimed ten thousand acres of land, but also the golden corn cobs lying on the open space at the north gate to dry.

Wow.

A rough count of this corn is at least dozens of tons!

This is too surprising!

Just as he came out of the granary, Makaba saw the old man Mole, who looked like a refugee, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Fuck, Mole?! Are you fleeing from famine?"

The mole in the canyon rolled his eyes.

"Get lost, I'm just doing this to explore the map for you."

Makaba looked at him strangely and continued to ask.

"Why did you take so long this time? I remember that a trip would take at most half a week."

Fang Chang, the European dog, has made his second trip to Boulder City!

Going back and forth every two weeks, this is too slow!

The canyon escaped mole said helplessly: "The original plan was to be back in a week, but someone told us about the things on the road. It would take another two or three days to arrive. This is already relatively fast!"

Makabazi was surprised and said: "What happened to you? Deathclaw?"

The canyon escaped mole: "No, what we encountered is much more exciting than the alien species. There has been a fight in Honghe Town."

Makabazi: "Fighting?! With whom?"

"Who else can we fight? The only troublemakers in the entire River Valley Province are those people who chew bones. Before leaving, I heard from the NPC of the caravan that the two thousand-man teams of the Snake Clan have blocked the passages to the north and west of Honghe Town. It is said that the third thousand-man team is on the way and plans to cut off the road to the east."

"Of course, Red River Town was not to be outdone. Several mine owners and business owners teamed up to hire more than 20 mercenary groups and trained a large number of soldiers, claiming to have an army of 10,000 people... but in fact, I don't think it was half as many."

"For safety reasons, we had to take a detour to the south... to a settlement called Garbage City, and then turn back to the northwest... like this."

The Mole made a "V" in the air with his index finger. This was roughly how they planned to go back on the map.

But compared to his itinerary, Makabazi was obviously more curious about something else.

"Wait! What is Garbage City?"

Is it a hidden map? !

"Well, what should I say? A survivor base that's neither big nor small. I'll draw it on the forum later. Anyway, it feels much smaller than Boulder City, and it's farther from there than Red River Town."

At this point, the Mole chuckled.

"This is also what surprised me the most. I didn't expect that the map of this game is larger than I imagined before! Some of the survivor bases in the background board have actually been implemented."

"I make a bold assumption. Maybe the ideal city and other maps in the background board have been updated in the game a long time ago. It's just that some content has not been completed, so the planner didn't bring it out in a big way."

If this assumption is correct, if you keep walking east from here, you may really be able to reach the legendary ideal city.

However, there is another problem. There is no way to save the game along the way, there is no VM signal, and you are unfamiliar with the place. It is still a bit unrealistic to want to walk there on your own two legs.

Listening to the mole telling stories from afar, Makabazi looked envious.

At this time, the administrator wearing power armor walked towards this side from the north gate of Changjiu Farm.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Looking at the mole who had turned into a refugee, Chu Guang settled his task and added another sentence at the end.

"Go back and take a shower."

This smell is too strong!

The old mole scratched his head embarrassedly, probably because he knew that he probably smelled bad now, so he went to the south gate to wait for the bus.

The big and small battles along the way made him level up, but he couldn't find the save point, which made him anxious.

Chu Guang looked at the supplies that the caravan was unloading.

In addition to the rifles that Lister bought from him, there was also a batch of goods that belonged to him, which was sold by Lister on a 2:8 basis.

This batch of arms exchanged nearly 50 tons of mineral resources, 20 tons of insect glue powder used to improve soil fertility, and 25 two-headed cows.

Lister walked towards Chu Guang with the rich apprentice.

"Nearly 70% of these goods belong to you. I plan to settle the remaining 30% with rifles. I will go to Honghe Town again and exchange some raw materials from there."

Although exchanging for spirit leaves is also a good choice, it is easier to cash in chips, but the caravan that went to Boulder City has not returned yet.

He can't let his caravan wait here.

While Qian Lai has not returned yet, he plans to go to Honghe Town again to exchange for more scarce resources at Changjiu Farm.

It will be the same to settle with spirit leaves at that time, and you can get more than now!

After listening to Lister's plan, Chu Guang nodded and continued.

"I will give you a list when the warehouse completes the delivery of materials. In addition to rifles, we also sell other good things."

Lister raised his eyebrows.

"For example?"

Chu Guang said with a slight smile.

"Death Whistling Rockets, Hell Breath Motorcycles, 88mm Mortars, 20mm Lance Anti-Tank Rifles, and various corresponding shells... These things have been tested on the battlefield. We used them to beat the northern predators hard, and they are all ready to beat them again."

"You can tell our friends in Red River Town that they can trust us completely. The Bone Chewing Tribe is a trouble for everyone, and we will support their war with practical actions."

Selling rifles and bullets is not as profitable as selling cannons. The former can be made by hand, but the latter cannot be easily made by a few small workshops.

The 37mm "Heavy Lance" has been developed and is more powerful than the 20mm "Lance". The penetration depth can reach more than 70mm per 100 meters!

This power is more than enough to deal with ordinary light and medium armor!

Not only the products of the No. 81 Steel Plant, but also the products of Goblin Technology are also quite powerful. The accuracy of rockets has been reduced from the early one-kilometer error to within 200 meters.

If you want to further improve the power and accuracy, you can only test it on the battlefield.

Honghe Town is undoubtedly an excellent weapons testing site. The distance of hundreds of kilometers makes it difficult for the two sides to have a direct conflict, and the Bone Chewing Tribe is the common enemy of all the survivors in the Valley Province.

Since someone is willing to pay for the military industry of Shelter No. 404, Chu Guang will certainly not miss this opportunity to open up sales for his own factory.

Not to mention that this buyer also has a large amount of human resources and mines.

Maybe he will buy Honghe Town during this battle.

Hearing that Chu Guang has so many good things here, Lister's eyes lit up and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"With your promise, the mine owners in Honghe Town will definitely be happy to death! They have been tortured by the armored pickup trucks of those barbarians. Your anti-armor experience and weapons will definitely come in handy!"

Chu Guang smiled slightly.

"Not only do we provide weapons, we also provide well-trained soldiers and instructors. If they need it, we can even sign a long-term employment contract."

Lister said excitedly.

"I'll ask them for you. It shouldn't be a big problem!"

Shelter No. 404 defeated the Snake Clan once, and the news has already spread.

From Lister's point of view, of course, he hopes that this war will last as long as possible, only in this way can he earn more chips.

Hearing Lister's promise, Chu Guang's face showed a happy smile.

"I'll just send two teams of ten people to go with you."

The battle line is a bit long, but there is a hibernation capsule as a save point, so it's not a big problem. If you die, you can just replace someone else.

It's better to be able to contain the Snake Clan in Honghe Town than to face the two troubles of the Snake Clan and the Fang Clan at the same time.

Not only that.

The players got the mission, the people of Honghe Town got safety, and he got the resources of Honghe Town.

If the cooperation is pleasant and the operation is done properly, Shelter 404 can even build a permanent military base there in the future.

This wave is more than a win-win situation.

It's like Qin Shihuang touching the electric switch, winning is numb!