This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 104 Hardworking little players can take care of themselves

After   Chu Guang left, there were shouts in the hall on the second basement floor.

Xiaoxiao laughed at the bookworm: "Are there any newcomers in the perception department? The old driver's team, the front row power system is LV3, and Yimin is all in one output. When the perception department comes, just look for the enemy, don't worry about anything else, I will lead you to pretend to force you to fly. !"

   Kill the Chicken at Midnight: "Is there a power team to form a team? Team up to cut down trees, I will bring you to LV1 in one day!"

  Quan Shui Commander: "Hah! No one wants an intelligence department? It's cold!"

   Elf King Fugui: "Brother, it's not that we don't bring it, we don't know how to upgrade the intelligence department!"

  Irena: "I can teach you to be funny."

   The most sought-after rookie is naturally the white bear, but there is only one bear, and he was quickly fooled into becoming a tank.

   The most sought-after rookie is the perception system that benefits the team the most, followed by the strength system that is easiest to level up, and the agility and physique systems that can be played in any position.

   The worst is still intelligence.

   In the current version, although there are signs of life occupations on the rise, not all life occupations require intelligence.

   It is true that the higher the intelligence attribute, the higher the learning speed of the skill will be, but this bonus is not very obvious in the novice stage.

   Life occupations such as moving bricks, plastering, digging soil, transporting stones, and burning cement actually require strength.

   Just when the players of the intelligence department were helpless, a 1.5 meter tall girl of the intelligence department stood up and raised her small hand.

   "This is Teng Teng Hut, recruiting new apprentices who are willing to be tailors, the intelligence department is preferred, come and sign up!"

   A group of young budding intellectuals, like a bright light in the dark world.

   "Mom, I saw an angel!"

   "Coach! I want to learn tailoring!"

   "Woooooo, from today onwards, scissors and needles are my life!"

   "Wait, can you apply for the power department! I suddenly feel that life and careers are also very interesting!"

   "I think it's important to be intuitive in making clothes, I'm a perception department!"

   "Nonsense! Tailors must be agile! Do it fast, fast is king!"

   Not only the freshmen of the intelligence department, but also the freshmen of several other departments.

   Later, not only the newbies, but also the old players with VMs came to join in the fun, begging for the rich woman's thigh.

  Fujiteng, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, couldn't help laughing for a while, and hurriedly waved his hands and said.

   "Don't come to me, I, I, I can only bring three people."

   The tail standing on the edge of the crowd touched his chin and tutted.

   "Damn, the bear was robbed."

   Sisi, who was standing beside him, sighed and rolled his eyes.

   "Don't be abominable, hurry up and find a thigh to take us."

   "Thighs?"

   The antenna seemed to be erected above his head.

  Tail stretched his neck and looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, locking on a long leg that couldn't squeeze in at the edge of the square.

   "S, are you a physique type?"

"Um."

   "It's faster to go down, agile!"

   His right fist slammed into his palm, his tail stared at Yaya in the distance, and his eyes were piercing.

   "Just her!"

  Siss glanced at the tail suspiciously.

   "...Can that guy do it?"

   "Sure! Bigger than us combined!"

   "...are we talking about the same thing."

   "Big, means strength!"

   Looking at the tail that was bouncing and trotting past, Si Si sighed.

   "This guy is crazy."

  …

   left the new things to the old players, and Chu Guang spent the time he freed up training the prisoners who were rescued from the looters' dungeons.

   Thirty prisoners were rescued.

   Chu Guang instructed the warehouse manager Luca to register their identities, and asked how everyone was captured and what they did before being captured? Do you have any professional skills?

   In addition to that, where do they come from? Are there any relatives in the wasteland? Is there anyone willing to redeem them and so on.

   These are all necessary procedures.

  Chuguang needs to decide their work according to their personal experience.

   Of course, and if someone expresses their desire to go home, he will generously let them go. Although he will not pay the toll, he will never keep him.

  The twisted melons are not sweet, and they may not quench their thirst. Moreover, these slaves cannot be stronger, better at fighting, and better at work than the players.

  Chu Guang needs loyalty from the heart.

   Only a loyal enough NPC can become his assistant and help him guide the players to play the game "correctly".

  Although the old Luca was illiterate and only learned some basic pinyin, the VM has a recording function, and it is also possible to transfer the dictation to text for archiving.

"grown ups."

   Looking at Chu Guang who was walking towards the warehouse, and old Luca, who was teaching the survivors to obey the rules, greeted him respectfully.

  Chu Guang glanced at the survivors.

   They were wearing ragged jackets and leather jackets taken from the predators, most of them were yellow and thin, malnourished and scrawny.

  Chu Guang had camped them at the brick kiln, and recently moved them to the outpost, allowing them to build shacks between the south gate wall and the trenches.

   Every day, Luca would cook a pot of green wheat porridge for them, chop 2 taels of raw meat and 1 catty of Chinese cabbage from the predators, chop them up, and throw them in. It is a supreme delicacy for them.

   This is truly a gourmet meal.

  After all, when they were in the dungeon before, let alone clothes, even fat mice and cockroaches could be called delicious.

  Where to eat steaming food?

   "Why are there only 25 left?" Chu Guang counted the number of people and found that there were fewer people, so he looked at Luca and asked.

   Luca lowered his head and said.

"There are still 5 who haven't survived... When they were sent back, many of them were seriously injured or even disabled. I found some herbs to bandage them, but they still didn't survive. Their bodies have been sent to that furnace, please punish them."

   It's okay to make an assertion.

  Chu Guang found that this old Luca and Xia Yan were two extremes. One was sensible and distressed, while the other had to chase after him with a whip.

   "No, you are doing the right thing," Chu Guang nodded and continued, "Have the identities of these survivors been counted?"

   Luca nodded and said.

   "The statistics have been completed!"

  The recordings were organized into data and uploaded to the computer. Xiaoqi retrieved the files, sorted them, and sent them to Chu Guang's VM.

  Chu Guang's VM is different from the VMs of players and NPCs. His VM has the highest authority and can directly connect to the host of Vault 404. Basically, there is a signal without going too far from the outpost.

   Looking at the roster and information on the VM, Chu Guang probably had an idea of ​​the identities of these survivors.

   Among them, 2 were serfs from Brown's Farm before, and 2 were hunters on Bate Street. Most of the rest were from the survivor community near the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, or simply wandering nearby.

   "...Zhao Mouse and Yang Ergou?"

  Tsk.

   These are some names.

   But now Chu Guang has figured out what to do if the survivors of Bette Street have used up all the zodiac signs and common animals.

  There are not enough people, you can also use numbers to make up.

   Hearing the manager calling his name, the two thin survivors hurriedly stood up, timid and spoke.

   "Yes, my lord."

"How did you guys get captured by the Blood Hand Clan?" Chu Guang stared at the two of them and asked curiously, "Your old leech - I mean the mayor, didn't you pay the Blood Hand Clan a protection fee? "

  The two of them looked blank.

"Protection fees……"

   "No, I don't know."

   "Sir, how could the mayor tell us this."

   "Yeah... We were caught last month while hunting."

   It seems that these two children have not thought about why the plunderers of the Bloody Hand clan would let Bette Street be spared.

  Brown Farm's force value is not bad. It is estimated that the supplies are for the sake of safety. As for the few guns and the broken walls on Bette Street, which can't be prevented by mice, it is estimated that they will not need a ten commander.

   However, it seems that the protection fee and the ransom are two concepts, and they cannot guarantee their safety when scavenging outside, and the mayor of Bette Street has no plans to redeem them.

  Chu Guang stared at the two of them for a while and said.

   "Do you have any relatives on Bette Street?"

  The two nodded in succession.

"some."

   "Very good, I'll give you two options now, one is to go back to reunite with your relatives, and the other is to stay and do things for me."

  The two looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chu Guang and said.

   "My lord, I want to stay."

   "Me, me too."

  Chu Guang looked at them and smiled.

   "Think about it?"

  The two nodded in unison.

   "Think about it!"

  It is difficult to catch prey in winter, and they know how much food they have left. Going back now is equivalent to having more mouths to support, and it is still a mouth that can eat, which will only make the situation at home worse.

   They have a place to live here, a fire to bake, and something to eat, and they are already very satisfied. Even if we want to go back, we will have to wait until next spring.

  Chu Guang knew exactly what they were thinking, but he didn't take it to heart.

  Whether they take Renyi from Vault 404 home or stay here to help build the outpost, it will be useful to them.

   looked at Luca, Chu Guang continued to ask.

   "Do you know any of these serfs from Brown's Farm?"

   Luca respectfully said.

   "Don't worry, my lord, I am your servant, no matter where they come from, I will treat them equally."

  Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "You just have to tell me if I have it."

   Luca nodded quickly.

   "Those two are, I know their names, although there is not much communication."

  Chu Guang nodded and continued.

   "Those two stay, you bring them familiar with the position of warehouse manager, and when they are qualified for the position of warehouse manager, the granary and warehouse will be handed over to them."

   "After this matter is done, I will arrange more important work for you."

   Being reused by the master, Luca was overjoyed, but he bowed his head humbly and made a solemn promise.

   "Yes, my lord! I promise to make them obedient for you, and if they do anything wrong, I am willing to punish them with them!"

  The serfs at Brown Farm are very good at training, they are the most obedient.

   Looking at the remaining survivors, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

   "The rest let them pack up, take fuel, food and other supplies and hit the road."

   "Now that the snow stops, I need them to camp at the river's edge on the northwest side. There's a brick kiln there, and I'll arrange for them to work there."

  When the time comes, choose two clever survivors to be the foreman, send a VM, be responsible for communicating with the players, and bring other survivors to work.

  VM has a positioning function and is passively turned on. Chu Guang is not worried that they will lose valuable equipment, and it is a bit difficult to break this thing.

   Luca nodded respectfully and said in command.

"Yes!"

   (end of this chapter)