This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 110 Resettlement of Refugees

  【Quest: Nomads from the Wilderness】

  [Briefing: A group of unidentified nomads came from the north, no matter what purpose they bring, we must be on guard. 】

  【Description: Players located within 30m of the manager will automatically trigger the task, and they can enter the recruitment state with "weapons" and follow the manager. 】

  【Reward: 1 silver coin. 】

  …

  North of Wetland Park.

   A group of ragged refugees stopped.

   The sturdy man walked to the front of the crowd, raised his head with neither humble nor arrogant eyes, and looked at Chu Guang who was standing in front of the north gate of the Wetland Park.

   "We don't mean to offend, we just want to go to the lake to get some water."

   From the footsteps and respectful eyes of others, it can be seen that this person should be their leader.

  Chu Guang glanced at the crowd behind him. There were about 60 or 70 people...or maybe 70 or 80 people, including some children, elderly people, pregnant women and even babies.

   is unlikely to be a predator.

   In terms of property, these people had two cows, a bull, two calves, and eight camels with luggage and supplies.

   In terms of weapons, there are only five guns that can be seen, and the rest are bows and arrows, short crossbows, shovels, axes, hoes and even wooden sticks.

   It only takes a charge to break through this group of rabble, and these supplies will undoubtedly be his spoils.

   The question is whether to continue to be an individual.

   Behind him are nearly 50 players armed with guns.

  Chu Guang did not order an attack, but watched the group of refugees who came from afar.

   "My territory is in front of you. You can continue south along the out-of-the-city viaduct, or leave here north."

   There was a commotion in the crowd.

   The man's face was sullen.

   "We need fresh water, and without it our livestock will die of thirst."

   "The city has everything you need, and the ground is full of snow. There are now claw crabs on the east and south shores of Linghu Lake. That's not a good place to get water."

   "The water in the city is frozen, and we don't have enough fuel to melt the snow. As for the claw crabs, they're no more terrifying than the monsters in the city."

   The old man next to the man stepped forward, lowered his eyebrows and pleaded, "I beg you to show mercy, we will not disturb you."

  If everyone told the truth, the world would not be what it is now.

  The expression on Chu Guang's face was indifferent, weighing the gains and losses in his heart.

   If this group of people is allowed to camp by the lake, it is difficult to say whether they can be driven away smoothly.

  Maybe their next step is to log trees to build camps, build up soil to resist the basement, and even take over their relatives from far away. In the end, more and more refugees are displaced, and those who are expelled become aborigines.

   This kind of thing is not uncommon in the wasteland, it can even be said to be quite common, and it often ends in a **** conflict.

   But from another angle...

   These people are all labor and can take jobs that players are unwilling to do, or too lazy to do.

   And they have a wealth of hunting experience and knowledge of surviving in the wasteland, which may allow his players to learn some interesting things.

   In general, the opportunities outweigh the risks.

  Chu Guang raised his chin and looked at the man in front of him.

   "I still say that, the land in front of you is our territory, and every tree and even every piece of soil here is ours."

   "But out of mercy, now I give you two options. Either accept our placement, obey our laws, and camp at the designated spot."

   "Either, get out of here."

  The man glanced at the group of soldiers with live ammunition behind Chu Guang, and said cautiously.

   "I need to discuss with my clan."

  Chu Guang nodded.

   "I'll give you ten minutes."

   In fact, it didn't take ten minutes at all.

   Several ragged refugees gathered together. After some discussion, the man finally stood in front of Chu Guang again and offered his shotgun in both hands.

   "We are willing to accept your placement."

  Chu Guang did not expect that he would actually hand in his weapon on his own initiative.

   But think about it.

   After all, he said it himself, the park ahead is his territory. It is reasonable to enter someone else's territory and ask for shelter.

   Hunting bows and crossbows are permitted to remain.

  Chu Guang placed this group of people 100 meters away from the east gate of the outpost, and carved out a piece of land the size of a basketball court, allowing them to cut down the wood in the area and settle down here.

   There was a trench, a fence, and a buffer distance of 100 meters between the two sides, so Chu Guang was not worried about what kind of storm they would cause.

   Not to mention, there is Xiaoqi squatting on the roof.

   If there is any movement, you will know immediately.

"What's your name."

   The man answered in a thick voice.

   "Iron axe, my lord."

   "Iron axe?"

   "Yes, my lord, that is what my people call me. When I was six years old, I used an axe and chopped the skulls of predators."

  Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.

   "Your name is very unique, but it is inconvenient for us to communicate, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings. In this way, from now on, your surname is 'Wu', and 'Tie Axe' is your first name, and the combination is Wu Tie Axe."

  Although it is still very confusing to read, it is not a big problem to use it.

   These nomads are not literate, and they are better than the survivors in the settlement. They can't expect two limericks to pop out of their mouths.

   If he gave him a name that was too literary, he might not understand what it meant.

   "Thank you for your name, I will be Wu Tie Axe in the future!"

   This burly man has no opinion on the name given to him by the adult in front of him, and is even a little flattered.

  In the tradition of their tribe, only the parents can give names to the younger generation.

   Now that he and his group are living under the shelter of others, they live by their noses. The surname given to him by this adult undoubtedly means a kind of acceptance and protection.

   At least in his understanding, this is a good thing!

   Seeing Wu Tie Axe nodding, Chu Guang continued.

"Our law is very simple. Fighting, stealing, killing, coercion, intimidation, all actions that affect others are prohibited. You are free to go to the lake to fetch water, but you must not interfere with those who fish there. Except your camp, in the woods Trees are not allowed to be cut down without my consent, if you need wood, go to the park to fetch it.”

   "In addition, useful parts and metals collected by scavenging, as well as hunted game or other useful things, can be exchanged for things in our warehouse."

   "But remember, only from 6:00 to 7:00 in the evening every day, you can send people to send the trading materials to our warehouse, and you are not allowed to cross our gate at the rest of the time."

   "For the rest of the specific terms, I will send my servant to you later. Speaking of which, do your clansmen know how to read?"

   Wu Tie Axe nodded quickly.

   "Several old people in the clan know a little bit, and so do I."

   "Very good," Chu Guang nodded, looking at the man with a stubborn back, "You can learn when you have time, it's good for both of you."

  …

   After arranging the homeless people who had wandered over from other places, Chu Guang dismissed the recruited players, giving each of them a silver coin and letting them do their own work.

  These refugees were also very honest and did not cause trouble for Chu Guang. After demarcating the boundary, they chopped down trees with axes and concentrated on setting up camp.

   Chu Guang did not impose strict requirements on the standards of their camp, but only emphasized the two aspects of hygiene and security.

   That is, do not defecate anywhere, providing a breeding ground for bacteria to multiply. All excrement needs to be centrally contained and transported to designated locations for dumping.

   For the survivors who lived in the brick kiln, Chu Guang also requested the same.

   In addition, the wall of the station must not be higher than two meters. If you want to build a house in the future, the building must not be higher than the east wall of the outpost.

   However, these rules are actually a bit redundant for these refugees.

   Forget about walls and toilets, they are very satisfied if they can sleep in a place where there is no air leakage, and don’t freeze the children.

  In this way, the two sides passed the night peacefully.

   In the early morning of the next day, the refugees got out of the makeshift shacks and continued to work.

  The men consciously brought their guys to the lake to fetch water, dug wells with shovels, cut down trees with axes, and continued to build shacks with the collected materials.

  Women and old people stayed at the station, tending to livestock, or mending clothes, repairing damaged tools, and setting up cauldrons for lunch.

  The players watched curiously for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back their curiosity and took the initiative to communicate with these indigenous people.

   The natives were a little scared at first, but gradually they found out that these people were not malicious, and gradually they became less worried.

   Although the two sides do not understand the language, they can still understand each other's meaning after a few gestures with their hands.

   For example, gestures that even monkeys can understand - I want to replace "that" with "this" for you.

   Speaking of which, there is a small episode.

  Combining the posts and comments on the official website, Chu Guang discovered a very interesting phenomenon in the process of secret observation.

   These players are actually very smart.

  After discovering that "Wasteland OL" did create a language, they mastered the two most basic nouns "you" and "me" very early.

   Followed by high-frequency words such as "hyena", "air-dried meat", "wood", "prey", and "fish" that often appear in tasks, it is not difficult to learn.

   When some old players hear NPCs talking, they can guess what the NPCs want to say.

As for difficult verbs, adjectives that appear less frequently, mood particles in special contexts, more advanced and obscure grammar, etc., they are rarely used in daily communication. Translation, the sophisticated parties among the players did not reach a unified consensus.

  It is actually a very long process to completely master a foreign language. This is not something that a "big guy" can do by writing a few papers out of nothing.

   Especially systematic mastery, usually requires two civilizations to reach a consensus on some objective things, behaviors, and even more profound philosophical concepts in the long-term contact and communication.

  The more developed a civilization is on the material and spiritual levels, the wider the vocabulary and the more flexible and diverse the grammar.

  Their language even contains many nouns, verbs, and adjectives that are not understood by low-level civilizations, and it is naturally more difficult to decipher.

   However, if it’s just daily communication, it’s not as difficult as you think.

Maybe in a few years or ten years, maybe there will be players who can talk to the natives without the help of translation tools... If someone is so boring, they don't take the test for the fourth and sixth grades, and they come to learn the games in the game. The words of birds.

  Chu Guang has not yet decided whether to help them or not, so he decided to take advantage of the beta testing stage to observe it before making a decision.

   After learning about the intentions of these players to trade, these refugees also took out their good things.

   They have dried meat, which includes hyena meat from hunting, beef and camel meat from slaughtering livestock.

   In addition, they also have furs of various animals, as well as some leather goods such as slings and scabbards that they make themselves.

   However, the most surprising thing for players is that these indigenous people actually have such good things as milk and camel milk!

   Unlocking two recipes at the same time is so cool!

   "Brothers! You can trade fur with these people! And milk and camel milk!"

   "Three kilograms of croissants can be exchanged for one kilogram of dried hyena meat!"

   "Three kilograms of lamb croissants only cost 3 silver coins... What the heck?! That is to say, 3 silver coins can be exchanged for one kilogram of dried hyena meat! Buy it in the NPC warehouse, 3 silver coins can buy 600g?!"

   "Change your **** hyena meat! Haven't eaten enough yet? Hey, I haven't eaten camel meat in real life. When I go to the warehouse to change something, I'll try two whole pieces!"

   "How much is this jug of camel milk... It smells so fishy, ​​can you drink it?"

   "Alpha0.5 version is awesome! Planning dad is invincible!!!"

   "These natives also sell leather and iron products! But...the quality doesn't feel good."

   The natives looked at these blue coats with a bewildered expression.

   Although I didn’t understand what they were saying, I felt like they were excited.

  In this case, it will be a little more expensive...

   should be fine, right?

  …

  The players quickly brought the news to the official website.

   After waiting for a while, Brother Fang, who never disappoints, summed up a strategy.

   It is the most cost-effective to use coarse salt for air-dried meat. 100 grams of coarse salt can be exchanged for air-dried meat made of one kilogram of hyena meat.

  The former only costs 2 silver coins in the NPC warehouse, while the latter costs 5 silver coins in the NPC warehouse!

   However, this method can only brush materials, and it is not realistic to use it to brush money.

   First of all, the sales prices of NPC warehouses are different, and the difference between the sales prices of the same material can even reach 1:10.

The air-dried meat in exchange for    can either be eaten by himself or sold to other players at a low price. It is impossible to dump a large number of warehouses and realize it.

It is actually impossible to sell    to other players. Once the news spreads, there will be no information difference, and it is naturally impossible to use the information difference to make money.

  Who will be the one who takes the blame?

   Another unrealistic reason is that the prices in the game are subject to changes in supply and demand.

   Not long after Brother Fang's post was posted, the "bug" of the brushing material was repaired by an invisible big hand.

   Later, another player took 100 grams of coarse salt and wanted to find those natives who came from afar to exchange meat, but the other party refused.

   They are no longer short of salt, and eating enough is the first need. As for camel milk and milk, they still need to keep some to feed the babies in the village, at least not for now.

  The only things that can be traded are furs, leather goods, and some gadgets that don’t have any attribute bonuses, but are simply beautiful.

   The players don't have much silver coins in their pockets, and they are not enough to be squandered at will. Besides, the leather goods and clothes made by these indigenous people are not as beautiful as those made by rattan huts.

   "Skin" without attributes is naturally more important for appearance!

   The trading boom that has just heated up has come to an end for the time being.

   (end of this chapter)