This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 121 The feeling of getting rich overnight

Just when the hot topic of discussion on the official website forum changed from "Alpha 0.61 version" to "How many silver coins did the Niu Ma squad earn?", a sneaky figure crossed the snow-covered street at dusk. , arrived near the abandoned tire factory.

   Looking at the village gate not far away, Wang Biao with an envelope in his arms swallowed, and an ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart.

   "...Why is this door open?"

   Don't say the door is open.

   That black appearance was as if it had been burned by fire.

   There were no guards on the fence.

   The most incredible thing for Wang Biao is that he has come here, but he has not encountered a single patrolman.

   swallowed again.

  Wang Biao patted off the snow on his collar, his hands trembling, he pulled a letter from his arms and held it high above his head. As if surrendering, he stepped out from the shadow of the wall and walked towards the Zhaimen.

   "I, I'm from Bette Street! Deliver letters for our mayor!"

  To be honest, Wang Biao was very reluctant to take this job.

   After all, here are some guys who eat people and don't spit out bones.

  If Old Charlie had not repeatedly emphasized that the looters would not embarrass him after seeing this letter, and promised him a reward of 5 chips, he would never have taken on this dangerous job.

   This is literally life for money!

   Every time he took a step forward, Wang Biao felt his heartbeat stop for half a beat.

   Finally got to the door, and just as he was about to put his head close and stretched into the half-closed door to take a look, two tentacles suddenly came out from the crack of the door, almost hitting his nose.

   "Fuck!"

   Mutant Cockroaches!

   Looking at the cockroach, about the size of a wolf dog, sticking its head out from the crack of the door, Wang Biao, who was already nervous, was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

  The letter was thrown aside, he almost reflexively pulled out the stick tied to his waist, and smashed the stick at it.

  The mutant cockroaches on the wasteland are not terrible. As long as they don't enter the cockroach nest and are surrounded by a large group, even the weakest survivors can easily kill a few.

   Two stick headshots!

   Juice splashes!

   Looking at the cockroach that fell to the ground and turned its belly over, Wang Biao crouched down nervously and picked up the letter that fell to the ground in a panic, for fear of getting wet by the snow.

   Then, he shouted at the door.

   "Yes, anyone?"

no respond.

   Adam's apple moved, and Wang Biao carefully endured the apprehension and fear in his heart, and carefully passed through the charred gate.

   Sure enough, the stockade was empty.

   The looters who were supposed to be stationed here seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

   Only the remains of the severed limbs stuck on the wooden stakes and the bloodstains smeared on the walls, indicating that they once existed.

   "Damn..."

   These predators wouldn't be eaten by cockroaches, right? !

   Wang Biao was partly surprised, but more joyful.

   None of the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City were not the predators who hated and feared the Bloody Hand Clan.

   dare not stay here for one more second.

   After confirming that there was no one inside, Wang Biao ran away.

   ran all the way with the wind and snow on his back, he finally rushed back to Bate Street several kilometers away before it was completely dark, and stood in front of Old Charlie with his hands on his knees out of breath.

  Looking at the letter that Wang Biao kept in his fist, Old Charlie frowned.

   Before he could ask, Wang Biao, who was out of breath, took a deep breath and said excitedly.

   "Blood Hands! Those looters at the tire factory! Gone!"

"What did you say?!"

  Charlie was startled, he glanced left and right subconsciously, and when he saw that there was no one around, he immediately pulled the stupefied big man into the room.

   After closing the door curtain, Charlie stared at him and asked, "You make it clear, what do you mean by gone?"

"The stockade! The whole stockade is empty! Not a single one!" Wang Biao gasped with surprise and joy on his face, "I went in and took a look, there was no one at all... Those looters, like It's gone!"

   After listening to Wang Biao's narration, the expression on Charlie's face was somewhat intriguing.

  People will not lose themselves.

  The Blood Hand clan has no reason to suddenly move.

   But this way, it makes sense.

  Charlie pondered for a moment.

   Counted out 5 dirty chips from the drawer, he twisted it in his hand, and suddenly seemed to have made some kind of decision, and placed the chips lightly on the table.

   "Put the letter from the mayor here, and treat it as if you have delivered it. These chips are the rewards that the lord promised you, so keep them."

   "Thank you old housekeeper!"

   Putting down the letter in his hand, Wang Biao didn't think much about it, and grabbed the chips on the table in his hand with a look of joy.

  5 chips!

   Can change a lot of good things!

  Charlie glanced at him, silently folded the letter on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, and said in an unhurried tone.

   "Don't talk about the **** hand clan, you know what I mean."

   Hearing this sentence, Wang Biao was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously.

   "...That, old housekeeper, I'm rather stupid, can you explain it a bit more clearly?"

   He didn't understand why the old butler's expression was so serious.

   The predator is gone...

Isn't    a big happy event?

   He couldn't wait to take the good news home and share it with his family.

   But then again, why did Lord Mayor write to the looters?

   He hadn't thought about this issue before, and now he's just starting to wonder what was written in that letter.

   Looking at this stupid big man, Charlie sighed and explained patiently.

   "I told you to keep your mouth shut."

   "You have already received the payment for delivering the letter. If you let Lord Mayor know that the people of the Bloody Hand clan have left, and the letter has not been delivered, you know what the consequences will be."

Does    need to be emphasized?

   He also took it.

   This time I finally understood, Wang Biao's heart trembled when he came back to his senses, and nodded in agreement.

   "Yes! You are talking about the Bloody Hand clan, I promise not to say a word! But, but... what if the mayor finds out for himself?"

   When he first got the chips, he was still very excited. Now that he thinks about it, the chips are a bit hot.

   As the old butler said.

   He didn't deliver the letter at all.

  If the mayor knew that he had fooled him, he would definitely peel off his skin and drop it at the door to feed the mice.

   "Anything can happen in winter," old Charlie said casually, "you just do as I say and you'll be fine."

  Although he was filled with confusion, Wang Biao nodded stiffly.

   "Okay... I'll listen to you!"

   is not out of trust in the old housekeeper, but because he doesn't want to return the chips in his hand.

   It's just that, the happy event of the Bloody Hand clan is gone, so he can only temporarily carry it in his stomach.

   "Just remember it, you have nothing to do here, let's go." Old Charlie waved his hand, indicating that he can leave.

  Wang Biao walked to the door with the chips. Just as he was about to open the curtain and go out, he suddenly remembered something and stopped hesitantly.

   Old Charlie glanced at him.

   "What else do you do?"

  Wang Biao smiled and whispered.

   "That, about that kid in the Yu family..."

"roll."

   was scolded inexplicably. Although Wang Biao was confused, he didn't dare to talk back, and he didn't dare to let a fart slip away.

  Old Charlie scolded and sat on the chair, reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows.

   To tell the truth, he is old. Seeing how the world has become like this, he has nothing to pursue in his life, let alone what "prosperity and wealth" he pursued in the past. He just wants to live the rest of his life in peace and stability in this world after the collapse of utopia.

   But now this situation is beyond his control.

   took out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer. After thinking for a moment, Old Charlie picked up a pen and wrote on it.

   "I hope my judgment is correct."

   Although he has never been right a few times in his life...

  …

   It was late at night.

   As the last batch of supplies arrived at the warehouse of the outpost, Chu Guang finally finished counting the windfall that the Niu Ma team had discovered for him before ten o'clock in the evening.

   First of all, in terms of metal materials, the largest reserve in the shelter is the steel ingots marked with various models, which add up to a total of 2,200 kilograms.

  These steel ingots are coated with a gelatinous anti-oxidant coating that physically blocks the intrusion of oxygen and moisture, so they are still well preserved even after two centuries.

   In addition, there are 1000 kg of aluminum ingots, 1000 kg of lead ingots, 1000 kg of copper ingots, 500 kg of chromium, tungsten ingots, etc., as well as 5 kg of gold and 10 kg of silver.

   These amounts are almost double the metal consumables bought from the merchants in Honghe Town!

   Not only metal consumables, but some non-metallic materials even surprised Chu Guang.

  This includes 200kg of glass fiber, 200kg of graphite, 200kg of oxidation-resistant synthetic rubber, 20 bottles of one-liter hydraulic oil, 30 bottles of 300ml lubricant, 50 bottles of adhesive with special ingredients, and a small amount of other consumables.

   Of course, what surprised Chu Guang the most was the tool table.

   If the tool bench that Xia Yan DIYed by himself can barely be regarded as a black iron level, then this tool bench is at least a platinum level.

   Even barely able to reach diamonds!

   Not to mention, the knives and various components that have not been oxidized or deformed for two hundred years, as well as the brand-new guide rails and replaceable modules, are enough to prove how awesome this thing is.

   On the entire workbench, there is no trace of rust to be found.

   At least that's how it looks from the outside.

   "...The motor can't start, it's probably a problem with the circuit, maybe one of the parts inside is aging. But it's not a big problem, it should work if you repair it."

   Inside the weapon store.

   After studying around this brand new workbench for a long time, Xia Yan reached out and closed the electrical box on the side of the workbench, looked at Chu Guang who was standing beside him, and asked curiously.

   "Where did you get this kind of good stuff?"

  Chu Guang had a bright and sunny smile on his face.

   "It doesn't matter where I got it, what matters is that I have a group of hardworking and brave little players. With them, I can always get something good."

   This slightly ostentatious tone made Xia Yan couldn't help lowering his head and continued to think about the device in front of him.

   It wasn't because of how hard she was.

   is purely a small gesture of not wanting to roll his eyes and be seen by my dear boss.

"If this workbench can be repaired, the speed of making bullets is estimated to be much faster. Moreover, this workbench is quite functional. In addition to cutting tools, it even has punching modules and drill bits... By the way, what material is this drill bit made of? Why does it feel harder than diamond? Well, if there is such a thing, it is not a problem to process a few seamless steel pipes."

   Hearing the word seamless steel pipe, Chu Guang moved in his heart and immediately asked.

   "That means you can make guns?"

   He can't understand things that are too professional, but he heard players say that the main reason why No. 81 Steel Plant can't make guns is that it can't handle seamless steel pipes.

   If you can get this thing out, at least half of the problem will be solved.

   Hearing Chu Guang's question, Xia Yan answered as a matter of course.

"It's not as simple as you think, but if you have the tools, it's not too difficult. Let's just say that as long as the steel ingot is molded into a steel rod at high temperature, you can get the barrel blank, and then drill, rifling, and a The barrel is almost done."

   "The more difficult part is the drilling and rifling at the back. As for the first half... If there are ready-made materials available, it is not very difficult to make the barrel blank. I feel that your steel factory should be able to handle it."

  Chu Guang glanced at Xia Yan somewhat unexpectedly.

   It seems that this guy still has some skills.

   is just plain lazy.

   "I will find someone to find a solution for the barrel blank. What about the receiver parts? Can you make it?"

"That's easy. When I fix the workbench, I'll show you a hand. It's just two days... If it goes well," Xia Yan couldn't help yawning, looking at Chu Guang and suggesting, "Look at this black light... it can't be repaired. Can I go back first? I have to get up early tomorrow."

   "You go back first."

   "What about you? Are you not going back?"

  Chu Guang glanced at the time on the VM and replied casually.

   "I still have something to do, I should be able to finish it by about twelve o'clock in the morning."

   "Twelve o'clock? Okay, then I won't wait for you."

   extinguished the lantern on the table, Xia Yan closed the door of the weapon shop, and walked towards the sanatorium with the crutches between his elbows.

  Chu Guang did not stop here, but returned to the warehouse, watching old Luca and two warehouse managers, sorting the materials into the warehouse.

   This batch of supplies is enough for the outpost to digest for a while.

   Even if the professional players in his life can waste it again, let them waste the next spring, the problem should not be too big!

   The materials that should be counted have also been counted, and this windfall has also made Chu Guang completely happy, and then it is time to let his little players feel happy too.

   "The benefit of the copy...I think about it."

   In terms of value alone, this batch of resources is worth at least 2000 silver coins or more. However, from the perspective of game balance, anything higher than 1000 credits will affect the balance.

   It took only 4 days for the Niu Ma team to complete the entire dungeon from discovery to capture. If the total income is 1000 silver coins, it means that each of them has an average daily income of 62.5 silver coins per day.

  Emmm…

   Well, not too outrageous.

  Equipment attrition, ammo consumed and supplies... These all have a cost, and it seems that a passerby was formed in their team halfway through.

   So it's actually five people?

   After struggling between the two issues of actual value and balance for five minutes, Chu Guang finally came up with a reasonable number - 1500 silver coins!

   As for how to divide the money internally.

  Chu Guang is really too lazy to worry about it.

  Let them go.

  These silver coins were enough for them to be happy for a while.

   (end of this chapter)