This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 174 The work of the refugees

   Bull and Horse Club.

  Quitting: "Have you seen the updated content on the official website! The background stories of the three major forces are all made up!"

   Fang Chang: "I saw it earlier, and the group has been discussing it for a round."

  ④Who understands: "Guang said, I just created a folder, you will look stupid when you are so excited."

  Tomato Scrambled Eggs: "Speaking of the fact that there are three big map forces before the internal test, and the map of the regional power "Boulder City" has not been opened, it is reasonable to suspect that there will be seven heavenly kings after the public test."

  ④Who understands: "Aguang said that this is not a snow-covered city, I hope you don't know how to praise, I'll delete the newly created folder in a hurry. (Squint eyes

  Ye Shi: "Then there are actually eight of the seven heavenly kings? (funny

  WC really has mosquitoes: "It's small, the layout is small, wait for the 8.0 version manager to burn down the shelter, so I can't wash it back with two expansions?"

   Gust: "It is forbidden to play old memes."

  Old Bai: "By the way, this time, an NPC from an academy faction was suddenly added to the shelter. Are you planning to open the implantation function?"

  Fang Chang: "It's hard to say, I just checked it online. The newly added NPC does not have the function of selling implants. No matter what you say to him, it can only trigger a dialogue asking if you want surgery."

  Ye Shi: "+1, I also tried it just now. If it annoys him, I will ask you if you want to take a look at your brain. Sure enough, the little fish is the cutest. (funny

  WC really has mosquitoes: "Why is it Xiaoyu, don't you think the boss lady's stammering curses are cute too?"

   Gale: "I didn't expect that a small game group could gather two kinds of perverts at the same time."

Fang Chang: "In short, although the NPCs who can perform surgical operations have been updated, Gu Feng still has to pay attention. The operation fee for reinstalling the implanted prosthesis is 50 silver coins. And this is still in the case of no damage, the maintenance of the mechanical prosthesis Additional charges are required.”

  Ye Shi: "You said, will Brother Guang arrange a plot kill to test whether there is a bug in the reinstallation function of implanted prostheses. (Funny

  Old Bai: "Huh? Your angle is quite novel... Well, that's right, why would Gu Feng suddenly lose an arm for nothing?"

   Gale: "Fuck, don't do this! (Frightened

   Fang Chang: "Cough, okay, okay, don't scare Brother Feng from going out."

   Quit smoking: "Hahahaha!"

  …

   Shelter B2 floor.

  Yin Fang sat in the cafeteria to eat.

  Today's food is fried rice with shredded corn and pork. It tastes very delicious. It is probably the most delicious food he has eaten in the past six months.

   The only fly in the ointment is that there are people around him.

   These people looked at him curiously like they were watching the monkeys in the eco-garden, as if it would do them any good.

   Thinking of the manager's explanation, don't pay attention to them, and it will be fine in two days. Yin Fang didn't take it to heart. He only thought that these natives who had never seen the world heard about the academy for the first time.

   After finishing the meal quickly, he sent the plate to the catering truck, where there is an automatic cleaning device, which will dispose of food residues and oil stains, and use ultraviolet rays to sterilize and sterilize.

  Yin Fang thought that he had nothing to do, so he turned a corner and went to the shower in the public area.

   The shower room here has gender zones and is paid for. Chu Guang gave him 10 silver coins per day, which is enough for him to live normally in the shelter.

   However, something that made him intolerable soon happened. These stalkers not only wanted to watch him eat, but also wanted to watch him take a bath!

  Look at a ghost!

   Don't you have it yourself?

   "Enough, let me see you follow again, I will remember every face, and I promise to put this face on my **** next time I cut a knife! I swear I can do it!"

   This is the sentence Chu Guang taught him.

   said it was for self-defense.

  If someone keeps stalking and harassing him, just say this word and they will disperse immediately. But try not to use it too often, it is best to use it only once a day, otherwise it will not work if you use it too much.

  Yin Fang estimated that this sentence is probably some kind of ugly curse, but the syllable is really long enough, if it is not for his memory, he may not be able to remember it.

   However, what Yin Fang did not know was that after those players left, they went to the forum to arrange him.

   "This new NPC is a bit of a hit! He can put his head on his butt!"

   "I rely on, how much hatred?"

   "According to my statistics, this conversation will be triggered after 31 minutes and 71 seconds of tracking."

   "What kind of experience is it like to have a long head on your butt?"

   "emmm...want to try?"

   Refuge B1 floor.

   Now the number of players has reached 500, and the hall is always in and out. In order to prevent players from secretly playing with their computers, Chu Guang moved everything to the empty room next door.

After    asked the woodworker to order a set of solid wooden furniture with a simple style, he transformed it into his "manager's office".

  After all, NPCs also need a little privacy.

   Always let the players watch, Chu Guang felt strange and uncomfortable.

"I'm so fed up! Don't those residents of yours have anything else to do? No matter what I do, they're all behind me, and they're looking at me and pointing, no manners at all!" Walked into the management In the interviewer's office, Yin Fang complained to Chu Guang with a broken face.

   "Don't get excited, this is their way of expressing their enthusiasm, it'll be over in two days... Do you want a glass of milk?" Chu Guang's index finger lightly touched the electric kettle at the corner of the table, which contained hot milk.

   "Thank you, please bring me a cup... By the way, do you have capsule coffee here? Or freeze-dried coffee, I'm not very picky."

   "No," Chu Guang picked up a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of milk, and handed it to him, "The conditions here are a bit difficult. We are in the early stage of our business, so please understand."

   took a cup of hot milk from Chu Guang's hand, Yin Fang held the cup in his hand, and after taking a sip, he felt a little more comfortable.

   Actually, life here is still pretty good, at least much better than the days he spent on the escape.

   Once he accepted this setting, he found that moving in was not as bad as he thought.

   Here are almost all advantages, that is, there are too few people who can talk.

   "It's unbelievable to say that your shelter number is three digits, so there's no shortage of funds."

   "Does this have anything to do with numbering?" Chu Guang asked casually.

  Yin Fang nodded and said.

"Of course there is a point, generally speaking, a single-digit number of shelters will usually cost more than a two-digit number, and a two-digit number is more expensive than a three-digit number. As for the four-digit number and the five-digit number. The number of shelters, and the private shelters that have not been numbered, are usually very poor, and some of them have not even achieved full circulation, but only half of them."

   As a D-rank prospector, he knows this too well.

Those valuable things are usually unearthed in the shelters with three-digit and two-digit numbers, and those four-digit or five-digit shelters can usually be scavenged for the remaining resources. Already very good. Most of the supplies were consumed by the survivors who lived there decades ago.

   Chu Guang, who was staring at the computer screen, raised his head.

   "Listening to you, I'm starting to wonder what happened at the end of the Prosperity Era."

The    numbers are all in five digits, not counting those who didn’t get the numbers.

   How many shelters did the People's Alliance build in the last few years?

  Chu Guang sighed in his heart, skillfully operated the mouse, and threw a few nuclear bombs that had been built for several rounds at the house of the neighbor Gan old man.

   There are no good games to play recently, so he can only download "Barbarian 6" and study it.

  Of course, mainly for the purpose of taking materials.

   Hearing Chu Guang's words, Yin Fang's face showed a helpless expression.

   "This is also something we have been investigating. The war seemed to happen suddenly and without warning."

  Chu Guang: "Isn't there anyone who survived from that era?"

Yin Fang: "Yes, and there are quite a few. In the academy, there are even old popsicles that have been frozen and dormant from that era to the present, but they can't tell exactly what happened, they just keep asking when we can go home... We It is speculated that some information should be controlled, or the People's Federation itself did not expect the war to really break out, otherwise the number of refuges may be even higher."

  Chu Guang gave him a strange look: "This sounds contradictory. Even if the information is controlled, no one will be puzzled by these nearly 10,000 shelters?"

  Yin Fang made a helpless expression.

"You have to understand it in the context of the times. After entering the era of prosperity, there has been no war on this planet for a long time. The crises we envisage include the sunspot activity exceeding expectations, the impact of lunar development on tidal effects, and the excessive expansion of urban areas. The ecological crisis, or even the third type of contact with extraterrestrial civilization... But I just never thought that one day in the future, we will do stupid things that we haven't done for a long time again."

   After a pause, he continued.

"Plus, there's a limit to the amount of information the human brain can process every day. When you're in an age of information explosion, and there are millions or even hundreds of millions of things that are more worthy of attention, it feels like... …”

   "In a cocoon?"

"That's right, that's how it feels. It seems you understand it quite well." Yin Fang glanced at Chu Guang unexpectedly, "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask...Which category does your refuge belong to? Frozen hibernation? Or the community? type."

  Chu Guang's eyes were a little erratic, and he answered ambiguously.

   "I don't think it's likely. It's better that you don't delve into this issue too deeply."

   Seeing that Chu Guang did not intend to discuss this issue with himself, Yin Fang shrugged helplessly.

   "Okay... Then keep busy, I'll go back to my room to rest."

   focused his attention on the material, Chu Guang casually said a word.

   "Go and close the door for me."

   elongated the tone, Yin Fang imitated the tone of others here.

   "As ordered—"

   "Dear Manager."

  …

   The next morning.

   Long-term farm.

  Old Luca came to the refugee camp early in the morning, found the person in charge here, Jiuli, looked at him and said.

   "We need 30 young and middle-aged workers who can work. We will pay them 2 silver coins a day and three meals a day."

  Although the refugee camps also have food, that kind of porridge will not let them eat well.

   Yesterday, the people at the farm hired a butcher from them. It is said that he not only lived in a heated room, but also fed meat.

   This kind of fairy life, even if there is no salary, they are willing to do it, not to mention two silver coins.

   Jiuli didn't think much, and immediately nodded in agreement.

   However, out of responsibility for those who trusted him, he asked one more question.

   "No problem, what is the specific job? Do you have any specific requirements?"

   Old Luca said.

"There are no requirements, just the strength, as long as you can do the heavy work. Our adults plan to build a cement factory in the south to produce cement for building houses and roads. In addition, we also need some people to clean up from Changchang Farm to Obstacles along the wetland park, and transport the recyclable items to the designated location for processing. I will arrange the specific work for them, and you don’t need to worry about this.”

   Hearing that it was not a dangerous job, Jiuli said with a sigh of relief.

   "Give me ten minutes and I'll find the person you want."

  Old Luca nodded and said.

   "Well, when everyone is ready, you can take them to the east gate to gather, I will wait for you there."

   After receiving the task, Jiuli did not delay, and quickly found his younger brother Jiu Xun, and asked him to select 30 young and middle-aged men who could do heavy work from the camp, and took them to the east gate to gather.

   When Jiu Xun brought people to the east gate, there were already twenty people gathered there.

   Seeing those people, many refugees including Jiu Xun, there was a trace of anger and fear on their faces.

   "A man of the Legion."

"real or fake……"

   "You can't go wrong, look at their noses... Those people in the Legion, there is a bulge in the middle of the bridge of the nose, these people are at least ten commanders."

   "These guys!"

   As for the prisoners of war in those legions, they felt inexplicable about the hostility and fear of the refugees, and their faces were all confused expressions.

   They can be sure that they are seeing these people for the first time.

  Why does it feel like killing your father?

   Noticing the commotion of the refugee group, Wrench walked up to the crowd and raised his voice.

"On our turf, as long as he works, he can be respected, no matter whether he is a free man or a prisoner of war. No matter what hatred you have before, here we have to obey our rules and violate our laws, no matter whether he is We will never tolerate anyone."

  The refugees were silent.

   They have already seen that these twenty or so ten commanders of the legion are all prisoners of the administrator.

   was able to capture more than 20 legion ten commanders... At least two hundred troops, or even a thousand troops, would have to be wiped out.

   And this annihilation must be an overwhelming victory, completely dismantling the opponent's will to fight, making the opponent throw away their weapons and give up resistance.

  If it is a close battle, the Legion's people are not so easy to surrender.

   The power of the survivors here is probably stronger than they thought!

   Jiu Xun, who was standing in front of the labor team, was just glad in his heart at this moment. Fortunately, there was no conflict between the two sides that night.

   Even the Legion lost to these people.

   He can't even imagine that he has a slight chance of winning, or a reason why he might win...

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   (The next chapter will be done before eleven o'clock!)

   (end of this chapter)