This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 67 The Law of the Jungle! (44)

   "You mean... a new survivor's stronghold popped up out of nowhere in Linghu Wetland Park? Right under our noses?"

   The flames in the brazier flickered.

  The burly bear-like man sat on a human-skin chair, leaning his chin lazily against his slightly clenched right fist, looking down at the servant under the steps with a blank expression, and finished listening to the report.

   His name is "Bear", just like the knotted muscles on his body, every inch of his cell seems to be born for violence.

   Most raiders of the Blood Hand clan have no names, except for the chief of the clan, or the ten captains who are named by the chief.

  According to the tradition inherited from the last century, the leader of the Blood Hand clan often has only one name.

   For example, his previous name was "Snake", he was blinded by "Eagle" and thrown into the subway, letting the gnawing eaters share the food.

   Later, "Eagle" was torn by the "Bear" by the waist, crushed his neck, and hung it on a street lamp to light oil.

   Now the corpse is gone, only the ugly head is used by him as a brazier.

  The law of the jungle is followed here, and the strong is the king.

   And he is undoubtedly the strongest.

   is also the most vicious one!

  The man under the steps did not dare to raise his head, and the urn whispered.

   "It took a while for the beastmen to prepare the tribute to you, and it was already dusk when we set off again. There are alien species foraging in the city. We were afraid of hurting the tribute that the beastmen presented to you, so we took the route of Linghu Lake."

   "I thought that the place was inaccessible, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered, I found traces of people there. My partner and I searched all the way, and finally found a hidden settlement in a forest."

"how many people?"

   The man's forehead was against the floor tile.

   "No more than thirty people!"

   Hearing this number, a trace of contempt appeared in the bear's eyes, and his face was not very interested.

   Thirty people.

  Excluding the old and weak female dependents, it is not bad to have half of this number as an adult man who can become a fighting force.

   Survivor strongholds like this are usually not oily.

   In other words, he was not even qualified to be a livestock.

  Wait for a good day to send some young people over, both young and old, slaughtered, men and women all captured and made slaves. In winter, the road is blocked by heavy snow, so it is time to close the house to have some fun.

  If you eat less meat, you can also kill some cooked food.

   "What about the tribute?"

   "Delivered to your room!"

  Xiong finally showed a smile on his impatient face.

   That smile made people shudder, and even the flames in the basin were a little dazed.

   "Very well, you leave."

   The man asked quickly.

   "The stronghold by the lake..."

  The bear waved his hand impatiently.

   "Wait until I wake up tomorrow."

"Yes……"

   The man who kowtowed complied with his promise, smiled bitterly in his heart, but did not dare to complain.

   Waiting for you to wake up...

   I'm afraid it will be this time tomorrow.

  …

   Early morning.

   On the street not far from Bethe Street, Liszt, who ordered the caravan to stop and wait, glanced at the machine watch in his left hand.

   This is a gadget he bought recently.

   Through the transparent case, you can see a number of gold and silver hands, as well as the gears that rotate at a constant speed under the hands.

   is not just time, this watch also integrates a series of functions such as compass, speedometer, Geiger counter... Although most people who can afford this "luxury" do not use them.

  Liszt couldn't help but wonder.

   Maybe it won't be long before you can get your ticket to the upper class of Boulder City?

   He has long been tired of the business of trading, especially since the activities of predators, mutants, and xenomorphs have become more frequent over the years, he has to spend more money on bodyguards and insurance.

   Plus dealing with these country folks.

   Maybe you should learn from the big men in the inner city, leave the business to the inferior, and use the free time to improve your taste.

   How to say something...

right!

  The leap of class!

   "Did no one teach these natives the concept of punctuality?"

  The appointed time has passed two minutes.

   But the man didn't show up with what he needed.

  Liszt couldn't help thinking in his heart, maybe he's already dead, after all, mutant leech is not something to deal with.

   At this time, a figure appeared on the corner of the street.

   "Chu Guang asked me to come. He said he had an agreement with you to sell you some blue mushrooms."

  Yu Hu came out from the corner of the street, and showed his hands, indicating that he had no weapons and no hostility.

   Chu Guang had instructed him before that if he saw "Mr. Li's caravan" appearing on Bette Street, he would tell him what he said and take him to Linghu Wetland Park.

  If the other party refuses, then forget it.

  Liszt's eyes narrowed.

   "What about others?"

   "He can't come here," Yu Hu shook his head. "He has left Bett Street and now lives with his companions."

  Lister took about three seconds to weigh the risks and rewards.

   Twenty kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms are already worth the risk.

   "Lead the way."

  Yu Hu nodded cautiously.

   "Please come with me."

  …

  The average temperature outside the shelter has dropped to thirteen degrees today, which is still a bit uncomfortable for the humid south.

  The swish cold wind has already made people get goosebumps.

  The jacket of the shelter uses a special adaptive thermal conductivity material, which feels similar to rubber to the touch, but is as light and soft as chemical fiber. In the range of 5 to 35 degrees, the performance of the material itself can be used to achieve heat insulation at low temperature and heat conduction at high temperature.

   So this is what happened, some people can jump around even in the cold wind, and some lizards are frozen with poor internet.

   "Sure enough, this game is still not very real," Ye Shi sighed softly, looking up at the sky and said, "I am from the south, the temperature is windy, and I don't feel like this at all."

   "Why don't you take off your clothes and try it!" Junk Jun was shivering from the cold, and now he was wrapped in a thick deerskin coat, jumping constantly to warm himself up.

   Ye Shi glanced at him like he was looking at an idiot.

   "Why should I do this?"

   Junkman: "%&@!"

  Although the weather is getting colder, today is still a big day for the Niu Ma team.

  Before going offline yesterday, their total deposit had reached 200 silver coins, which was enough money to buy land.

   As for why it is not online during the day?

   On the one hand, Gu Feng and Lao Bai have to go to work during the day, and only have time to play games at night. Another is because according to Fang Chang's analysis, when the server is online during the day, it is night time, and it is impossible to go out hunting. It is better to stay offline and save the character's "energy" for the daytime in the server.

   During the day, it is the home ground for hunter players!

   "Dear Manager, we want to buy a piece of land."

   Came to the manager, Fang Chang said respectfully, offering the silver coins that he and his teammates spent days earning with both hands.

   "This is 200 silver coins, and my teammates and I add up to a total of 20 square meters."

  The surrounding players cast envious glances at Fang Chang.

  200 silver coins!

   Enough to buy two guns!

   reached out and took the purse in Fang Chang's hand, Chu Guang nodded, then took out a small notebook and handed it to Fang Chang, speaking in a business-like tone.

   "Plots purchased by individuals must be adjacent to each other, the length and width must not differ by 3 times, and the shape must be square. The land plots purchased in groups can be combined for calculation. In addition, attention should be paid to the renovation and construction, not to harm the facilities in the base, and not to affect other residents."

  Normal people won't circle a strange shape, but players can't think with normal people's thinking after all, and setting the rules in more detail will save time for themselves.

  He will teach Xiaoqi this sentence in a while.

   After all, it’s troublesome for me to say it every time.

   "Any location is okay?" If possible, Fang Chang wanted to buy it directly at the front door and connect it to the only exit at the resurrection point.

  Chu Guang said.

   "Only within the planning scope."

  The main road leading from the sanatorium to the four gates is road land, and the open space at the main entrance of the sanatorium is also marked as a square... These are all written in a small notebook.

   Fang Chang took the book and looked at it. Although he had expected it, he still had some regrets in his heart.

   Sure enough, the degree of freedom is a relative concept, especially in online games, the game team can't let players take advantage of it, after all, not only one person is playing on a server.

   Even if someone takes advantage of the loophole, it can be fixed as a bug.

Hey.

   I really want to play the stand-alone version of Wasteland OL.

   must be so cool!

   After some selection, the Niu Ma team finally chose a 30-square-meter piece of land closest to the main entrance of the sanatorium.

   As for why it is 30 square meters, because just now Jun Jun and Brother Mosquito joined in.

   Actually, Jun Jun couldn't get 50 silver coins originally, but Brother Mosquito lent him 40 silver coins, which was just enough if he counted the only 10 silver coins he had.

   Junk Jun said with a moved face.

   "Dude! Thanks a lot!"

   "You're welcome, interest is 2 silver coins a month."

   "Hey! There's still interest?!"

   "Otherwise?" Brother Mosquito gave him a sideways look and said with a laugh, "Five cents of interest will only be charged for a month, which is enough. Just take it as a mortgage,"

   Junkman: "MMP!"

   Brother Mosquito: "What did you say?"

   Junkman: "I said you were the MVP!"

  Is this guy really selling furniture?

   He knows how to make gunpowder, how to make bows and crossbows, and how to lend usury...

  Chu Guang listened with a strange expression next to him. He always felt that this person was punished, but he couldn't say anything.

   Whatever he does in "reality".

   Anyway, he is just an NPC with no emotions.

   "Master Manager!"

   "Are you also here to buy land?" Chu Guang asked, looking at the player in front of him.

"Uh, I want to buy it, but I haven't saved enough money and contribution," the player scratched his head embarrassedly, then remembered his purpose, and said quickly, "There are a lot of people from the south of the sanatorium, there are ten look around!"

  Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"so many people?"

   And it came from the south.

  Is it…

   "There are more than 20 cows! There are many things on the cows' backs!"

   Before the player could finish his words, Chu Guang immediately picked up 5 copper coins from the purse and threw them in his hand.

   "Go to the warehouse to pick up 20 kilograms of blue mushrooms and take them to the south gate to wait for me."

   Happy to accept the reward, then the player respectfully accepts the task.

   "Follow your orders! Mr. Manager!"

   (end of this chapter)