This Game is Too Real

Chapter 8: This game can even eat!

Chapter 8 This game can still eat!

【Instruction Manual for Active Substance Extractor:】

【1. Active substances are the main raw materials for synthesizing clones, including but not limited to minerals, 20 common amino acids and 2 rare amino acids that constitute the human body. 】

【2. The active substance extractor uses animal carcasses as raw materials. Among them, the primates of the Chordate phylum Mammalia are the best, with an extraction efficiency of up to 90%, followed by the non-primates, and the invertebrate phylum is the lowest, less than 10%. 】

【3. The extraction efficiency is also related to the degree of spoilage. 】

As the task of recruiting players is completed, the rewards and instructions will be credited to the account.

Inside Vault 404.

Chu Guang looked at the instruction manual projected by the system on his retina, and looked at the iron lump next to the conveyor belt that looked like a coffin.

According to the introduction in the manual, this thing is a device used to produce "raw materials for synthesizing clones" - that is, "active substances".

In simple terms, the function is similar to corpse recovery?

But looking at the description in this manual, it seems that the corpses of the alien species are also within the scope of recovery.

Having a general understanding of the usage of this thing, Chu Guang used the trolley he picked up from outside, dragged it to the elevator, and returned to the surface with the elevator.

He didn't want to put the corpse in the shelter.

As for electricity.

There is always a way.

The elevator rose slowly and stopped to open the door.

Just as he was dragging the trolley out of the elevator, Xiao Qi's voice came from upstairs at almost the same time.

"Owner!"

"What's wrong?"

"There seems to be a situation on your player's side... A large black bird is attacking them! On the north side of the nursing home!"

Big black bird?

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, his expression changed immediately, he immediately dropped the scooter in his hand, and rushed out of the sanatorium.

…

"What the hell? Ye Ge's bullshit."

"There was something in that forward roll and dodge just now!"

"Fuck off, I'm so scared! Don't stand stupidly, hurry up, come and help me!"

The woods north of the sanatorium.

A black bird stood on a ten-meter-high tree branch, and its sharp eyes locked on the players on the ground.

The legs of the bird are slightly bent, and the large wings of the kite are folded back, ready to launch at any time.

After hearing the movement on Ye Shi's side, the other three players immediately put down their work and rushed over here with axes.

Maybe seeing the crowd on the ground, the black bird did not immediately launch the second round of diving, but stopped in a place where everyone could not reach and waited for an opportunity.

Gu Feng leaned down, picked up a black feather on the ground, and stared at it twice.

"A bit like a crow."

"How big is the crow?!" Glancing at the scratches on the wood next to him, Ye Shiyi said with lingering fears as he stepped back.

"This thing should be a xenogeneic... mutants produced by gamma rays or other things, I have read the settings on the official website." Fang Chang stared at him cautiously, not daring to relax for a moment.

Ye Ten: "Is there a setting on the official website?! Isn't it just an appointment page?"

Gufeng: "That was a few days ago... The official website updated with new features yesterday, haven't you seen it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what should we do now? Are you just doing this?" Ye Shi took another step back nervously.

Now the closest to the bird has become a gust of wind.

Four people and one bird are in a stalemate.

At this moment, a smashing sound of "Whoosh" swept across the heads of the four of them and smashed straight towards the big bird.

"Yah!"

Although the stone didn't hit, it startled the big bird, fluttered, and jumped onto another tree branch.

When it flapped its wings and finally stabilized its figure on the branch, it saw the man on the ground pick up another stone and threw it towards him.

Big Bird was completely angry.

It was the first time I saw a guy who dared to be so arrogant to himself in this territory that belonged to him.

's bent legs suddenly exerted force, and it jumped up from the tree branch like a cannonball with a chamber, and stabbed at Chu Guang.

Sharp claws stretched forward like open hook locks.

However, a beast is a beast after all, even if it grows a head, it will not be able to read the sneer at the corner of its mouth.

Throwing away the stone in his hand, Chu Guang skillfully grabbed the steel pipe stuck on the ground and stabbed the sharp end out.

In the flash of lightning, it was too late to dodge.

Although the big bird fluttered his wings in shock when he saw Chu Guang pick up the guy he hadn't seen before, but under the influence of inertia, it was basically impossible to make it in time.

The water pipe was like a javelin, stabbed hard into its chest.

"Yah—!"

A shrill cry echoed in the woods.

Bloody feathers fluttered in all directions.

Looking at the big bird struggling to fly away, Chu Guang stepped forward silently and picked up the **** water pipe from the ground.

"This is not a crow."

"Its scientific name is Falcon... about two hundred years ago."

The four players stared at him in astonishment, stunned by this smooth movement.

Fuck!

So strong! !

However, they don't know that for the vast majority of survivors who can walk alone in the wasteland, this level of skill is nothing more than basic skills.

In the past five months, Chu Guang has not learned anything else, except that he has mastered the ability to throw the javelin.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have a chance to stand here and pretend.

"Falcon?! How big?" Gu Feng said in surprise, which subverted his understanding of birds.

Abbot swallowed.

"Because of gamma rays?"

"It's not just gamma rays. Viruses, bacteria, genetic weapons... all kinds of factors, all of which have combined to create what we see today. Of course, xenogeneics are only one of the threats we face. In some cases, people are more powerful than them. Danger."

Chu Guang looked up at the pine tree in front of the four players and continued.

"The falcon just now should have built a nest on this tree. No wonder it didn't leave with so many of you."

Generally speaking, birds are terrestrial creatures that seldom take the initiative to provoke larger than themselves, and their recipes are mainly based on mutant cockroaches or mice and squirrels.

Although the beast flew away, it didn't fly far, and it was estimated that it was waiting to die on a nearby tree.

Although the penetrating power of this kind of pointed water pipe is not strong, the hollow inside is a natural bloodletting groove. As long as a hole is pierced in the body, it is almost certain to die.

Not to mention a bird, even if people are next to each other, it is difficult to suture the wound.

Ye Ten bowed his head in shame.

"Sorry...I was busy chopping wood and didn't notice."

"Don't be sorry," Chu Guang glanced up, "Bird eggs are a good thing."

I will have a good time for a while.

…

Chu Guang's judgment was quickly verified.

Under a tree with a crooked neck, he found the dead black bird.

He bleed it with a dagger and stripped its feathers. Chu Guang threw it into the iron pot, placed it on the stove made of bricks, stuffed dry branches and dead leaves under the stove, and took the Matches are lit.

The smoke rises.

Before the water boiled, Chu Guang took the blanched bird out of the pot, skewered it with steel bars, and roasted it directly on the fire.

There are also those bird eggs baked together.

No salt and no spice.

But even so, it was much better than a half-cooked green wheat gooey.

"Is this thing... edible?"

Looking at the "mutant" on the iron frame, Ye Shi instinctively felt repelled, but he swallowed his saliva as the aroma kept stirring.

You can actually eat in the game!

This is definitely a surprise for foodies.

And this also made him instantly feel that the hard work this morning was worth it.

"You can eat it when it's cooked, and I'll tell you what you can't eat." Chu Guang slowly turned the grill so that every side of the food was fully heated.

There are not many opportunities to eat game in the wasteland.

Even if you can occasionally catch edible game like this, it will spoil quickly due to the lack of preservation methods.

Here, salt is more scarce than electricity.

Especially for survivors living in inland cities like Qingquan, it is not realistic to use a lot of salt to pickle food.

As for things like refrigerators, I heard that there is one in Lord Mayor's castle, but Chu Guang has only heard of it, but has never seen it.

Of course, the survivors are not completely helpless.

For example, Mr. Brown's farm, the survivor's stronghold next door, produces a tobacco leaf rich in aromatic compounds such as tar and aldol, which can extend the shelf life of food for several months, even when smoked without salt.

"Master Manager, how much wood do we need?"

Waiting for the food to be cooked is an ordeal.

In order to divert his attention from the food, Fang Chang took the initiative to open the chat box.

Hearing this question, Chu Guang replied casually.

"As much as you cut."

The players looked at each other in dismay, not showing much enthusiasm.

Chu Guang didn't care too much at first, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of something.

They are "players", aka "outsiders".

Unlike the self who has already traveled here, they can leave here at any time, and there is no urgency to survive.

Even if they told them the importance of stockpiling wood, they would never really understand what it meant.

The identity of the player is determined, and their perspective on thinking is different from their own. Even if they don't mind the liver, it's hard to keep giving for something that doesn't pay off.

has tasks.

Naturally, there must be rewards.

"Let me think about..."

Chu Guang, who touched his chin, fell into contemplation.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, let's count today's results."

"For a tree with thick arms, 1 point for each meter of length. For a tree with thick thighs, for each meter, 2 points contribute—"

However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that just after his voice fell, the four salted fish with bowls stood up with a bang.

"Master Manager, I suddenly feel not very hungry."

"Me too."

"Anyway, there's still a while before dinner, I'll go pick up two more trees!"

"I suddenly want to chop something!"