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[Alpha0.81 version update: Added “Science Expedition Team Mission”]

[Scientific expedition team mission: The No. 404 shelter scientific expedition team has been established, and the target is the relics of pre-war civilization! As the leader of the scientific expedition team, Yin Fang will release "scientific expedition" tasks from time to time, place exploration beacons on the map, and give rewards or hidden tasks based on the scientific research type relic clues provided by players. 】

[Yin Fang: It’s not that I betrayed the academy, but that the academy betrayed me. The mistakes will be corrected, I will find out what happened two hundred years ago, and find the last hope of human civilization-the Vault 0! 】

[Tips from Aguang: When an NPC is in need, a yellow question mark will appear on his icon on the map. Repeated attempts at meaningless conversations will not trigger hidden tasks, but will only reduce the NPC's favorability. In addition, it is not necessary to trigger the task through dialogue. It is also possible to accept the task through v. 】

Tails: "Throne! (｀?′)Ψ"

Quit smoking: "Shocked! The alpha0.81 version is out! The planning is awesome!"

Ye Shi: "Brother who quits smoking, stop it. A Guang's licking dog is only one square long. It makes me feel bad for you to look like this. (Funny)"

Fang Chang: "Go away, when did I ever lick you? (angry)"

Fujiteng: “?(?w?)?”

Fang Chang: "?"

Chu Guang, who started to peek at the screen after making the announcement, finally couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

He can testify that Brother Fang definitely didn't lick him. At most, he just understands him better. There are a lot of bad ideas in my new folder, but they were all borrowed from him.

After peeking at the screen for a while, Chu Guang felt his eyelids starting to fight. He glanced at the time and saw that it was getting late. He yawned and got up to go to sleep.

That night.

He had a long, long dream, dreaming that he was walking by the lake, followed by the guy named Dr. Principle, and a little brother behind him.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Chu Guang felt that it should be Yin Fang.

After realizing this, Chu Guang was very speechless. Why was there no one with big breasts in his dream today?

This dream is very unreasonable.

The lake was filled with fog, the road was very long, and the lake was as wide as the sea, with no end in sight of the sparkling water.

The moonlight was bright and the air was quiet and serene.

After walking for a long time, a voice suddenly came from beside me.

"What year is it now?"

Chu Guang was about to answer, but Dr. Principle's number one dog licker, Yin Fang, spoke first.

"It's the year 2340!"

Dr. Principle beside him nodded and suddenly spoke with emotion.

"The year 2340..."

"It's too long."

The dream is gone.

After waking up, Chu Guang calmly looked up and blinked at the ceiling.

His back was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. Chu Guang even suspected that someone threw him into the lake to take a bath while he was asleep.

The sheets and clothes were all soaked.

There is no doubt that every time this happens, it must have escalated.

"Damn it... next time I'll just sleep in the entire training cabin."

Chu Guang seriously suspected that the players were sweating when they upgraded, but they were lying in the culture cabin and all the metabolites were excreted.

It seems that the recent exercise has paid off.

Chu Guang rolled over and got up, his bones crackling for a while, his eyes were clearer than ever before, and he felt like he drank a box of taurine drink.

After moving his limbs, Chu Guang simply adapted to the new body, then walked to the residents' hall and used the physical examination equipment there to check himself.

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id: Chu Guang

Gene Sequence: Manager (Phase 2)

Level: lv.11→lv.12

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 16→17

Agility: 11

Constitution: 14

Perception: 12

Intelligence: 12→13

】

"You actually added two attribute points this time?"

Chu Guang checked again and saw that he had only been promoted by one level, but his strength and intelligence had grown by one attribute point at the same time.

"It seems that the growth of 'body function' with the 'gene sequence development progress' is not entirely linear."

"Unfortunately, the pattern remains a mystery."

Just as Chu Guang was staring at the physical examination report thoughtfully, light footsteps came from the side. Boss Xia, who had just gotten up, yawned and walked in from the corridor next door.

Noticing the sheet Chu Guang was carrying on his shoulders, she was slightly stunned with a strange expression.

"Why do you change the sheets every day?"

Chu Guang replied casually.

"Not every day."

Xia Yan's eyes moved downward unconsciously, just in time to see the sweaty clothes and swollen muscles. To be honest, this is not a rare thing, but it happens to match that rather lethal face.

"You...find something to wear."

His face suddenly turned red, Boss Xia turned his head and walked away.

Chu Guang ignored her and took advantage of the peak time for players to go online. He hummed a tune and went to the B2 floor to take a shower. After changing into clean clothes, he threw the sheets into the washing machine.

There is a public washing machine in the shower area that can be used for scientific disinfection and automatic drying. It is very convenient and only costs 1 silver coin per use. Or you can go to the lake, which is free, but there is a risk of helping fishermen build a nest, but it’s not a big problem.

After washing, Chu Guang returned to the manager's office and sat down, preparing to rest for a while before going back up. However, before the chair was even warm, he saw Yin Fang pushing open the door and walking in.

"Are your residents crazy? They guarded my door early in the morning! They follow me wherever I go. It's even more exaggerated than yesterday!"

While speaking, Yin Fang glanced behind him nervously and found that the residents of the shelter had not followed.

Seeing his ignorant look, Chu Guang smiled and poured him a glass of hot water.

"Relax, they were so excited when they heard that you planned to set up a scientific expedition team. Isn't this a good thing? Believe me, as long as you find something for them to do, they will naturally disperse... Come on, Drink some hot water."

Yin Fangzhi shook his head after taking the cup.

"But I don't need so many people at all! Four, eight at most can hold up to the sky!"

The current clues are very limited. Maybe more people will be needed in the future, but at least they won’t be needed initially.

"I know, you don't have to hire them all, but you have to at least pick a few that look reliable. The player list I gave you has a level number. Basically, the higher the level, the more reliable the players are." Chu Guangxiang He shared a bit of life experience.

This is what he summed up through constant attempts.

Yin Fang sighed and said: "I don't know how you formulated this hierarchy, let alone how reliable it is. With all due respect, you should set up a professional assessment system, otherwise how would I know they are better at it?" I’m better at cutting down trees, but I’m still better at picking up trash.”

Chu Guang's eyes lit up and he said.

"Good idea, this can be integrated into the next update."

"...?"

renew?

Yin Fang was confused, but didn't take it too seriously.

After all, this wasn't the first time that he couldn't understand the self-made phrases that occasionally popped out of managers' mouths.

"Anyway, take good care of your residents. I'm really worried that their brains are broken. In addition, in order to start the work as soon as possible, I need some information."

Chu Guang looked at him and said, "No problem. What information do you need and where is it? We can help you get it."

Yin Fang: "Dr. Principle's image is related to three locations, the Great Rift Valley, Vault 117, and Xinwu Community College."

Chu Guang: "We are cleaning the entrance to Shelter 117. Where is Xinwu Community College?"

Yin Fang: "That's where we found the videotape, and it's also where Dr. Principle woke up!"

"Is there anything worth investigating?"

In Chu Guang's impression, the place seemed to be quite clean.

After all, according to the dictation in that video, there were more than a thousand survivors living in that community college.

Tables, chairs, wooden benches, and even the books in the library were burned as fuel two hundred years ago, just like a locust plague.

Yin Fang shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, the degree of destruction there is too high, and it is difficult to find any valuable clues. But even so, the location itself is a very important clue."

Chu Guang: "How do you say that?"

"This brings us to the work process of our prospectors!"

A confident smile appeared on Yin Fang's face and he continued.

"It was common sense in the pre-war era that no scientific research institution could exist independently of the support of society. An institute might manage hundreds of projects, and these projects might be supported by thousands of funding sources and funded by thousands of Tens of thousands of researchers are involved. The results born from this will not be stored in just one place. As long as we find one of the clues, we may find everything we want."

"Some electronic files may be damaged due to EP or neglect of maintenance, but many important records will be retained in paper files. The paper and antioxidant ink made of polymer materials will not be used in two hundred years, let alone two thousand years. question!"

Is this an expert?

After listening to Yin Fang's statement, Chu Guang nodded approvingly.

As expected, archeology is still the major of the college. Others just pick up rubbish and pretend to flip through documents they can't understand, but they are the ones who really know how to make use of those documents.

Many people think that scientific research is too simple, and they think it is like copying homework. They can make exactly the same thing by taking the drawings and drawing them one by one. In fact, the so-called drawing is not just a piece of paper, but may be many fragments, and many things that are exactly the same on a macro scale are completely different on a micro scale.

Unless you have a systematic understanding of these tasks, archeology cannot be taken casually.

It would be great if we could find a way to get more people from the academy to work here.

Then the scientific research points will continue to rise?

Chu Guang felt that his requirements were not high. It would be great if he could develop a complete set of related technologies from industrial preparation to normal temperature storage of metallic hydrogen.

This thing can be used as both a bomb and a battery, so it’s very easy to use.

According to Yin Fang, he plans to investigate from four aspects: Xinwu Community College’s researcher files, related research projects, cooperative institutions, and funding sources.

This may take a while.

But something should be gained.

After staying in the manager's office for a while, Yin Fang saw that the players gathered outside had dispersed and left in a hurry.

Before Chu Guang went to the surface, he took a look at the allowance page of the administrator system, and unexpectedly found that he could win the lottery again.

There are 111 bonus points in total, which is a very auspicious number.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and clicked on the advanced, intermediate, and elementary blind boxes.

Maybe it was because I was so embarrassed before, but this time the prize was unexpectedly good.

The junior blind box opened a pack of salt-roasted dried fish, which was a snack I had never seen before. The intermediate blind box prescribed an epinephrine injection, and it was a painless injection. Once the injection was given, it would immediately trigger a violent rage.

The advanced blind box is even more amazing. It opened an SSR and came out - a "Hummingbird" drone!

Now Chu Guang has two cameras to use!

"Owner."

Getting close to Chu Guang's calf, Xiao Qi raised the camera and looked at him longingly.

Chu Guang originally wanted to keep the drone for himself, but the sound was too pitiful.

This guy stole a set of voice packs from somewhere. He is so good at it!

"Okay, okay, here you go."

After patting the guy's round metal head, Chu Guang picked it up from the ground and said with a smile.

"Let's go."

"It's almost dawn, let's go for a walk outside."

…

In fact, the sky outside is not about to dawn, but has already dawned. However, Chu Guang has been going out a little late recently. Going out before eight o'clock is relatively early for him.

This is not because Chu Guang is not diligent, but mainly because his little players are too diligent. They clock in on time every day, which is more active than going to work.

Chu Guang hadn't even thought about the name of the heavy industrial base sandwiched between the outpost and the long-term farm. His hard-working little players had already recaptured the abandoned tire factory from the aliens. .

The corpses of mutated rats and cockroaches piled up into a hill, and the cute newbies wielding cold weapons were already killing them like crazy.

The strategy for Vault 117 and the Greenhouse Ruins is also progressing steadily.

Especially the former, the players even evolved a brand new set of team rules, and even Chu Guang was shocked when he saw it.

Sure enough, third-rate planners are leeks, second-rate planners are leeks, and first-rate planners not only know how to do it, but they can also grow it.

As a top planner who is proficient in human nature, he can not only activate the leeks, but also make the leeks move on their own.

"so good."

Everyone earns blood.

A world where no one is at fault would be great!

Got on the elevator.

As soon as Chu Guang arrived on the surface, the new warehouse manager whom Old Luka trained for him came up to him and said respectfully.

"Sir, a messenger has been sent from Brown Farm."

Chu Guang remembered that the name of the middle-aged man in front of him was Guo Ba. He was once a slave of Brown Farm and later entered the dungeon of the Blood Hand Clan. Since the name was too expensive to pronounce, I changed his name to Guo Niu, which was in line with the local customs.

As for the administrator of the other granary, his name is Guo Ma.

"Messenger from Brown Farm? What's the matter with them?"

Guo Niu said respectfully.

"The envoy brought 5,000 kilograms of croissant potatoes and 5,000 kilograms of Chinese cabbage, saying that they were tributes from Mr. Brown to you, and the envoy also said that they really don't have any more."

Really no more?

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, confused by this sentence, and didn't understand what it meant for a while.

He didn't remember asking him for it.

But one thing is for sure, this Mr. Brown, whom he has never met before, is quite willing. A full ten tons of grain can be taken at any time. It seems that it is not ordinary fertilizer.

Chu Guang couldn't help but wonder.

Maybe I can borrow some more.

"Did the messenger say anything else?"

Guo Niu nodded and continued.

“The messenger also said that he hoped that your residents could show some restraint... They have been hearing gunshots and explosions from the direction of the Garden Street subway station for several days, which is less than one kilometer away from Brown Farm. His exact words were, if this was a joke, it wasn't funny at all."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.

As soon as he heard about the explosion, he immediately guessed that it was probably the moles and mosquitoes who made too much noise at the entrance of Vault 117, scaring the people at Brown Farm.

But think about it.

There lived a neighbor who was very good at shooting. He only had a lot of guns and bullets. In just one month, there was nothing to shoot except the lake in the west, and we had to fight in all three directions.

Now this neighbor brings people to the door of the house, shooting and setting off cannons every day, obviously not celebrating the New Year in advance.

Everyone has to panic.

But Chu Guang really didn't expect that the farmer was so cowardly that he dragged the grain to his door and begged for mercy.

Seeing that the manager didn't speak, Guo Niu asked cautiously.

"Sir, the messenger from Brown Farm is in the reception room. Do you need me to take you to see him?"

After coming back to his senses, Chu Guang looked at Guo Niu.

"No need, you ask him to bring a message to the farmers of Brown Farm for me, saying thank you for their generous donation. In addition, our residents do not intend to disturb, they are just there to conduct... uh, alien warfare exercises."

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"The exercise will end within a week, so let them not think too much or worry too much. Vault 404 is the defender of regional order, and we look forward to conducting friendly and equal trade with them."

"Besides, you can treat the envoys to lunch and then let them go back. They generously donated so much food to us, so the due etiquette must be fulfilled."

Guo Niu nodded respectfully.

"As you command, my lord."

…

Reception room.

Liu Jiuyue paced back and forth in the room with a sad look on his face.

Mr. Brown didn't sleep all night last night and lost his temper, which made the servants like them restless.

Early in the morning, his leader Liu Zhengyue called him and asked him to take the packed caravan to the Linghu Wetland Park four kilometers away and donate the supplies in the car to the lords there.

Liu Jiuyue counted the supplies in the car and found that there were a total of 20,000 kilograms, which really surprised him.

You know, this early winter has caused the farm to produce less food for a whole season. Not only was the meal of the serfs reduced to one meal a day, but the food of the servants was also reduced again and again, and there was not even a drop of oil or water in the bowl.

By giving so much supplies to neighbors, isn't the owner worried about running out of food in the winter?

However, this is not something that a servant like him can worry about.

At this time, the door opened.

Guo Niu, who received him, came in from outside.

Liu Jiujiu recognized this man, remembering that he used to be a serf who harvested wheat on the farm, but now he could only pretend not to know him, put a smile on his face, and went up to him and said.

"Sir, have you seen the manager?"

He was not given any preferential treatment because of his status as a "fellow fellow", Guo Niu said in a business-like manner.

"Your Majesty has understood your demands and expresses his gratitude to Mr. Brown for his generous donation. The drill at Garden Street Subway Station will end within a week. He said that this is not directed at you, so you should not worry too much. In addition, in order to avoid accidental injuries , he hopes that your people will try not to get close during the exercise, this is for your own good."

Liu Jiuyue looked confused.

"exercise?"

"Yes, sir, this is a combat exercise for alien species." Guo Niu didn't know how to explain this word, so he could only repeat the exact words of the manager.

Liu Jiuyue nodded blankly.

What do these people mean, the gunfire at Fa Yuen Street Station will continue for another week?

But what happened there was not directed at them, so let them not worry.

In any case, he has received a reply. This mission is considered completed and he can go back to deliver the work. He only hoped that this reply would satisfy Mr. Brown. After all, the man's tantrum was really terrifying.

"Thank you for hearing our appeal, I will convey it to Mr. Brown." Liu Jiuyue said respectfully.

Guo Niu nodded, looked at him and continued.

"In addition, the manager told me that if you are not in a hurry to set off, let me treat you to lunch before we go on the road. The road conditions at noon will be safer."

Liu Jiuyue did not refuse.

On the one hand, as the person responsible for receiving him said, the road conditions at noon will be safer than in the morning. On the other hand, being able to eat before leaving is more comfortable than going on the road on an empty stomach.

He didn't eat anything before setting off. He stuffed a piece of green wheat cake in his pocket. It was cold and hard, like a stone. The pot of boiling water hanging on my waist has already cooled down, so I'm lucky it didn't freeze.

"Thanks!"

Looking at the submissive man in front of him, Guo Niu suddenly felt a little pitiful about him.

When they were on the farm, what these serfs envied most were the servants who could serve the farmer's family, because only those servants could be regarded as human beings, and they, the serfs, could only be regarded as animals.

Even the laundry girl and the shoemaker who shines the farmers' shoes are much nobler than their status. Not only can they live in a house made of wood or bricks, but they can also have two hot meals. They will be punished if they make mistakes occasionally, and they will not be dragged out and disposed of just because they are old or disabled.

But now, he felt that this man who had once stood tall in front of him was like a pitiful man.

Perhaps in this world, only managers can liberate them.

"You're welcome."

Guo Newton paused and repeated the manager's words.

"The manager said this is the proper etiquette."