This Game Is Too Realistic
chapter-133

In the end, the beautiful and kind-hearted Teng Teng still paid for the machine.

Even if it wasn’t the machine she wanted at all.

Mosquito and Bathroom Goer probably also felt very guilty, so they refunded half of the money to Teng Teng.

In addition, the two also asked Teng Teng to wait for a few more days, and promised that she would not be disappointed this time.

After helping Teng Teng to move the machine into Teng Teng’s Hut, and looking at the steam engine that took up half of the space, Mosquito scratched the back of his head with embarrassment and said, "Uh, it’s mainly because I don’t know much about textile machines... But don’t worry! I’ll ask a few acquaintances who know how to do it, and I’ll definitely be able to figure it out!"

Looking at the weird guy standing in her workshop, Teng Teng sighed faintly, "Hopefully..."

No matter what, having a steam engine was great.

Since recently, Teng Teng herself had not been idle, and had been researching how to process Devil Moth’s cocoon into raw silk.

Based on the modern silk production process, she found that after cooking the cocoon of Devil Moth continuously in 90 degree hot water until the pupae inside were cooked, and then it would be placed in room temperature water for a while. The cocoon silk would fall off by itself.

When that happened, she only needed to use two chopsticks to stir it in the water, take out the thread ends of the devil’s silk. She would then be able to manually extract the silk.

Fortunately, Devil Moth’s cocoons were large, and each cocoon was woven from a single thread of silk.

Moreover, the silk threads were very tough, so much so that it was very difficult to be cut by scissors. Because of this, the difficulty of reeling silk was much smaller than that of small cocoons in reality.

Based on the information downloaded from the Internet, Teng Teng assembled a set of hand-cranked silk reeling machines by herself through a set of parts custom-made in Woodworking Cabin. The efficiency wasn’t bad at all.

A lot of raw silk had been stored in the inventory, and the next step was to find a way to weave these raw silks into cloth.

Of course, it would be even better if steam power could be applied to it.

...

Meanwhile, outside the trenches at the west gate of the outpost…

A group of survivors transferred from the brick factory stood in a crooked formation. Although many of them were skinny and looked unhealthy, they were still much better than half a month ago.

They were wearing fur coats they had just put on, and each had a wooden stick more than one meter long. All of them were staring blankly at the administrator, speaking at the front of the formation.

"I have a new job here that I intend to give you. Of course, you have the right to choose not to do it. If you put down the stick in your hand, you can still go back to the brick factory to work."

Chu Guang waited for a while.

No one moved.

Nodding with satisfaction, Chu Guang continued.

"Very well, since you all voluntarily chose to stay, then I hope you will prove your loyalty with your actions."

After clearing his throat, he raised his voice.

"Starting today, you will be assigned to the outpost’s guard team, responsible for maintaining order at the outpost!"

"The number on the nameplate on your chest is your identity number, and it will accompany you until you retire. Your work includes, but is not limited to, patrolling, standing guard, maintaining order, upholding the dignity of the law, and daily training and studies."

"And in return, Shelter 404 will pay you a monthly salary of 80 silver coins, and will also provide you with food and accommodation."

The monthly salary of 80 silver coins was pretty impressive.

In the brick factory, there was only 1 silver coin a day at first, but later the administrator raised their salary to 2 silver coins a day.

Hearing that the salary was raised again, the survivors who were originally still at a loss had expressions of joy on their faces.

Chu Guang didn’t keep their greedy reaction in mind.

After all, expecting a group of wastelanders who lived like hyenas to have grand ideals and beliefs was less realistic than expecting mutant humans to sit down and negotiate with him.

But it didn’t matter.

He would teach them obedience and discipline with intense training.

"If you understand it, then say, ‘Yes, we understand it, sir.’."

"Yes, we understand it, sir!"

"Speak louder! I cannot hear you!"

"Yes, we understand it, sir!"

Facing the mighty administrator, no one dared to take him lightly. All of them shouted at the top of their lungs.

Although it was still a bit off, it was not terrible.

Chu Guang nodded and then ordered. "Now, everyone turn left, run around the outpost, and come back to me when you’re done! What are you doing still standing there? Move! The last person will need to run five more laps!"

After hearing the last sentence, the group of people finally came to their senses and ran forward, fearing that they would be the slowest.

After a while, someone had already run a lap and returned to Chu Guang.

Staring at the gasping man, Chu Guang asked, "What’s your name and number?"

The man tried to control his breathing and replied respectfully, "Wrench, 006, sir!"

It took Chu Guang a while to realize that Wrench was his name.

Man, this guy’s name is really something else.

Was it because a wrench just happened to be next to the bed where he was born?

I really can’t think of a good surname for this name.

Chu Guang, who was not very good at naming things, was too lazy to give him a surname.

"006, starting today, you are the guard captain. Your only job is to train the rookies behind you, and you will train with them."

Chu Guang threw a VM into his hand.

Seeing Wrench who had a flattered expression, hurriedly let go of the stick in his hand and caught the VM, Chu Guang continued, "The training plan will be sent to your VM, and the drone flying above your head will record your training results. I allow you to use all means necessary, and I only have one requirement, and that is to keep them alive after completing the daily training mission."

"If you can’t complete it, it will only prove your incompetence. I will not care about anyone else and will only hold you responsible. Understood?"

Looking at the administrator, Wrench nodded nervously. "Yes, sir!"

"Louder."

"Yes! Sir!"

Good.

Pretty clever.

Glancing at the stick lying on the ground, Chu Guang looked at him and continued.

"Pick up the stick on the ground. Until you get a gun, this will be your weapon, and I hope you will treat it as important as your life."

As Wrench picked up the stick hurriedly, Chu Guang turned and walked away in the direction of the outpost.

Shortly after he left, Wrench, who received the training plan, immediately gathered everyone to start training.

The administrator had said that there were drones floating in the sky, and he could see clearly what they were doing. In order not to be punished, Wrench worked very hard and dared not relax a little bit.

To be honest, Chu Guang didn’t know much about training.

After all, in his old life trajectory, he had only experienced a high school military training and a college entrance military training.

No matter which time it was, the training intensity was far less intense than serious military training.

However, it didn’t matter if he didn’t know much about it.

A lot of information could be found by searching on the Internet. It only needed to be edited according to the needs and conditions on the wasteland before they could be used.

Such as running exercises, standing in military posture, crawling forward, basic fighting, and bayonet training, etc.

After practicing these basic skills, once their physical fitness, discipline, and morale were improved, it would be more than enough.

Chu Guang didn’t need them to have strong combat power. He just needed them to be loyal.

As for combat… That was a job for players.

After all, no matter how much those survivors were trained, it was unrealistic to win against a group of clones that could revive and were not afraid of death.

...

Noon.

In the square in front of the nursing home.

A group of players gathered here for lunch with bowls, chatting and discussing excitedly.

"Did you find it? It seems that we have another batch of NPCs in our outpost?"

"I saw it too! It’s at the west gate, right? When I went to see it, they were practicing with bayonets! I wonder if we will be able to bring them along to fight with us in the future."

"What do you mean by another batch? Those people at the west gate are the captives we rescued from the underground cells of the Bloodhand Clan before. Didn’t they say before that in order to repay us for saving them, they would help us with the work in the brick factor?."

"Seriously? Is it them? Well, I’m face-blind, plus my eyesight is not good, and those people don’t wash their faces often, so it’s not surprising that I don’t recognize them."

“It seems that those people have completely joined us. I am so excited now! There are more and more NPCs in our outpost!"

"The captain of the guards seems to be carrying a VM! By the way, can we trigger any missions from him? Has anyone tried it?"

“I’ve tried it! If you ask him twice, you can trigger the mission to train with them. But then again, that mission is quite boring. It will only reward us 5 copper coins for an hour of training! I might as well go to the Woodworking Cabin to rent an axe to chop down trees!"

"Say, if you train with them for a whole day, will you unlock the mission to join the Guards?"

"Are you stupid? The mission to be a guard can always be triggered from the administrator. It is one of the newbie missions."

"Damn it, you are right!"

At first, when noticing this group of NPCs who suddenly appeared at the west gate, carrying sticks in their hands and practicing, many players were full of curiosity.

However, it only lasted for one morning.

As the players discovered that these NPCs could neither trigger the mission nor pay much attention to them, they gradually lost interest and turned to their own business.

Maybe, this part of the content hasn’t been fully developed yet.

After all, it was still at the closed alpha stage, so it was understandable that the content was a little less!

...

After lunch time, the players dispersed from the outpost.

The Bull and Horse Squad, who lost one of their teammates, temporarily disbanded.

Old White and Gale went to the brick factory to figure out how to further increase the output of the brick kiln. And Night Ten went to the lake and followed the anglers to study his skills of fish feeding. After all, he couldn’t catch shit anyway.

As for Escaping Mole, he tearfully took out 200 silver coins he raised, bought the priority exploration right of the second floor of the Greenhouse Ruins from the hands of Bull and Horse Squad, and brought Elf Wang, Irene and 4 other random teammates and began a new round of raids aggressively.

Whether he could roll the snowball all the way down depends on whether he could clear the second level within 7 days!

In theory, it was not difficult.

After several previous battles, Escaping Mole mastered a wealth of experience when fighting moths. He was quite skillful when dealing with these bugs.

However, having said that, they weren’t facing an optimistic situation.

The main reason was that the location of the Greenhouse Ruins was too tricky. It was just at the entrance of 76th Street, right around the corner of the place where Sideline Slacking and his teammates were often injured, as well as the mutant humans who were always ready to shoot arrows from the dark.

This also meant that while Escaping Mole and his team were attacking the dungeon, they must also be careful to guard against the harassment of mutant humans.

After all, no one could guarantee that those mutant humans would not take the initiative to attack them.

Mole had heard before that the administrator seemed to plan to use the first floor of the Greenhouse Ruins originally, but since the threat of mutant humans has not been lifted, the plan could only be put on hold.

But fortunately, Sideline Slacking did not give up. The dude seemed to have staked it all against those mutant humans, which attracted the hatred of mutant humans to a certain extent.

After a morning’s rest, this guy once again gathered a group of teammates who did not believe that they would not be able to defeat a group of wild monsters, and launched the day’s second round of raids on mutant humans.

This time, he learned his lesson. Instead of taking the main road, he went out from the south gate of the Wetland Park, followed the street next to 76th Street, crossed the ruined terrain, and interspersed to the side of 76th Street.

The sneak attack appeared to be a success.

The mutant humans who were dispersing their defenses did not expect that a group would actually penetrate their flank.

Unprepared, a single mutant human archer was shot to death by the surrounding players and his head was cut off.

The sound of gunfire and explosions in the distance sounded again and continued for a while.

The cloud of war continued to shroud 76th Street.

Compared with those players who didn’t take danger seriously at all, the nomadic tribe at the east gate was panicking at the moment.

Most of their tribe members were weak old people, and some babies have not yet been weaned. The remaining young and middle-aged combat power couldn’t even fight with ordinary marauders, let alone resist the attack of mutant humans.

However, unlike the terrified tribesmen, Iron Axe Wu, the head of the tribe, was not very worried. Especially after receiving the promise to not to attack without authorization from the administrator, he was even more relaxed.

He felt that his ruler was really kind.

Knowing that there were few men in their tribe, he had no plans to use them as cannon fodder.

As for security, Iron Axe Wu was even less worried.

That man was very strong, so were his subordinates. Those mutant human beings were definitely not their opponents at all!

That could actually be seen from the attitude of those mutant humans.

Those mutant humans didn’t dare to take the initiative to attack. They only dared to hide in 76th Street to set up defenses and ambush. In Iron Axe Wu’s opinion, it was not because those bloodthirsty beasts didn’t want to fight back, but because they didn’t have the strength to do so!

They did not even dare to enter the forest!

However, out of prudence, Iron Axe Wu still warned his tribesmen not to go hunting in the east for the time being, but to go north or south as much as possible.

According to his explorations these days, the vicinity of the fifth-ring was a good hunting ground.

There were many ruins of high-rise buildings that sheltered some squirrels, rabbits and other small animals, and many mutant hyenas also hid those buildings in the winter.

As long as they were patient and laid out traps and baits, they would still be able to have some harvest occasionally.

As for the north, which was the direction they came from, there were not many prey there. Especially along the road out of the city via the viaduct, there was a vast area of no-man’s land.

In the wasteland, wherever there was a source of food or other good things, it was not possible that there were no traces of humans.

On the third floor of the nursing home.

Chu Guang, who was sitting in a chair, stared at the VM screen. He was watching the Sideline Slacking squad that was fighting and retreating tactically through the drone. They retreated south along the route he had planned.

About twenty minutes ago, Chu Guang had already arranged for twenty heavily armed players to stand by near the evacuation point by assigning them a mission.

If the mutant human gave chase, they would receive a heavy blow!

Speaking of which, is this a micromanipulation?

Probably not.

At this moment, Little Seven, who was squatting by the window, suddenly turned its camera and said to Chu Guang, "Hmm… Master, Little Seven feels like the weather is going to change."

"The weather is changing?" Chu Guang looked up at the white snow outside the window, and then looked at Little Seven with a strange expression, "What’s going to happen?”

Was the temperature going to drop further?

Little Seven shook the camera and whispered, "Little Seven doesn’t know either. I just feel that the clouds are moving a little faster."

Chu Guang frowned slightly.

…

Just when the conflict between Shelter 404 and mutant human became intensified, a group of uninvited guests appeared near the viaduct in the north of the Wetland Park...