This Game Is Too Realistic
chapter-51-30041322

The first day of the launch of the alpha 0.3 version.

The test results of the new version were quite gratifying.

First of all, through the appropriated divisions and cooperation of the players, the wall around the outpost was finally completed.

These three-meter-high concrete fortifications not only bring a sense of security but also create possibilities for players to play the game during night time.

Before six o'clock in the evening, Chu Guang would take the players back to the shelter to prevent them from being taken away by mutants for food.

And now with the protection of the wall, as long as the players were willing, it was possible to stay on the surface until the characters in the game started to get sleepy (The fatigue value is exhausted).

Of course, for safety reasons, Chu Guang still prohibited players from using facilities with open flames, such as blast furnaces, at night.

During the daytime, steel-making and cement-burning were fine. The woods would block out a lot of smoke and dust, and the firelight during the day was not so obvious. But at night, no one knew what would happen.

The mutant human tribe on 76th Street was like a thorn stuck in the throat for the outpost. If this thorn was not pulled out, Chu Guang would not be able to feel relieved.

In addition to the walls, weapon shops and bathhouses had also been completed one after another with the efforts of the players. Although it was not very luxurious, it could already be used.

Especially for the bathhouse with partitions, Chu Guang could not be more satisfied with it.

Before, whether it was him or the players, they had to go to the lake to wash themselves. Now, with the bathhouse, the sanitation problem could be solved right there in the base.

Of course, the wooden water tank on the top of the bathhouse could only store five cubic meters of water.

At this time, it was necessary that someone manually transported the water from the lake to the water tank for people to wash with, which was a bit troublesome.

Therefore, the wise and great administrator was considering changing the bathhouse from a public welfare facility to a fee-charging facility, with a water fee of five copper coins per cubic meter of water. At the same time, he also thought about setting up an additional worker position who would be assigned to refill the water tank that was placed on top of the bathhouse.

This was very reasonable.

On the other hand, in addition to engineering, the players' performance in production, gathering, and hunting also exceeded Chu Guang's expectations.

The emergence of currency had greatly stimulated players' enthusiasm for production (gaming).

Just listening to the clinking sound of coins in the purse could dispel the fatigue and weakness of the limbs and would let them work harder in their posts with high morale.

Among them, the best performance was still the Bull and Horse Squad.

The four old players were worthy of the title, "Professional Players". The quadrilateral formation integrated reconnaissance, front tank, ADC, and support. The first time they cooperated, they had a brilliant achievement.

By the end of the evening, they had hunted and killed a total of eight mutant hyenas and one mutant reindeer as they explored along the viaduct.

The sale of the game was equivalent to fifty-five silver coins—of which forty-three were from mutant hyenas and twelve were from the mutant reindeer.

Although the meat harvesting rate of mutant hyenas and mutant reindeer was not high, usually only 40 percent of them, no more than 50 percent, Brother Scrambled Egg, who served as a temporary butcher, still obtained more than one hundred kilograms of hyena meat and more than one hundred kilograms of venison from these game.

The meat would be dried and stored in warehouses. Before being made into dried meat, players would also have the option to spend money to buy fresh raw meat for their own dinner.

It was worth mentioning that, originally, everyone in the outposts would eat together, and Brother Scrambled Egg, the cook, would arrange meals two times a day.

In the previous versions, what the players would eat depended entirely on the chef's mood and what games the administrator brought back that day.

Now, it was completely different.

The granary of the base would be open to all players, with each of the products priced at a reasonable and affordable rate. One silver coin could be exchanged for one kilogram of green wheat, or 300g of raw meat, or 200g of dried meat.

What was the concept of a silver coin?

According to the rules designed by Chu Guang, one silver coin could be converted into ten copper coins, which was roughly the median of the players' hourly income.

In other words, most players only needed to work hard for one to two hours or do some tasks patiently, then they would be able to buy rations to fill their stomachs.

As for whether the players directly ate the purchased food, or added condiments to cook green wheat porridge with, or join tables with other people to eat or even trade, they could decide for themselves.

When Chu Guang designed this simple economic system before he had done some calculations.

A mutant hyena of thirty kilograms could give him almost twelve kilograms of meat by removing the inedible internal organs and head.

From purchasing game from the hunter at the basic price of five silver coins, then hiring a butcher for the average cost of two silver coins, to peeling the skin and sectioning the meat, the total cost would be no more than seven silver coins.

Assuming that twelve kilograms of meat were harvested, based on the price of 300g of raw meat for one silver coin, twelve kilograms would be forty silver!

The output value of forty silver coins, the production cost of seven silver coins, and the circulation cost could be ignored. Therefore, in this simple economic chain, a surplus value of thirty-three silver coins would be produced.

This number was meaningless to players, after all, they were playing games. But as an administrator, it was very significant for Chu Guang.

As long as this economic chain of "from game to raw meat" could continue to operate, it would provide the granary at the outpost with "raw meat worth thirty-three silver coins" and "furs worth a few silver coins," every time it ran.

Of course, it was impossible for players to consume all the raw meat; even if they took out all the money in their pockets, buying all the things they produced was out of the question.

Therefore, in addition to a small part of the meat purchased by the players with the silver coins he issued, more raw meat would be left as "raw materials" into the new economic chain and stored in the granary in the form of air-dried meat, as the grain reserves of the shelter.

In addition to the industry of "from game to dried meat", cutting trees, picking up garbage, producing cement, moving bricks, gathering, and fishing were basically having a similar economic model.

Through the two levers of price and mission reward, he could easily adjust the inventory of various materials and the focus of the players' work at the current stage.

For example, now that the wall had been built, the base's demand for plastering and moving bricks had declined. Instead, there was a need for more food and weapons to feed and arm more players.

Therefore, Chu Guang would appropriately lower the price of weapons in the Woodworking Cabin, stimulating players to buy or rent weapons, upgrade their equipment, and increase the purchase price of the games at the same time, urging capable players to use the purchased weapons to hunt and improve their proficiency.

In this way, the players would get rich, become well-equipped, and accumulate combat experience. And Chu Guang would not only obtain a large amount of food reserves but also a batch of troops with abundant military force.

It was a win-win situation!

Those few coins were like catalysts. They clearly didn't create any value, but they revitalized the economy of the entire outpost.

Chu Guang felt like a genius.

The only minor problem that arose was that no one was cooking today.

Brother Scrambled Egg hadn't saved enough money, so he was unable to open a restaurant yet.

In order to save money, almost everyone went to the warehouse for subsistence. They used one silver coin to buy a kilogram of shofar potatoes. There were teams whose members would rent a cauldron so they could cook together. When they were done, they would lend it to the next person.

It didn't matter even if it was not cooked, this thing could be eaten raw anyway. It was just a matter of hygiene and taste.

It seemed that for a moment, everyone who had a goal to strive for suddenly stopped paying attention to whether the food was good or not and started to play the game in difficult mode. They only had one requirement and that was to not be hungry.

But Ya Ya was different.

Others were chewing potatoes happily, but she couldn't even afford them.

The administrator forgot to give her the beginner's gift, and she was too late to find a teammate. She was sitting in the corner with a grieving expression, gnawing on the sour berries and mushrooms.

In the end, Teng Teng couldn't stand it anymore and walked over and gave her half a bowl of shofar potatoes.

Looking at Ya Ya who was wolfing down the potato, Teng Teng couldn't bear to taunt her, and said with a sigh,

"From tomorrow on, you have to work hard to make money. I can't keep feeding you."

Ya Ya was so moved that she hugged Teng Teng.

"Teng Teng, are you an angel?"

Looking at Ya Ya with tears in her eyes, Teng Teng, whose blushing face was being squished by her, exhaled and got out from under her arm.

"...What stupid thing are you talking about."

Then the sky gradually darkened.

Chu Guang strolling in the base was patrolling his territory checking the situation of the players.

Although most players wanted to stay a little longer, it would be dawn in reality after another two hours, and they would go to work after getting up.

Chu Guang also thought that it was getting late, and was about to call them to assemble, when they heard a knock on the base's northern gate.

A group of players looked at the gate, and Chu Guang's right hand subconsciously held the pistol in his pocket, only to quickly release it again.

He confirmed through the player list that the person outside should be Mr. Garbage.

Looking at the two players closest to him, Chu Guang ordered.

"Ample Time, Old White, go open the gate."

"Yes!"

Ample Time and Old White trot forward, lifted the latch that was stuck on the door, and together they pulled the wooden gate open.

Seeing Mr. Garbage coming in through the crack of the gate, Ample Time and Old White were startled.

"Holy shit."

"Brother, what happened?!"

'Blood!'

'All over!'

Although some of the wounds had healed, more were bites and gunshot wounds visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Mr. Garbage's appearance, Chu Guang frowned slightly. He had already guessed what had happened to this guy.

Fortunately, if the opponent regarded it as a mutant and not the delicious type, it was unlikely for them to pursue it.

Regardless of the injury on his body, Mr. Garbage walked quickly to the front of the administrator and gasped.

"Marauder's camp! It's about two kilometers north of the abandoned construction site, and about three to four kilometers away from us! There is a tire factory!"

Night Ten couldn't help asking, "You had a fight with them?"

"No, no, I swear I really didn't provoke them!"

Mr. Garbage hurriedly waved his hand to clarify. After taking a peek at the administrator, he continued, "I was planning to retreat at the time, but I just ran into their patrol team... I thought there were only three people."

Night Ten: "Then you had a fight with them?"

Mr. Garbage looked embarrassed and looked away.

"Uh... They spotted me, I had no choice."

It looked like this guy should have lost the fight.

But it was not surprising. The three-person patrol team should also have a dog. Probably the bite mark on its body was left by it.

Although this guy had an absolute advantage in panel data, he may not be able to get any benefits when he fought against a veteran marauder.

It was lucky that he was able to run back.

"Is it the tire factory in the north? Okay," Chu Guang nodded while looking at Mr. Garbage, then continued, "You go back to the culture chamber and rest first."

The culture chamber had the function of accelerating the repair of tissue cells for the clones synthesized by itself, plus with Mr. Garbage's own physical attributes, it should not take long to heal.

"Yes, Master Administrator." After that, Mr. Garbage wagged his tail and limped towards the nursing home.

Along the way, many players noticed his situation and whispered quietly.

"This guy was hurt so badly!"

"I heard that a Marauder camp was discovered."

"Marauder camp?! Is it a new expansion? Or a dungeon?!"

"Awesome!"

"Damn, I have to put together money to buy a gun!"

"Sigh, should I buy the land first or the gun first?"

"Don't be silly, let's move bricks to make money first."

Obviously, these players did not realize the severity of the problem but were rather discussing it with excitement.

This was understandable.

After all, this was a game for them.

Only Chu Guang, who was an administrator, had a hint of urgency in his eyebrows.

To the north was the marauder camp, to the east was the den of mutant humans, to the west was Linghu lake, and to the south was the area where the survivors of Bett Street and Brown Farm stayed.

The location of the outpost was indeed not very good, and the development space was limited.

"Whether it's marauders or mutant humans."

"If you want to open up the situation, I can only fight with them..."

Thinking of this, Chu Guang knew what he should add to the game in the next expansion....................................................................................................................................

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