This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-08-10

  Chapter 43 Excellent players have begun to find things for NPCs.

The language is not clear?   Can't communicate?   This is not a problem at all for Chu Guang.

As a tool person, only need to master a few simple basic skills to meet the needs of players for game functions.

For example, the simplest buying and selling can be learned without complicated vocabulary.

As for the players who don’t understand what they say, what should I do?   Cold dressing.

After all, even if it is a completely real immersive virtual reality online game, it is impossible that every NPC has completely real intelligence.

This is reasonable.

Therefore, Chu Guang did not ask Xia Yan to learn Chinese, but only required her to master a few basic words and fixed sentence patterns.

However, what made him didn't expect is that his requirements have been low enough, and this guy's performance is still not satisfactory.

"...For customers who come to the store, say, "Hello, I am Lady Boss Xiayan from the weapon shop, what can I do for you?" When you hear "I want to buy something" Answering'see for yourself' from the menu, and reaching out when you hear'I want to take care of the gun' and answering'bring it'?"

What the hell is this.

Squeezing the note in her hand, Xia Yan looked towards Chu Guang who was sitting on the chair with a sad expression on her face.

Although every word is marked with pronunciation, she still can't adapt to the strange pronunciation.

Even if it is really similar to Renlianyu.

Noting that Xia Yan was looking at herself, Chu Guang looked away from the computer screen, turned his head and looked towards her.

"Learned?"

Xia Yan: "Not yet..."

Chu Guang: "Then what are you looking at me doing, continue to recite "

Xia Yan: "..."

For a moment, she suddenly felt that the job of having children might be easier, but I don’t know why, this person treats her No interest at all.

Am I ugly?

Not so much.

Depressed squeezed the tip of her red hair, Xia Yan is still very confident of her appearance, for example, Captain has been after her for a while.

But she didn't like it.

The life of cannon fodder is too bitter. Everyday all has to face the threat of death. Her dream is to be able to marry in the inner city of Boulder City and live the life of a rich wife from then on.

In fact, it is not impossible to think about it.

What if one day you receive the task of escorting the great character, maybe the story of the beauty saving the hero in the novel will happen?

It’s just a pity that, let alone escorting great characters, the edge squad like them can’t even do the tasks on the edge of the second ring line. They can only be sent to this kind of wilderness." Blind box".

As for now...

The dream life is even more useless.

Who would want a cripple?

And it was the cripple who was captured by Barbarian...

Just when Xia Yan felt sad for her life, a soft cough came from nearby.

"Your expression is slightly reduced."

"Huh?"

Xia Yan looked blank.

Sure enough, I'm making a business trip.

Seeing her subconsciously reaction, Chu Guang sitting on the chair was speechless.

sighed, he paused for a moment, and said blankly.

"From now on, I will test you once in two hours."

"If there is still no progress, maybe the Brown Farm next door will be more suitable for you, and there is a need for serfs. ."

"It just so happens that I can also make a fortune."

……

It is winter now, Brown Farm does not need serfs, but will At the end of the month, dispose of a batch of old bastard that can't do the job, or defective products with broken arms and legs.

Lame mercenaries, no one will ask for them for nothing.

As for the coveted beauty, it’s even more nonsense. Even the local rich in Bette Street can afford a small change of a clone with a delicate face that even stars will be jealous, and a strong in appearance but weak In reality, how much money can a vulgar and savage soul be worth?   This is wasteland.

Selling this guy, Chu Guang just said casually.

Frighten her and give her a little motivation.

Even if this guy is so stupid that he can't memorize these pages, he won't sell her as a slave.

Throw it out here at most.

In fact, during the period of contact, Chu Guang found that this person was also quite interesting. It was useless to speak well. He immediately acknowledged a few threats, and obediently memorized it there.

What the hell is it?   Chu Guang shook the head, continue on his net. Just now he discovered that his steam account was still available, just to pass the time...

The next morning.

Chu Guang, who woke up after a nap, opened the player list, unlocked the players' login permissions in batches, and took the online players to the surface.

"Dear manager, what about the lady yesterday?" Standing next to the manager, Fang Chang respectfully asked.

"Are you talking about Xia Yan? Her injury is a bit serious and she needs to rest for a few days. I communicated with her last night. She has agreed to join our business and wait for her injury to heal. He will be responsible for the preparation of weapons in the outpost."

Of course, Chu Guang did not say that this guy had memorized to two or three points, and finally carried it to the next room by himself. Not surprisingly, she should be sleeping soundly.

After listening to the manager's answer, Fang Chang's eyes lit up instantly.

New information!   The name of the new NPC is Xia Yan!

The identity should be a weapon shop boss or similar profession!    Taking down these two things silently, Fang Chang planned to wait until today to go offline and update all this information in his posts.

Of course Chu Guang can guess what he is thinking, otherwise he would not tell him in such detail.

Continuing to perform his job as an NPC, Chu Guang took the players to the open space of the nursing home to make a simple mobilization speech, and then announced the disbandment.

After two days of running-in, the new players have basically adapted to the rhythm of this game and don't need him to direct them.

Looking at the fire and black smoke rising outside the construction site, and the players who climbed up and down around the scaffolding, humming and humming, Chu Guang suddenly felt like himself. An old farmer who raises ducks.

Every day’s job is to drive the ducks out of the cage, let them slip themselves outside, and then gather them back to the cage when it’s dark, and then count today’s harvest and the fat of the ducks. How many catties have been lost, by the way, I will sip a little duck feather from them in a planned way.

Of course, this is not entirely true.

After all, most of the tools for work are provided to them by themselves, and most of the jerky they eat are hunted by themselves.

Thinking about it this way, I still made a lot of effort.

Probably?

Standing in front of the construction site and watching for a while, Ye Shi had already taken the initiative to find it when Chu Guang was thinking about what he was doing today.

"Dear manager!" He bowed respectfully, and Ye 11 looked be eager to have a try, proactively speaking, "Are we going hunting today? When will we leave? "

Chu Guang was slightly taken aback, nodded.

"...now."

Good fellow.

Now these players are taking the initiative, have learned to arrange work for themselves?   But Chu Guang didn't say anything.

After all, he did plan to go out for a walk just now, pick up some game and come back to smoke.

Taking Ye Shi back to the refuge, Chu Guang put on the tactical belt that was taken off the mercenary, inserted the picked-up pistol on it, and then inserted two 5mm pistol ammunition The clip serves as a spare ammunition.

The main weapon is still his 9mm iron barrel rifle, and the physics holy sword-a steel pipe that can pry doors and hammer people.

Although there are now two "near War God weapons", submachine guns and shotguns, you can choose from, but these two pieces of equipment are not very meaningful for hunting.

There are no single-headed bullets in the spray gun. Shotguns will damage the fur.

Compared to using melee firepower to suppress prey, Chu Guang prefers to use a high-quality 9mm iron barrel rifle with rifled lines to kill the prey in one shot at a mid-range.

Or at least let it lose the ability to move, and then approach it with a steel pipe to make up the knife.

This will not only save precious ammunition, but also preserve the fur of the prey more completely.

Be aware that every additional bullet hole or cut will reduce the quality of the fur by 10%.

"You take this with you."

Chu Guang handed a pistol and a crossbow to Ye Shi, apart from this there were also fifteen crossbows. Animal skin quiver.

"Can I use that sprayer?"

Ye Shi looked at the pistol, then looked at the shotgun that was standing against the corner, pitiful地looked towards Chu Guang.

However, Chu Guang did not intend to make any concessions, and said blankly.

"We are going to hunt, not to fight mutants."

"You should familiarize yourself with these two weapons before talking about others."

……

Chu Guang takes Ye Shi to go hunting.

The players at the outpost worked as diligently as they did yesterday, moving bricks, mixing cement with cement, and plastering, none of them were idle.

Thanks to the 30 tools that the manager exchanged from Brown Farm, the work efficiency of the players has been greatly improved.

Especially the players who build walls.

The wall construction site of the outpost is advancing at a speed visible to naked eye.

Not just construction sites.

Fang Chang and Old Bai, who were thinking about the indigenous method of steelmaking, have made new progress in their work after acquiring the tongs and the hammer for hammering iron.

From the cars in the parking lot, they removed the rusty slag frame, hood, suspension, and even the engine shell inside... After two hundred years of wind and rain, There is no waste product with a complete structure, but for them it is a natural open-pit deposit.

Smash the embrittlement rust and throw it into the furnace, still using charcoal as a reducing agent, and blowing through a human wind box. This time they finally succeeded in turning the rubbish into hot molten iron.

"Awesome!!!"

"It's done!"

Old Bai and Fang Chang clenched their fists excitedly.

At this moment they have been waiting for a full three days!

The molten iron fired in this way will become pig iron with high carbon content after cooling. Through repeated heating and cooling, the carbon content can be reduced to between 2% and 1.5%, and the most basic Steel.

As for adding chromium-nickel and other metals to make alloys, it is a bit too difficult for them. Proper steelmaking still requires professional equipment, at least an electric furnace.

In fact, let alone steelmaking, just being able to boil molten iron out of industrial waste is already quite a thing for them with simple production facilities!

"What can we forge?" Old Bai looked at Fang Chang excitedly and asked, "Axe? Knife? Or something else."

Fang Chang also looked happy. , Said after a few seconds of consideration.

"Let’s make the cauldron first!"

"Eating stew every day, I have to eat it!"

Although yesterday’s potatoes The mud is not bad, but I heard from the scrambled egg brother that there is not much soy sauce, and it is no surprise that it is fresh fish soup with pine nuts today.

That stuff is really not new at all, it's full of catfish after a bite.

"Haha, great idea! With an iron pan, you can cook!"

The two hit it off and quickly reached a consensus, and began to use the little yellow mud left over from the bricks. I wondered how to make abrasive tools for making iron pots.

On the other side, in front of the woodworking cabin.

Brother Mosquito, who is sitting at the door with a small bench, is concentrating on the manual work at hand.

I saw him holding a trash can that he did not know where he picked it up from, sealing the trash can with a wooden board, and then chiseling a stainless steel pipe in to make a watering can with a simple structure.

This is not over yet.

He is obviously not satisfied with the inclined sprinkler.

Brother Mosquito then used rosin to seal the joints. The shell of the trash can is equipped with a wooden handle that can be hand-held, and a plastic bottle is used to make a booster similar to a watering can. The hose is folded into an S Type is connected to the back of the trash can.

"Perfect!"

The successfully accomplished brother Mosquito looked at the guy in his hand with a happy expression on his face.

Manual pressurized flamethrower!

As long as you pour wood tar into the barrel, and then insert a igniting tampon into the front water pipe, within a five-meter kill radius, this thing can theoretically become a nightmare for anyone or a different species. ——

Of course, the premise is not to give yourself some points.

In terms of high EQ, the design concept of this thing is somewhat cyberpunk, but Brother Mosquito doesn't think the problem is big, so it will be better to improve it in the future.

tentatively call it "Hellfire 0.1"! I    was wondering where to go, but the mosquito brother who lifts the head suddenly saw him, and the squally wind carrying a plastic bucket was coming towards him.

This guy went fishing early in the morning. It is usually in the afternoon to see others near the nursing home. Didn't expect it is strange today. He will be back less than ten o'clock.

"Oh, so early today?" The mosquito smiled and teased, watching the squally wind coming by, "It's not a trap and it's broken again."

" It has nothing to do with traps," Kuangfeng threw the plastic bucket in his hand on the ground, "What do you think I found?"

"What did I find—" The mosquito was stunned when he saw the contents of the bucket. .

Those are some white stones.

There are some yellow and light brown impurities mixed in.

The stiffness on his face instantly turned into ecstasy.

"Struvite!?"

(End of this chapter)