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Chapter 282 Even Screenshots of the Game Cost Money? !
Outpost, west gate.

Inside a wooden barn.

A behemoth was lying on the ground, its huge tail curled up in a ball, and its amber pupils were idly cruising around.

As long as it is a wastelander born and raised on this continent, whether it is an awakened person or an ordinary person, they will instinctively feel afraid when they see this guy, and they will spontaneously feel the power of the strong who can defeat and subdue this thing. Inner admiration.

As one of the existences at the top of the food chain in the wasteland, whether it is strength, speed, concealment or physique, Deathclaw is definitely a T1 or even T0 existence.

How strong it is to be able to restrain this thing with a few chains and a collar!
but……

This deathclaw has obviously been fed a little bit of salty fish, the fierceness in its eyes has obviously been replaced by laziness, and its temper is not as irritable as it was before it came here.

What's the use of being fierce?
Most people here are not very afraid of it.

Especially the human being dressed in iron lumps.

Every time I feed it, a strong aura will be emitted from its body, making it feel...fear from the bottom of its heart?
Deathclaw's IQ is not high, but only relative to humans.

Compared with small animals such as hyenas, jackals, and brown bears, it is still smarter, and its mind can reach the level of primate cubs.

It is precisely because of this that the feeling of fear brought to it is particularly obvious.

Whenever it showed unfriendly behavior or even just a demeanor, the feeling of being frozen in the brain would make it unable to resist stiff limbs and trembling.

On the other hand, if it is docile and obedient enough, the man will feed it a few more mice or hyenas.

Over time, it has figured out a new way of survival.

Recently, that human has played some new tricks. Every time it feeds, it will call out "Nicole". Happy to reward it.

Who cares?

Maybe it's the human's name.

Nicole doesn't care much about things that she can't understand. For it that has abandoned its wildness, eating and taking a nap is all it needs.

Crouching on the ground, it closed its eyes, planning to take a nap before lunch.

However, at this moment, a group of noisy voices disturbed its sleep.

Nicole opened her eyes, only to see a little bug followed by several blue coats, walking towards her noisily.

While walking forward, Mr. Garbage bragged to a few friends of Niumaqun.

"...Don't brag or criticize, I feel that I am a strong group now! Let alone a mere death bug, I can slap the brood to death with a slap!"

Ye Shi suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of which, when did the lizard's Q period come?"

Lao Bai thought for a while and said.

"It seems to be spring."

Quit smoking and ask curiously.

"Do you think that death claw will court the trash king?"

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes rubbed his chin in thought.

"Maybe it will, after all, this guy is hanging up."

Everyone is unanimously optimistic about this pair, only the garbage gentleman clicks his tongue.

"You people, your thoughts are really dirty! You can't be purer if you play a game and CPDD every day!"

Ye Shi said with a hippie smile.

"Okay, okay, I don't have a little brother, so I'm so tough when I speak."

Being poked at the sore spot, the trash king glared at him angrily.

"Fuck off!"

Of course, the garbage gentleman who came here is not for courtship.

Although he has the body of a lizard, he is still a human being in spirit, and being close to reptiles is somewhat too harsh.

What's more, it doesn't have that thing either.

Alien sequences, whether they are lizards or mice, are all "eunuchs" without exception.Maybe it was too curious, so the operator simply didn't build the model that he should have.

But in Jun Jun's view, this is not an important thing at all.

games.

Being strong is enough, nothing else matters!

How to prove your strength?
For lizards, the most direct way is of course to gain the recognition of the same kind, especially the females of the same kind.

Amber pupils looked over from the wooden shed.

Seeing that beast noticed him, Mr. Garbage held his breath, stared at it, and released his "aura".

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, just stared at each other for about half a minute.

Nicole, who was crouching in the wooden shed, didn't know if she understood what he meant, she let out a snort with a sneer, and blew a few straws and landed at Junk Jun's feet.

The huge tail changed direction, and the amber pupils closed casually, ignoring it.

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

Unable to hold back the smoking cessation, he burst out laughing.

Although the rest of the people didn't smile, they also had subtle expressions on their faces.

Jun Jun's face turned red, and he justified himself.

"It might be sleepy."

"Okay, forget about the garbage man," Fang Chang patted his tail distressedly, "Let's go to Yuanxi Town to collect materials, good boy."

With the help of the food taster Lao Na, recently Tomato Scrambled Eggs developed a treatment method for monster meat.

As long as you sprinkle some buffalo grass powder when marinating, you can get rid of the unpleasant smell of blood and make the monster meat less unpalatable.

Fry until golden on both sides and sprinkle some gin and chopped croissants. Not only is it delicious, but it can also provide a BUFF bonus of "5% metabolism, 7% constitution".

Because the taste is similar to beef, and it can provide BUFF bonuses, the hunter union's hunting needs for monsters have suddenly increased recently.

Feng Feng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"I've heard that female lizards raise their tails when courting."

Quit smoking: "Does that mean you didn't like it?"

Tomato scrambled eggs asked with great interest.

"Where's the male lizard?"

Gale: "I remember wagging the tail."

The most educated person here is Professor Feng.

Ye Shi suddenly smiled wickedly, and looked at Mr. Garbage.

"Brother, how about... let's try?"

Garbage gentleman: "Go away!"

It was embarrassing to try.

Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if you couldn't try it!
Although the attribute is only 3, he is not stupid!

Kuangfeng pinched his chin in thought, then suddenly spoke.

"By the way, there is actually one thing that I have always been concerned about."

He searched for information about lizards for several hours yesterday, but he couldn't figure it out.

Being watched by Professor Kuangfeng, Garbage Lord always has an ominous feeling.

This guy is targeting him a bit today...

"...What do you care about?"

"I remember before... Didn't you tell me that you have four points of intelligence? You haven't awakened at that time, have you?" Kuang Feng wondered, "Why did it decrease after awakening?"

Quit Smoking looked at Mr. Garbage in surprise.

"And this thing?"

Mr. Garbage gave a dry cough, and subtly moved his gaze away.

"Don't worry about these details... Don't you want to go to Yuanxi Town? Let's go, you won't be able to catch the bus if you're late."

"There are 0 attribute points from LV9 to LV9, and I haven't increased my intelligence at all. I guess I'm too embarrassed to say it." Fang Chang patted Fengfeng's shoulder, sighed, and said, "Understand."

Junk Jun: "&@%￥!"

……

Three days have passed since the end of the wave.

The spore cloud gathered in the northern suburbs is receding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the morale of the survivors in the northern suburbs has reached an unprecedented height.

This kind of morale is not obvious in the players.

After all, they have saved the world countless times in other games such as Azeroth, Skyrim Province or Hyrule Continent.

A city is too small for them.

Brood?

Evolved body?
It's just a LV10~20 main storyline boss, that's all.

However, for the survivors living in Qingquan City—especially the northern suburbs, overcoming the tide has a completely different meaning.

In the eyes of the vast majority of survivors in Qingquan City, the wave is something that Boulder City can only deal with.

When the gray-green fog filled the air, the vast majority of people could only choose to avoid dangerous urban areas, or reduce travel, curl up at home and pray, praying for the wave to end as soon as possible.

Those blue coats from Vault 404 did something they didn't even dare to think about, and even solved the wave faster than Boulder City!

The megalomaniacs who live behind the walls?
Nothing but!
……

Inside the outpost, it was full of lights and festoons at the moment, and it was lively like a festival.

Since the Spring Festival and the new version are coming soon, and the previous victory has not had time to celebrate, Chu Guang decided to celebrate three things together, and set the celebration on the first day of the B-round test launch.

Culinary delights are a traditional preserve of Vault 404.

The same goes for this celebration.

Food that has been recognized by players, NPCs, and managers can not only enter the Hall of Fame exclusive to chefs with their teammates, but also have the opportunity to see their own works in the NPC store and get rich event points.

Many professional combat players went to Changjiu Farm early in the morning, waiting in line for the shuttle bus to Yuanxi Town, and couldn't wait to get back with magical animals.

Life professional players are not idle either. Some go fishing, some go mushroom picking, and some go to the fields to catch toads. The whole forum is full of rustic atmosphere.

Especially now that the number of ear-mounted camera equipment is gradually increasing, the number of shelters has reached 200, and Chu Guang has opened them up for players to buy.

As long as the contribution point reaches the middle citizen and pays 500 silver coins, the "game screenshot" + "instant messaging" function can be unlocked from the manager assistant Xiaoqi.

After owning the headset, not only can you communicate remotely with players in the VM friend list, but you can also synchronize "compliant" photos to the forum account.

Many cloud players on the forum also feasted their eyes and saw many magical animals that did not exist in reality.

In addition to the players who caught the ingredients by themselves, some players set their sights on the trading post of Changjiu Farm and the passing merchants.

Traders from foreign countries occasionally brought special products from neighboring provinces, such as dried lizards, canned fruits and sugar from Jinchuan province in the south, or sawtooth tiger meat, yak milk and colorful mineral salt in the north.

These merchants are very satisfied with the products of Changjiu Farm, especially those exquisitely crafted copper-cased bullets. They often only need two or three magazines to exchange for a whole box of hundreds of kilograms of goods from them.

And those bullets are just mass-produced on the assembly line, and the cost can scare these wastelanders to death.

In addition to food, the players did not forget to change their hometown to a New Year's skin.

In particular, the life professional players who are mainly active in the outpost base consciously pasted festive paper-cuts on the buildings around the quality square.

Not only that, they also posted very creative couplets on the doors of NPC offices such as nursing homes, weapon stores, warehouses, banks, hunter unions, etc.

Standing at the door of the weapons store, looking at the red paper hanging at the door, Boss Xia's face was full of strange expressions.

"What's written on it?" She asked Chu Guang, who was looking aside.

"The face swelled, the meat swelled, the mushrooms swelled and swelled. Thankfully, the weapons didn't swell. The horizontal comment: version conscience...haha, these people are interesting."

While thinking about it, Chu Guang couldn't help laughing out loud.

The battle is not neat.

But it also has the style of the players.

If these sand sculpture netizens could come up with serious couplets, Chu Guang would be surprised.

"...?"

Xia Yan was at a loss when he heard it, but Chu Guang read it out. These players were planning to give out silver coins indiscriminately.

but……

What does this have to do with me?

Your connotation is Ah Guang, what does it have to do with me, Shuguang?
As we all know, in order to take care of the experience of new players, any online game has a version catch-up mechanism, and "value expansion" is just one of the countless cards in the hands of the planner.

However, Chu Guang's starting point for printing money is different from the planning of other games. He printed money in a planned way based on the total production value of players and NPCs to balance the income of different groups.

Thanks to the supercomputer with unknown computing power buried under the shelter, and the unlimited production of VM equipment in the black box.

Without these two black technologies and Xiaoqi's help, it would be impossible to finish these tasks with just a few words.

Chu Guang roughly calculated that at least 10% or even 20% of the labor force needs to be transformed into administrative personnel in order to barely maintain the operation of this management system.

To describe it in the terms of a business simulation game, due to the "future municipal" technology of Vault 404, the administrator only needs less than 150 grassroots administrative personnel who have only received secondary or even elementary education, and can maintain nearly 2000 The permanent population and the "smiley face" of 1500 players.

Who dares to say that Vault 404 does not have black technology?

The only thing that this black technology is a little bit worse than controllable fusion is that it is not too strong, and it is a little weaker.

Xiaoyu standing aside curiously recognized the words on the couplet.

Chu Guang looked at her and said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, don't you have Spring Festival?"

The little fish turned his head into a small windmill.

"No!"

Chu Guang vaguely remembered that Xiaoyu had told him before.

Only the birthdays of the ex-mayor and his children will be celebrated in Beit Street, and most of them call people in the town to do free labor and receive gift money, so no one likes celebrations.

It is like a dream for Xiaoyu to be able to gather together to celebrate the same happy event like now.

"...At this time of the year, there will always be bang bang bang bang in the south, sometimes all night." Xiaoyu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with an idea, "It's like thunder!"

The south...it should be near the West Third Ring Road?
You can't hear it in Linghu Wetland Park, but if you are on Beit Street, you should be able to hear the sound of the guns coming from there.

Chu Guang asked curiously.

"How long does it usually last?"

"It will be over in a week if it is fast, it may be a month if it is slow." After thinking for a while, Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, and said with certainty, "This year should be relatively late. Xiaoyu has never seen such a thing in the northern suburbs." Big fog!"

As long as she came out of the shelter a few days ago, she wore a gas mask.

But it suffocated her.

It's never been this serious before.

Chu Guang nodded, thoughtfully.

"It seems that the spread of spores is regional..."

……

Although the tide in the northern suburbs has ebbed ahead of schedule, there are still a lot of things waiting for Chu Guang to do.

Because Beijiao miraculously solved the crisis of the tide in front of Boulder City, coupled with the active activities of Shuyu sent by Chu Guang to Boulder City, many merchants from Boulder City have been attracted recently The cattle are driven to the northern suburbs.

The north gate of Qingquan City, which "faces the wilderness", has never been so lively.

Especially when those merchants discovered that the "artwork" in the Queen of the Night bar was actually produced here, they all went crazy instantly.

In addition to the three treasures of artwork, devil silk and spiritual leaves that satisfy the curiosity of LSPs, there are also many other good things here.

For example, Didiwei nutrition cream was almost sold out by the merchants in Boulder City!

According to the current exchange rate, the wholesale price of 299 silver coins per ton is less than 150 chips. Compared with the ex-factory price of 300 chips per ton at Weijia Commercial Bank, what is the difference between buying here and picking it up for nothing?

And not only is it cheap, but the quality is not bad at all.

At the beginning, the factory director, Dittweil, planned to form a caravan by himself and sell the goods to Boulder City, but later found that this operation was completely redundant.

His cost has been reduced to around 140 silver coins per ton, and the influx of orders has been queued for three months. He only needs to work hard to produce more than double the profit, so why bother?

With that silver coin, it is better to invest in a few more hunting teams to sweep the buildings on the edge of the Fifth Ring Road. The income from scavenging can completely balance the expenditure on ammunition.

It's done!

Such a huge profit made even Liszt jealous.

KV-1 exoskeleton and solid-state hydrogen batteries make money, but the gross profit rate is really not as good as that of humble stuff like nutrition cream.

Gangs in the slums at the gates of Boulder will buy it, and farmers to the south will buy it in bulk.

200g can make people not hungry, double the amount can make people full, it is perfect for feeding slaves and livestock.

In addition to artworks and nutrient creams that are sold out, there are also mosquito gas masks, bicycles and helmets from No. 81 Steel Plant, disinfectant from chemical plants, and some cheap and useful gadgets.

The LD-47 sickle assault rifle is not very popular with the merchants in Boulder City, but it does not prevent the mercenaries from loving it.

Low failure rate, easy maintenance, and powerful enough.

Coupled with the biggest advantage of being cheap, it was enough for them to open their wallets, exchange the chips into silver coins, and then take the silver coins to Boss Xia's to spend.

Apart from the big bosses who opened the factory, the most exciting ones were undoubtedly those professional players on North Street.

Few of the mercenaries who followed Liszt's caravan from Boulder City spent money at their stalls.

However, recently, these mercenaries from Boulder City seem to have suddenly become rich, and it is surprising that they spend so much money.

Even if ramen has risen from 5 silver coins to 6 silver coins, some people have paid for it.

The 4 silver coins a bowl of mushroom soup is also well received. It is fragrant and delicious, and the most important thing is that the proprietress is beautiful and speaks nicely.

These merchants and mercenaries from afar not only stimulated a wave of consumption, but also brought a lot of good things produced in Boulder City.

These merchants peddle everything from weapons to daily necessities.

In fact, Boulder City, as an old large-scale survivor settlement that completed industrialization a long time ago, has a much stronger industrial capacity than Shelter 404.

The local development model largely draws on the ideal city of enterprises, which can be seen from the "ship and cargo worship" of the upper class in the inner city to the whole field of ideal city, from culture to commodities.

The design of the KV-1 exoskeleton is modeled after the Miner series, and the Drone X-2 assault rifle is modeled after the Black Swan G9 assault rifle. They have imitated the "inheritors" of the East Coast in many fields.

The factory in Boulder City can't produce metallic hydrogen, but it can produce sub-two-stage solid hydrogen. It can't produce the fusion engine that drives the land fortress, but it can make the engine for boiling water compact and cheap.

Chu Guang admitted that there is a big gap between the survivor settlements in the northern suburbs and Jushicheng in terms of population and industrial capacity. When the two sides communicate and understand each other to a certain extent, friction may be inevitable.

But even if the relationship deteriorates to the point of full-scale war, it is not a matter of a day or two.

Even if they fight tomorrow, it won't prevent him from picking up their wool today.

In order to protect the local industry and increase exports, Chu Guang adjusted the exchange rate of silver coins to chips from 1:2 to 2:1 when he let Liszt come in to set up a factory, and also restricted the foreign exchange quota of individuals and enterprises .

In this way, players will find that buying the KV-1 exoskeleton from the NPC store will be much cheaper than going to Boulder City to buy imported goods.

In the same way, exporting products from the northern suburbs to Boulder City will be much more profitable than simply dragging them to the market to sell them.

"I've never seen so many chips."

Warehouse at the outpost.

Looking at the pile of colorful chips in the box, old Charlie let out a heartfelt sigh.

Although he is also the blue coat of the shelter, he has already gotten used to the local life after living in Qingquan City for so many years.

With such a large pile of valuable things in front of him, it is impossible to say that there is no feeling of shock at all.

Chu Guang smiled lightly and said.

"Don't you have the old leech?"

Charlie knew who Chu Guang was talking about, and said softly.

"He's just in the category of the average rich guy."

There are many denominations of chips in Boulder City, the most common is white, and it is also the most widely circulated currency outside of Boulder City.

In addition, there are 5 denominations of bright red, 25 denominations of green, and 100 denominations of black.

No matter how large the denomination chips are, you can usually only see them in the inner city, but most of the people there use credit card transactions, and rarely put chips larger than 100 denominations in their pockets to show off.

It can't be used as change, and few people can change it.

He had seen the vault of the former mayor, and the same guy had three of them, but most of them were the cheapest white chips.

Unlike in this box, even the black ones can be seen.

Chu Guang asked with a smile.

"Is this money enough to become a rich man in Boulder City?"

Charlie thought about it and gave a rigorous answer.

"...I've only been there a few times, but if it's the kind of luxury life I understand, it should be more than enough."

Chu Guang smiled and said nothing.

After a pause, he cleared his throat.

"I plan to set up a trade union and organize some caravans to trade with other survivor settlements. While expanding our territory of influence, I also want to find something for my players...I mean the residents to find something to do."

Old Charlie nodded.

"It's a good idea."

Although the second half of the sentence sounds strange, he agrees with the first part.

At this stage of the development of the northern suburbs, it is not enough to just expand the territory of the territory, and there are not so many people to open up those lands.

It is not just an economic issue. Only with sufficient regional influence can the northern suburbs gain population and resources for further development.

Chu Guang looked at old Charlie and continued.

"Your knowledge and places you have been to are probably the most among the people I know."

"This job."

"I'm going to leave it to you to do it!"

(End of this chapter)