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Chapter 395 SSSR-level mounts are not too expensive to sell, right?

"You have obtained the authority of the gate... Oh, so the 'traitors' outside are dead."

The rotting wood-like body let out a laugh as sandpaper rubbed against the wall.

The Mother of Death Claw, who was prostrate in the hall, watched the players standing in front of her, and said these words in a relaxed tone.

Surprisingly, although the word "traitor" was used to address that Yongshi, there was not much hatred for betrayal in his voice.

It has lived for over a century, if not longer.In the long river of time, it has seen too many births and deaths, and has already reconciled with the past.

Tail tilted his head and asked incomprehensibly.

"traitor?"

"That was more than a century ago. About our past, it's enough to make a TV series with hundreds of hours... You won't be interested." Mother of Death Claw said in a calm voice.

"If you're referring to the guy calling himself Yong's...I did kill it," Sis continued, glancing at the VM on his arm.

"Also, when I realized, the administrator privileges were already on me... I wonder, is this privilege bound to the VM?"

After she killed Yongshi, a special signal suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the VM. After selecting the connection, the function of connecting to the shelter system was unlocked.

Includes opening and closing hallway doors.

Including the adjustment of the ventilation system in each zone.

Cameras in each room are also included.

It was like a console in an RPG game, so that she once thought she had discovered a bug in the game, and accidentally unlocked the "developer mode".

However, after some trials, she soon discovered that this permission was not as magical as she imagined.

At least not to the level of BUG.

Complicated functions are difficult to fully realize through VM, and may need to be matched with other terminals or auxiliary smart devices with richer UI.

Otherwise, even if you have the permission, you can only perform a few basic operations.

Additionally, permissions can be transferred.

Combined with the task of "obtaining the administrator authority of Vault 79" in the task bar, I think that after obtaining the complete authority, the respected Master Shuguang should take away the administrator authority.

After all, the refuge is the player's public resurrection point in the setting. From this point of view, it is impossible to allow the management authority of the refuge to be in the hands of the player.

However, this wonderful experience still made her feel quite amusing.

To the question of the girl in front of her, Mother of Death Claw answered in a normal tone.

"To be precise, the authority of the shelter is associated with the vital signs, and the vital signs including multi-element cross-validation are the real key... and the VM is just a terminal for you to connect to the shelter system."

"VM, bionic chips... most of the hardware with the function of identifying vital signs can be used as a carrier to connect to the shelter system."

"I see." Sisi nodded thoughtfully, and continued, "Then... will the authority of the refuge be inherited by the person who killed the manager?"

Mother of Death Claw grinned and said.

"You have misunderstood the rules. The correct explanation should be that when the life signal of the authority holder disappears from the signal collection range, and there is no successor, the administrator authority will be inherited by the nearest terminal device holder."

"Your VM is one of the terminals, and your vital signs are recorded on it. Although you are not in the registration list of No. 79 Vault...but in principle, you are a resident of the Vault."

The rules sound like a mouthful.

Still, Sis tried to understand.

To put it simply, if there is no heir, whoever has the closest VM before dying will inherit the authority...

What are the battle royale rules.

Seeing the strange expression in Sisi's eyes, Mother of Death Claw smiled faintly, and continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

"I know what you want to say. Of course, there are loopholes in such a rule. If there is no heir that can be designated, the situation you mentioned will happen... The administrator's authority will be inherited by the person who killed him."

"Although the first-generation refuge manager appointed me as the next manager at the last moment of his life, he did not hand over all the authority to me, perhaps out of distrust of me or other reasons. , but split the authority into many shares, and formulate the inheritance rules of the authority."

"He wants us to decide our own destiny, including whether our experiment should continue."

"However, the irony is that although he made a lot of preparations for a rainy day, the final facts proved that all this was meaningless. His worst fears still happened. Before we can cultivate morally perfect leaders, we must first master The ability to breed demons..."

Having said that, Mother of Death Claw paused, then continued speaking in a soft voice.

"I will hand over the authority of the refuge to you... But before that, can I grant a small wish?"

Although there are more direct ways, such as killing it directly, the mission does not require killing this guy.

Sisi asked bluntly.

"What wish?"

She can satisfy it if it doesn't bother.

"I want to meet your manager, just to satisfy my curiosity, and video calls are also fine...you should be able to do it."

Sisi nodded.

"It's a reasonable request and I'll pass it on to him."

……

"The two-story-tall Deathclaw...it's unbelievable that you killed such an amazing monster? I mean, before you kill it... can't I study it first?"

Vault 404.

The library on the B4 floor—or Chu Guang's office.

When hearing what happened in Vault 79, Heya's eyes widened in surprise.

It's just that the reason for her shock seems to be a little different from that of ordinary women of the same age.

After patiently listening to the complaints of the "League Chief Biologist", Chu Guang closed the file he had just sorted out, and said with a sigh.

"Isn't the evolution body in Qingquan City enough for you to study?"

While the players were attacking the No. 79 shelter, Chu Guang, the planner, was also not idle.

Although he is not on the front line, he has been following up the progress of the players' strategy.

Including the experimental logs recovered by the players, the strategy posts compiled by the players on the forum, the analysis of the plot and the speculation of the experimental accidents, etc., he asked Xiaoqi to help organize and make them into files, which are divided into electronic files and Paper files are stored on Vault 404's servers and library.

Although the plan failed in the end, it was after all an attempt by people of that era to save the nation.

After all this is over, and the decaying civilization has entered a new era, he will send these archives and records to the museum for future generations to evaluate.

Regarding Chu Guang's statement, He Ya said bluntly.

"Of course not enough! The slime mold's mutation is not an isolated process, but a common result of the interaction with the outside world. The evolutionary body is only a subset of the entire huge system, and more clues are needed to understand the entire system... "

Listening to Heya's chatter, Chu Guang pinched the center of his brows, feeling a little headache.

Since coming to this world.

He increasingly felt that the nine-year compulsory education and 3+4 years of higher education he received were not enough.

"Sorry, I don't understand... Can you make it simpler?"

Stopping the conversation, Heya sighed softly, and continued after a short pause.

"...In short, the research on heterogeneous non-slime molds and the research on variant slime molds can promote each other... Can you understand me?"

Although there are still some half-knowledge, but it is much better than before.

Looking at Chu Guang who nodded thoughtfully, He Ya couldn't help complaining again.

"...However, such a perfect research sample, a living fossil that has lived for more than a century, is placed in front of you, and you actually killed it."

Such a waste!

It's just a waste of money!

Seeing Heya with an indignant face, Chu Guang smiled lightly and continued.

"That guy is too dangerous. It may be useful to keep it, but we can't afford the risk of it getting out of control, so I ordered it to be disposed of."

After a pause, he continued.

"As for the research sample you mentioned, there's no need to worry about that. We just killed the uncontrolled mother, and the other one is in Vault 79."

He Ya's eyes instantly lit up like a lamp, and she put her hands on the table suddenly.

"real?!"

Looking at Heya with piercing eyes, Chu Guang moved back slightly, nodded slightly and said.

"Hmm... Moreover, its identity is beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that the Great Horned Deer God really existed. I always thought it was just a legend."

The manager of Vault 79 turned out to be the spiritual pillar of the wastelanders in River Valley Province.

This may sound strange, but it is not difficult to understand.

In the eyes of the clones being studied, the group of researchers who "transferred their consciousness to Death Claw" and "can control their life and death at will" are not gods?
The "gods" tried to create an "emperor" among them, constantly sending disasters to eliminate weak individuals, and allowing individuals who passed the environmental screening to continue to reproduce, so as to promote the continuous evolution of their groups... If you use religious narratives Style, this evil experiment can be read entirely in mythology.

Later, some clones and experimental samples escaped with that "Yongshi", and naturally brought this memory and their genes outside together, and passed it down from generation to generation...

Thinking of this, Chu Guang's expression suddenly became a little weird.

Since the legend of the "Big Horned Deer God" can be traced back to an experiment in a shelter...

Could the "Spirit of the Sand Sea" in Luoxia Province be related to some unknown secret experiment?

The more Chu Guang thought about it, the more he realized it was possible.

It seems that it is necessary to organize a group of folklorists to collect those strange rumors in the wasteland.

It is impossible to tell which inadvertent clue hides an unimaginably large fish.

When Chu Guang was thinking about which tavern to arrange this new NPC, He Ya was staring at him with piercing eyes, and continued to talk.

"...I'm planning to go to Vault 79! Have you obtained the authority there? Authorize it to me!"

Chu Guang: "I haven't got it completely yet, but it's just a matter of going through a process... I'll go with you, just as I have something to deal with there."

He Ya smiled slightly and said, "Okay! By the way, what are you going to do with that shelter after dealing with the matter over there?"

Chu Guang thought for a moment and replied.

"...I haven't thought about it yet, I have to see what's good there before I talk about it."

Heya said happily.

"If you don't know how to arrange it, you can give it to me as a laboratory. In addition to death claws, other alien species there are also quite good research materials! During this time, I happened to train a few researchers with good quality. I plan to use them Sent there for an internship..."

Hearing this suggestion, Chu Guang's eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea, I'll consider it!"

Although the specifics of Vault 79 are unknown, according to Yong, the energy stored there is enough to run the Vault for five centuries.

Compared to the pitiful energy reserve of Vault 404, the reserve of Vault 79 can be described with the word "inhumane".

Closing the facility can recycle the nuclear fuel in it, and if the shelter continues to operate, it can be used as a biological research facility and a resurrection point for players.

Is it "energy coin +10086", or "sociology +10, resurrection point +1".

Chu Guang just thought for a while, and chose the latter without hesitation.

At present, he still has a fuel rod in his hand that has not been used, but there is not much shortage of fuel rods for the shelter.

And the research facility in the refuge, as well as the resurrection point to recruit more players, are exactly what he needs!

Not only that, the death claws cultivated in Vault 79 can also be used as a good "biological vehicle".

It can both drive and fight, and it is quite resistant to fighting, which can be said to be very easy to use!

Combined with the relevant technology recovered from No. 401 shelter, the blue coats rescued by the players from the East District of Qingquan City have successfully reversed the "spiritual interference device" of the Church of the Torch, and the supporting "nerve connection equipment" can be recovered from No. 117 shelter black box production.

Although mass production cannot be achieved, limited production is not a big problem.

Put one on the neck of Death Claw, domesticating it into a mount is not a big problem!
The "Nicole" tethered in the park is the best example. Chu Guang rides it every time he goes to the East District of Qingquan City, and he rides it in power armor.

Facts have proved that the claws of death can be domesticated by technological means.

Combined with the research data on Death Claws kept in Vault 79, maybe he can ask Heya to help him research a large lizard that is more suitable for riding.

Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

Such a powerful and unbalanced "SRRR mount"...

Wouldn't it be too cheap to sell [-] silver coins for a buyout price?
Sure enough, it was sold by the catty!
……

Ruigu City, Fallen Leaves Camp.

When the battlefield atmosphere team dragged a board, dragged the head of Death Claw, and returned to the camp in the afterglow of dusk, both the legionnaires on duty at the gate and the survivors in the camp were stunned.

He was covered in blood, like a ghost crawling out of hell, with a hemp rope in his right hand, draped over his shoulders, and a bloody ax in his left hand—this was bought from Sisi at a high price of 20 silver coins of.

He threw the ax and the rope on the ground, looked carelessly at the several sentries waiting at the door, and said nonsense with a nonchalant expression.

"Death Claw—"

"I killed!"

He really wanted to say some nasty words, but his words were too watery, so he could only say a few words.

A murmur of whispers spread from the door.

The soldiers in black robes stared at him suspiciously, with disbelief in their eyes.

But the Warfield guys didn't care about their eyes.

Before returning, he purposely found a mutated hyena, threw away his weapon, and had a bare-handed fight with the beast, with many bumps and scratches on his body.

He doesn't need to make up the lie so perfectly, he just needs to play a taciturn hunk and act like that.

As for the rest.

These people will naturally make up for him.

In the camp not far away, the survivors circled around the gate and cast their eyes on him.

The expressions on people's faces were different, some were envious, some were jealous, and some whistled and couldn't help but applaud him.

It was a monster that even the centurions of the legion could not do anything about.

They were actually solved by a wastelander with the same background as them!
In the crowd not far away, the battlefield atmosphere group saw many familiar faces.

Including the apprentice who peeled potatoes with him before, the young team member who got lost halfway, and the only Li Ba who he could name.

At this time, probably noticing the commotion at the gate of the camp, the person in charge here, Kerway, walked out of the camp.

"What are you all doing here? Are you done?"

As soon as the whip sounded, the survivors blocking the door immediately dispersed.

Carrying a whip and walking to the gate of the camp, Kerway saw the "pangolin" covered in blood and looked like a man, and then glanced at the head on the wooden board next to him, with a surprised expression on his face.

The calf-sized head was too shocking, especially the ferocious face like a ghost. It must have endured too much pain that life could not bear before dying.

The gate of the camp was quiet for 5 minutes.

Kerway, who seemed to have been petrified, finally came back to his senses, fixed his eyes on the battlefield atmosphere group, and squeezed out a word from his throat.

"Did you do it?"

The Zhandi guy nodded without blushing.

"That's right!"

Although not all of it was done by him, he also contributed to the DPS!

Rounding it up, it means that there is nothing wrong with him doing it.

Although Kerway was skeptical in his heart, he couldn't think of any reason to be skeptical looking at this guy's blood-soaked appearance.It's just that he couldn't believe that the monster that caused him to lose more than a dozen of his subordinates was actually killed by the native in front of him.

"I will report your achievements, you go to the river next to you to clean up the blood on your body..."

As he spoke, Kerway looked at the sentinel at the side, and pointed at the hunter with his chin.

"Give him a bar of soap."

The sentinel with the rifle on his back stood at attention and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

……

It only took a few minutes to smear the blood on his body, but it took more than an hour to wash it off. The field guy found that he was struggling, but he couldn't do without it.

He slashed at the neck directly, the scales were smashed like a dog gnawed on it, if there was no blood on his body, it would be suspicious!
After finally cleaning up the sticky blood on his body, the sky has completely darkened.

While walking in the direction of the camp, the Zhandi guy organized the language in his mind, thinking about how to brag later.

Just then, a soldier in a black robe walked up to him.

"You are the pangolin."

The Zhandi guy was stunned for two seconds before he came back to his senses, and said immediately.

"Yes what's the matter?"

The black-robed soldier continued.

"Come with me."

Although the Zhandi guy was confused, it was useless to think too much at this time, so he could only follow behind that person.

Seeing the soldier lead him out of the camp and walk towards the depths of the woods, the Zhandi guy couldn't help muttering in his heart.

That Colway...

Could it be that he wants to keep his mouth shut and take the credit for himself?

It can't be such a dog!
Just when he was thinking wildly, a shadowy campfire appeared not far away, and there was another camp behind the forest.

Unlike the Fallen Leaves Camp, here, whether they are on duty or on patrol, they are all soldiers in black robes and heavy armor.

no doubt--

This is where the Legion Space Marines are stationed!
Surprised, the battlefield atmosphere group continued to move forward with the soldier, passing through the guard post at the gate of the camp, while silently observing the deployment of the camp.

Soon the two came to the center of the camp, where an elevator stopped.

"Go up."

Hearing the voice of the black-robed soldier, the Zhandi guy obediently stood on the elevator, but his heart kept screaming excitedly.

Good guy!
Is this to invite yourself into the "crystal"? !
Before he could think about it, the elevator had already started.

Under the traction of several iron chains, the platform slowly rose, approaching the towering steel fortress little by little until it was completely inside.

At the end of the elevator is a hall, the space here is unbelievably spacious, the overall layout is somewhat similar to the U-shaped port where the submarine is parked, and the rolling doors next to it should be a garage or something.

The Zhandi guy looked around in surprise, wishing he could take a picture of everything in front of him and post it on the forum on the spot to share the shock in his heart with netizens.

Unfortunately, let alone a camera tool, he doesn't even have a VM.

Two soldiers came over and searched him, and touched him twice from head to toe before letting him pass through the airlock in the buffer room.

After passing through several doors and passing through several corridors, he was brought to a luxuriously decorated room with a red carpet.

Many people are standing here.

And there was only one sitting.

There is no doubt about the identity of that person. It is the captain of the Iron Heart that the soldiers of the legion are talking about - General McLenne.

The field guy quietly looked at him twice.

This person is estimated to be in his early 40s, with sharp facial features, a raised nose bridge, a powerful figure, and eyes like an eagle catching chickens. Although he is in a high position, he has not neglected exercise.

Maybe it's still an awakener!
Just as the field guy was secretly looking at the man sitting on the chair, the man was also looking at him.

With a look of interest in his eyes, General McClenn said.

"Are you a pangolin?"

"Yes, my lord."

The battlefield atmosphere group responded, but was thinking in his heart.

If I come to Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin and directly decapitate the person in front of me, will the expansion pack end before it even started?
but……

This is probably a bit difficult.

Although he is an awakener, he is not as fast as a bullet after all.

Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate, not to mention that there are at least a dozen guns hidden here, enough to beat himself into a sieve in a few seconds.

It would be nice to have an exoskeleton...

General McLennan stared at the honest and taciturn native hunter in front of him, and continued with interest.

"Tell me, how did you kill this monster."

"...Your shells wounded it, I trapped it, poked its eyes blind, bled it, and cut off its head." Reply.

Although the narration was very sloppy, McLennan did not expect the natives in the barbaric land to spit out lotus flowers and make up stories like bards.

With a nod of approval, he said.

"Yes, a warrior."

"Starting today, you will be the first centurion of the retinue army, and your subordinates will be promoted to ten commanders... You can go back later and tell them the good news."

Speaking in a flat tone, General McClenn then looked aside.

"Also, the reward I mentioned."

After the words fell, a sergeant walked in with a chain in his hand, leading 10 slaves.

They were barefoot, wearing single clothes, with different hair colors, heights, fats and thins, and their appearances could be called pretty.

The exotic face was clearly not a survivor living nearby, but more like the Legion had brought it from elsewhere.

Like in the desert.

The Zhandi guy was slightly stunned, and his heart was greatly shocked.

He thought that the dog plan would reward him with 10 strong and strong men, but he didn't expect to test himself with this kind of sugar-coated cannonball.

In other words, is this content that can be experienced without spending money?

General McLennan admired the bumpkin-like expression of the native in front of him with satisfaction.

He doesn't care that his subordinates are greedy for money or lustful, it's better to say that talents with shortcomings are easier to manage.

If it was the kind of person who was not interested in wealth or women, he would instead wonder if that person had any other intentions.

After all, there are only two possibilities for that kind of person, either a saint who is completely out of low-level tastes, or has ambitions far beyond ordinary people.

"I mean what I say, they are yours."

Seeing that Kerway winked at him, the Zhandi immediately lowered his head and replied in a deep voice.

"Thank you sir!"

The meeting was only a short 10 minutes.

Although he was very interested in the native hunter who killed Deathclaw, for General McLennan, this was just a sideshow during the expedition.

If that native really had the talent to lead troops to fight, he wouldn't mind promoting him to be the commander in chief of the retinue army.

After letting the "pangolin" go down, General McCollen looked at Coleway and said with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"It seems that not all the aborigines here are useless. Occasionally, you can still see one or two capable guys."

"Discover more talents like this."

"We need to foster our own forces in the southern part of the River Valley Province. These people are good seedlings worth cultivating."

Kerway lowered his head, and said respectfully.

"Yes!"
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