Chapter 11: Chapter 11. Daily tasks

"Generator? You ask what that thing does."

In the present world, the canteen of Golden Age University.

Looking at Professor Charles ( 8th Level Gale ) who was sitting across the dining table and asking sincere questions, Professor Delmar Basil stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

He didn't know much about Professor Charles, he only knew that he was from the Department of Physics, and he was about the same age as himself, around 30 years old.

I can’t remember when I added him on my 'Moongram', and I haven’t chatted with each other since I added it. I am from the Institute of Engineering Management, and I have nothing to do with him at work.

But just today, he suddenly received an invitation from Professor Charles, and made an appointment for lunch in the cafeteria, saying that he wanted to ask him about something. To be honest, when Professor Delmar saw the word 'ask for advice', he thought it was a matter of the subject, but after the appointment, he did not expect him to ask such a strange question.

The topic continued in an atmosphere of small talk.

Charles explained, "...I recently read a novel about the end of the world. I want to know how the survivors can solve the power problem if a similar situation really happens?"

"What is more real in the novel? It depends on how the author writes it." Professor Delmar said with a smile. "Days after the end of the world."

He also likes to read novels, but what he reads are all cultivating immortals or other Chinese xianxia system type novels with good translation, and he rarely reads themes about the end of the world. In other words, he really never thought that one day he would discuss the content of the novel in such a serious manner with his colleagues in the university.

"In terms of setting, it is two hundred years after the nuclear war."

"Two hundred years? Nuclear war?" Professor Delmar was stunned for a moment, then hesitated, "I'm afraid it's a little troublesome. Unprotected electronic equipment will be damaged by the electromagnetic pulse generated by the nuclear explosion, and the more sophisticated the instrument, the harder it is to survive. "

"Is there a way?" Charles frowned.

"Yes, there are. For example, spare diesel generators can be found in general residential properties or restaurants. This is not a very sophisticated equipment, but two hundred years... It must have been searched by people. And even if it has not been searched , without maintenance for a long time, 80% of the parts inside must be aging. And the fuel is also a problem, two hundred years after the end of the world... you can't expect to find gasoline in the gas station."

Delmar rubbed his chin, thought for a moment and continued.

"But it's not completely impossible."

"What way?" Charles asked immediately.

"Typically every car has a recyclable alternator on it, just get the rotors spinning and it produces a stable 12V DC, a fix should work. Smaller scale power generation, like lighting or something, 12V It's enough. If you can find an inverter, it's not impossible to convert DC power into 240V AC power... By the way, is it necessary to take notes?"

Looking at Charles who took out a small notebook and took notes seriously, Delmar looked confused.

Reading novels, why does it felt like it more then just curioucity, Delmar thought with frown.

Pushing down his glasses, Charles said as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, please continue."

Delmar: "..."

He always heard people say that all the people in the museum are freaks, and he still thinks it is a stereotype.Now, he is a little bit convinced.

...

Wasteland.

Shelter No.404.

Lucius slept on the floor in the residential hall, and woke up at four o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pop-up window that popped up from the system.

【 Congratulations to the host, unlock the achievement 'Novice Guide' ( The player has been online for more than 8 hours on the first day of login ) 】

【 Reward: +10 reward points 】

And this good thing? When I wake up, I can smoke the blind box again, Wow, this is nice.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lucius turned on the system and selected the [Manager Allowance] subpage in the interface.

After hesitating between the primary blind box worth 1 reward point and the intermediate blind box worth 10 reward points, Lucius finally pressed all his "chips" on the buttons of the intermediate blind box, while praying silently in his heart.

I beg you. Please give me something nice.

Light blue light flickers.

Under Lucius's nervous gaze, the alloy door on the wall of the resident hall opened, and a plastic-packaged syringe appeared on the platform.

【 Muscle Cell Strengthening Injection: (Small permanent increase in muscle strength, the interval between use is 24 hours, and the effect of repeated use will decrease) 】

"Permanently increase muscle strength?"

This thing is a good thing!

Without hesitation, Lucius immediately tore open the outer package and took off the needle cap, but unexpectedly, the needle was not seen.

By the way, how to use this thing?

After hesitating for a while, Lucius stuck the head of the needle on his arm, and pressed the suspected switch button on the tail. The arm felt like it was stung by something, and then...

There's no after that.

"Is this the end?"

Lucius was a little dazed. He waved his fist, but he didn't feel any obvious changes in his body.

Is it expired?

After all, it was something two hundred years ago...

Out of caution, Lucius still did a physical examination for himself. And when he got the test results, the confusion in his heart was finally answered.

【 ID: Lucius

Genetic Sequences: Managers

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Level: LV.5

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 9

Dexterity: 6

Constitution: 7

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6 】

"The progress of the genetic development has not changed, and the strength and physique have increased by 1 point respectively... Hey, there is something!"

Under normal circumstances, if a 20-year-old adult male does not receive special training, his strength and physique are usually 5 points, and the number 5 is also the benchmark value of various attributes. In other words, the strength and physique of this 1 point is equivalent to 20% of the physical fitness of a normal adult male.

Lucius is now only 1 point short of the strength attribute, and he can have twice the strength of a normal adult male.

Looking at the updated attribute panel, Lucius wondered whether he should do a few push-ups, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that a new task had been updated in the 【 Manager's Log 】. When he opened it, hr was taken aback.

Good guy.

Before going to bed yesterday, there was only one unfinished branch left, and the number of unfinished tasks today has directly become 20+!

There are also various types of tasks.

From the not-so-difficult tasks of "hunting a foreign species", 'Hoarding 5 tons of wood', and 'Hoarding 100L of fresh water, to 'Repairing the outer wall of the sanatorium' and 'Repairing the second floor wall of the sanatorium' are very easy at first glance. Troublesome tasks all in one place.

As for rewards, they also range from a minimum of 1 point to a maximum of 20 points. These tasks have a unified label - 'Daily'.

"What do you mean by daily? Will it be refreshed every day?" Lucius couldn't help complaining.

However, no one paid attention to him.

The refuge system can't speak, and Popo is standing guard in the nursing home outside, and he is the only one in the entire refuge.

Lucius calculated silently in his heart. If he could complete all these 20 tasks, he would get a total of 150 reward points. Of course, there are at least three quarters of the reward points, which are not so easy to get, at least not in a day or two.

Lucius was lost in thought.

If you do all these tasks by yourself, you will definitely be exhausted. But if it is left to the player to do it, it seems that he only needs to pay a few 'Contribution points'.

Thinking of this, his thoughts became clear instantly.

There are markers in the drawer of the computer desk. Holding a pen, Lucius took the elevator to the surface without saying a word. After searching in the nursing home, he found a piece of plastic board that had not been picked up by scavengers and burned.

Dust off the plastic board, Lucius took a marker, drew two lines on it, then wiped it off, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Good."

Erasable and writable.

After spending some time, Lucius picked out a few tasks that players hoped to complete from the 【 Manager's Log 】, and wrote them on the plastic board.

【 Collect Wood ( Requirement: can be used as building materials): 1 Contribution per meter. 】

【 Looking For A Water Storage Container ( Material: Plastic, metal. Shape: Barrel, pot. Requirement: The bigger the better! ): 1~10 Contribution Points. 】

【 Search for recyclable waste: 1~? Contribute points. 】

【…】

"Done!"

Glancing at the time, it is now 4:30 in the morning, and there is still an hour and a half before the agreed online time.

Lucius was not idle. He returned to the shelter, turned on his computer, and checked the background of the official website. He found that the number of reservations had increased by 10 compared to last night.

Now it is 35 people. It seems that the discussion in the group yesterday had a certain drainage effect, and ten fresh little leeks raised their hands.

However, Lucius pondered that the user potential of the 'Cowboy Club' seemed to be squeezed to the limit. After all, this is only a game group with a size of a hundred or so people. Active users can be counted on one hand. Maybe these 35 people are all living people.

"Is it time to consider a different promotion method?"

It is unrealistic to place advertisements. The official website of Wasteland OL has not been registered in any earth site. And there is another problem here. Once traffic is diverted from a larger traffic pool, a large number of 'Low-quality users' will inevitably flood in, that is, people who do things.

These people may have just clicked yes for fun, or they may have clicked by accident. Bringing in such players will only lead to trouble.

"The threshold for making an appointment must be raised..."

Lucius thought in his heart, and silently wrote down the matter.

Let Popo change the official website later, such as adjusting the appointment option from the first-level page to the second-level page, and need to register an account, and fill in the phone number and delivery address to make an appointment. Although this refuge system does not seem to require players to fill in things like delivery addresses, doing so can at least screen out some unsteady players and 'invalid reservations'.

In other words, what if someone makes an appointment with multiple devices? Or simply robot + virtual machine? But after thinking about it, Lucius threw away the question. Since the system can accurately deliver the helmet to the user, there must be a way to identify the identity of the person who made the reservation. It's a bit unfounded to worry so much about myself.

"The new mainline task has not been triggered yet, it should be that the conditions have not been met."

"Leaving aside the daily tasks, the key is the remaining 'branch line' - a generator with a power of 10KW."

Electricity is a big problem. It can't be that the refuge is the future era, and the primitive society is still living on the surface.

For Lucius from modern society, without electricity, it is no different from primitive society.

"Let's think about how to solve the generator problem!"

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