Chapter 17: Chapter 17. It Is My Honor To Share Your Worries!

late at night.

Lucius slept very restlessly, woke up several times, touched the gun hidden in the sleeping bag, and then fell asleep intermittently.

The shelter was so comfortable that he didn't have to worry about any danger at all, so he couldn't adapt to suddenly returning to this unstable environment.

"Slack off."

Lucius sighed, and touched the gun hidden in the quilt unconsciously with his hand. The thick and long barrel of the gun was full of security.

I don't know what happened to the players.

Although I have explained to Popo what to do when I am not around, but I am still not at ease after all.

After sleeping until five o'clock in the morning and then waking up, Lucius couldn't fall asleep, so he just opened his eyes and waited quietly. He didn't get out of the sleeping bag until it was light outside the window, put on his clothes, and carried the steel pipe and the gun he just bought on his back.

Going out this time, it may take a long time to come back again.

The mayor's collection forced him to advance his moving plan, and all preparations had to be completed before the end of the month.

If you can't reserve enough supplies for a hundred people, you can only wait until February and March next year for the next round of testing.

The whole winter will have to be deserted.

Open the door. Lucius, who had packed up his equipment, was about to set off, and happened to meet the men of the Malcolm family.

Jex Malcolm, who was doing something at his door yesterday, glanced at him without saying a word, but his eyes were provocative.

Perhaps it was because his father and elder brother and second brother were by his side, plus the guy who was carrying the hunter on his back, his courage was obviously much bigger than yesterday, as if he was showing off his might.

Of course Lucius doesn't have the same knowledge as a kid.

The sixteen-year-old boy was already considered a man of his own in Beit Street, but in his eyes, he was just a child with no down hair yet.

"Hey, don't die."

Lucius ignored him, and didn't even look at him.

The child of the Malcolm family was angry, gritted his teeth, and blushed. He felt humiliated by the stranger's ignorance. However, just when he was about to make an irrational provocation, the elder brother next to him suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

Although still a little upset, Jex quickly calmed down.

It can be seen that the child listens to his brother very much.

Lucius glanced at the eldest son of the Malcolm family, and the man with crossbow was also looking at him.

From that person, Lucius sensed a hint of danger, but it was not obvious.

What's interesting is that when observing him, the man's face obviously showed a trace of surprise, although it was carefully hidden.

A hunter's intuition—

This guy is hard to deal with! Lucius thought.

After a brief eye contact, the two sides quickly looked away. There is no need to invite unnecessary trouble.

The people of the Malcolm family walked away.

Lucius is also ready to go.

At this time, a crisp voice came from behind.

"Be careful on the road."

Lucius stopped and turned around, seeing Yuki peeking at him from behind the door.

Smiling, Lucius said lightly.

"Well, thank you."

"Need not."

In the blink of an eye, the little girl slipped back into the house and disappeared.

...

At six o'clock in the morning, it was almost dawn.

The gate of Beit Street opened slowly. Survivors, carrying baskets, bows and arrows, short knives, crossbows and other equipment, stepped on the cracked concrete road and weeds drilled from the cracks, and walked towards the devastated city. The ruins marched.

It's just that two hundred years later, it's no longer so easy to find good things in the wasteland. The occasional bullet casings dropped by mercenaries or looters can be regarded as treasures.

Lucius didn't leave the settlement right away, but spent a while at the door. After everyone had gone far, he went to Old Charlie's recycling bin.

"I need 7 kilograms of green wheat, which are blackjack chips. There are also tobacco leaves for marinating meat... how much can I exchange for 4 chips?" Lucius asked, having never bought it.

"2 Tobacco leaves for 1 chip."

"Then give me 8 leaves!"

Food is the key to development. Only by preparing more food can you recruit more players to work for yourself.

It is impossible for the survivors to drink green wheat and boil porridge every day. Even if they can bear it, they can't bear it themselves.

Now with guns, hunting is much easier than before.

Lucius planned to buy some tobacco leaves to go home, and make pickled products from the meat that he could not finish, and keep it as a winter reserve.

Old Charlie raised his lower eyelids.

"I remember you just bought five kilograms of green wheat a few days ago."

"Is there any question?" Lucius answered casually.

Old Charlie grinned.

"It's nothing, it's good to save more money."

Lucius, who was planning for the future, suddenly became alert. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

He suddenly realized a problem.

I haven't brought back useful garbage or other gains for a while, but I bought a lot of supplies twice in a row.

The mayor may not necessarily notice himself as a small person, but others will inevitably have doubts in their hearts, where did he get so much money.

But Old Charlie didn't say anything, maybe he didn't care at all, he helped him weigh the food, and sent him out the door with a smile.

"Careless..."

After leaving the gate of Beit Street and turning a corner, Lucius breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped and observed for a while before moving on.

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More than 10 chips are already a lot of money for scavengers, because they usually can't save money.

However, twice in a row, I took out a huge sum of more than 20 chips to buy supplies that I couldn't consume in a short time.

Old Charlie was kind to himself, after all, he came out of the refuge, but he was the mayor's servant after all.

Thinking of this, Lucius couldn't help frowning.

It's a pity that the merchant named Liszt only accepts grain, and all he sells are industrial products from Boulder City.

Perhaps, I should go to Brown Farm to try my luck.

...

Seven kilograms of green wheat and ten liters of drinking water, plus bullets and equipment, weighed more than 20 kilograms, which was heavy on the shoulders.

In addition to moving things, Lucius had to carefully conserve his strength and beware of dangers lurking in the shadows.

Even if there is power different from ordinary people hidden in his muscles, he can only walk a certain distance and stop for a while, observe the road conditions before moving on.

The road outside the settlement is not easy to walk, and sometimes you have to bypass the collapsed road and pass through the collapsed tall buildings.

Lucius suddenly envied those protagonists in 'The Last of Beauty' and 'Dying Light', who could parkour in the ruins with a lot of things on their backs, while he could only walk one step at a time.

Perhaps……

Should I buy a cow next time? I just don't know if that guy Liszt will sell it.

Fortunately, none of the alien species encountered along the way found him through the ruins.

After walking along the road for a while, Lucius finally arrived at the nursing home in Wetland Park before 8:30 in the morning.

However, to Lucius's surprise, when he arrived, he found that all four beta testers had already gone online, not only that. Outside the walls of the nursing home, there were still four earthen stoves half a person's height, and a hemispherical earthen kiln about a person's height.

This……

What is it?

He didn't remember that he had given the task of building the furnace.

"My lord manager! You are finally back." Seeing the surprised manager, Tomorrow stepped forward with a smile and said.

"I stayed outside all night," Lucius stared intently at the stoves, and even forgot to put the things on his back, "...how is the situation on your side? Have you met aliens or other survivors? ?"

"Everything is fine! Nothing unexpected happened!"

Tomorrow reported their work to Lucius with a red face.

The four half-person-high furnaces are used to burn charcoal, and the furnace with a tuyere next to it is used to calcine coarse materials for cement at high temperature.

"We burn the bark into plant ash, then add it to water and stir it, filter out the upper layer of potash water, and squeeze out the remaining mud to obtain calcium hydroxide and calcium carbonate for making cement."

"Then, we put these raw materials into the blast furnace and calcined them into an orange-red color, then mixed them with the sand picked up by the river, added water and mixed them well, and then we got plant ash cement!"

F*ck?

To be honest, Lucius was amazed by the hands-on ability of these players.

It's not like he hadn't tried mixing plant ash with mud to make cement before, and he used the method that was taught, but the things he made would shatter as soon as he was pinched, and they were useless at all.

Looking at it now, it turned out that my method was wrong.

Is the key to blast furnace and secondary calcination?

And the purity of plant ash...

Tomorrow continued talking without stopping.

"...We plan to use cement to repair the walls of the nursing home! By the way, we also collected the filtered potash water in containers. This thing can be used to tan leather, which is very useful!"

"You guys... did a great job."

After thinking for a long time, Lucius couldn't think of what to reward these players for a while, and he just wanted to come up with such a word of praise.

But when Tomorrow heard these words, his whole body became excited.

Up!

Favorability!

It must have gone up!

Not missing this opportunity, Tomorrow read out the lines he had been thinking about all night with a serious face.

"For the continuation of civilization! It is my honor to share your worries!"

"..."

Lucius suddenly didn't know how to face him. Compared with themselves, these players are too noble.

"Well said...for the continuation of civilization, and for the future of all of us."

Coughing, Lucius maintained a majestic expression, looked at the excited players and continued, "I'll go down and put the supplies down, your plan is very good... Don't worry and do it boldly!"

Tomorrow straightened his back and said energetically.

"Obey, Master Manager!"

"You also pay attention to combining work and rest, don't be too tired." Lucius instructed.

It's not because of conscience, but because I'm worried that these players are using too much force and overdrawing their enthusiasm too early.

However, the player didn't seem to appreciate his good intentions, and showed his loyalty with his head held high.

"Serving you is our mission, and this is also my declaration under the banner of the People's Federation!"

Hearing this, Lucius almost couldn't hold back.

Declaration is ok...

Have you seen what the flag of the People's Federation looks like?

"...Okay, very energetic, let's go."

Watching the player trot away, Lucius sighed silently in his heart.

In short, my worries are unnecessary.

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