Around three noon.
Lucius took Walker and the prey he had harvested from hunting, and returned to the outpost on the surface of Shelter No.404.
The results of this outing to explore are quite gratifying. Although the two mutated hyenas looked a little thinner, they both weighed 40 to 50 kilograms.
As one of the main sources of meat for survivors on the wasteland, mutant hyenas are the most cost-effective prey. The meat it can provide is more than ten times that of mutant mice, and the number is also quite large. It often appears in small groups. The most important thing is that the risk of food poisoning is not too high.
It's just relatively, in the absence of guns, it is difficult for ordinary scavengers to defeat this kind of group-moving alien with cold weapons.
"Two mutated hyenas, and... one piece of good news and one piece of bad news." After leaving the prey at the gate of the nursing home, Lucius said as he looked at the players coming towards him.
Bunny was the first to ask questions.
"What's the good news?"
Lucius replied.
"The good news is that there is an unfinished construction site in the northeast of the Wetland Park along the elevated highway out of the city, where we found a large amount of limestone used for engineering, which should be the kind that has undergone desulfurization treatment. There are also some abandoned trolleys , it should work after a little repair.”
An expression of joy floated on Bunny's face, and he clenched his fists excitedly.
"Great!"
He was worried that he could not find raw materials for refining calcium carbonate cement, but he did not expect this problem to be solved so quickly.
And it's a ready-made material!
However, Tomorrow, who was standing next to him, felt that things were not that simple.
"What about the bad news?"
Lucius continued.
"The East Gate of the Wetland Park, proceeding along Street 76, there is the camp of mutants. Roughly estimated, the number is upwards of 20."
The three players looked at each other, but did not understand the meaning of this sentence.
Seeing the confusion of his companions, Walker hurriedly added an explanation.
"Mutants are hostile forces! They are powerful in combat, and the most important thing is to eat people. We must be careful!"
Lucius nodded.
"That's pretty much what it means."
The three players showed no fear after listening to it, but showed expressions of eagerness to try, but Lucius quickly poured cold water on their excitement.
"Those mutants are not something we can deal with now. They must be at least level 10 or higher. Contacting them rashly will not only give us nothing, but also expose our position."
"From now on, everyone is prohibited from approaching 76th Street, and is also prohibited from going out from the east gate of the Wetland Park until the threat is lifted!"
...
The players are pretty obedient.
Although I'm curious about what the mutants look like, the managers who have GM authority have said so, and they don't dare to disobey orders.
Closing a small map is a trivial matter. But It's too uncomfortable to lose the favorability that was so hard to increase.
It seems that the players don't need to worry about it.
After briefly inspecting the fruits of his labor in the morning, Lucius concentrated on how to deal with the prey he had just caught.
Although he had eaten this stuff before, he had bought it from the barbecue stand on Beit Street, and he had never handled this kind of thing by himself.
Lucius only heard that the freshly caught prey needs to be bled immediately, otherwise the meat will become fishy and smelly. As for how to do the bloodletting and how to deal with it after the bloodletting, he is not very clear.
In the previous five months, he mainly earned chips by picking up garbage, and he didn't have much hunting experience.
After all, hunting such a thing is too dangerous for a solo traveler.
In short, after killing the prey, he cut open the main artery of the prey, but he always felt that the blood was still not drained.
Just when Lucius was thinking about it, Gale walked towards him.
"Dear Master Manager."
"Is there a problem."
"Can I have a little blood of my prey?"
"Blood? What do you want that thing for?" Lucius asked.
Gale explained, "I want to verify some conjectures, and I need to use them."
Lucius didn't think much about it, and with a short knife, he chopped off a front leg from the mutated hyena in front of him, and threw it into Gale's hand.
"Take it."
"Thank you!"
After Gale thanked him, he left mysteriously.
Although Lucius was curious, he didn't ask much.
Around evening, the players all returned to the nursing home one by one. Looking at the expression on Bunny's face, he knew that today's harvest must be not small.
Lucius wanted to ask, but before he could ask, Bunny couldn't wait to ask.
"My dear manager, under your wise guidance, the cement kiln at the outpost has been basically completed. We can start trial firing the first batch of cement when the cement is dry tomorrow!"
"Very good."
Lucius nodded in approval and encouraged.
"Thanks to you, we have moved one step closer to the great goal of the Renaissance People's Federation! I hope you will continue to work hard, and the organization will remember your contributions."
Lucius felt that he was getting more and more proficient at painting cakes.
However, the players don't seem to care whether he is drawing cakes. It seems that they have explored new fun from the labor of rebuilding their homes.
To put it bluntly, isn’t that what sandbox games are like?
Watching your home get better is part of the fun. It is a lucky thing to be able to experience this epoch-making immersive virtual reality technology first.
Lucius is of course happy that these players can enjoy it.
The refuge is too poor right now, he really can't give them any real rewards, so he can only paint cakes, distribute some air coins and so on.
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After going offline.
There was another burst of excitement in the Cowboy Club.
Recently, the routines of many night owls have changed.
Led by Brother 'Quit Smoking', people who used to be sleepless in the dark now go to bed on time at ten o'clock in the evening and get up on time at five o'clock in the morning, just to watch a few dogs manage the 'whole work'.
Get Up Ten Times A Night: [ Mutants! New force update! The administrator encounters a colony of mutants on 76th Street! To confirm that mutants are hostile forces! ]
Night Waller, who was the first to go offline, couldn't wait to be the first to bubble up, igniting the gossip enthusiasm of the group of friends.
[ Mutant? ! What do you look like? ]
[ Why hasn’t the official website been updated yet? ]
[ Shit! Now that there are hostile forces, the closed beta should be coming soon! ]
[ God, I really want to play! ]
A series of news was blown out.
Night Walker continued typing.
[ I don't know what it looks like, and I haven't seen it either! But don't panic, the official website will definitely update the information about mutants, and I'm also waiting for news! ]
Quit smoking: [ Where are the other three people? Why are you online alone today? ]
Get Up Ten Times A Night: [ I don't know! The boss seems to be studying cement. 8th Level Gale should have a class in the morning. Tomorrow Seeker doesn't know, this guy has always been quite mysterious. ]
[ Get Up Ten Times A Night was banned by the group leader for 1 hour ten times. ]
Badass Bunny: [ You are calling me Boss to try! ]
Keeping People Under The Knife: [ Hahaha, good ban! ]
WC Really Has Mosquitoes: [ Excited... Wait for two more days, and I will be able to participate in the test! ]
Scrambled Eggs: [+1 ლ(^o^ლ) ]
Quit Smoking: [ F*ck! Ban these two show off dogs too! Hateful! Obviously I made an appointment first! ]
Bear Hugger: [ Hey, it’s hopeless, it’s really hopeless. ]
Even now, this old man called 'Bear Hugger' still doesn't believe in the nonsense of 'Fully immersive virtual reality online games', let alone '100% Real'.
He and his followers remain steadfast in their belief that this is a hoax the dog handlers have conspired to spread.
'Tomorrow Seeker' did not bubble up in the group today, but updated today's demo experience on the official website forum——
Or handwritten game live.
[ Today is the third day of the closed test. The charcoal kiln provided us with a large amount of coal, and with the successful firing of the plant ash cement, we built a larger cement kiln under the leadership of the boss. If tomorrow's trial firing is successful, we will get more reliable building materials to build our homes. ]
[ I have to give a shout out to the production team. The experience this game brings to me is something that all games that have been released on the market so far have never brought to me. Especially when the cement kiln is completed, the sense of accomplishment that comes with it is simply irresistible and irresistible! ]
[ There is not much content to test today, mainly testing the sandbox system of the game. ]
[ However, it is worth noting that today the manager revealed to us that there is a tribe of mutants at the end of 76th Street, which has been identified as a hostile force. At present, the mutant photos have not been updated on the official website, maybe the plot is not there yet. ]
[ If there is any new information, I will update it in the post as soon as possible, and all the local friends who are looking forward to the public beta continue to pay attention to this post! ]
Although there are only about forty people now, all of these people are active—even fanatical users, and they have built dozens of posts in a short while.
Lucius watched the screen silently and did not participate in the discussion of the players.
But it's still the old rules, he wrote down some good opinions, and he marked some players with special ideas in the background.
If there is a new recruiting plan for players, these loyal users are the top priority, and those who are more fond of bragging and booing should be slowed down first. Rather than letting them come in to make trouble, let them be an atmosphere group on the Internet Better.
To put it bluntly, you are here to do something, why let you in?
Just because your face is big and your brain is underdeveloped?
At the current stage of beta testing, Wasteland OL is actually more like a private server, and it is also an acquaintance server managed by the authority dog, and there is no chance for people to do things at all. And by gradually increasing the reservation threshold, those players who have game qualifications will cherish the opportunities in their hands.
As for the public beta stage, it would be easier to say.
The public beta naturally has a public beta gameplay.
At that time, he will directly enclose a block of land as a novice village, without a certain level or honorary title, and he will not even be able to see his face.
Lucius found that he had unknowingly become more and more black-bellied.
When did it start?
Never mind.
There is no point in thinking about such a thing.
After turning off the computer, Lucius turned on the system and confirmed the rewards for today's daily tasks.
【 Task: Cut ten trees. Reward: 1 reward point. 】
【 Task: Kill a different species. Reward: 3 reward points. 】
"There are not many tasks to complete today."
It only adds up to 4 points.
Lucius struggled a lot in his mind, but finally couldn't hold back, opened the manager's allowance, and threw all 4 reward points on the primary blind box.
The alloy door opens.
The conveyor belt scrolls.
Looking at the 4 lollipops lying at the end of the conveyor belt, Lucius almost couldn't hold back a friendly curse from his mouth.
However, at this moment, a row of translucent holographic pop-up windows suddenly appeared above one of the lollipops wrapped in pale gold.
Like a label --
【 Strengthen · Chocolate-flavored lollipop: Strength increase +10%, duration 10 hours. 】
Lucius: "?"
What?
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