Chapter 50: Chapter 51. The Economic System of Wasteland OL

The first day of the release of the alpha0.3 version. The test results of the new version are quite gratifying.

Under the division of labor and cooperation of the players, first of all, the walls around the outpost were finally completely built.

The three-meter-high concrete fortification brings not only a sense of security, but also creates possibilities for players to play at night.

Before six o'clock in the evening, Lucius would take the players back to the refuge to prevent these guys from being taken away by the alien species that went out to look for food.

But now with the protection of the wall, as long as the players are willing, it is also possible to stay on the surface until the characters in the game start to feel sleepy ( the fatigue value is exhausted ). Of course, for safety reasons, Lucius still forbids players to use facilities with open flames such as blast furnaces at night.

During the daytime, steelmaking and cement burning are fine. The forest blocks a lot of smoke and dust, and the fire is not so obvious during the daytime. But if it's night, it's hard to say.

The mutant tribe on 76th Street was like a thorn in the throat of the outpost. Unless this thorn is pulled out, Lucius will not be at ease. In addition to the fence, the weapon store and the bathhouse have also been completed one after another with the efforts of the players. Although it is not very luxurious, it is already usable.

Especially the bathroom with a partition, Lucius was so satisfied. In the past, whether it was him or the players, they had to go to the lake to wash up. Now that there is a bathhouse, hygiene problems can be solved directly in the base.

Of course, the wooden water tank on the top of the bathhouse can only store 5 cubic meters of water. If it is used for a long time, the water will inevitably be cut off.

At this time, someone needs to manually transport the water from the lake to the water tank, so that the people inside can continue to wash, which is indeed a bit troublesome.

Therefore, the wise and great manager is considering turning the bathhouse from a public facility into a charging facility, charging 5 copper coins for each cubic meter of water. At the same time, set up an additional post of cloud plumber, responsible for filling the water tank on the top of the bathhouse.

It makes sense.

On the other hand, in addition to engineering, players' performance in production, gathering, hunting, and crafting also exceeded Lucius's expectations. The emergence of currency has greatly stimulated the production (game) enthusiasm of players.

Just listening to the tinkling in the purse can dispel the fatigue and weakness of the limbs, and let them strive for their posts with high morale.

Among them, the most outstanding performance is still the Cowboy Squad.

The four old leeks are worthy of high-level players. The quadrilateral tactics integrate detection, front row, output, and support. They have achieved remarkable results in their first cooperation.

By the evening, they had hunted and killed eight mutated hyenas and one mutated reindeer as they explored south along the elevated road. The proceeds from selling prey are equivalent to 55 silver coins—43 of which belong to mutant hyenas and 12 to mutant reindeer.

Although the meat harvest rate of mutated hyenas and mutated reindeer is not high, usually only a little over 40%, no more than 50%.

But even so, Scrambled Eggs, who served as a temporary butcher, still got more than 100 kilograms of hyena meat and more than 100 kilograms of venison from these prey.

The meat will be made into bacon and stored in warehouses. Before being made into bacon, players can also spend money to buy fresh raw meat as their own dinner.

It is worth mentioning that the former outposts used to eat big pot meals, and Scrambled Eggs, who was the cook, arranged a recipe for two meals a day every day. What the players can eat depends on the chef's mood, and what prey the manager just brought back that day. And now it's completely different.

The granary at the base will be open to all players, and the price is reasonable and affordable. One silver coin can be exchanged for 1 kg of green wheat, or 300g of raw meat, or 200g of dried bacon.

What is the concept of 1 silver coin?

According to the rules designed by Lucius, 1 silver coin is converted into 10 copper coins, which is roughly the median income of players in an hour. In other words, as long as the vast majority of players work hard for 1 to 2 hours, or do some tasks patiently, they can buy rations to fill their stomachs.

As for whether the players put the bought food directly into their mouths, or add condiments to cook green porridge or oatmeal, or share a table with other people to eat or even trade, players can decide for themselves.

When Lucius designed this simple economic system, he had done some calculations.

A mutated hyena that weighs over 30 kilograms can remove almost 12 kilograms of meat after removing the inedible viscera and head.

Purchasing prey from hunters at a base price of 5 silver coins, and hiring a butcher to slaughter and extract meat at an average cost of 2 silver coins, and skinning and cramping, the total cost is no more than 7 zero-cost silver coins.

Assuming that 12 kilograms of meat are removed, based on the price of 1 silver coin for 300g of raw meat, 12 kilograms is 40 silver!

The output value of 40 silver coins, the production cost of 7 silver coins, and the circulation cost can be ignored, so in this simple economic chain, a surplus value of 33 silver coins will be generated.

This number is meaningless to the players, after all, they are playing games, but to Lucius as a manager, it means too much.

As long as this economic chain of 'From prey to raw meat' can continue to operate, each operation can provide 'Raw meat worth 33 silver coins' and 'Furs worth several silver coins' to the granary at the outpost.

Of course, it is impossible for players to consume all the raw meat. Even if they take out all the money in their pockets, they cannot buy all the things they produce, and it is not appropriate to eat too much.

Therefore, in addition to a small portion of meat being purchased by the players with the silver coins he sent down, more raw meat will be left as 'Raw materials' and flow into the new economic chain, and it will be stored in the granary in the form of air-dried meat as a refuge food reserves.

In addition to the 'From prey to air-dried meat' industry, cutting trees, picking up garbage, burning cement, moving bricks, collecting, and fishing are basically similar economic models.

Through the two levers of price and task reward, you can easily adjust the inventory of various materials and the focus of the players' work at the current stage.

For example, now that the fence has been built, the base’s need for plastering and moving bricks has decreased. Instead, more food and weapons are needed to feed and arm more players.

Therefore, Lucius will appropriately lower the price of weapons in the woodworking hut, encourage players to order weapons and upgrade equipment, and increase the purchase price of prey at the same time, urging capable players to use the purchased weapons to hunt and improve their proficiency.

In this way, players have money, equipment, and experience in combat. Lucius's side not only obtained a large amount of food reserves, but also obtained a group of well-trained soldiers with a lot of fighting experience.

It's a win-win situation!

No, it should be a triple win! Because Lucius, as the manager, can win twice!

Those few coins were like catalysts, they didn't create any value, but revitalized the economy of the entire outpost.

Lucius felt that he was simply a genius. The only small problem that came up was that there was no one cooking today.

Brother Scrambled Eggs hasn't saved enough money yet, and the restaurant hasn't opened yet.

In order to save money, almost everyone went to the warehouse to earn subsistence allowances. They used 1 silver coin to buy a kilogram of croissants, and a few teammates rented a large pot to make a fire. to the next person.

It's not a problem if you haven't cooked it well. This thing can be eaten raw, but it's just a matter of hygiene and taste.

It seems that in an instant, everyone who has a goal of struggle suddenly doesn't pay attention to whether the food is good or not, and carries forward the style of hard work to the extreme. The only requirement is only one, and it is enough to eat enough!

Only Yaya is different.

Others are eating potatoes happily, but she can't even afford potatoes.

Because the manager forgot to give her the subsistence allowance, and because she went online too late and couldn't find her teammates, she was sitting in the corner eating sour berries and mushrooms with a resentful face.

In the end, Shuri couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over to share half a bowl of mashed croissant potatoes with her.

Looking at Yaya who was devouring, Shuri couldn't bear to taunt her, and said with a sigh.

"From tomorrow onwards, you have to work hard to make money. I can't keep supporting you forever."

Yaya was very touched by Shuri behaviour.

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"Shuri, are you an angel!"

Seeing Yaya with tears in her eyes, Shuri, whose face was squeezed and deformed, sighed, and crawled out from under her arms with a blushing face.

"...What stupid things are you talking about?"

...

It was getting dark.

Lucius, who was walking in the base, was inspecting his territory and the situation of the players.

Although the vast majority of players wanted to stay a little longer, it would be dawn after waiting two hours, and the migrant workers had to wash up and tidy up before going to work.

Lucius thought it was getting late, and was about to call them to gather, but at this moment, there was a knock on the north gate of the base.

A group of players looked towards the door, and Lucius's right hand subconsciously held the pistol in his pocket, but he let it go soon.

Through the player list, he confirmed that the people outside should be Mr. Garbage.

Looking at the two players closest to him, Lucius ordered.

"Tomorrow Seeker, Badasss Bunny, go and open the door."

"Yes!"

Tomorrow and Bunny trotted forward, lifted the latch that was stuck on the door, and together they pulled the wooden door open a crack.

Tomorrow and Bunny were taken aback when they saw Mr. Garbage coming in through the crack of the door.

"What the hell?"

"Brother, what's wrong with you?!"

Blood!

All over!

Although some wounds have healed, most of them are bite wounds and gunshot wounds visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Mr. Garbage's appearance, Lucius frowned slightly. He probably guessed what happened to this guy. Fortunately, if the opponent regards it as a different species, and it is not very tasty, the possibility of chasing it is not high.

Regardless of his injuries, Mr. Garbage quickly walked up to the manager and said with a heavy breath.

"The camp of the predators! About 2 kilometers north of the abandoned construction site, about 3 to 4 kilometers away from us! There is a tire factory!"

Walker couldn't help but ask, "Did you fight with them?"

"No, no, I swear I really didn't provoke them!"

Mr. Garbage hurriedly waved his hand to clarify, and after taking a peek at the manager, he continued, "At that time, I was planning to retreat, but I just ran into their patrol team... I saw three people."

Walker: "Then you still started fighting with them?"

Mr. Garbage looked embarrassed and looked away.

"Uh... I was bumped into, there is no way."

It seems that this guy should have lost.

But it's not surprising, the three-person patrol team should also bring a dog, and this is probably where the bite on his body came from.

Although this guy has an absolute advantage in terms of panel data, he may not be able to get benefits in a fight with an experienced predator veteran.

It was very lucky to be able to run back.

"Is the tire factory in the north, I know," Lucius nodded, looked at Mr. Garbage and said, "Go back to the training cabin to rest first."

The cultivation cabin has the function of accelerating the repair of tissue cells for the clones synthesized by itself. Coupled with Mr. Garbage's own physical attributes, it should not take long to recover.

"Yes, Mr. Manager." After finishing speaking, Mr. Garbage wagged his tail and limped towards the direction of the nursing home.

Along the way, many players noticed his situation and whispered in low voices.

"This guy is hurt so badly!"

"I heard that a predator camp was discovered."

"Predator Camp?! Are planner going to open a new map!"

"Awesome!"

"Damn it, I need to chip in and buy a gun!"

"Hey, I'm struggling, should I buy the land first or the gun first."

"Don't be stupid, move the bricks first."

Obviously, these players didn't realize the difficulty of the problem, but were discussing it excitedly.

This is also understandable.

After all, it's a game for them.

Only Lucius, the manager, had a hint of urgency on his brows.

The north is the predator camp, the east is the lair of mutants, the west is Lonia Lake, and the south is the area where the survivors of Beit Street and Brown Farm are active.

The location of the outpost is indeed not very good, and the development space is strictly limited.

"Whether it's a predator or a mutant."

"If you want to open the situation, you can only fight with one..."

Lucius has already thought about the content of the next expansion pack.

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