This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 122: Mission: Liberate Beit Street

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The 3rd floor of the sanatorium.

Looking at the cattle and horse team who had put on long weapons and hunter equipment and set off again, Chu Guang showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Not bad.

These little players are getting better and better at it.

Thanks to them being so sensible, Chu Guang was able to use his time on micro management to do the things he planned to do, saving him a lot of effort.

For example, play two more games to collect information.

"... By the way, players of Alpha0.6 version should also go online tomorrow."

Many raw materials in the outpost are almost exhausted, and there is an urgent need for life pro players to increase their efforts and catch up with combat pro players.

Especially the cocoon of the devil moth, there are several hills piled up next to the warehouse. After the cow and horse teams knock down the first floor of the greenhouse ruins, I'm afraid they will have to build another one next to it.

The guaranteed income of 200 silver coins seems a bit much.

But it doesn’t matter. Silver coins are just numbers to Chu Guang. Once he has an electronic account, he can send out as many as he wants.

The key is to enrich the shelves in the store so that players can buy more things. Only in this way will the money sent out be meaningful.

Otherwise, so what if I can add one billion to your account through a copy?

I will give you one billion today and two billion tomorrow. From now on, everyone will be happy to buy potatoes with more than a dozen zeros?

Presumably at that time, the little pufferfish who feel that the tasks given to them are few will miss the good old days when a potato only cost a few copper coins.

Fortunately, even if these people are not sober, their planning is sober, and this kind of thing will most likely not happen.

In order to increase the production capacity of the outpost, most of the 50 players recruited in this version update were randomly selected from the user pool with the "Life Career" label.

As for how this label was added, it was naturally based on the questionnaires filled out by these users when they reserved the game.

For example, when answering the question "What is your favorite single-player game?" their answers frequently included "Stardew Valley", "Euro Truck Simulator", "Ring the World", "Don't Starve", "The Sims" and other leisure and retirement games.

This means that after they enter "Wasteland OL", they will be more inclined to choose the life profession gameplay.

Such as production, transportation, farming, building houses, etc.

I believe that these little players who are happy to create should be able to use those raw materials to make something valuable.

Hmm.

By the way, the users of version 0.4 have a completely different style of painting, because Chu Guang stole it from the user pool of P Club games.

These people are not only proficient in the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipes, but also have in-depth research on the formula of gunpowder. They used the natural disaster DLC to accurately clean up the elderly population in "City Skylines", and used alien flesh in "Stars" can.

It can be said that there are war criminals per capita.

"250 players are still not enough, there are 250 training cabins left."

"It would be nice if we could get more food."

After the Bloody Hand Clan's stronghold is captured, the food reserves at the outpost are theoretically enough to last 300 people until the end of winter.

However, there is a problem here: the actual consumption rate of food is often far higher than expected.

If the seasonings were not expensive and the cooking conditions were limited, Chu Guang would bet that this group of players could eat five meals a day and burp from every meal.

Coupled with the nomads who had taken refuge and the survivors who worked in the brick factory, Chu Guang did not dare to make the plan too rigid.

250 ​​players are already a bit tight. It is safer to have food reserves at least twice the actual consumption.

"Speaking of which...should I go to Brown Farm to get some benefits?"

Looking at the warehouses of those looters, Brown Farm paid them a lot of protection fees.

How do you say that we have solved such a big trouble once and for all for the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City? Isn’t it reasonable not to give a little thank you?

It’s not a good idea to extend your hand directly. After all, it’s not suitable for civilized people to do the work of bandits. You have to find a way to get them to offer it.

Chu Guang touched his chin and began to formulate ideas.

But at this moment, Xiao Qi, who was squatting aside and playing with the drone, suddenly raised his camera.

"Master, a guest is here."

……

Outside the south gate.

Braving the wind and snow all the way, Yu Hu rushed towards the outpost base in a hurry.

When he arrived at the south gate, he happened to see Chu Guang standing at the door. His eyes suddenly lit up, he waved his fist holding the envelope tightly, and shouted loudly from a distance.

"Brother Chu!"

Looking at Yu Hu, who was running over anxiously, Chu Guang asked.

"What's wrong with you? You're so anxious."

Did something happen at home?

Yu Hu put his hands on his knees and said breathlessly.

"Charlie... is the old butler of the grocery store. He asked me to bring you a letter!"

To be honest, when Charlie handed him the letter and asked it to be delivered here, Yu Hu was so scared that his heart almost stopped.

After all, there are rules on Beit Street, and you cannot do business with outside caravans privately. If you are discovered, you will be severely punished!

So Yu Hu had been very careful and avoided old Charlie, but unexpectedly he was discovered!

Whether Brother Chu is an outsider or not is another matter. What Yu Hu can’t figure out is that old Charlie neither blamed himself nor reported himself to the mayor or the guard. Instead, he handed over the envelope with the **** handprint. It was handed over to him.

Yu Hu was illiterate and didn't know what was written on the envelope, but looking at the **** handprint, he always had an ominous premonition.

So, he did not dare to stay for a moment, and immediately rushed over from Beit Street with the letter and delivered the letter here.

"Come to the house with me and talk."

Take Yu Hu to the reception room on the first floor of the nursing home.

Chu Guang lit the brazier smoothly, sat down on the chair next to him, opened the envelope with **** handprints and glanced at it twice.

There are two letters inside.

One of them was written by the old mayor...oh no, it should be said that it was written by the old leech.

The content is probably to tell the predators of the Blood Hand Clan that there is a group of survivors in Linghu Wetland Park. Skipping those high-sounding reasons and respectful wording, all the black and white words in the article can be summed up in four words - killing with a borrowed knife.

The other one is the handwriting of old Charlie.

And judging from the ink marks, it should have been written not long ago.

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Dear Administrator, my name is Charlie and I am a survivor living on Beit Street.

I believe you have read the other letter in the envelope, and you must be furious at the content of the letter.

No offense intended, I understand how you feel. In fact, like you, I could hardly believe my ears and eyes when I heard that our respected mayor was colluding with looters and trying to encourage them to attack our neighbors.

I tried to persuade him and told him that this was not a good choice, but despite his soft words, he still insisted on sending this letter to the plunderers.

This kind of behavior has exceeded the bottom line of morality. No matter what kind of contradiction it is, I think it cannot, or at least should not, be arbitrated by a group of villains who eat people but not spit out their bones.

We have had enough of unreasonable oppression. The people of Beit Street long for civilization! As long as you are willing, we are willing to make every effort to cooperate with your actions and drive that vampire away from his castle! Every Orion in Beit Street will be grateful for your kindness!

】

Good guy.

This is giving myself a knife.

The charcoal in the brazier raised a handful of sparks.

Chu Guang lowered the two letters in his hand slightly, looked at Yu Hu who was sitting on the chair opposite, thought for a moment and said.

"Do you know what the old housekeeper wrote in this letter?"

Yu Hu was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"The old housekeeper didn't tell me... He only said it was a very important matter, related to your safety."

It's okay if it concerns our safety.

Chu Guang smiled.

It is certain that Old Leech did not know that the Bloody Hand clan was gone, otherwise he would not have come up with such a stupid idea to send a message to the dead.

In fact, this is easy to understand. Beit Street is far away from the abandoned tire factory. Those scavengers will not explore north along the elevated highway out of the city unless they have to. After all, they all know that it is not safe. Who would take the initiative to approach it? Where are the lairs of the predators?

The only suspense now is one - there are some truths in the letter written by old Charlie.

There are two possibilities.

One possibility is that old Charlie sent someone to deliver the letter first, and after discovering that the Bloodhand Clan's stronghold had been taken away, he sent the old mayor's letter to him.

Another possibility is that, as old Charlie wrote in his letter, because the mayor's actions exceeded his bottom line, he decided to stand on the side of justice and fight with the survivors of Beit Street. Together they resisted the tyranny of the mayor.

In fact, it doesn’t matter which version of the story you believe. Things like reasons are never important. You can even make up one after everything is over.

Chu Guang's heart moved slightly.

He suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

Not only can he legitimately bring Beit Street into his sphere of influence, but he can also get the people of Brown Farm to actively send tributes to him.

"...Your mayor is really nothing."

Looking at Chu Guang's suddenly serious face, Yu Hu, who was sitting opposite, was slightly startled, and his expression became nervous.

"Town, mayor? Isn't this letter written by old Charlie?"

"There are two letters inside, one is written by old Charlie, and the other...the one that was originally stuffed inside, was written by your mayor himself to the Bloody Hand clan."

"Written to the Bloody Hand Clan?!"

Yu Hu's eyes widened, and his mind was a little hard to turn around for a while.

He remembered that Brother Chu seemed to have said before that those predators would not bother them again. Moreover, he also saw Zhao Shu who was kidnapped by the looters here, and heard that Yang Ergou was also alive.

Why does the mayor write letters to the dead?

Wait a minute, there is still correspondence between the mayor and those looters? !

The news is more exciting than the last.

Looking at Yu Hu who was in chaos, Chu Guang continued calmly.

"That's right. And judging from the content of the letter, your mayor plans to incite the plunderers of the Bloody Hand clan to come and rob us."

"Encouraging plunderers to rob you?! How dare he——"

Chu Guang nodded.

"In fact, after we broke through the Bloodhand Clan's stronghold, we did find some interesting things in their stronghold. There are various signs that your town mayor seems to have reached some kind of secret alliance with them. He did not Instead of simply being extorted by the looters, you actively cooperate with those looters to harvest the property that belongs to you... Do you understand what I mean?"

After listening to what Chu Guang said, Yu Hu had incredible shock written on his face.

At this point, even if his brain was weak, he could still understand it.

What he just couldn't figure out was why the mayor would do this?

"I want to go back and tell the people in town!"

Yu Hu suddenly stood up from the chair, his face was full of anger, and he clenched his fists.

"That bastard, he deceived us all!"

"Don't be impulsive," Chu Guang stood up with him, "I'm glad you're on my side, but you are Xiaoyu's brother, and I can't watch you die in vain."

"...Death?"

"Do you think if you just go back and shout, the other survivors on Beit Street will immediately believe what you say?"

Yu Hu's face turned red and he stiffened his neck and said.

"I...I can convince them!"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"Words of persuasion are meaningless, your mayor will convince them with a gun."

Yu Hu was eager to argue, but couldn't speak coherently. He only hated himself for being too stupid.

Chu Guang was not surprised by his reaction.

After all, if he was a thoughtful person, he wouldn't have been sent by old Charlie to deliver this letter.

"Am I just looking at him like this and keeping everyone in the dark?"

"Of course not."

Chu Guang put his hand on Yu Hu's shoulder and gave him a firm look.

"This is not your fault alone. That old leech's stupidity and shamelessness have exceeded the bottom line of what we can tolerate."

"I'll go with you!"

At the same time, all players carrying VMs near the outpost all received a mission pop-up window——

[Mission: Liberate Beit Street]