This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 32

2021-08-04

Chapter 32 is carved in the bones of innate talent The construction site on the old sanatorium.

The dust is rolling, the beating sound is constant, the sound of unloading ding ding bang, a busy in a frenzy.

These players seem to have endless strength and enthusiasm, pushing the carts picked up from the abandoned construction site, carrying the stones one by one, and hitting them with a hammer before they are transported to the cement kiln. Crushed, and then poured into the kiln to calcinate the coarse material into cement.

The player squatting next to push the bellows hard, trying to make the fire in the kiln more prosperous. And not far from it is a charcoal kiln that keeps running, and further away there are earthen kilns for bacon and fish racks, the rising smoke and noise, and even drove away the birds on the trees.

The players work with a common purpose, pour the fired cement into sand and water, mix it into a viscous grout, and quickly build the foundation of the first stage wall.

Swirls of green smoke form one piece.

Here is like a new born tribe, young and full of vitality.

The construction site was handed over to the Tumu-born [Knife Under the Knife]. Old Bai and Fang Chang have already begun to study the "indigenous steelmaking".

In Gale, the fishing trap has also been improved. It uses mutant leech larvae as bait. There is no problem with getting more than a dozen fish a day, and the scrambled eggs will do everything you can’t finish. Become a dried fish.

The aquatic products in this lake are more abundant than he imagined.

The only thing to pay attention to is that you cannot put too much prey in the trap, and the water level should not be too deep, otherwise the big fish that attracts can easily damage the trap.

But these are minor issues.

As long as you master the know-how, everything will gradually become proficient, and the process itself is full of fun.

The same goes for new players.

You don’t even need to deliberately look for it. Everything here is so novel to them, it’s almost impossible to experience in modern society.

Many people sit in the office for a whole day, repeating work that anyone can replace, day after day, losing themselves in trivial things.

But here is different.

This difference not only stems from temporary freshness, but also from a sense of satisfaction in the sense of self-worth.

A civil dog who has been working on the construction site for five or six years and has not gotten into the management team. Just shouting "I'm doing engineering" here will immediately be praised by other players as a big boss. Important task.

There are also workers who mix cement and plaster on the construction site.

Overwhelming majority players are ordinary persons, and the work they are engaged in in reality may not be so compelling, but as long as they have a skill, they don’t even need to be prominent, they can get collective affirmation.

And the surface outposts of the refuge, also because of the efforts of each of them, are getting better at the speed that naked eye can see.

In Maslow's demand level, this is the highest level demand. It is free from any low-level taste, and the spiritual pleasure it brings is unmatched by any taste.

The most important thing is that you don't have to pay a big price if you want to get it. Even if your tired muscles are sore, the tired ones are the characters in the game and will not affect your second day's life.

On the contrary, it will fall asleep early, and the second day will be more lively dragon and animated tiger.

All of the above, Chu Guang returned to the outpost with spoils of war, guessing when he saw the players busy in a frenzy.

Of course he is impossible to know what the players think.

For the manager, that kind of thing is not important at all and doesn't care.

As long as the number of reservations is always greater than the players in the list, there is no need to worry about not having fresh chives coming in to sweat.

Exit? AFK?

Again, please give the helmet and account number to those who need it, and try a more primordial game method.

Closer to home.

The harvest this time out is quite gratifying.

Two 5mm iron-barreled rifles, 62 rounds of 5mm ammunition, and three backpacks that didn’t have time to turn over.

These are all found from the two robbers and the hapless man who was chased and killed by them.

Chu Guang is a person who doesn't like to waste, including the mutant hyena that was shot in the neck, he kept them all together.

Domestication does not affect its taste, anyway, it is a different species to Chu Guang.

Throwing the mutant hyena to the scrambled egg brother who is the chef, Chu Guang and Ye Shi and Jun Jun started to turn over the backpack they picked up.

"Matches, Compass, maps and... a few pieces of jerky? And some plastic pieces? What is written on this thing?"

Hearing Ye Shi’s muttering, Brother Garbage, who had not very sharp claws, also leaned over, and took a closer look with interest.

"It's kind of like casino chips."

"Give me the plastic sheet, it's useful for me."

Chu Guang confiscated the two without moving. A dozen white "plastic pieces", these things are useless to players anyway.

Then, he looked towards the jerky in Ye Shi's hand.

"...Never mind these jerky, I don't recommend you to eat it."

Ye Shi was stunned when he was about to take a bite.

"Why?"

Chu Guang thought for a while and used a euphemism.

"Robber is usually not taboo, you can't determine what kind of meat it is."

Jun Jun hasn't reacted yet, and Ye Shi next to him has already thrown away the jerky and started yue. .

Even in the game, he cannot accept certain settings.

Seeing Ye Shi's reaction, Chu Guang suddenly became a little curious about what these players thought, so he looked towards Jun Jun and asked.

"What does it feel like to kill."

Jun Jun was taken aback and touched his head.

"I didn't pay attention..."

How does the game feel? It's not that he hasn't played even more bloody.

On the contrary, the blood effects of this game are not very exaggerated, so that he didn't pay much attention at the time.

But...

When he rushed and pierced the javelin into the chest of the last robber, when blood splashed on his body, he suddenly had a kind of opposition at that moment. Craving for food.

Just like biological instinct.

Chu Guang glanced at this "lizardmen" unexpectedly. Didn't expect that the player's mental quality was unexpectedly good.

Could it be that dreams dilute the feeling of death?

It is still said that players' perspective on this world, there is some kind of filter that they don't understand.

Not sure.

After all, this device was not designed by Chu Guang, and he has never used the helmets of players, let alone whether the world in their eyes is exactly the same as the world in his own eyes.

It seems that I will have to use the identity of the planner to chat with the players...

……

As of 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the north wall of the sanatorium has been Basic repair.

I have to say that these players are simply geniuses.

Chu Guang even feels that his own NPC is redundant.

Some innate talents are engraved in the bones even though they don't write the attribute on the panel. As long as they are given a piece of land, they will become a field tomorrow.

Even if the server is reset and the world will be destroyed tomorrow, they can rebuild it brick by brick.

The treasures on the construction site are not only the cyan-gray color stones, but also the piles of cement blocks covered in sacks.

These things are too heavy for ordinary survivors to take away and use them, so they still maintain their original appearance at the beginning of the nuclear war until now.

Although these cements have long been hardened and cannot be mixed with sand to pour the foundation, but another way of thinking is that they can be used directly as bricks for piling up walls.

At least, it is much more reliable than the pile of yellow mud bricks burned by Old Bai!

Under the leadership of [Knife Under the Knife], the players drove the sawn four or five meters long pine into the soil, piled the cement block transported from the construction site in the middle, and then inserted it from the construction site. The stolen steel bars were fixed, and finally mixed calcium carbonate cement was poured on.

When the cement dries up, a simple but reliable concrete fortification is completed.

As for the inside of the wall, cement blocks and concrete waste are piled up to form a slope.

In the event of an attack, the players in the wall only need to crawl on the slope, and they can use the cover to fight back against the offender.

Considering that the scale of the outpost will be further expanded in the future, another fortification can be built on the outside of the fort, and it can be used with guard posts and watchtowers for security.

"...The terrain of the entire wetland park is relatively flat, and the sanatorium is surrounded by a forest plain, and there is no steep slope to use as a shelter. I can cut down all the trees around here, so that any close We can all find out the target of the outpost immediately!"

"Yes, brother Dei, what are you doing in reality?" Looking at the new player next to him, Old Bai looked surprised.

[Retaining people under the knife] This ID is a bit of an impression on him, but only a little bit. He only remembers that he joined the group a long time ago.

didn't expect so many big guys crouching tiger hidden dragon in the small game group.

Under the knife, someone smiled shyly, sorry said.

"...I'm just a civil dog, a marginal person in the unit, drinking tea and reading the newspaper all day long, few of them look at me directly."

"No no , You are at your level! To be honest, I never thought that I could finish a whole wall today."

"Thanks to the prize, it’s too much!"

Time has passed It was the evening, and the horizon turned yellow.

The scrambled egg brother who is the chef set up a cauldron in the open space in front of the nursing home, threw in the fish caught from the lake by the wind, and made a pot of fresh fish soup with pine nuts.

The players all sit on the floor, each with a bowl and a piece of dried bacon. One bite of fish soup and one bite of meat, just eat like this, it has a special flavor.

Of course.

Not everyone can accept this flavor.

For example, the rattan sitting on the ground, pinched his nose, looking sadly at the bowl in his hand.

"Uh, it's so fishy..."

Whether it is in the game or in reality, she is very sensitive to smells and can't accept this heavy-tasting cooking method.

The scrambled egg brother not far away heard him, rolled the eyes.

"You think I think... there is no cooking wine here, I have tried my best."

The expression is clear, I like to eat or not.

"Let’s just eat, this game will make you hungry if you don’t eat," Ye Shi was also comforted next to him, "Would you like to pinch your nose to pour it down? I can help."

Fujito hides aside.

"No need."

Speaking of which, do NPCs also need to eat?

Fujito looked around and found that the manager was also not far away in the vicinity.

However, he did not dine with the players, he just stayed here for a while, and then hurriedly left.

When he came back again, many players who were close to him saw that his face was pale and his mood seemed not very good.

There was a commotion among the players.

Noting the situation not far away, Old Bai was curious, so he put down the bowl in his hand and got up from the ground.

He walked forward quickly, and he caught the wind that was closer to inquire.

"Brother, what happened?"

The wind had a solemn expression, said solemnly.

"I heard..."