This Game Is Too Realistic

Although according to his standards, this kind of mission could not pass Little Seven’s review, Chu Guang felt that it was necessary for the old popsicle who lacked common sense in the wasteland to understand what the world had become.

Looking at Hyrja, who was stunned, Chu Guang paused for a moment, and told her the information he had summarized under the related entries in the official website setting collection.

This included Luo Hua’s experiences during his travels, including the Tide that would break out every once in a while in ​Clearspring City.

After hearing all those things that she had never heard before, Hyrja finally got a general idea of ​​the dangers of hives.

This was extremely dangerous! It was on the level of a natural disaster, if not higher!

Even an old local survivor force like Boulder Town with a certain industrial ability would find it difficult to face the Tide set off by a hive.

As for collecting samples from a hive, it was almost impossible to do with the current conditions of the shelter.

"Sorry, I didn’t know it would be so dangerous..." Hyrja’s face showed a look of shame.

Chu Guang shook his head and said. "It’s fine, I was surprised when I first heard about the hive. The research on mutants can be done step by step, and when we have the ability to solve the trouble in the city center, I guarantee you will get the samples you want. "

Although this condition was not yet available, Chu Guang had no doubt in his heart that he and his players would one day completely eradicate the troubles in the city center.

Anyway, he got some interesting information from Hyrja.

Chu Guang intended to selectively update this information on the official website setting pages for his players as a reference.

...

At the end of a busy day.

The players carrying javelins, spears, and axes came out from the depths of the tunnel on level B3, unsatisfied.

In one day, they successfully pushed the front line 500 meters south and north at the same time, killing nearly 2,000 Crunchers, hundreds of Suicide Bombers, and nearly twenty Creepers!

The number of mutants in the tunnel was larger than expected, especially in the direction of the north. There, Crunchers crowded together, forming a huge wave!

However, the experienced players were smart enough to place wooden barricades along the way to slow the Cruncher’s advance.

As long as they couldn’t gather in a massive group, a Cruncher swarm was no longer that scary.

To deal with mutants that only had a single attack method and needed to rely on numbers to win, as long as they were not surrounded, even Lifestyle Profession players who were not good at fighting could get rid of the threat.

Not to mention those high-level players in the tunnel whose average level was above LV6!

In the shelter, there were already long queues at the bathroom entrances on level B2 and level B3. Players were yelling at each other.

"God damn it! Hurry the fuck up!"

"That’s right! Stop wasting our time! It’s been ten minutes since you went into the shower!"

"Are you all dogs? Don’t you need more than 10 minutes to shower?”

"I strongly recommend the game company to raise the water prices!"

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"Don’t raise it, if you raise it again, Boss Ya won’t be able to afford to take a shower!"

"Go away!"

Yin Fang, who was carrying a bucket and planned to wash up before eating, was frightened by what he was seeing. He no longer dared to eat, and quickly hid in his makeshift laboratory.

The same situation could be seen outside the laundry room.

Especially the players who came out of the tunnel; all of them looked like they had come out from a coal mine. Their bodies were covered with more ash than blood!

After finally squeezing out of the crowd, Night Ten, who was going to go back to the room to log off, happened to see Mosquito. Seeing the dude’s ugly appearance, he went up to greet him with a smile. "Yo! Mosquito my man, you seem to be in a good mood today, you even came here to raid a dungeon with us."

"What dungeon? I was testing new equipment."

"It blew up again?"

Hearing the tone of mockery in Night Ten’s voice, Mosquito couldn’t help rolling his eyes. "What do you mean it blew up again?! Can it still be called a weapon if it doesn’t blow up? In short, the results of today’s test are not bad, but there is a small problem with the ratio of the propellant. I have to make the launch tube longer."

After a pause, Mosquito looked at Night Ten and continued, "I don’t have time to explain it to you. By the way, have you seen that stupid lizard? Why didn’t I see that guy squatting in the corner doing push-ups today?"

Talking about the lizardman, Night Ten immediately laughed out loud, "You mean that guy? Hahaha, he went crazy in the tunnel at the exit of level B3! I guess he isn’t satisfied with killing yet."

Thinking back to the early versions, Garbage had such an awesome character. He was able to act at night, get pentakills easily, and tear mutants apart with his hands. All players were envious of him.

However, who would have thought that in less than a month, winter would come, and Garbage, a cold-blooded animal, was directly frozen underground, and he couldn’t even get out of the gate of the shelter.

Sure enough, there was really a ridiculously buffed profession in each version of the game, and newbies would never be able to understand how unbalanced some professions were.

Mosquito couldn’t help smacking his tongue. "I feel sorry for Garbage, this guy has been frozen for at least three versions, right?"

Night Ten also sighed with emotion. "Yes."

The night in the wasteland gradually darkened, and the sun in the real world had already risen.

Every time a player went offline during the peak period, the traffic of Wasteland Online’s official website forum would usher in a new wave of discussions.

Chu Guang briefly browsed the forum. He found that the enthusiasm of the players to discuss the new version he launched was quite high.

In less than 72 hours, more than 100 guides had been created.

The Self-Cultivation of a Monster Hunter.

The Guide on How to Farm Crackleclaw Crab Alone.

The Scavenger’s Handbook.

The OP’s Blood-vomiting Summary, 20 Cost-Effective Recycling Materials.

All I Want is a Like!

The Most Buffed Profession Of Version Is Born!

This Strength-type Scavenger Will Tell You What It Means To Be Strong To Make Miracles.

Starting With Two Hands, Picking Up All Equipment.

Strategy For The Exit Tunnel On level B3 of Shelter 404.

The Perpetual Motion Of The Four Constitutions Fighting Formation Will Make You A Fortune.

Farm Until The Monsters Are Extinct.

"..." Chu Guang simply read a few articles and couldn’t help but admire the wisdom and imaginations of these players.

What is a high-quality human player?

They are merely average players in Wasteland Online!

The people who wrote the guides were very enthusiastic, but the enthusiasm of the lurking players, cloud gamers, and foolish netizens wasn’t negligible either.

Among the more than 100 guides, more than 20% had likes and replies over 10,000!

By the standards of standard online forums, the figure was quite exaggerated.

However, what interested Chu Guang the most were not those guide posts, but a few popular posts in the discussion forum.

Mosquito: Damn it! The power of the 12 barreled rocket is enough, but the chamber speed is still a bit low! I can’t hit a high-speed target at all! However, it seems surprisingly good for ground targets…

Old White: How much is it?

Mosquito: 80 silver coins!

Night Ten: Tsk, yours is much more expensive than the Armor Fist Bazooka in the Weapon Store. I can just buy that if I need one. Even the Crackleclaw Crab can be blown up by it. ( ͡

Mosquito: Expensive my ass! That’s my cost price!

Ample Time: Brother, find a way to reduce costs, or it will never be practical. By the way, the number of players has increased, so it is time to expand the scale of production.

Mosquito: Damn it, this makes my head hurt! I’ll think about it again!

Old White: If you ask me, I would say don’t bother with making any anti-aircraft rocket launchers. Let alone guidance, you don’t even have the proximity fuse, so what are you going to use for defense? Why don’t you make a SPG-9 Recoilless Gun? That gun’s anti-aircraft effect is probably more reliable than that Armor Fist. (Squint)

Night Ten: +1, if you give me a good angle, I can even take down the plane with the main gun of a tank. ( ͡

Mosquito: Get lost! You think this is Battlefield?!

Actually, Chu Guang didn’t quite understand the violent aesthetics in Mosquito’s heart.

His research and development capability was actually very strong. It was mainly because of him that the outpost had the ability to produce chemical products, as well as explosives such as nitrocellulose and TNT so quickly.

However…

The weapons created by him were always very strange, and there were only a handful of them that were practical.

Although that was not necessarily a bad thing, Chu Guang felt that he should not rely on Mosquito to produce the outpost’s air defense weapons.

In another post that was slightly less popular than Mosquito, Bathroom Goer and Athlete Foot were having a technical exchange with some special capable cloud gamers.

Bathroom Goer: It is still a bit difficult to imitate the 88mm gun. Although the design drawings and videos can be found online, and the parts can be cut out with the shelter’s alien technology, many problems still could not be solved. Especially the barrel. If I want to increase the initial velocity of the shell, I must increase the charge, and make a barrel that can withstand greater pressure!

Athlete Foot: That’s right, and researching new equipment is too expensive! 500 silver coins are not enough for research and development. We need to add another 0 behind it at the very least…

The high research and development expense was indeed a problem.

Staring at the computer screen, Chu Guang thought for a moment, then cut to the desktop and opened his budget form.

For research and development of large-scale equipment with high production thresholds and large expenses, it was not suitable for players to bear the research and development costs completely.

Chu Guang thought for a while and came up with an idea.

He intended to set up a special fund to support the research and development of new equipment. As long as it passed the review, players could get financial support from the shelter.

As for the project of anti-aircraft weapons of Steel Plant 81...

Chu Guang thought for a moment and made a decision.

"The budget for 5000 silver coins would seem too obvious, so I will change it to... 5500 silver coins. If it is still not enough, it can be increased."

"The old missions will remain unchanged, and the new missions will be reissued in the form of exclusive orders."

As for Mosquito...

Chu Guang decided to wait and see what he would come up with first.

If Mosquito could come up with a reliable design, Chu Guang would definitely support him with a budget. The only problem they were facing at that moment was that Chu Guang didn’t know what that crazy asshole was coming up with!

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