This Game Is Too Realistic

Early the next morning.

In the tailor's shop, Teng Teng, who had just started work, peeled off a piece of paper from the wooden board.

"Mission… make a dress for the proprietress of the weapon shop, reward five to ten silver coins?" After seeing the order from the beginning to the end, Teng Teng's eyes gradually brightened.

In just one second, a set of perfect designs formed in her mind.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Shoving the note into her pocket, she immediately walked towards the weapon shop excitedly.

Meanwhile, inside the shelter.

Chu Guang was standing in the resident hall, facing twenty new players who had just crawled out of the culture chamber and reading the lines he spent a huge effort to compile.

It may be because the wait was too long, or it may be because there was one more female player this time than last time, this batch of newcomers was far more honest than the previous batch of players, at least no one did anything that would make people want to bleach their eyes after seeing it...

It seemed that a series of operations such as gradually increasing the threshold of application, appropriate hunger marketing, increasing the cost of waiting time, screening high-quality players and so on were somewhat useful.

Of course, it may also be because the game was too realistic and players couldn't get the second account. Thinking that Devs may be "observing" their in-game behaviors "secretly", everyone still had to be obedient.

After Little Seven explained the gameplay to those new players, Chu Guang took them to the elevator leading to the surface and drove them out of the shelter like driving a swarm of ducks out of a cage.

Standing on the ground in front of the nursing home, these newbies felt the immersive shock for the first time.

"Holy shit, holy shit!"

"This—this is the world of Wasteland Online?!"

"The sunlight on my face feels exactly like the real world, and the wind is kissing my cheek. It's like a dream here! No, it's a dream!"

"The technology of this game is too advanced!"

"Holy shit. This game is already this great, but they still don't want to release it? What the heck is the publishing company thinking?"

"This is fucking awesome!"

The reactions of all new players just entering the game seemed to be the same.

Chu Guang could understand this state.

From the moment they received the helmet, the seemingly interesting online joke turned into something that could really exist. After counting down the most difficult 72 hours in tossing and turning, and when the second pair of eyes was opened, all their expectations became reality.

It felt like being born again.

The impact at this moment could not be summed up in two words—freaking awesome.

Stepping on the soil of the exotic world, sniffing the fragrance of the dust, chasing the butterflies in the grass, embarking on an adventure with an unknown future... How many gamers dreamt of this?

Let alone the players, Chu Guang himself has had such a daydream more than once, hoping that one day he would be able to step on the soil of the virtual world.

It was a pity that...

Knowing all the truth, he was destined to not be able to enjoy the game like them. Perhaps for himself, the untouchable reality was the virtual world.

"Go, warriors."

"Change this declining world!"

"Use your hands."

With emotion in his heart, Chu Guang added three lines on the spot.

He did not stay there. Instead, he gave the time to the players themselves, took Little Seven to the third floor, and placed it in front of the window with the best view… This was the first-class seat overlooking all the players.

At this time, the open space in front of the nursing home.

Before the newcomers, who had just stepped into the game world, had time to breathe the air on the wasteland, they were surrounded by the old players who had arrived on the surface earlier.

"Are there any brothers with special talents? Please raise your hand… What? You have? What kind of talent is it? What the hell is calm and collected? Why does it sound so useless."

"Is there any newbie of strength type? Let's level up the attributes together! It will be fun!"

"Boss, I am a strength type, how should I play this game?"

Seeing that there were newbies finally responding to him, the old player was overjoyed.

"Are you a strength type? What's your name?"

"Construction_site_boy_and_bricks."

"Dman, brother, it looks like you've already figured out what this game is all about! Listen to my words, strength type players have to chop more trees, move more bricks. Just roll up your sleeves and do it. Once you cut down a hundred trees, you will go straight to LV1! 7~ 8 points of strength will make you invincible in the wasteland, and when you meet mutants, you can kill with an ax!"

"Then, what if you run into a gunner?"

"Just do it!"

"???"

Standing in front of the windows on the third floor of the nursing home, Chu Guang looked down and observed the players downstairs for a while.

Seeing that the newcomers, under the leadership of the old players, gradually mastered the tricks of playing this game, he nodded in satisfaction.

'Very good.'

'Very reliable.'

These closed alpha players really did not disappoint him.

The only thing that made Chu Guang feel a little bit of pity was that although this group of newcomers was very obedient, there didn't seem to be an easter egg left by the first administrator.

However, there were two special talents that interested him.

One is "calm and collected", which increases the basic resistance to negative mental states such as "fear" and "despair" by 50 percent, and can remove the negative effects from the spiritual level more quickly.

On the surface, this talent seemed useless, but only those who have experienced actual combat know how important this quality was in combat.

Another talent is "Thermal Vision". The player with this talent was called [Rich_elve_king], an agile type player.

Just looking at the description of the talent, it was simply an incredible night battle talent! In a focused state, if the talent was actively triggered, the retina would be more sensitive to infrared light.

The specific performance was that the heat source in the dark could be seen within a certain range!

Of course, this talent was basically useless in detecting "cold-blooded animals".

Chu Guang silently wrote down this [Rich_elve_king]—if there was a need for night battles in the future, he would put this guy on.

In addition, there were several strange talents.

For example, the "Temperature Intuition" that can sense the temperature of the heat source without contact, the "Plant Whisperer" who can see the growth state of plants, and the "Insect Hunter" who can smell the pheromone released by insects, and so on.

These talents were of little practical significance but if they were used in production and exploration, they could still play a role.

Chu Guang believed that there should be no need for him to explain the talent for them, these players could delve into the most suitable gameplay by themselves.

...

Apartment area in the north of Wetland Park.

A team of four was carefully approaching the prey.

The terrain in the city was very complicated. From the ruins of the ruined tower greenhouse, it can be seen that people in the pre-war society should have a very good life.

Gale: "People in the pre-war era really knew how to enjoy their lives... The residents living in the community actually planted fruits and vegetables inside the residential tower. This was not only their vegetable field but also a garden."

Old White: "But who maintained it?"

"The people who managed the properties probably, and they could also be outsourced to specialized companies. This kind of ecological community is quite interesting. The designer who designed this game is really a genius." Gale gave a very high evaluation. This design was quite interesting."You better focus on our prey, I feel we are very close to it."

Night Ten focused his five senses around him. From the flowing scent, he seemed to have heard the heartbeat of the prey... one strong and one weak.

'Wait, two?'

"Ahead of us."

Ample Time had already spotted the reindeer that fell to the ground with an arrow stuck in its body, but when he was about to move forward, he suddenly found another arrow stuck in the neck of the prey.

'Another arrow?'

He was stunned.

Just then, he met the gaze of the young man directly opposite.

The two of them were taken aback for a moment, and the next second they moved their hands unanimously, drew their bows, and aimed their arrows at each other.

"Who are you?"

"NPC?"

The two shouted to each other for a while, but they couldn't understand what the other was saying.

Gale and Old White reacted quickly. After discovering the situation of Ample Time, they quickly outflanked from the sides and walked around to the side of the young man.

The young man moved back nervously, leaning against the concrete wall, protecting his back.

Ample Time could feel the murderous aura emanating from the cold arrow tip, but he was not afraid and approached step by step.

After all, he would miss the shot if he was far away.

"Don't come here."

"Drop your weapons, you are surrounded."

'What is this person talking about?'

'Are they marauders?!'

Watching the three approaching him and thinking of how the people caught by the marauder died, the young man gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and let go of the bowstring.

Whoosh—

The arrow piercing the air gave a sound like that of a gust of wind.

Ample Time subconsciously turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the arrow that flew past his cheeks, the feathers almost scratching the tip of his nose.

If he didn't dodge this, he would return to the fountain directly!

"Get him!"

Ample Time threw away the bow immediately, pulled out the steel bar, and rushed towards the young man with Old White and Gale.

The young man drew the short knife from his waist, his face was determined, ready to fight to the death.

However, at this moment, a pebble flew in—hitting his forehead, knocking him unconscious and into a trance.

"Now!"

Night Ten holding a slingshot shouted, and the three immediately got even closer, knocked away the short knife in the young man's hand with a stick, and pushed him to the ground.

"Quick!"

The young man roared and struggled as hard as he could but it was Old White who caught him after all.

The strength of the tech macho is no joke.

"Stop struggling! Damn it, this guy is quite strong! Ample Time, what are we doing now?"

Looking at the young man struggling on the ground and right after tying him up, Old White asked Ample Time who was next to him.

In Wasteland Online, killing NPCs or monsters would not give experiences. The experience of genetic sequence was naturally increased in battle or exercise.

And the experience of capturing and killing was the same.

Gale checked the young man's package and found that apart from a pie, there were only a few arrows and an exquisitely crafted knife.

Shaking his head, he stood up and said,

"No loot drop."

Looking at the young man who was lying on the ground glaring at him, Ample Time was lost in thought.

"I can't guess what he is talking about."

"Anyway, tie him up first and take him back to exchange him for money."...................................................................................................................................

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