This Game Is Too Realistic

Transaction is over.

After leaving the Wetland Park.

Sun Shiqi, who looked angry, finally couldn't help but started to complain loudly.

"Unbelievable!"

"I have never seen such a stingy blue coat. Where is the reserve of civilized people? Where is the promised courtesy? These greedy gophers!"

"I shouldn't have any illusions about them!"

In the tavern in the trading center of Red River Town, four out of ten of the most talked-about stories are related to the blue coat.

There were people who received large and small packages of goodies from those blue coats just because of a few words of flattery. There were also people who went in with piles of colorful papers to cheat on food and drinks. When they were kicked out, they were still holding a large package for them. The "survival supplies" he prepared.

These blue coats have almost become synonymous with people who are stupid and rich, and stories about them are often inseparable from the word "get rich overnight".

Sun Shiqi never thought that he could pry open the treasures of the shelter with just one mouth like the rumors in the market. Normal business seemed to be a good choice.

However……

The reaction of these people was beyond his expectation.

So much so that he couldn't help but wonder if these guys were pretending to be a group of refugees.

Will there really be blue jackets building houses on the ground?

Besides, he didn't see where the shelter was in the end...

The gunman walking in front looked back at him, then at the bulging package on the back of the two-headed cow, and asked in confusion.

"So this deal is a loss?"

He has been a bodyguard for many years and has dealt with many businessmen, rarely seeing them lose money.

"It's not a loss," Sun Shiqi said angrily, "but I could have made more!"

"..."

The gunman was speechless, his attention turned away from him, and he continued to look around on guard.

Sun Shiqi took out the account book from his pocket, with a pained expression on his face.

10 kilograms of salt were only exchanged for 30 kilograms of bacon.

If there were no plans to go to Boulder City on this trip, even if someone pointed a gun at his head, he would never accept such a harsh price!

But unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

It is also impossible for him to really drag the salt to Boulder City, exchange it for daily necessities and electrical appliances, exchange it for grain at the farm, and then use the grain obtained from the farm to exchange for meat here.

Going back and forth like this would take at least four days, or even a week!

The roads in the city are much more difficult to walk than outside, not to mention that winter is about to begin. Both humans and alien species are frantically preparing for the coming cold winter.

In the wasteland, this time is more dangerous than ever.

Regardless of the time cost or the risks involved, it was impossible for him to adopt that detour plan.

And that man obviously saw this.

Not only the 10 kilograms of salt, but also the ten revolver rifles and two bags of bullets he brought with him were all used by that guy to keep the price low for various reasons.

Arms may not be valuable in Boulder City, but any survivor stronghold will not refuse to stockpile such weapons that are easy to maintain, durable and cheap. It is more than enough to exchange for the corpses of 3 to 4 mutated hyenas. Just hire a butcher. They can kill sixty or seventy kilograms of meat.

That’s 70 kilograms of meat!

Isn’t it too much to exchange for 30 kilograms of air-dried meat? If it doesn’t work, 20 kilograms won’t be a loss!

However, that man was only willing to give him 10 kilograms of uncured bacon for each gun!

No matter how hard he tried, the man just nodded for the sake of friendship and let him get an extra kilogram of smoked fish.

This damn prairie dog!

"I don't understand very well, but isn't it enough to make money?" the gunman said nonchalantly, "Be content with what you have, I always hear people say that."

"Haha, what do you know? You can't make a fortune by being content."

Sun Shiqi was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just waved his pen impatiently and continued to count the accounts in a murmur while burying his head on his way.

"...These dried meats need to be exchanged for at least 60 kilograms of coarse salt. No, at least 80 kilograms will not be considered a wasted trip. I have to think carefully about which mine to do this deal with."

The gunman glanced at him, then at the cargo on the back of the two-headed ox, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Then you should be pious and grateful."

"At least I am a contented person who accompanied you on this trip."

…

130 kilograms of bacon and 10 kilograms of smoked fish were exchanged for 10 kilograms of coarse salt, 10 revolver rifles, and two large bags.

Chu Guang himself was very satisfied with this transaction.

Of course, it was also a matter of good timing.

As winter approaches, whoever has food is the father. In addition, the game animals have gone to hibernate. The occasional game can be preserved by throwing it into the snow, so salt is not that important.

But when spring comes next year, it will be a different situation.

After all, making air-dried meat in spring and summer, and wanting to save it until winter without using any salt is a bit whimsical.

But then again, at that time, will the outpost still need to make money by buying food?

Chu Guang doesn't think so.

In short, for Chu Guang, the production cost of 130 kilograms of bacon and 10 kilograms of smoked fish is only 60 to 80 silver coins.

Even based on the purchase price of the granary, it is only 140 silver coins.

However, players currently sell their prey directly to granaries and do not slaughter their own prey or smoke dried meat for the time being, so it is more appropriate to calculate production costs directly.

In fact, it doesn’t matter which price you use to calculate it.

After all, Chu Guang now has 500 more kilograms of the same game currency.

To him as a manager, "money" is really just a number...

…

He dragged these coins into the shelter alone and placed them in an empty room with no one around. Looking at these shiny coins, Chu Guang couldn't help but have a happy smile on his face.

If only they could be exchanged for chips.

Not to mention powered armor, buying an airplane is probably enough, right?

If anyone sells it...

Money that does not enter the market has no meaning.

Chu Guang just admired his masterpiece for a while, then turned and left the shelter, returned to the surface, and began to think about the glass jar he got from the businessman named Sun.

Ants as big as fists huddled together in the glass jar, flapping their legs and antennae randomly, looking for an exit.

One of the iron-backed ants facing outward was the most energetic. It was tapping the inner wall of the glass jar with its pincer-shaped mouthparts.

However, the inner curved surface of the glass jar is too slippery, and there is no point of force for biting. No matter how strong the bite force is, it will not help, and you can only worry about the transparent "wall".

Chu Guang was not interested in insects, but he wanted to know how this little thing became the natural enemy of mutated leeches.

You know, even the cubs of mutant leeches are much larger than their size.

So, Chu Guang went to the fishing guys at the lake and borrowed a mutated leech cub. Then he picked a strong and energetic iron-backed ant and put them both in the same bottle. inside.

Something interesting happened.

The mutated leech did not immediately attack the prey in front of it, but tentatively extended its mouthparts forward.

Seeing that the edge of the mouthparts was almost touching the iron-backed ant, the mutated leech suddenly retracted as if touching a switch, then twisted its plump and round body and reached the other side of the bottle , as if hiding something.

The ant was also very interesting. It seemed that he was aware that there was a big guy nearby.

However, it didn't panic at all. It neither attacked immediately nor turned around and ran away. Instead, it circled around the inside of the bottle and shook the tentacles above its head.

What are you doing?

Could it be...

Chu Guang, who was squatting on the ground and observing, touched his chin, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"I see……"

"It should be looking for companions."

He seemed to have guessed why this kind of ant could restrain the mutant leech.

And just when Chu Guang was about to further verify his conjecture, the players not far away were watching and whispering.

"What are the managers doing?"

"I don't know, it seems like I'm playing with ants."

"I saw that he asked the fishermen to get a baby leech. Could it be that he wanted to watch the ants and leeches fight?"

"Gan, why do you have such a strange hobby?!"

Crow Crow, who was walking towards the granary with the mushrooms in his arms, happened to hear the conversation of nearby players. He felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but shiver.

Water, leeches?

How could someone play something so disgusting? !

This is too scary...

…

After several repeated controlled experiments, Chu Guang finally verified his conjecture.

First of all, leeches have no eyes and rely mainly on their sense of smell to find prey. The same goes for mutated leeches, and because their sense of smell is more sensitive, they are quite sensitive to smells.

After ironback ants find prey, they do not choose to attack immediately. Instead, like other ants, they immediately release pheromones to tell their nearby companions that there is a fat sheep here. Come and join us.

Although the digestive juice of mutated leeches can corrode most prey, it is almost ineffective against ironback ants. Even if it is swallowed whole, it will not be digested at all and will be chewed from the inside.

Therefore, this fear of natural enemies has almost been written into the genes of mutant leeches, so much so that the moment they smell the pheromones released by ironback ants, they almost instinctively run away without daring to look back.

"...The case has been solved."

"It's really just because of this thing."

Looking at the translucent gelatinous substance in his hand that was about the size of his thumbnail, Chu Guang squeezed it gently. It looked a bit like spoiled sago.

This thing is the pheromone gland of the ironback ant. It grows under its buttocks and can be pulled off without much effort.

After removing the pheromone glands of the big ant, Chu Guang threw it back into the bottle and shared the same room with the mutated leech.

This time, the mutant leech performed much better.

After several trials, it probably felt that the smell of this thing was not similar to its natural enemy, so it finally mustered up the courage and swallowed the prey in one mouthful, and then its body squirmed like waves.

About five or six minutes passed.

The mutated leech cub, which was still squirming, suddenly stopped moving.

Chu Guang poured it out of the bottle and cut open the stomach with a knife.

I saw that the ant inside had been suffocated to death, but there was still a piece of meat in its mouth, which was probably torn from a certain part of the mutant leech baby.

This small injury is not enough to kill the leech. The real fatal thing may be the formic acid injected into the leech's body or something else.

"It's not practical to kill leeches in their nests."

"But if you can smear pheromone gland extract on your body and disguise yourself as a natural enemy of mutant leeches... wouldn't you be able to clear the mutant leech's nest without any damage?!"

Realizing this, Chu Guang's face was suddenly filled with excitement, and his eyes changed when he looked at the glass jar aside.

Got rich!

20 kilograms of blue umbrella pants can be exchanged for 2,000 chips. If you can pick up 200 kilograms...

Of course, 200 kilograms may be an exaggeration.

But a hundred pounds should be no problem, right?

It's a pity that these iron-backed ants are all worker ants and don't have a queen that can reproduce, otherwise they would be gathering the wool of the mutated leech nest every day!

"...We need to find a player with high proficiency in gathering skills to do this job."

Chu Guang's eyes began to roam around the outpost, looking for this lucky man.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a player not far from the granary.

Crow!

The moment he saw this little player, Chu Guang's eyes suddenly lit up.

so close.

I almost forgot about her!

If I remember correctly, this player named Crow Crow's talent is "Toxin Intuition", and all the blue mushrooms he sees glow green!

Others have to turn on a light to look for themselves when they enter a cave. This guy almost has a night navigation system when he enters a cave. He just stares at the thing that glows green and that's it. How can he not easily get out with hundreds of kilograms?

Feeling the gaze from the manager, Crow Crow, who had just completed the punishment task, was shocked.

Her perception-based intuition allowed her to predict danger in advance.

However, just when she was about to grease her soles and run away, Chu Guang predicted her prediction and stepped forward to trigger the plot.

"How did you complete your punishment mission?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Crow Crow turned around cautiously, looked at the manager and said with trepidation.

"It's done, it's done... I've just finished it, and I've handed over 100 kilograms."

Chu Guang nodded.

"It's done just in time. From now on, your status level will be restored to that of a resident. In addition, I have a glorious and arduous task for you here."

If it were normal, Crow Crow would definitely follow it with a happy face, puffing up his chest and offering his loyalty. After all, who wouldn't love a hidden mission?

Maybe it can also increase the NPC's favorability!

However, from just now, her right eye couldn't help but twitch, telling her that there might be a big pit waiting ahead.

"I might not be able to finish it, why don't you find someone else -"

"Believe in yourself, you can do it, and this task can only be completed by you!"

Without giving Yaya a chance to refuse, Chu Guang interrupted her small beep with a serious face, paused for two seconds, and continued.

"I'll give you a bottle of special powder and you put it on your body."

"It can ensure that you can enter the mutant leech's nest safely. And all you have to do is collect the green-emitting mushrooms inside."

Crow Crow was so anxious that he almost cried, especially after hearing the words "mutated leech nest", he was so frightened that he almost dropped the phone on the spot.

"Then, then, can I still come out safe and sound?"

Chu Guang said in a positive tone.

"Theoretically it's possible."

Crow: "???"

In theory? !

Chu Guang didn't give her a chance to protest and continued.

"It's just a theory for the sake of rigor. Don't worry, the success rate is over 90%. Even if it fails, you will still be killed in a special mission, and there will be no punishment other than the resurrection CD."

There is still a punishment!

The most uncomfortable thing is the resurrection CD, okay!

Crow Crow said pitifully: "Can you also waive the resurrection CD?"

Chu Guang paused for two seconds and selectively ignored her words.

"The content of the task is very simple. You have 10 minutes of absolute safety time and 20 minutes of relative safety time."

"After entering the lair, don't worry about anything. Avoid the leeches and collect the blue mushrooms that glow green that you can see."

"Collect as much as you can before the end of time."

"Blue mushrooms per kilogram——"

"I will give you 4 copper coins and 5 points of contribution!"