This Game Is Too Realistic

Chu Guang didn't pay much attention to the expression on Crow Crow's face when he stepped into the mutated leech nest.

But when she appeared at the door of the warehouse carrying a big bag of mushrooms, there was always a look of disgraced joy on her face.

Looking at the blue mushrooms stuffed into a sack, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise in his tone.

"so much?"

The panting Crow Crow nodded vigorously and said with a smile.

"I went in three times! I almost got bitten, hey."

Chu Guang: "..."

Three trips? !

This is too brave.

He wouldn't dare anyway.

After weighing, a sack of mushrooms weighed a total of 70 kilograms.

This number far exceeded Chu Guang's expectations.

According to his original estimate, he would be able to lift about forty or fifty kilograms if he was stretched to death. Unexpectedly, she actually reached seventy kilograms.

"A total of 560 copper coins, equivalent to 56 silver coins. In addition, there are 700 contribution points..."

Will you give too much?

never mind.

After all, people risk their lives to earn it.

Hearing the numbers read out from the manager's mouth, Crow Crow jumped up excitedly and pumped his fists excitedly.

"Nais!"

"Get rich hahaha!"

Chu Guang: "..."

Although I am an NPC, can you find a place where no one is around to get excited?

The thickness of a silver coin is less than 2 millimeters, and a stack of 50 coins is about 9 to 10 centimeters, which is just a drop in the ocean compared to the small vault of the shelter.

After getting the reward, Crow Crow happily hummed a song and left. However, Chu Guang, who was standing at the door of the warehouse, was touching his chin and thinking in his heart.

The richest players at present are probably Lao Bai and Fang Chang. Their strength and understanding of the game are almost in the first echelon of players.

They have been hunting during this period and have almost figured out the areas with the highest prey activity nearby. Their daily income has increased from 52 silver coins to a maximum of 100. Even if the income from hunting is unstable, they should have saved it in the past few days. A lot of money.

For safety reasons, Chu Guang will check players' lockers every day.

Not surprisingly, the Cow and Horse team should be able to save 200 silver coins today and raise funds to buy the land closest to the resurrection point.

In addition to them, the deposits of other players are also rising steadily. Even if the purchase of wooden weapons, iron weapons, leather protective gear, cold coats, tools and food will consume some, the players with the smallest deposits basically hold more than 10 silver coins.

“Perhaps the ‘banking’ feature should be updated.”

This will not only save players' storage space, but also give them the silver coins they have saved.

The more Chu Guang thought about it, the more it made sense, and he immediately took out the small notebook in his pocket and wrote it down.

When the opportunity arises, this function must be arranged!

…

While storing the mushrooms in the warehouse, Chu Guang took a look at the inventory in the warehouse.

Excluding the part consumed in transactions with merchants in Honghe Town, the remaining bacon is close to 700 kilograms. After deducting daily consumption, about 100 to 200 kilograms can be stored in the warehouse every day, and more than half of it is contributed by the cattle and horse team.

Today is already the 20th.

If luck is not too bad, we should be able to increase the inventory to 2,000 kilograms by the end of the month, and exchange half of it for grains and potatoes, which can at least be exchanged for about 5 tons.

Based on the calculation that each person consumes 4 taels of meat and 7 taels of rice per day, 1,000 kilograms of air-dried meat is enough for 100 people to consume for 50 days, and 5 tons of grain is enough for 100 people to consume for 142 days.

Of course, these are ideal conditions. It is not surprising that the actual situation deviates from the theoretical estimate by more than 20%. After all, food intake is also related to the amount of exercise. The more work you do, the faster you will get hungry. When there is no work to do, One meal a day is fine.

"... If we want to increase the number of people in the closed beta test to 100, we must double the theoretical estimated food reserves. Especially meat... It would be good if we could hunt prey in winter, but it would be troublesome if we couldn't hunt prey. "

But if you think about it from another perspective, maybe you won’t need so much food?

It’s not necessary for everyone to be online when it’s too cold, or even every day.

And if it is in a dormant state, the material consumption of the clone will be greatly reduced, and it can even go without eating for up to 7 days.

It's just that the players may not be happy to be out of work for such a long time, and they must be complaining on the official website again.

However, Chu Guang has also thought of countermeasures, and when the time comes, server maintenance will be OK.

How can there be a server that is not maintained?

This makes sense.

Looking at the account book in his hand, Chu Guang was thinking about the future of the shelter, and at this moment, a player trotted in from outside.

"Master Manager, there are natives here!"

Aboriginal?

Chu Guang, who looked away from the account book, was slightly stunned.

Sun Shiqi just left, so there's no way he could come back, right?

Could it be someone else?

After returning the account book to the player who was the warehouse manager, Chu Guang looked at the player who reported to him and asked.

"How many are there and from which direction are they coming?"

"South! It's two men and a girl!"

South?

Upon hearing this direction, Chu Guang probably guessed who was coming...

…

The southern gate of the outpost.

The old man with wrinkles on his face and wearing an animal skin coat looked up at the 100-meter-wide concrete wall, his cloudy pupils filled with shock and surprise.

The last time he came to Linghu Wetland Park seemed to be two years ago.

The scavengers on Beit Street mainly explore south. Unless they are hunting, they rarely go north along the elevated highway out of the city. After all, they may encounter marauders there who rob passing caravans.

As for Linghu Wetland Park, it is probably a blind spot that would be missed by scavengers and hunters.

There isn't much prey to hunt here, and there isn't much trash to pick up, so few survivors would go out of their way to visit here.

Unexpectedly, someone actually built a survivor stronghold in this forest!

Although the three-meter-high concrete wall looks a little shorter, it is brand new and strong. Compared with the patched and broken wall on Beit Street, the sense of security is much higher.

Near the gate of the fence, there were some shelter residents wearing blue coats.

The old man became brave and shouted.

"I'm here to see your manager."

No one responded to him.

Those people just looked at each other and whispered to each other impolitely, but it was impossible to tell whether their eyes contained kindness or malice.

seem……

More like pure curiosity?

"...Are you sure this is here?"

The old man looked at his second son next to him with some hesitation in his eyes.

Carrying a large package on his body, Yu Hu faced his father's questioning eyes, nodded vigorously, and said with certainty.

"That's it!"

The expression on the old man's face was obviously more hesitant.

"They don't seem to welcome us."

Yu Hu's expression was slightly embarrassed, and he leaned close to his father and whispered.

"Maybe it's not that they don't welcome us, they just... don't understand what we're talking about."

The old man was stunned for a moment.

Can't understand?

That's not the case... didn't the foreigner in the blue coat understand everything?

Yu Xiaoyu glanced at his father and brother, and then at the wall in front of him, his big dark eyes filled with curiosity.

It was the first time she had left Beit Street, and so far away.

Chu Guang...

Really here?

At this time, a familiar figure appeared at the door. When he saw the face clearly, Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

However, there were too many strangers nearby.

Hiding behind her brother, she only showed half of her face, looking timidly and curiously.

Surrounded by a group of blue coats, Chu Guang walked in front of the three of them and stopped.

Looking at the old man at the head, before Chu Guang said hello, the old man plopped down without warning and knelt on the ground, confusing everyone around him.

Chu Guang was also confused.

What is this for? ?

"father?!"

Yu Hu looked surprised, but before he could ask, his father grabbed his arm and knelt down.

Xiaoyu looked confused.

She didn't understand what her father and brother were doing, and she didn't know what she should do, so she tried to imitate their actions.

"What are you doing...get up!" Chu Guang, with a big face, stepped forward and helped the old man up from the ground.

But the old man refused to get up. He just lowered his head and his Adam's apple moved for a long time. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.

"Thanks."

"You saved our family!"

He is already old and can only work for two or three years at most before he can no longer do it. In fact, he has been a bit reluctant this year.

And his son Yu Xiong, as the eldest son of the Yu family, is also the strongest labor force of the Yu family, and can be said to be the backbone of the entire family.

If something happens to Yu Xiong, their whole family will starve and freeze.

The old man understood very well.

This foreigner not only saved his son's life, but also saved their entire family.

But Chu Guang didn't think too much about it. He didn't have to calculate everything, and saving people was just a matter of convenience.

"You're making things difficult for me... Anyway, get up first."

Now is not the time to be humble. We can't let people kneel all the time.

With that said, Chu Guang used a little force on his hands to help the old man up from the ground.

Perhaps because of what Chu Guang said was embarrassing, the old man did not continue to kneel after he got up, but instead reached out and took off the package from his second son's back.

It was a package made of deerskin, with some animal furs stacked inside, and it looked heavy.

The old man held it with both hands, handed it to Chu Guang's hand, and said in a sincere tone.

"You are the benefactor of our Yu family, we cannot let you waste precious medicine in vain."

"We have nothing else to give you. These skins are skinned from mutated hyenas and reindeer. There are seven in total...Excluding the tribute left to the mayor, this is all our property."

"I know these things are not enough to repay your kindness, but if nothing is done, we will feel uneasy."

"Please accept it!"

It would be really uneasy for me to accept all the wealth of a destitute person.

Chu Guang couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. It was neither a matter of accepting it directly nor not accepting it.

But at this moment, Chu Guang suddenly felt something in his heart. He thought that even if the old man took the furs back, he would sell them to the old leech on Beit Street and then be brutally slaughtered. He wouldn't get much money in exchange for them.

He remembered clearly that there was a sign hanging at the door of old Charlie's grocery store, which said that a mutated hyena skin could be exchanged for 2 chips, and a reindeer skin could be exchanged for 4 chips.

Among these 7 skins, 4 are from mutated hyenas and 3 are from mutated reindeer. According to the price on Beit Street, the old man can sell them for up to 20 chips.

This kind of unequal transaction is already exploitative in itself, not to mention that these 20 chips can hardly be exchanged for anything good on Beit Street.

For example, if you want to use chips to buy green wheat on Beit Street, you will need 3 chips per kilogram. The price itself is almost three times that of Brown Farm!

It's equivalent to 10 animal skins that can keep out the cold. If you sell one and buy one, you can't even exchange for 10 kilograms of grain.

And that was before food prices rose.

Is this reasonable?

It must be extremely unreasonable!

Of course, these survivors mainly used the bargaining chips obtained from furs to exchange for salt or other daily necessities. Direct purchase of grains was still relatively small. After all, they could grow some sheep's horns themselves, dig tree roots, catch mice and Hunt for food.

But no matter what, this old leech went too far.

Chu Guang has long disliked him!

As a result, Chu Guang reached out decisively and took all the furs, handed them to the player closest to him, and gave instructions.

"Send it to the warehouse and bring over 1 kilogram of coarse salt. I will give you 5 copper coins as a reward."

Although there are a lot of 5 copper coins, how can the plot be interesting?

The player looked reluctant.

Although he couldn't understand what the managers and these natives were chatting about, who hasn't seen two movies without subtitles these days?

But the managers had already stuffed things into his hands, without giving him a chance to refuse.

Seeing that he was motionless and the plot was not moving, this little player could only run away to the base even though he was extremely reluctant.

Didn't have to wait long.

The player who ran back to the base quickly ran out carrying a black plastic bag.

Chu Guang took the coarse salt from his hand and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

"I'll accept the fur. There's almost a kilogram of coarse salt. Just treat it as a courtesy!"

The old man was stunned and saw the salt in the bag. He immediately became anxious and quickly pushed the bag of coarse salt back, refusing to accept it.

"How can that be done!"

"You are the benefactor of our Yu family, how can I accept your gift!"

A kilogram of kosher salt!

In Beit Street, 100 grams costs 2 chips, and one kilogram costs 20 chips. Not to mention that when they weigh salt, they are always shortchanged, and even good ones are flipped and resold.

Although the bag of salt Chu Guang brought was also coarse salt, the quality was much better than what was sold in the grocery store under the old mayor's name.

At least it looks translucent, the luster is not so turbid, and the color is not so yellow!

"Just keep it and think I'm taking advantage of you this time."

Chu Guang pushed the plastic bag back without any explanation, looked at the old man and said with a smile.

"Next time if you still have this kind of fur, bring it to me."

"A hyena skin can be exchanged for 150g, and a deer skin can be exchanged for 300g."

"I'll charge you as much as you have!"