This Game Is Too Realistic

Although lucky people would always be envied and hated by unlucky ones, everyone was still curious about what the mysterious gift was.

Surrounded by a group of people, Escaping Mole came to the door of the bank and unlocked the legendary mysterious gift from Xiaoyu.

"Thank you, thank you for your contribution to everyone at the shelter!" Xiaoyu, who stood up from behind the counter, thanked him earnestly.

The unexpected bow made Escaping Mole panic. Only those who were thanked by other people this way knew what it felt like.

"You’re welcome, you’re welcome. It’s nothing really..."

Of course, the so-called mysterious gift was not just a simple thank you. After that, Xiaoyu found a golden coin from the drawer and handed it to him..

The coin was uniquely styled, with a letter "α" painted on the front and the number 1 next to it, as if to commemorate the end of Alpha 1.0.

On the back was the gate of the shelter. The pattern was exactly the same as the previously updated medal on the website.

"This is where we begin!" Mole suddenly had a glimpse of realization.

He, who realized this, felt an indescribable emotion. His actions had actually changed the game, although only a tiny bit...

The players who were around rubbernecking did not have so many psychological activities. Seeing that there were no other rewards, they dispersed in dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, I thought the mysterious gift would be some kind of precious reward, but it turns out to be just a commemorative coin."

"There isn’t even any attribute bonus. Boring."

Hearing their short-sighted remarks, Escaping Mole rolled his eyes at the group of players. "You know shit!"

How can this kind of out-of-print commemorative coin, which only one was issued in the whole server, be the same as a general commemorative coin? In the future when there will be more public beta testers, as long as the game company does not issue this kind of coin again, the value of this coin can be worth a room of silver coins! How can the collection value of this kind of coin be summed up to be a mere commemorative coin?

Carefully putting the coin in his pocket, Escaping Mole planned to put it in the warehouse later on and keep it well hidden. He wanted to padlock it in order to keep it safe.

That would be his lucky coin from now on. And no matter how much it would be worth in the future, he would not sell it!

...

A new day began with the warehouse manager’s order list and daily missions.

The players who received the missions all carried their weapons or tools and set out for the wasteland under the rising sun.

But…

They were only a small portion of players.

Just when some of the players started to work, some of the players were currently blocked in the underground of the nursing home.

In front of the elevator leading to the surface, a long queue had already lined up from the door of the elevator to the door of the shelter!

Looking at the crowd in front of the elevator, Yaya couldn’t help but sigh, "There are too many people."

With her cat ears twitching on her head, Sesame Paste, who was also queuing beside her, sighed softly, "I almost began to develop some social phobia."

Tail not far from the side stared at the cat ears for a long time, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but was stopped by Sisi.

Spring Water Commander, who was wearing his exoskeleton, stretched his neck and looked ahead. "Can you guys hurry up?! I’m in a hurry to charge my equipment!" He couldn’t help shouting impatiently.

The people at the front of the line originally wanted to ignore him, but when they saw his equipment, they immediately yelled back aggressively.

Zhang Hai snorted, "Hurry up? How? You think I want to waste my time here?"

Elf Wang: "That’s right! Do you think you are the only one who thinks that the elevator is slow?! I can only play this game 16 hours a day at most, but this queue already wasted half an hour of my gaming time!"

Quit Bullshit, who was carrying the fishing gear, was instantly shocked when he heard this. "What the fuck?! 16 hours? Are you okay buddy? Don’t you need some help?"

Why would someone play a fishing simulator for 16 hours?!

Elf Wang gave him a strange look. "WHat do you think? Isn’t it the most basic routine to complete all the warehouse missions after finishing all the daily missions? If you don’t work hard, how do you have the money to buy a gun, how can you increase your genetic sequence level, and how can you get stronger? To be honest, 16 hours is too little for me. The game company should remove the fatigue value setting!"

Darkest, who was standing next to him, heard it and couldn’t help shaking his head. "Man, you are crazy! You should seek help immediately.’’

It’s just a game. Is it really necessary to play it for 16 hours?

Although he was also online 16 hours a day recently...

...

Standing on the third floor of the nursing home, Chu Guang and Little Seven overlooked the bustling hustle and bustle of the square.

Although he didn’t hear the complaints from the players under the elevator, Chu Guang could already feel the pressure from the increased number of players on the server from the long queue.

Fortunately, he still reserved some space, and did not open the remaining 300 nurturing cabins.

Otherwise, with 1,100 people, the scene would be terrifying to just think about!

Little Seven raised the camera and looked at Chu Guang who was standing beside it. "Master, Little Seven feels that the elevator’s capacity is not enough."

Chu Guang nodded, feeling the same. "Indeed, we have to find a way to improve it."

Although the labyrinth on level B3 had diverted a group of players, there were still four or five hundred people queuing up in front of the only elevator leading to the underground during the peak hours of players going online and offline every day.

At the most exaggerated time, the queue could even line up from the front of the elevator to the door of the airlock room.

In fact, it was actually not surprising to have congestion that bad. Even if the elevator could lift 20 people per trip, it would take more than 20 round trips to deliver all the players in the queue to the surface.

In fact, if players brought equipment, the limit of a trip may be about 12 to 15 people.

If it wasn’t for saving the character’s progress, many players would simply live outside.

Now, Chu Guang had two options. One was to dismantle the nursing home, make a hole where it was, and build a larger elevator that could transport more than 100 people at a time.

Another solution was to abandon the elevator and dig a slope several hundred meters long, which was slanted from the ground to the door of the shelter.

However, the requirements for those solutions were rather high. Whether it was to demolish the nursing home and drill a hole with a depth of 20 to 30 meters, or to dig a basement entrance hundreds of meters long… It was not an easy task.

There seemed to be only one feasible way at the moment, and that was to build a few more clone nurturing cabins and send them to the surface, so that the shelter would become a real resurrection point, and the save point would be placed on the surface.

At present, 67 clone nurturing cabins have been produced. Apart from 30 that were allocated to the industrial area, all of which had been sent to Longevity Town.

Chu Guang intended to increase the quota of clone nurturing cabins in Longevity Town to 100 units before the next version, as a public save point for players.

As for whether there was a more convenient way to archive their progress… To be honest, Chu Guang also hoped to have such a method, but unfortunately, there was no better solution at present.

Although scanning and recording the development progress of genetic sequences sounded easy, it was actually a very complicated process, because it involved a popular and cutting-edge research field in DNA research, epigenetics.

The mainstream view was that humans had 20,000 to 30,000 genes, but not all of those genes were expressed. Most of them were like commented-out code in a computer program.

How to selectively express specific genes to produce the traits people needed was actually more complicated than simply modifying a specific gene.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Although the genes stored in the shelter were all selected from the gene pools of pre-war civilizations, it was clear that even the first administrator did not have the means to fully express these genes.

If it could be done, it was at least a singularity level technology.

However, although the first administrator did not complete the job, he provided his successor with a fairly solid solution before his death.

That was, to let clones evolve actively under natural selection, and then record the selection and expression process of their DNA through scientific means, and simulate this process in the next clone synthesis. This process would repeat again and again until it finally approached the final 100%.

The scanning principle of the clone nurturing cabin was the same as that of the nurturing cabin. It needed to search and retrieve the cells of the whole body, and this would take about 3 to 5 hours, which could be completed just when the clone was sleeping.

As such, it was still impossible to save their progress anytime and anywhere.

Fortunately, the scanning function was not very energy-intensive relative to the synthesis of clones, so the power rating of the clone nurturing cabin was much lower than the nurturing cabin.

Just one 100KW generator would be enough to meet the operation of 100 clone nurturing cabins, which could be said to be quite economical.

"We don’t have enough electricity. The industrial area is a big power consumer. We have to find a way to solve the energy problem!"

It was unrealistic to make a fusion generator, and fusion batteries were too expensive and non-rechargeable. The fuel rods were durable, but they were hard to find, and there was no way to steal the electricity from the shelter.

The best generator currently available was the wood-powered generator. After all, the wasteland lacked everything, but not wood.

Since Mosquito and his buddy were already able to make a steam engine, Chu Guang felt that it should not be a big problem for them to make a portable steam engine if they worked a little harder.

In fact, the light trucks of the Army also used portable steam engines. They could be powered with just wood, which was very convenient. Lifestyle Profession players in the new industrial area were already working on imitations, and it was said that they already had some ideas.

"Hopefully before the next Bonechewer Clan invasion, they will be able to complete it." Chu Guang intended to set two small goals for the players.

One was to build a 1MW-class thermal power station in the new industrial area, outpost base, and Longevity Town respectively, entering the electric age.

The other was to solve the problem of the engine and be able to produce the vehicle independently.

Even if it was not to make the entire motorized unit immediately, at least, there should be a few more trucks in the outpost.

There were four transport lines, but only nine trucks were available. If he needed to send troops to a slightly farther place, he still needed to borrow the vehicles from the industrial area in advance.

Their capacity was a bit too limited.

Sitting on the third floor of the nursing home, Chu Guang peeked at his players through a Hummingbird drone.

Among them, the Bull and Horse Squad had started a new round of raids on the Greenhouse Ruins, and the current progress had reached level B5, which was very close to the end.

Escaping Mole’s team also entered the greenhouse ruin, but their raid was pushing upward instead of downward. Their current progress was on the third floor, and there were still two floors left to clear.

Mosquito, on the edge of the industrial area was testing the improved rocket, trying to make the rocket more powerful, with a fat rat following him.

Bathroom Goer and Athlete Foot of Steel Plant 81 completely abandoned the dream of making 88mm large-caliber anti-aircraft guns and turned to research 20mm small-caliber anti-aircraft guns, just like how Mosquito gave up on the small-caliber Fliegerfaust.

Although the caliber of 20mm was a bit smaller, as long as the number of barrels was enough, it would still command terrifying power.

If four barrels were not enough, then they would try twelve barrels! With so many barrels, they would definitely be able to light up the entire sky with rockets!

Seeing his players work so hard, Chu Guang felt very relieved. With the increasing number of talents, there were fewer and fewer things he needed to do alone.

Back then, when he needed to buy food, he had to go to his neighbor’s house to barter. If he needed to get something now, all the players would be running errands for him.

...

When it was past noon, the snow outside the window got heavier and heavier, and the visibility became lower and lower.

At first, he could still see players 10 meters away, but soon, he couldn’t even see downstairs when standing on the third floor.

To be on the safe side, Chu Guang issued a server announcement alerting players to the bad weather and asked Little Seven to bring the drone back.

The little device was too small and didn’t have enough power. Chu Guang was worried that if the wind was a little stronger, the drone would be blown into the lake.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Little Seven buzzed with worry, "Hmm… Master, the snow outside seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

"I can see." Staring at the snow outside the window, Chu Guang had a bad feeling.

The New United Gas Station had gathered more than 600 survivors. According to the plan, the survivors of Winter Willow Camp would arrive at Longevity Town at noon.

If the impact of the blizzard exceeded their expectations, subsequent evacuation plans would undoubtedly be severely hampered.

The next moment, Chu Guang’s VM suddenly received a notification.

The message was from Luca.

Glancing at the screen, Chu Guang’s expression changed slightly. He got up immediately and walked towards the exoframe he left outside.

Little Seven turned the camera to look at him. "Master?"

"I have to go to Longevity Town." Entering from the back of the exoframe, Chu Guang, who was wearing his equipment, continued speaking succinctly, "I’ll leave this place to you."

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